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Chapter 265 Poverty Limits Imagination

Dokrama Werewolf Forest thousands of kilometers away from the underground city

"What?! That old ghost in the dungeon kidnapped Fiona?!" After Wendell heard the housekeeper who hurried back reported that his precious daughter was missing in the dungeon, he patted the table to make a mark, and then stood up He got up and blew his beard and asked loudly, "What is the old ghost's condition?!"

"No, master, Miss is lost in the dungeon alone, I would like to ask you to send some people to look for it with me." Butler Aston hurriedly explained.

"Stop talking! It's definitely Fiona who was kidnapped by that old ghost in the dungeon! Only that old bastard can do such a vile thing!" Wendell's eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"No, sir, please listen to me"

"I'm going to peel off that old ghost's skin and hang it on the bedside to make a lantern!" Wendell was so angry now, "Notify the guards! Set off for me to go to the dungeon now!"

"Master?" Just when the butler was about to explain, he was stunned when he heard that the leader only planned to bring his personal guards there.

What Aston is afraid of is that the leader will be angry and take all the guards at home. Werewolves are living creatures and are not opponents of the undead. In addition, there are only a few thousand high-level werewolves in a dormant state. They are completely helpless in front of tens of thousands of death knights.

The most important thing is that the eldest lady got lost on her own. What would the other party do if they mobilized a large force to go to the dungeon to ask for someone? In the end, it is very likely that the lady will never come back.

But now, the angry lord did not lead the army like a madman, but brought his six elite guards, which was a bit beyond the steward's expectation.

"Do you think I will send troops over there?" Wendell seemed to see the surprise of the housekeeper, and snorted coldly, "I sent a large army over there, what should I do if the old ghost tears up the ticket?"

When the butler heard it, he immediately showed a look of 'Yes!Why didn't I think of it? ' expression, then quickly nodded and replied: ".Yes. Yes, what should I do."

"So, all we can do is negotiate with each other, and Fiona's safety is our priority!" The thoughtful Wolf King looked at the night outside with a confident look, with a faint green light bursting out of his eyes, revealing a He said with a disdainful expression: "Huh! Isn't it just a few energy blocks! That old man is so poor and crazy! After so many years, his methods are still so despicable!"

The housekeeper listened nearby and didn't know what to say.

When Aston came back, he passed through the teleportation array outside the dungeon, arrived at Glory City, and then quickly went to the werewolf forest hidden in the secret teleportation array on the north side of Ogris - this teleportation array is It is specially set up for Fiona's visit to Ogris City.

When Aston went to the dungeon with her before, he deliberately took a long way around, just because he was afraid that he would be affected by the war on Ogris' side. When the butler returned this time, he found that Ogris had already ceased fighting.

Of course, he didn't pay much attention to this, and neither did Wolf King Wendell. He was currently thinking about what tone to use when meeting the old ghost in the dungeon later.

"The attitude must be high! Don't let that old boy see the joke! Do you understand!"

"Understood, my lord!"

On the way to the dungeon, Wendell kept giving instructions to the guards behind him. At this time, each of them was wrapped in a brown traveling robe to cover their bodies, and at the same time they kept their breath restrained. From the appearance, they looked like Just like a bunch of normal people.

After listening to the leader's admonition, seeing everyone showing a menacing look, the butler suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart:
The lady just got lost by herself, if she went to ask the dungeon lord Xingshi for this matter, the other party would definitely think that this side was looking for trouble, and then she would be turned away here, and if that was the case, the lady would never be found again up!
Thinking of this, the housekeeper was afraid for a while, and finally felt a slap in the face: No matter what, the people in the dungeon must not know!Absolutely don't let your master have any contact with the soldiers in the dungeon!Must find Miss as soon as possible and go back!

After secretly making up his mind, Aston led a few people to speed up the pace. When they arrived at the dungeon, it was already midnight.

"Welcome to the dungeon, customer number 386275."

The moment the dusty Wendell stepped into the dungeon, the voice assistant suddenly rang in his ears. At that moment, the werewolf leader jumped immediately, as did the other guards, leaving only the butler standing there alone.

"SB." An adventurer passing by saw Wendell's appearance, and immediately shook his head and laughed.

"What did you say, kid?!" Wendell growled over there with his glaucoma eyes wide open.

"Master! It's important to find a lady! It's important to find a lady!"

The butler stopped the leader who was about to erupt and the few behind him. It is really not suitable for a conflict here, otherwise it will be over if the group of undead are brought over.

Thinking of the undead, the steward suddenly found a group of death knights walking towards them not far away - they were going to change shifts in other teleportation formations.

"You're here just in time!" Just when Wendel was about to go up, he was pulled back by the housekeeper again: "Wait a minute, sir! The lady is over there!"

