Seeing this terrifying scene, the gray dwarf merchant instantly woke up from the shock.
His adventures that he wandered in the dark areas all year round, almost instinctively recognized the identity of the monster.
Tarakot's face suddenly changed, and he cursed and issued an order: "Damn it, it's the throat-locking monster! Hurry up, launch the golden crossbow arrow and aim at the monster!"
In fact, he didn't need to urge him at all, and the experienced gray dwarf warriors had already taken action.
They steadily lifted heavy crossbows and quickly installed fine gold arrows with sharp light.
Accompanied by the sound of arrows breaking through the air, dozens of special crossbow arrows roared up to the top of the cave, piercing through the thick stalactite columns that blocked the flight trajectory and disappeared from the deep cave.
Immediately afterwards, a strange cry of "gurgling" came from the top of the cave, and strands of aura-green blood kept dripping down.
The screams of the throat-locking monster were like frosted paper rubbing on the stone, which was creepy.
Although the power of the Essence Gold Crossbow Arrow is powerful, the throat-locking monster is also very flexible, especially on the top of the complex cave, which is like an octopus in the deep sea, and can move freely.
Seeing the seriously injured throat-locking monster trying to escape, the gray dwarf businessman Taracott's face changed and he shouted, "Don't let it run away. This guy is very revenge. If he runs away, he will be very likely to go with us. Hurry! Shoot it to death!"
Brian, who was standing by, saw this situation and did not choose to stand by.
Through the fluctuation of the spiritual ability field, he locked the escaped throat-locking monster. His thoughts moved slightly, and a pure force field energy began to condense.
In an instant, his palm seemed to turn into a huge iron plier. The "Bigby Grabbing Palm" appeared like lightning, easily locking the throat-locking monster that was running wildly on the top of the cave.
Just like an eagle catching a chicken, the throat-locking monster was grabbed by the huge dark blue palm, and easily sent it to the range of the gray dwarf soldiers...
Seeing this scene, the gray dwarf businessman suddenly showed joy. The throat-locking monster that made him extremely headache was actually able to be subdued by Brian so simply.
Of course, he also knew that it was not the time when he admired the other party and thanked him.
Tarakot immediately waved his arms and directed his gray dwarf warriors: "Good opportunity! Don't be ruthless, continue to release your golden crossbow arrows! Shoot it to death and shoot it so that it can't even recognize its mother! Avenge our two dead brothers!"
The arrows were raining like shuttles, galloping violently.
As each golden crossbow roar whistled by, the throat-locking monster's body was shot into a sieve.
After the battle, the old faces of these gray dwarves with bare heads and white beards showed an expression of great gratitude and a lifetime after the disaster.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Brian, I didn't expect you to be a mage with such a strong strength."
Taracott commanded his subordinates to clean the battlefield, and he ran to Bryan diligently, thanking Dai Xie, and saying with a little embarrassment and self-blame:
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Brian, I don't know that Mr. has such a strong strength, so I have offensive words about the arena before, please don't be surprised."
"It's okay." Brian shook his head indifferently, and said to Taracott with a slightly serious expression:
"You don't have to feel pressured for this. The purpose of my follower of the caravan is, in addition to the idle trouble, I mainly want to go to the ancient Orence City. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Of course, of course I understand."
Taracott instantly understood what Brian meant, then patted his thick chest, smiling and assured Brian:
"Sir, don't worry, with me Taracotte here, you will definitely be able to easily enter and exit the ancient Orence City."
Next, the caravan, led by Tarakot, continued to penetrate the tortuous and maze-like tunnel.
Time cannot be delayed, and every step forward is full of unknowns and adventures.
During this long journey, despite numerous difficulties and obstacles, such as the tenacious resistance of the Zetian Bearmen tribe, the fierce attack of the Taurus warriors, and even the mysterious appearance of the abyss demon, all threats appear insignificant under the protection of the legendary wizard, Bryan.
In the caravan, Brian was like a bright light in the dark, and could always use magical spells at critical moments to dispel all evil.
Every move and every spell of his movement was like an inspiring battle song, which made the members of the caravan feel awe and relieved.
As the owner of the caravan, Taracott couldn't help but admire and trust even more when he saw Brian's strength.
His attitude became more attentive as a result.
After about five days of the trip, the caravan finally arrived at the ancient Orence City with exhaustion and slight relief.
Brian stood on a fluent stalactite, looking at the land he had missed during his escape.
He was full of emotion and novelty in his heart.
At that time, he fled in a hurry to survive, so he was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery along the way.
Now that fate makes him stand here again, he naturally cannot miss the opportunity to observe.
At the city of Gu Orence, Brian stopped to look away and was deeply attracted by the scene in front of him.
What makes this city unique is that it does not have rough and rigid artificial buildings.
Towering stalagmites and upside-down stalactites, these natural masterpieces are skillfully used by the city's residents.
With patience matching the lifespan of the Dark Elves, they hollowed out the interiors of these boulders and transformed them into a family castle with a smooth and harmonious appearance but independent of each other.
Wherever Bryan's eyes reached, colorful magic flames were jumping, illuminating the exquisite carvings of buildings of various shapes that were comparable to magical skills.
These buildings are as gorgeous as dreams, and are so magnificent that they are dazzling.
In fact, the city of Old Orence itself is like a drow elves—refined, smooth, elegant.
Every stone and every carving here reveals a perfect fusion of nature and humanity.
More than tens of thousands of dark elves live here. They are comfortable and wealthy, love each other, and then go on blind dates after they kill each other.
Brian pulled down the brim of the hat, and as the caravan of the gray dwarf businessman Taracott, he traveled through many levels and went through twists and turns, he finally stepped into the heart of the city.
Along the way, the dark elves' investigations continued like stretches of boulders, making people breathless.
However, the scene in front of him made Brian confused.
What he saw and heard during the journey made him realize that everything here seemed different from what he remembered.
Although he has gone through countless hardships and so many years have passed, he still clearly remembers scenes in the game.
Deep in the dark area, the real source of chaos is the god Ross, the spider god queen, whom the Drow elves believe in.
This powerful god once tried to leap from medium divine power to higher level divine power, but was trapped in a brief slumber due to the impact of power.
While Rose was sleeping, the Drow priestesses in the dark area lost their ability to perform divine magic.
Faced with the sudden change, many unprepared priestesses fell into deep panic.
As the result is conceivable, this chaos triggered a series of chain reactions.
Chapter completed!