I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 140 The Result of the Battle

"Cyrion, what do you think?"

Wilder consulted the captain's opinion.

"I agree!"

Cyrion acted almost without hesitation.

As the heatwave relentlessly poured in from the tunnel, the air in the central hall was gradually warming up.

What's frightening isn't just the temperature, but also the smoke that's starting to appear.

Presumably, an unimaginable raging fire was burning outside the cave, which sent thick smoke into the depths of the cave through the narrow opening.

Once the smoke in the central hall reaches a certain concentration, the team is likely to experience suffocation and poisoning.

We can't stay here for long.

After Cyril made his statement, he consulted with the other members, and there were no objections.

The team is ready to depart.

Based on the kobolds' architectural style, the next section of the journey will take you through their most prized trap area, which is also the biggest challenge in exploring the kobold cave.

The team had already traversed two dungeons, and Wilder had even gone through one alone, so he knew their traps like the back of his hand.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still used the [Mirror Image] spell.

A thick white fog dissipated, and three false gods, identical to Wilder, appeared from the air, performing actions exactly like the original owner.

They will walk at the front, leading the way for the team.

At the same time, Maeve cast a Blessing spell on the entire team, slightly increasing their Agility and Constitution.

In addition, there's Lyle with his extraordinary vision and Joffrey with his keen hearing.

The team almost achieved perfect success.

Yes, almost.

"Holy shit!"

With a curse, Gru fell to the ground.

There were no traps, no mechanisms, not even a small stumbling block.

The dwarf, overly excited about the kobolds' treasure, tripped and fell flat on his face for the nervous squad.

So, the team relaxed and passed through the trap area in the cave, arriving at the back hall of the nest.

The heatwave and smog hadn't reached here yet, and the air was already much fresher.

"boom"

There was another noise outside the cave.

However, since they had gone deep into the cave, the soil on the cave ceiling was thicker, and they were farther from the cave entrance, so the sound of the explosion sounded somewhat muffled.

Did the red dragon unleash its dragon breath again?

Or did the investigation team launch a second wave of attacks?

Will this attack determine the victor?

The team members remained silent for a long time, speculating about the battle on the surface.

"Let's keep going."

Cyrion's words interrupted everyone's thoughts.

There are two tunnel entrances on the rock wall of the back hall, one slightly wider and the other slightly narrower.

Based on Wilder's experience from his last infiltration of the crypt, the wider one should be a storage room, which would make it easier to move large items.

However, they first went into the slightly narrower one.

First, eliminate any remaining survivors in the cave, then you can safely go to the storage room to select your treasures.

As expected, just as Wilder had thought, the tunnel led to the kobold leader's room.

Aside from a wooden bed and bottles and jars on the floor, there was only a long knife in the corner.

This beast was so eager to pay his respects to the Red Dragon that he didn't even bring his weapons with him.

Gru picked up the long sword and flicked the rusty blade with his hand.

"Pig iron can't even sell for a single silver coin."

After saying that, he threw the long sword aside with a look of disgust.

"boom"

Another muffled sound.

It seems the fighting outside is still ongoing.

The team remained silent for a while, speculating about the battle situation on the ground.

"Let's go."

Cyrion led his men away and finally arrived at the kobolds' storage room.

Gru was greatly disappointed!

In fact, judging from the configuration of one kobold leader and thirty ordinary kobolds, this cave's resources are not very substantial.

Their most lucrative harvest came from a cave containing two kobold leaders and a kobold priest who nearly caused their demise.

The storage room was filled with bottles and jars, but even just considering the bottles and jars themselves, there were very few of them.

In the end, they found only two rings inlaid with inferior gemstones, a rusty and peeling headband, and three gold and fifty-five silver coins hidden in a pottery jar.

"Damn it, it's not even worth as much as the few blades of grass that fell on Wilder!"

Gru cursed, "You hid that little bit of money in a clay pot? It's less than what I have in my pocket!"

"Quiet."

"Treasure hunting is just a side project," Cyrion said. "Our main purpose in infiltrating the caves is to avoid the dragon's breath."

More than one rumbling sound had been heard outside the cave.

The dragon's breath was definitely released more than once.

He felt a wave of fear wash over him.

If Wilder hadn't made them crawl into the crypt, it's hard to imagine what their situation would be now.

That's dragon's breath!

The ultimate power in legend, capable of turning everything to ashes.

I don't know what the situation is on the ground right now.

The team emerged from the storage room and returned to the most spacious back hall in the cave.

With the release of the second wave of dragon breath, some of the heat wave has already entered this area, and the air is slightly warm, but it is still bearable for the time being.

"Captain, what's our plan now?"

Lyle asked, "Staying where we are—or going up to check it out?"

The entire team looked at Cyrion.

Staying put is the safest strategy.

Go up and take a look; it's the ripples spreading across the lake in everyone's heart.

"Wait a little longer."

Cyrion finally regained his composure.

No one objected.

During this time, they ate some of the dry rations they had brought with them and replenished their fluids.

"Shall we go up now?" Gru asked.

"Wait a little longer," Cyrion said.

Gru pursed his lips, lay down in the corner, and fell asleep.

Joffrey and Lyle leaned against the wall, whispering to each other. The two adventurers, skilled in reconnaissance, seemed to get along exceptionally well.

Maeve is feeding Bruce some pork jerky that she dried herself.

Besides the taste of barbecue, it also particularly liked this dried meat, wagging its tail at Maeve several times.

Wilde stood next to Cyrion.

Both of them stared at the cave ceiling, waiting for the next roar to come.

Never.

"It should be over by now, right?" Cyrion whispered.

"Um.

""

Wilder nodded.

"Set off!"

Cyrion shouted, waking the dozing Gru instantly.

The guy seemed to be fighting a red dragon in his dream. He suddenly stood up, picked up his long axe, and slashed it vertically.

"Bang!"

The pebbles that bounced up from the ground covered his face.

So, after the dwarves' performance, the group of people, feeling slightly relaxed, embarked on their journey back to the surface.

Upon reaching the central hall of the underground cave, the air became hot and dry once again.

But given the extent to which they can tolerate it, there shouldn't be any new dragon breath eruptions.

The battle is indeed over.

The last tunnel was the most difficult to traverse; it was narrow, dark, and filled with a faint ash.

Finally, they saw a faint light at the entrance of the cave.

Lyle and Joffrey were the first to come out, followed by Cyrion and Gru.

Maeve and Bruce followed closely behind, and Wilder came last.

He wanted to take a breath of fresh air, but found that the air outside was even more polluted.

From the low slope to the dense forest on the south side, the land as far as the eye could see was covered in ash.