Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 41 Dungeon

The map? She put it last. From what she said, it was more valuable than all the treasures and equipment she had on her.

Garros glanced at her as she took out some coins, then looked intently at the Wanderer.

"Even if I kill you, all these things will be mine."

He said, "You're trading my stuff with me? It doesn't seem like it can buy your life."

The wanderer knelt on the scorched earth, holding a yellowed sheepskin map in her trembling hands. She had taken off her leather armor, and her inner clothes were already soaked with cold sweat. There were still traces of her companions' splattered blood on her forehead.

In the moonlight, the edge of the map in her hand faintly glowed with metallic luster, like anti-counterfeiting patterns woven with mithril threads, something that ordinary adventurers could never possess.

"If you kill me, you'll only get an ordinary map. You'll need a special method to see the path."

The wanderer begged, "I ask for nothing more than to survive. Please forgive my previous offense."

Garros did not answer. His tail gently rolled across the map. The edges of the dragon scales on the map were as sharp as blades, but they fit tightly under his control without scratching the map.

Garros picked up the map with his claws and looked at it carefully.

There were messy threads on it, and there was no trace of a map, as if it had been encrypted in some way.

"Lift your head and look straight at me."

"Tell me, where did a low-level adventurer like you get the clue to the legendary alchemical tool?"

Garros asked.

Although he was a young dragon, his words already had an unquestionable sense of command that made the wanderer subconsciously raise his head.

This was a naturally born, enormously evil dragon still in its juvenile stage. "We're so unlucky to have encountered such a dragon!" The wanderer was terrified, his body trembling under the gaze of the red iron dragon's black pupils. He said, "That's right."

She narrated the incident in fragments.

Because she was so frightened at the moment, her words were a little confusing, but Garros still understood the specific process.

in short.

The wanderer got this map from a rookie adventurer in the tavern through seduction and theft skills.

When drunk.

The rookie adventurer boasted that this map was related to the whereabouts of a legendary alchemical item. It came from the lost gray dwarf dungeon, and the place marked on it was [Marnes], which was where the dungeon was located in the past.

Thousands of gray dwarf corpses are buried in the underground city of Marnes.

It is said that its fall was due to the loss of control of a legendary alchemical item, which was then lost in the gray dwarf dungeon.

The gray dwarf dungeon Marnes.

It did exist and was prosperous for a time, producing many powerful weapons and equipment, and some ancient equipment is still circulating today.

It's just that times have changed and time has passed.

With the fall of Marnes and its burial by the earth, few people know where this underground city is located.

The news of the legendary alchemy tool still attracts many adventurers to explore, but they find nothing because they cannot find the address of Malnes.

The wanderer didn't believe it at first, because the novice adventurer's map recorded the location of the Malnes dungeon.

But later, an earl of her city-state became furious and issued a warrant for her arrest.

She then realized that the adventurer was the earl's son.

Because he was keen on adventure stories, the Earl's son stole the map from home and wanted to form a team to explore, but then he was hit hard by reality.

Before they left the city and formed a team, the money bag and map were all taken away by wanderers. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people and so many gossips, I probably wouldn't have been left with even my underwear.

Garros shook the map and said, "Your words sound like a fictitious story, not the truth."

The existence of the Gray Dwarf Dungeon was mentioned in his legacy. It was a dungeon buried in the torrent of history, and this was true.

As for the cause of its destruction, there are many different opinions. The most widely circulated one is the Wanderer's statement that it was destroyed by a legendary alchemical item that went out of control.

There are some other explanations besides this.

such as.

He touched upon the true meaning of alchemy and was not tolerated by the gods, and was punished and destroyed by the gods.

Well, among many bizarre statements, the credibility of the legendary alchemical item being out of control and destroyed is very high.

As for the gray dwarves.

This intelligent creature belongs to the dwarves. It has the strength of a dwarf and an excellent talent for forging. However, its personality is completely different from that of a normal dwarf. It is insidious and vicious, hates most races, and is generally not welcomed by any other biological race. It lives in dungeons all year round.

at the same time.

The wanderer eagerly assured him, saying, "I swear by the peace of my dead companions! I swear by my own grandparents! I am not lying!"

Garros grinned, "You know the price of deceiving a dragon is ten times worse than death."

He looked at the Wanderer and tossed the map back to her.

"Point out the location of the dungeon to me."

Hearing this, the Wanderer hesitated.

This was her only bargaining chip with the dragon in front of her, and she didn't want to throw it away.

After thinking for a moment, the Wanderer put on a humble and ingratiating smile and asked tentatively, "Honorable dragon, now that you know the coordinates of the dungeon, can you forgive my offense?"

offend?

Garros didn't care.

He smiled and said, "I swear in the name of my mother that I don't mind your offense and will allow you to leave my territory safely. A weak being like you is not worth my concern whether he lives or dies."

The situation is right in front of us.

The rogue had no room for bargaining, and fearing he would anger the dragon, he agreed, flattering it, and said, "I believe in your promise. A dragon's promise is more precious than a gem. A word from a dragon like you is worth a ton of gold."

Immediately.

The wanderer took the map and walked to an open space under the gaze of Garros. He raised the map to the moonlight and then tore it into pieces.

The fragments flew everywhere, but did not fall to the ground.

They danced and spun in the air, then gathered together again and turned into a new map.

Garros picked it up and looked at it again.

A portion of wilderness landscape is etched on it, including hemlock hills, wastelands, lakes, and forests. The carving is exquisite and delicate, and in the southeast corner, a circle is outlined with silver silk thread for special marking.

"According to the map, the Malnes Underground City is located under an abandoned mine."

The Wanderer flattered him, "With your strength and wisdom, you will surely obtain the legendary alchemical item and become a powerful dragon that terrorizes the wilderness."

Garros stared at the map and ignored her, just waved his claws at her. Samantha also stretched her head to look over curiously, her eyes fell on the map.

The wanderer slowly retreated.

Garros glanced at it but didn't stop it.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him from leaving, the wanderer turned and walked into the thick darkness, then ran for his life, not daring to stop for a moment, and shuttled between the huge hemlocks on the hills.

(End of this chapter)