MTL - System Supplier-Chapter 1430 Dimasson's treasure trove, weird creatures in the dungeon
"This is my Lord, Your Highness Auduin!"
Back at Lava Castle, Dimassen summoned hundreds of thousands of demons and met Auduin together.
"Scums, bugs, **** to the great Lord Auduin! Hurry up! Whoever moves a little slower will die!"
You ca n’t ask for too many creatures like demons. Even when Dimasson threatened death, the sight-seeing ceremony of kneeling and scratching his head was still a mess and chaotic.
Dimasson chopped off hundreds of heads in a row to finish the meeting.
"My lord, this is all my treasures, please smile!"
After the meeting ceremony was completed, Dimassen took Auduin to the main hall of Lava Castle, and opened Dimassen's treasure house.
Inside ... messed up.
The demons with chaotic nature, even if they are collecting treasures, cannot be neatly arranged, they can only be lost in a mess.
Soul Crystal! A lot of soul crystals!
In the lower planes, whether it's the abyss or hell, the soul is the universal hard currency. These soul crystals, like the gold coins of your planes, are money.
"These things ... are a bit useful."
Auduin has a sorcerer profession, and these soul crystals are suitable as casting materials. Whatever "healing stone" or "soul stone" requires soul crystal as material.
In addition to these soul crystals, there are a variety of weapons, armor and magic equipment.
"Well? This is ..."
In Dimasson's collection, Auduin saw a crown. A black crown. The crown made of black satin gold is inlaid with a jewel that faintly reveals silver and silver.
On this crown, Auduin sensed a strange breath.
Reaching for a hand, Auduin grabbed the black crown in his hand. The surge of power from the crown on the crown felt even more pronounced.
"What is this? Where did you get it from?"
This crown is clearly "spiritual." This is a "psychic warlock" or "psychic warlock" equipment.
The "ideal" power of the psychic warlock that interferes with reality is exactly what Li Yu intended to study from the beginning.
Just because the body is too strong, it is not convenient to operate. Victor hasn't had time to toss the underground world of the theme, and hasn't gone to scourge the heart-stealer.
Now, he found the equipment of the psionic warlock in the abyss. Did a demon rush to the abyss?
"This crown ..."
Dimassen touched his head, and burst out a series of Mars, without even remembering, "My lord, I ... I ... forgot."
The mind is a good thing, unfortunately ... you don't.
Auduin shook his head reluctantly, reached out his hand, and sent the Psion's crown into the system resource library.
Since it is something that the ontology needs to study, it is directly handled by the ontology.
"The other things in the treasure house are also a bit useful."
With another wave, Auduin swept away Dimasson's treasure house.
Auduin's current strength is not too strong. These weapons and equipment, as well as some magical props, can be used to some extent.
"My lord, there is a group of prisoners in the dungeon of the castle, please dispose of it."
Out of the treasure trove, Dimassen reported another news to Auduin.
"Prisoner?"
Does the devil take prisoners? Didn't it just shred? Auduin became somewhat interested. "What prisoner? Lead the way."
"My lord, that's a bunch of elves."
"Elf?"
Auduin was stunned.
The elven ran to the abyss? What's happening here? Isn't that how you're looking for death?
In the harsh environment of the abyss, one breath will kill you. These elves were held in the dungeon by Dimassen, but they were not dead yet?
As Dimasson stepped into the dungeon, Auduin saw the elves.
There are only twenty elves in total.
Although they were breathless and exhausted, they were still full of vitality and showed no signs of death.
"It's been so long since I came to the abyss, and I finally encountered a creature that looked good to me."
Glancing at the elves in the cage, Auduin nodded with a smile.
Elves are indeed one of the most beautiful creatures in the multiverse. The appearance of these elves, even Auduin, was a bit stunning.
This should be the aftermath of the abyss!
After staying in the abyss for a while, all I saw were crooked dates and crooked jujubes.
The only thing that catches the eye is the succubus. Without looking at those hoofs, Auduin could bear it.
But ... seeing the pair of black hoofs that kept on flaming, Auduin said that as a leg control, he couldn't bear it.
The group of elves in front of him finally let Auduin see something that was in line with aesthetics.
"Elf, tell me your origins!"
Auduin went to the cage, glanced at the elves inside, and asked ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ humans? No, not humans. The breath on you is very strange. Like a dragon, like a demon, and a little human. It's so strange. "
A delicate elf girl stood up and stared at Auduin with a doubt on her face.
Ok? How could this be?
Ulduin was shocked. This elf girl completely saw his essence. Dragon soul, human memory, and the demon's rebirth style make Auduin's breath strange.
But ... this extremely subtle difference is not obvious to anyone.
"who are you?"
Auduin stared blankly at the elf girl.
In this elf girl, and even in all these elf, Auduin felt a **** gas, which was not the elf's breath.
"Demon, you can't think of it! We Silvermoon Elves will not yield!"
At this time, beside the elf girl, another female elf shouted angrily.
"Did you tell me your origin intentionally? Hehe, it's fun!"
Auduin sneered. Silvermoon elf sounds holy. But ... the goddess of the moon in this world is not a kind god. The goddess of the moon is also called the goddess of the blood moon. Silvermoon ... That's what these elves claimed.
The followers of the Blood Moon Goddess are best known as ... Vampires!
A group of vampire elves? What a strange creature. No wonder in this environment of the abyss, the vampire elf is completely different from the normal elf.
"Vampire Elf? A believer in Blood Moon? Good!"
Auduin reached out his hand, and a tumbling black axe appeared in his hand. Holding a large axe, pointing at the vampire elves, Auduin's cold voice sounded in the dungeon.
"Submit, or die!"
