The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's terrible. My body feels like it's about to fall apart. Master, I don't understand why the flames released by Warren can hurt me? Shouldn't I be completely immune to fire damage?

?"

"No, what Warren uses is not a flame in the ordinary sense, but [Hell Flame Breath]. This kind of demon fire from the deepest form of Baator Hell, in addition to having the high temperature of flame, it also comes with the same

The evil harm caused by evil. Your body is constantly aging, withering and rotting under the influence of evil harm." Zuo Si explained patiently.

This incident also reminded him that he should never take any kind of energy attack lightly.

Because it is difficult to tell with the naked eye whether the flames released by the enemy are ordinary flames, the "hell flame breath" from Baator Hell, or the "sacred flame" carrying positive energy.

"Evil harm? That's it!"

A look of realization appeared on Davian's face.

He used to wonder why the flames spurting from Warren's sword could hurt him, but now he finally figured it out.

While the two were talking, the dwarf Luger who had just run to the first floor came back bravely.

When he saw the walls and ground in the passage that had been melted by the "breath of hell flames", his eyes widened in shock. While patrolling the surroundings vigilantly, he asked in an uncertain tone: "What just happened?

Why is the Death Stalker missing?"

"Stop looking for him, I've already killed him." Zuo Si gave the answer straightforwardly.

"What! You killed Warren? Where's the body? This guy's head is worth thirty thousand gold coins!"

The thief Cora, who was originally lurking in the shadows, couldn't help but jump out.

Looking at this halfling, who was less than one meter tall and had twin ponytails, always giving people a very cute, playful and cheerful look, Zuo Si smiled and handed over the Holy Emblem of Bane, the God of Tyranny: "

The body was destroyed by magic. But I think this is enough proof."

"Oh my God! This...this is the holy emblem that Warren wears on his chest! With it, we can collect the reward of 30,000 gold coins!" Kers danced excitedly.

Like all bards, he also has the problem of bragging and spending money.

And he really likes to seduce married women.

So the overhead has always been quite large.

If you can get a share of several thousand gold coins at once, you can get all those difficult targets that you have been eyeing for a long time.

Just when Kers began to imagine the wonderful scene of "being slept together", the dwarf Luger immediately interrupted his fantasy: "We can't ask for this money! Because the three of us did not make any contribution at all in the battle.

, you are not qualified to share the bounty at all."

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"No! No! We helped! At least we helped kill some spider elves!" the poet retorted with reason.

"Are you sure you killed the spider elf yourself instead of following the ogre zombies to take advantage? Come on! Don't embarrass me! You haven't forgotten our rules, right?" The dwarf glared at Kers.

eyes questioning.

The poet was stared at and felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and responded: "Of course I remember. You can't take less money than a copper coin, and you can't take even a copper coin too much when you shouldn't take it."

"Very good! It seems you still remember." A satisfied expression appeared on Luger's face.

Unlike those of his kind who gradually became cunning when taking risks and regarded wealth as life, he never gave up his bottom line and principles as a dwarf.

"Oh - it seems that those lovely young women will have to wait for me for a while." Kelsi sighed helplessly.

Cora took the opportunity to joke: "I bet! If things continue like this, you may die from the pursuit of those cheating women's husbands before you die in the Lost City. If I remember correctly,

The last time you were caught raping, you jumped from a three-story building and almost broke your leg."

"Pfft hahahaha!"

The dwarf immediately laughed wildly when he heard this.

"Damn it! How many times have I said it! That thing was just an accident!" the poet roared angrily.

Seeing the three of them noisy and having a good relationship, Zuo Si finally gave Bann's Holy Emblem to the halfling thief, and proactively suggested: "I think I should take the bounty by myself or not."

That's too appropriate. How about this, I'll take 25,000 of the 30,000 bounty, and the remaining 5,000 will be divided between the three of you. Besides, I've just arrived in Waterdeep, and I have no idea where to go to collect the bounty."

"Are you sure? We didn't help at all just now, and we even escaped at the most dangerous moment." A trace of surprise flashed in Luger's eyes.

Because he has seen countless adventurers fighting against their companions for wealth and treasures, but he has never seen one take the initiative to give away money.

Zuo Si nodded seriously: "I'm very sure. What's more, turning around and running away just now was strictly speaking a correct choice. Because what Warren used was not ordinary flames, but [Hell's Breath], a kind of evil that contains

The terrifying flames of power. If you hadn’t run away, you would all have turned into ashes by now."

Zuo Si was not angry at all about the three people's escape behavior just now.

After all, fear of death is human nature.

When you find that your enemy is too powerful to defeat, it is absolutely normal to run away.

And when the halfling Korra was escaping, she didn't forget to drag him along.

What's more, the dwarf finally took the huge risk to lead the team back to have a look, which can be said to be the most benevolent and righteous.

Teammates like this are definitely good people among the adventurers from all walks of life.

"Damn it! I'm so embarrassed to hear you say that." Old Lu Ge blushed slightly.

"We are teammates. Mutual understanding is the minimum thing we must do. By the way, my guard was seriously injured just now. Although he has improved a lot after treatment, he no longer has the strength to continue fighting. He needs to be found urgently.

A safe place to rest."

Zuo Si took the opportunity to request to camp.

Because after treating the Dragonborn Knight, his healing magic was basically used up.

Although there is still a healing wand that can be used at critical moments, resting to restore spell slots and divine spell slots is the most ideal choice.

"No problem! We happen to know a dwarf temple on the second floor, which can provide us with a relatively safe place to rest."

Luger agreed without even thinking about it.

Because it’s not just Zuo Si and Davian who need a rest.

There is also the bard who used a lot of illusion magic in the battle just now.

No way!

Although the power of arcane and divine magic is astonishing, a single spell can often turn the tide of victory or defeat at critical moments.

But once it is used up, it can only be restored by sleeping for up to eight hours.

In this way, the group of five people sat there and rested for a few minutes, then quickly got up and continued on the road, walking along the intricate maze on the second floor, inevitably encountering some hunting teams of hobgoblins and dark elves along the way.

These guys have no intention of communicating at all, so fighting is almost inevitable.

The fighting lasted for more than two hours before finally reaching a secret door hidden in a crack in the wall.

Because it was too narrow, the larger dwarf and Davian could only move forward bit by bit sideways.
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