Dimensional Eroders

　　 The next morning, the white waves who had no idea about the ‘branch task’ chose to meet with Uncle Che to trade the last ‘burning blood’. At the same time, he also had the idea of ​​knocking on the side, to see if he could dig out some clues from the opponent?

　　I haven't seen him for a few days. He has already completed the main line and intends to do a big ticket sale. His expression is not good, and his body smells even more unpleasant. In the face of Bailang's temptation to do nothing, he responded heartily, but the key information was tight-lipped, not leaked, and the sense of confidentiality was quite in place.

　　 After the short transaction was over, the uncle Che who still had important matters hurriedly said goodbye, neither staying nor polite.

　　 Watching him go away, smelling the unfinished smell in the air, Bai Lang narrowed his eyes.

　　 "The sewer?"

　　...

　　 The smell of Uncle Che is not as simple as stepping on a pool of sewage silt by mistake, it has obviously been smoked for several days. Even though he tried to take a bath and sprinkled cologne, he couldn't conceal the outstanding breath.

　　 Just simple reasoning, it is not difficult to understand why his expression is so stinky? He wandered in the launching system for several days, but the team with the strongest advantage didn't come in handy. He was **** when he was happy.

　　 "Is that group of orcs hiding underground?"

　　 Bai Lang suddenly remembered something and immediately took it out.

　　 [You have obtained the quest props, the remains of Frost’s warriors, with some information remaining on it. 】

　　 This tattered wreck is the trash that was taken out of the'Devil's Key' on the night his hero saved the United States. Only the ‘props’ were displayed without any explanation. But from the analysis of the burrowing worm’s habits, this warrior was probably killed and eaten underground, and eventually turned into a ‘clue’ to guide himself.

　　 "So, where is the clue?"

　　 Bai Lang studied carefully, and found nothing strange. At the same time, he still has one last question. If he is "Haagenda Broken Ice", when he learns that his tribe has been kidnapped, why not go home and ask for help, but stay underground instead of going there? And I have never heard of the news that orcs attacked the camp.

　　 With full of puzzlement, he stuffed the ‘Warrior Wreck’ into a backpack, and went to the old almighty doctor again.

　　...

The old man who was still picking his nose and shooting at the circular bullseye on the faint yellow wall, heard the sound of pushing the door, glanced at the door, and sighed in pain and helplessness: "My master, why are you here again? !"

　　 "I'm making an appointment to register, and you will pay for it!"

　　 Bai Lang shrugged, the only one he knew and knowledgeable in the camp was this old man. With that, he put two bottles of good wine on the desk.

　　 "Don't say it so ugly, I'm an angel in white who charges on time, not a technician in white. What are you doing this time?" The old man accepted the gift and his attitude improved instantly.

　　 Bai Lang put the backpack in front of him: "Help me study it and see what information is left on it? After studying for a long time, there is no clue."

The old man opened the chain curiously, his face collapsed, and he cursed in a low voice, "I'm not a forensic doctor! Fortunately, I have done it." However, his expression quickly became weird, and he said impatiently, "I didn't tell you last time, don't Has the'burning blood' been investigated?"

　　 "Don't worry, I already know it. I'm investigating the fall of'Haagenda Broken Ice' recently and plan to kill it. I'm a good person. But it's hidden in the sewer, and I can't locate it. This thing is a clue."

　　 "Sewer?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly, "No wonder!"

After studying for a while, the old doctor twisted out a piece of heavily rusted iron from the wreckage, and said to Bailang: "Yes, there is a piece of iron in the monster's body. Although it is severely worn, it can barely be identified. It is a subway station seven kilometers away. If this information is accurate, it is still very valuable, and you can sell it to the camp."

　　 "What if I do it myself?"

　　 Bailang obviously understands what the old man meant, and selling the news of'Haagenda' can reap the friendship in the camp. However, he received the "Missing Mouth Mission", but he can specify any ability to become a spatial certification skill. This value is too great, and Bailang does not want to miss it.

　　 After curing the four ability columns, he fully realized that the higher the grade, the more benefits of feedback. ‘Frostwolf Totem’ gives back two attribute points per level. What if it’s replaced with a rarer ability? In the case of equal ability columns, the higher the quality, the stronger the one.

"If you want to die, go. If there is no news from you within three days, I will sell this news." The old man is not Bailang's father, of course he won't be used to him. If you want to die, go to death. No one stops you. .

　　 "Tell me the full address."

　　...

　　 After obtaining the address, Bai Lang left the building, wandered around the camp, and began to purchase supplies and ammunition to spend all his wealth. A few days before the return, regardless of the success or failure of this orc mission, it was his last shot. So be more solemn and create a sense of ritual!

　　 After spending all his savings, he filled up the storage space and bought a ‘Little Sheep Pedal Battery Car’ from Uncle Che. Compared with a roaring motorcycle, the Little Sheep is not only lighter, but also has low noise. It is very suitable for traveling alone in the city, and it is not easy to cause monsters to gather.

　　 Hmm... Bailang wouldn't say that he can't ride a motorcycle at all.

　　 It was noon after the purchase was completed, so he left directly. Prepare to arrive at the destination in the afternoon, observe the stepping points in advance, rest in the depths of the city for a night, and then start the final hunt.

　　...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the tall and majestic Lang brother rode a small sheep across the danger zone, and finally arrived at the destination. He fired his rifle, repelled a group of monsters, and properly placed the small sheep. Then he fumbled all the way and walked to the subway station. .

After 　　, it took two hours to figure out the structure of the subway station~www.NovelMTL.com~ The inside was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. This place was occupied by several groups of monsters as a lair, and then he emptied them all at once. They were all weak scum, and no trace of the existence of orcs was found.

　　 went forward with a flashlight. He found huge footprints in the east passage of the subway tunnel. Bailang, who inherited the incomplete memory of "Snowflake Face", recognized that this was the footprint of the orc, and followed it all the way.

　　 Deep into the tunnel for a distance of one kilometer, not only can I not see my fingers, but the air is muddy and dull, humid and sultry, and breathing is hard. In the dead silence, a small sound came from my ear, like a mouse crawling around, making people's hair creepy.

　　 In the tunnel, he even found traces of crawling by the burrowing monster, destroying the ground. Some railroad tracks were bitten off and eaten, and the residue and tooth marks after chewing were clearly visible.

　　 made him realize the danger here.

　　...

　　 With the help of the flashlight, he finally found the location where the orcs' footprints disappeared, the underground tunnel connected to the sewer interface, and the stench came from it. Should the group of orcs be entrenched here?

　　 Bai Lang put on a gas mask, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and decided to sink in and explore the way. What if it is too difficult? Then give up the task.

Sure enough, this city has the'prime mistress, countess, blood crow'. As a new self, digging into the'evil sewer' at the lower level of the subway tunnel is not just challenging the first boss at the bottom of the tunnel,'Hagen Darth angry?

　　 Bailang had a strong premonition. The group of orcs neither left nor attacked the camp. They were not found for a long time. Obviously, they had died a long time ago and turned into undead zombies without wisdom. They wandered around and did not disperse.

Do not believe? Then wait and see!

　　 took a deep breath, Bai Lang pulled the rope, and after confirming the tightness, he jumped in.