Aston hurriedly pointed in the direction of the commercial street and shouted loudly, then several other guards raised their heads and sniffed the air, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, sir, although it is quite faint, we can feel the breath of the eldest lady."

Hearing this, the butler immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It is the strength of the werewolves to distinguish and find specific people based on their breath, but the farther the distance, the more professional experts are needed. The ability to distinguish popularity by distance.

Although their levels are the same, there is still a huge gap in strength.

As soon as Wendell heard that his daughter was in the brightly lit bustling neighborhood on the left, he realized that the entire underground city in front of him seemed very different from what he remembered, even though it was midnight and the only people coming and going were you. However, the magnificent modern buildings in front of him still made the Wolf King feel that this city was extraordinary.

"Not only are there a lot of adventurers coming and going here, but there are also a lot of ordinary people, right?" Wendell held his chin and looked at this modern city quietly, "How many humans are there? 5000? No, at least more than 1 More than [-] people!”

"More than 1 people?!"

The surrounding guards were immediately surprised, and then kept sniffing the air. Indeed, as the leader said, there are quite a lot of human breath left here, almost catching up with a normal human city.

The butler was a little speechless. He and Fiona came in during peak hours. Judging from the dense traffic at that time, it must have been at least 10. Maybe the leader had never seen so many people.

But no matter what, finding the young lady is the most important thing now, and everything else can be put aside!
"Tsk, tsk, I really didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing him, that old ghost actually learned how to build a city? That stone head finally figured it out."

Wendel, who was still very irritable before, now looks extremely calm and doesn't look like his daughter has been lost at all.

"Master, can we hurry up, the lady is waiting!"

Aston kept urging from the side, he didn't want to waste a second here now, and it was really worrying not to see Fiona's safety—in a sense, he really hoped that Miss It was captured by the demon lord, at least he knew that he still took good care of the children of the neighbors around him, and this was why Wendell didn't panic after arriving here.

After a group of people commented on this modern city, they began to walk towards the direction with Fiona's breath on the left without haste.

Although it is now in the middle of the night, the sound of some snack bars is still quite prosperous, and other nightclubs are also very popular. Although it is not comparable to that on Happy Street, it is better than the one outside that is completely dark at night. The environment of sleepy head sleep is so high that I don't know where to go.

Wendell walked in the middle of the empty pedestrian street with his hands behind his back like a stroll in the courtyard. Except for the bright street lights, there were night snack shops with bursts of fragrance on both sides—generally there were places for late night snacks, and most of them were nearby. A dance hall in operation.

"There are a lot of humans in there." Wendell stopped in front of a nightclub and looked up and said, "Ordinary people only have 1 or 2 points of energy, but if it increases, it will be considerable. But it is a pity that even if there is 1 Ten thousand people, that's only 1 or 2 points of energy. These can be achieved with only a dozen high-level adventurers. How can that old ghost be short-sighted and kill all the fourth-level adventurers? I really don't know What did that guy think?"

"Yes, you are right, master, can we hurry up, the lady should not be far away from us." The closer he was to Fiona, the more anxious Aston became.

When Wendell saw it, he frowned and said, "Why panic, that old bastard wouldn't dare to do anything to my daughter!"

"It's not me." Just halfway through, Aston suddenly realized, yes, the adventurers in this city are generally level 10 to 15, with a maximum of 20. Forget about other ordinary gangsters like weak chickens, a lady. What dangers can a werewolf at level 40 encounter?
Thinking of this, Aston, who was in a hurry to urinate, immediately calmed down.

Wendell looked at him, smiled, and said, "Let's go, it's time to meet that old ghost, I have a lot to say to him!"

"Vickers, how are things going?"

On the street in the middle of the night, Lott asked the goblin who was observing the situation in the domain hall while running quickly in the direction of Central Park.

Vickers: "Everything is going well so far. Ms. Deacon has cleaned up the 10 sheep-headed monsters, and they were blown into ashes the moment they just left the portal." '

"That's good."

Vickers: "My lord, although the main targets have been cleared, is it really appropriate for you to go to the front line to deal with the remaining ones yourself?" '

"It's just a matter of exercising your muscles. If it's too dangerous, you won't let it go. Of course, you can only find these miscellaneous fish to practice your hands."

As soon as he spoke, Lott had already arrived at the broad central square, and now it was midnight, and there seemed to be quite a lot of people here, most of them were gangsters, hooligans, hooligans and so on.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Lott discovered an inexplicable sense of oppression, which came from directly opposite him 300 meters away - there were several figures entering the square, and at this time, a group of gangsters who were close to him surrounded him.
Vickers: 'My lord!The monster breaks through the defense line!Behind you!Get out of the way! '

(End of this chapter)