Crassus showed a long-lost smile: "I will write to you when we leave this place."

No longer able to think of any reason why he should go into the cave alone, Zeratul finally had to agree to the Zerg traveling with him. There was no doubt that the Protoss was very happy to have him by his side.

Strong arms make entering the black insect lair less daunting.

Of course, this trip is still full of dangers.

But Zeratul knew that someone had to do this, and he believed that this opportunity was rare. It was not that he felt good about himself, but that the preliminary preparations made him feel that he had made the right choice.

The two finally decided: Let X lead the way first, and then switch to Zeratul to lead the way when Zeratul recognizes the surrounding environment. X tied his battle ax behind his back, because the passage was too narrow, and the huge battle ax could not be used at all.

There is no use for it. The Zerg pulled out a long dagger from his arms. The dagger will not be restricted here.

"I am here to stand guard for you," Crassus promised as they left. "I will never be discovered by the Black Worm."

The underground spirits used this tunnel to transport ore, which created excellent conditions for the two of them. Otherwise, even Zeratul would have difficulty finding a suitable entrance. Most of the time in the tunnel, Kes could only hold his arms tightly against each other.

Beside him, he held a dagger, stared straight ahead, and listened to the sounds around him with bated breath.

The sounds at the front of the tunnel were getting louder, and Zeratul hoped that the noise would work to their advantage. The loud noise might distract the smoldering creatures, and eventually they would ignore the presence of Zeratul and the zerg.

At this time, a dim light appeared in front of him, illuminating the curved tunnel. Kes seemed a little nervous, and Zeratul put a hand on his shoulder.

"If I remember correctly," Zeratul whispered, "After entering the cave, the black worm should have taken the passage on the left."

Kes snorted to express his understanding and continued to move forward. The road ahead was getting brighter and brighter, and the noise was almost crazy.

The scene before them was even more chaotic and chaotic than what Zeratul had seen before.

There were at least twice as many underground spirits in the cave than what we saw that time. Every underground spirit was walking around in a hurry, as if their lives would be in danger if they stopped... and that may be the case.

Several underground spirits were busy breaking several large piles of ore, while other underground spirits were constantly adding fuel to the towering furnace. There were some huge pots attached to several chains. The molten metal was continuously poured into huge molds.

On the other side of the hole are several giant vats filled with water, into which the molds, already filled with molten metal, are then placed.

Several underground spirits were busy taking out a mold that had been placed in the barrel. The huge barrel was emitting streams of steam. The underground spirits in the steam were already sweating profusely.

Far to the right, two armors that had been cast were abandoned aside. Because there were some minor cracks in the armors, no matter how Black Worm used them, these armors were just a pile of scrap iron.

"I still don't understand why they did this." Zeratul muttered, "Doesn't Chen Feng want to make a set of armor for himself?"

Crassus frowned and said: "That guy can do anything..."

Trying not to think about this matter, the Xingling tribe looked carefully at the left side of the cave. There was indeed a path there, leading to a huge passage. He remembered that Chen Feng had walked there.

"That's it! Let's go there!"

Kes nodded, but stopped Zeratul: "There are underground spirits below, please wait a moment."

The underground spirits that Krasus was referring to were busy transporting away the rubble left after mining. Zeratul carefully looked at the progress there and immediately realized that they would stay there for a long time.

"We have to get them away, or distract them, X..."

"You might as well try the ban."

Zeratul thought about the contents of the bag on his waist, and then looked into the hole. There were several things in the bag that might be useful——

But just when he put his hand into the bag, Chen Feng's violent voice suddenly came out. The huge cave shook involuntarily. "Mekluo! I'm back! It should be okay this time, I want to

Or I’ll eat every single one of you… and make you my appetizer!”

Far away in the cave, an underground elf wearing an apron that Zeratul saw last time suddenly started running. He kicked the working underground elf a few times, urging them to speed up, and then walked quickly towards the upper passage. He

He kept mumbling along the way, and Zeratul's keen ears told him that the underground spirit was talking about some calculation formulas.

Before Mekluo could reach the entrance of the tunnel, the black worm stepped out of the entrance.

Kes cursed a few words casually - the Zerg had never seen how obsessed Chen Feng was with this transformation - but luckily, Kes's curses were drowned out by the roar of the giant insect.

"Meklo! You're a useless guy, worse than a bug! I can't bear it anymore! Have you made new armor?"

"Two are made! Two, my master! Do you see it?" He said and pointed in a direction, where several underground spirits were struggling to drag a pair of huge metal armors out of the mold.

It has been cooled in a giant wooden barrel, but the two armors still have residual heat and hiss. It is enough to burn a person seriously.

"I hope it's stronger than last time! Those two were so useless last time!"

The grey-haired underground spirit nodded quickly and said solemnly: "This armor is made of the finest metals! It's stronger than steel! With the support of your strength, these two armors can block any impact.

, it feels as light as a feather when worn on the body.”

As if to emphasize this point, the elves who forged the first armor easily carried it for a while. Zeratul thought that transporting this armor would require ten times the number of elves.

Chen Feng looked at the armor with longing. When the hot and red armor passed by him, his breathing quickened.

"We just need to put it in the water tank now, and after a short period of time, then-"

"No!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted.

The old underground spirit couldn't help but shuddered: "What - what do you mean, my master?"

Chen Feng stared at the armor intently, his eyes almost crazy: "I want to wear it now!"

"But the waste heat above will only increase your burden. Because of actual needs, the bolts must also be red hot. You should really be more cautious and wait-"

The giant black insect suddenly stretched out a claw and stepped heavily on the ground, very close to Mekluo: "Now..."

"Okay, Master Chen Feng! Do it immediately, my master Chen Feng! Move quickly, you lazy fools!" Mekluo shouted at the underground spirits who were transporting the armor.

Just as they turned around, Chen Feng walked towards a huge and open space next to the wall. Zeratul and the Zerg looked at the giant insect lying on the ground in confusion, with the right side of its body exposed. The huge cracked

There were still flames shooting out of the wound from time to time.

"Bring it over quickly!" Chen Feng shouted, "Hurry up!"

"What are they going to do with that armor?" the Protoss muttered.

Kes shook his head, as if the monk Zhang Er was confused.

"Get the bolts ready, get the bolts ready!" Mecro ordered, "The higher the temperature, the better!"

A dozen dungeons divided into two groups and began to place a giant fire tong in the furnace. Zeratul saw them take out a huge bolt from the furnace, at least as big as a zerg.

"Hammer team! Prepare the hammer!"

There was a grinding sound from the right side of the secret room. A dozen underground spirits pulled a catapult-like machine towards Chen Feng. There was a huge metal head on the machine. One end of the metal head was flat, and there were some iron chains attached to the machine.

and pulleys, Zeratul couldn't guess the purpose of the entire machine.

"Armor!" Chen Feng became impatient, "Bring it quickly and do as I say!"

The underground spirits hurriedly brought the armor over. When they were close to Chen Feng's body, they swayed left and right a few times, not because the armor was too heavy, but because the airflow exhaled from Chen Feng's mouth was too strong, making these small underground spirits unable to move.
Chapter completed!