Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 323 The Lair
Girl's soup house, go in from the entrance of Twilight, and the first three-way intersection you encounter is directly opposite the female soup house.

Covered by the mist before, Angel could only vaguely see broken stones and spots of blood near the women's soup house.After getting closer now, he realized that the female soup house was much more dilapidated than he had imagined.The other surrounding buildings are intact, only the female soup house is mostly dilapidated from the outside.

Angor reckoned that it should have been destroyed by Sanders when he was exploring the lair here and fighting the dragonfly guards.

The female soup house is an oval building, like an egg cut in half.At first Angor thought it was a theater or a place related to performances, because only this kind of place that requires a large number of people to watch can be built so large.

It was later discovered that this is actually an entertainment venue for wizards, a more advanced gold selling cave.It is also a trader in the slave market, but the slaves bought and sold here are mostly beautiful men and women who mainly provide sex services, and are basically mortals.There are even low-level apprentices who come here voluntarily, hoping to obtain some resources by serving official wizards.

It is impossible for any human settlement to be absolutely clean.Angor has no prejudice against this kind of place, but he has never entered a similar place before.This time, it was the first time he went in. Unfortunately, there were no more magnificent beauties inside, only dilapidated gold and stone walls and gem ornaments.

There is no one in the outer hall, and directly in front of it is the wine fountain flowing with mellow red wine.Before he got close, he could smell the fragrance of the grapes, and the purple-red wine kept gushing out from the mouth of the dolphin statue, which was also mixed with a pale golden broken streamer.

This golden broken awn contains a strange energy. Angel stretched out his finger and smelled it. It seems that it has an ingredient similar to sulomone, which can soothe tired nerves, disrupt the reward and punishment mechanism of the brain, and even become addictive.In short, the red wine here is not just wine, it is actually a liquid drug.

Angel walked around the wine fountain, and under the resplendent murals, he saw a row of plants that made him feel complicated.

All he found in the magic plant shop outside were all non-advanced magic plants, and he didn't even have the desire to pick them up.But in the front hall of the women's soup house, he found that they used a row of low-level magic plants as a view. How could this not make him feel complicated?
"The snake mold that makes blood coagulation potion, Budanxun that can be used as an anesthetic just by smelling it, and the night branch that can produce moon ice..." Angel looked at this row of low-level magic plants, and couldn't help sighing. , Sure enough, those who earn money from desire are big dogs.

In a clump of nettles, Angel picked a seedling; in a branch of a tree in the night, Angel picked a branch.Then put it into the bracelet, not because he didn't want to take more, but because there is too little space for living things in his bracelet...

Bai picked up the magic plant worth nearly a hundred magic crystals, Angor's mouth revealed a secret joy, and he walked towards the inner hall in a happy mood.

Under the guidance of Sanders, Angel made it all the way to the outside of the inner hall where the lair was located.

Standing outside the closed door, Sanders whispered: "Nervous? If timid, we can reset the plan."

"Not nervous." Angel nearly closed his eyes with a smile, how could he be nervous.

Saunders heard the joy in Angor's words, and said appreciatively: "Are you excited? Because of the unknown adventure?" As a practical wizard, Saunders naturally hoped that his disciples would Afraid of the road ahead, rather than staying in an ivory tower and being heavily protected.

"Yes, I'm very excited." Angel rubbed his palms, looking ready to do something big: "This women's soup house is so rich that it directly inlaid magic crystals on the walls. I walked all the way , More than 50 magic crystals have been broken!"

Sanders: "..." I always thought you were moving slowly because you were cautious.So they were picking magic crystals?I didn't expect you to be like Angel!

"It's been almost an hour since you entered the women's soup house. According to your alchemy speed, do you think you can only earn 50 magic crystals in an hour?" Sanders almost pointed at Angel's nose Scold him for wasting time.

After Sanders said this, Angel felt that he seemed a little confused.After doing the math, he knew that if he really devoted his time to alchemy, it would be too easy to reach 50 magic crystals in an hour.As a result, he spent an hour breaking the magic crystal on the wall here?Not what a waste of time.

Although Angel realized it, he still felt: It's really cool to get something for nothing.

"Okay, breaking dozens of magic crystals is a trivial matter for the Bliss Pavilion. If they know that you have solved the colorful dragonfly nest in the inner hall, it will not be a problem to reward you with thousands of magic crystals."

