Chapter 516 Like a Rat

Although it is always said that snakes like to stay in dark and humid places, as the great mentor of the giant horned viper, at least Elvis does not like dark tunnels with water dripping from his head.

The three-meter-wide tunnel is made of thick bricks and stones. There is a lot of moss in the gaps. The dirty water droplets falling from time to time inevitably make people wonder whether it seeps out from the sewer and is mixed with some foul-smelling feces.

He held his breath, trying not to let the stinky gas enter his lungs, including the smell of feces and urine, the smell of corpses coming from the depths, and the smell of decay over time.

With a little gift from Sotek, his demand for oxygen was much lower than before, but the noble lady next to him could no longer bear the stench, so she wrapped an airtight towel around her mouth and nose, and fastened her iron helmet tightly. top of head.

Orthea looked at Oliveira, who looked as normal under the firelight, and it was hard to imagine. You must know that the elf's sense of smell will feel strange as long as it smells something physically objectionable, no matter how strong its tolerance is.

"Oliveira, can't you smell the stench?"

Oliveira, who was walking alone on the outermost side, held a torch and explained, "It has become difficult for me to distinguish various smells. The rat-man plague has caused irreparable damage to the advance team. My sequelae are relatively mild. Others present , I’m afraid not many can taste the food anymore.”

Mazov, who was walking in the front with Hilbert, suddenly interrupted,

"In fact, when we first left Lustria, we were very numb even to the sense of touch. Rats hid a lot of plagues in their burrows. Even with magic treatment, we only regained some human feeling when we fought with Drucci. For example, the coward next to me was given a mouthful of plague juice, and now he can only taste it by drinking vodka."

Hilbot cursed in a low voice, "There are two things I regret. The first is helping Plokin block the suicide attack of the plague priest in the tunnel in Lustria, and the second is believing that he really has a way to persuade the Czarina to surrender." Prejudice against mercenaries. What a piece of shit, duh.”

There was a solemn look on Althea's face. An army that was familiar with various tactics, from attacking battles, pursuit battles, defensive battles, and even tunnel battles, its willpower would not break down in continuous wars. In the past, it was indeed I underestimate these barbarians too much.

After an hour of walking and reaching a fault, Mazov turned around and stared closely at the three elves and a skink behind him.

"Once again, this operation is under my command. It is a secret plan. If the zombie dragon is not found, no one will know that the elves are taking orders from the Patriot Army."

Mazov's words were very cryptic, but Elvis still understood the meaning. His identity was somewhat sensitive, his family background, and being favored by the prince. If he was ordered by a Kisli lady, it might cause some misunderstandings.

He nodded, no problem.

After getting Elvis' answer, Mazov began to explain the plan, "There are three areas in the catacombs. The first is the storage room at the entrance where corpses are processed. It is the only place suitable for biological activities. These vampires must be here. The second is located at There are about 8,000 corpses on the rock wall layer in the middle where the corpses are placed, and just below the rock wall layer is the hiding spot.”

"I don't know if the vampires have found the hiding spot, but they will definitely not let go of the eight thousand soldiers on the rock wall. You leave a mage behind, and then enter the hiding spot, and the commandos will delay time for you."

"This plan is quite reasonable." Elvis shrugged, saying that he had no doubts. The vampire's strength was just that. He really wanted to fight the Blood Dragon family, but unfortunately Kislev was full of weak people. Chicken Lamia.

But Oliveira raised a doubt, "Our goal is to find zombie dragons, not to rescue these idiots."

"Plokin is not a fool. He fully understands the changes that this zombie dragon will bring. Even if he loses control of Erengrad, Caledor, the elven kingdom, cannot enter Kislev again. But Lamia The vampire doesn't know that, with just a little provocation and clues, this zombie dragon will appear." Mazov explained, waving his hand to start taking action.

The group of people began to move towards the central rock wall layer. Elvis suddenly used the albino snake skull to contact Imric, speaking with a lot of doubts.

"Your Highness, Mazov seems to know the location of the zombie dragon."

Imrik, who transformed into a Skink Priest, showed no signs of abnormality and continued walking with the golden staff. "Of course he knows, but at least he will not take the initiative to find it out before the really crucial battle."

"Why?"

"As long as the Zombie Dragon is not found, he can make the Giant Horned Viper move in accordance with the strategic direction of the Patriot Army. You guys standing here are the best proof. And this operation has entered the vampire's intelligence network. The tower just now Have you seen the bats above? Do you think Prokin doesn’t know that there is a secret passage leading to the underground tomb?”

"So this is a common layout of both parties..." Elvis glanced at the sixty people walking silently, feeling a little suspenseful, "But why did he have the confidence to rely on these people to come to the underground tomb and ask for the giant horned viper?" The number of people operating should be as small as possible.”

"You little naughty boy, you were quite smart before, why are you so stupid now." Imrik cursed angrily, "He is targeting your identity. If Caledor doesn't fight the war of defeating more with less, he will be so stupid." We won by relying on absolute military superiority. In this case, I will definitely send a strong man to protect you, a young man who I have high hopes for. He probably thinks that I am the number one Skink Priest under the Snake God Prophet."

"When you enter the hiding place later, feel free to fight. Don't worry. Even if Neferata is inside, I will fight hard."

"Understood."

After passing through the fault, an iron fence appeared in front of everyone. A solid iron rod as thick as an arm was firmly inserted into the ground. Needless to say, it was opened and closed by a mechanism inside.

Althea wanted to show off the power of a pyromancer and melt these iron bars into molten iron, but Hilbot had already taken a step forward.

He took out a flat-head chisel and a large hammer from his backpack. He first used the chisel to create a notch on the top of the iron rod, and then held the hammer tightly. His muscles bulged in a short time, and his whole body seemed to grow in size out of thin air.

"Bang!" The hammer hit the chisel. After a violent roar, like a hot knife cutting through butter, a smooth gap appeared in the iron pipe.

"Let me just say that they have their own way to solve the problem. Miss Althea, Mrs. Kisli's ability to survive in this bad land is not just based on magic and the church." Oliveira stood there with her arms folded. , he didn’t want to use the sword gifted by the prince to do rough work. Killing people was his job, and he was not an engineer.

After a few jingling sounds and the sound of a large group of bats flapping their wings, the commandos understood that the familiar narrow tunnel battle was about to begin.

Mazov took out a glass bottle with a cloth plugged at the mouth, kicked open the iron pipe next to him, and shouted loudly,

"Come on, you little bastards, the motherland is behind us, and we have no way to retreat!" (End of Chapter)