When Angel heard this, he quickly waved his hands: "Teacher, please don't tell me about me." He was afraid that people would get to the bottom of it, and found that he was responsible for the source. But I can't afford to offend.

How could Sanders not understand his mind, and laughed and scolded him for being timid.

"Go in, you have to be careful. If the colorful dragonflies attack you, immediately release the nightmare and let the teacup band go to confuse them. I'm hiding in the fog on the top floor of the inner hall right now, so you only need to hold on for a second or two, hold on Just take the time for me to save you."

"En." Although Angel was not nervous, he began to act cautiously after being told so seriously by Sanders.

Gently pushed open the crack of the door and looked inside: there was a fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

After the door was opened for a few seconds, Angel didn't feel anything unusual, so he pushed the door lightly.

What you can see through the crack of the door is a gray mist, but after pushing the door completely open, Angel can vaguely see a huge monster in the gray mist!
Just from the indistinct black shadow, one can see how huge the object in the fog is.

Angor stood at the door without moving, and kept in touch with Sanders, talking about the huge black shadow.

"That's right, that's the nest of the colorful dragonfly. It will spew out a wave of parasites every once in a while, and then you can see it clearly." Sanders spoke quickly, obviously also in a state of war.

It didn't take long for Angel to see the grand occasion of "splashing light".

When the light was sprayed out, it seemed that a hurricane swept by, sweeping away the fog in the inner hall.Immediately afterwards, countless lights, like fireflies, swarmed out of the dimly lit inner hall. Angel saw it without any fear in his heart, and only thought it was a wonderful dreamy scene.

With these lights, Angel could clearly see the whole picture of the lair.

The inner hall of the female soup house is more than ten meters high, and the height of the nest is about seven or eight meters.The appearance of the nest is very strange, hundreds of balls, glued together by the yellow mucus, each ball has a dark channel, the light is emitted from the inside, it looks a bit like a honeycomb.

If they are creatures of collective consciousness, their nests are just delivery rooms, then are they like bees or ants, and the rest of the jobs are just to serve the females at the top of the pyramid?So this female is the queen of the whole nest?

Angor asked Saunders curiously.

"No. Last time I broke their nest, there were only nearly a hundred colorful dragonflies. They did not produce parasites by reproduction, but obtained a large number of parasites through some kind of ritual ability. Sanders paused: "It seems that the objects they reproduce are only colorful dragonflies."

After Sanders explained, he said to Angel, "They didn't attack you?"

Angel: "I followed colorful dragonflies along the way, but they just kept praising Sharapova and did nothing else. I didn't see those colorful dragonflies healed."

"You go in and walk slowly towards the lair."

Angel walked in, and after a while, Angel found that the colorful dragonflies appeared, and they greeted him with the word "8" flying.Sanders, who was hiding at the top of the women's soup house, also saw this scene.

When he came over last time, this group of colorful dragonflies went straight to the battle.Sanders killed a few at random and didn't care about them anymore. His most important purpose was to close the passage. These colorful dragonflies were kept for future research.

It was completely different from his previous situation. Even if the colorful dragonfly flew to Angel's side, it didn't move at all.

"Can you feel their emotions?"

"Yes, but their ability to express emotions is very poor. I can't guess many things, but I can be sure that there should be no malice towards me." Angel said very conservatively. I thought of words to praise Sharapova, but like the colorful dragonfly, the vocabulary is extremely poor, either as bright as moonlight, or the queen's favor, or the honorable lord, it seems that there are no other words available.

Hearing this, Sanders breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, now you test the bottom line of their tolerance to you, you walk towards the nest, and then climb to the top of the nest step by step, the passage is there!"

"Remember, once they don't let you go, your mission is complete, and then you back out, and I will meet you outside."

According to what Sanders said, Angel tried the bottom line of the colorful dragonfly step by step.

But Angor later discovered that the colorful dragonfly had no bottom line for him at all.Angel climbed to the top of the nest, and saw the channel that sprayed thin mist, and the colorful dragonflies did not block it.

When he left the women's soup house safe and sound, Sanders came out from the side and patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It seems that the status of 'Sharapova' is not low in the Nightmare Realm. Originally, I I have also prepared a few breakout plans, but it seems that they are unnecessary now. As long as the passage on your side can be closed smoothly, then the fog event this time is really not a big deal. For these parasitic people, It’s still a good thing.”

Sanders took Angel to a manor, where a male lion roared outside the manor.

"This is the private residence of 'Cangshi' Dedvia."

(End of this chapter)