Chapter 1312 Professionals

"Monkey, you have three minutes to prove that you didn't lead us to a fork in the road."

Quinnil was full of anger, gritting his teeth and looking at the lonely figure of the witch hunter in front of him. This human killed less rats than himself... and a fraction of Elvis. How could he be sure to find a road leading to the right direction among more than a dozen forks in the road.

"Is this the only patience of the noble elves... or did the impression given by the Phoenix King make me mistakenly believe that all elves are very wise... It seems that the pride of the nobles cannot overcome the irritability in their hearts."

Victor's sharp sarcasm, combined with the sound line, is very infuriating, especially for someone like Qunnil who has a strong temper.

The fire flashed through the tunnel, and the Dragon Prince's hand slowly reached towards his waist...

"Don't do stupid things. I don't want to explain to His Majesty later why the conflict broke out." Pulling Kunnier, Elvis whispered in his companion's ear: "Don't speculate about him with common sense... I saw him in the sacred land of Lustria a long time ago."

"You mean, he suffered..."

Without waiting for Kunnier to finish, Victor gently knocked on the rock wall beside him, and an unusual crisp echo echoed, indicating that the interior was far from full as it seemed.

"Found it, the next step is up to you."

Victor gave up his position. He firmly believed that this was Sigma's guidance. Only the patron saint of the empire would guide the devout believers to find the evil rats and kill the dark forces that threatened the continuation of the empire.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals. The witch hunter did not think that his understanding of rats was better than the rat extermination expert behind him... Sigma must think so too.

Elvis waved his hand to signal the professionals behind him to follow up. There are many things to pay attention to when dealing with rats, especially the endless evil traps and the black-faced blades that suddenly appeared.

The professionals, dressed in armor and wrapped in dark red linen robes, walked dully to the rock wall that Victor was hitting. The heavy gas mask seemed to be wearing a steel ingot on his head, and only a vague sizzling sound could be heard from it.

The wall-breaking team took out the wooden box they brought with them, and skillfully raised a tip that looked like a spear head, with a hollow silver-plated iron pipe inside. After the two nodded to each other, one of them carried the equipment responsible for detecting the internal environment of the rock wall in the wooden box, and the other held the iron pipe with both hands and stabbed it hard.

The gun head designed specifically for wall breaking, the technology comes from the dragon blade that leaked out of the palace secrets, can easily pierce the sharp magic steel of the city gate, and sink into a quarter of the rock wall without any sound.

After sensing the pressure, the specially designed connection structure makes the gun head fall instantly, and the airflow enters the equipment for detecting the environment along the hollow pipe.

The operator of the wall-breaking team lowered his head to observe the crystal placed in the glass. Only after the most professional training can he distinguish the secrets contained in the airflow from the slight changes in the crystal.

"The energy concentration of the dimensional stone is 23.6% higher than that of the mine, and there is a faint deadly toxin emitted by the brass ball... The airflow flows to the top of the mountain."

Simple means, but it means extremely complex technology and rich experience. Kunnier stared at the operation of the wall-breaking team in a daze. He remembered that a hundred years ago, they were all exploring the cave with their bodies, and they were surrounded by rats all day long.

"Your technology has improved..."

"Don't interrupt." Elvis raised his hand to signal his colleagues to shut up. Although the existence of rats was detected, it was really difficult to guess how many there were inside.

Rat extermination requires patience, and it is definitely not a child's play... At least Elvis thinks that Victor and others' last action was too reckless.

"Change the detection method."

At the order of the Grand Master, the operator took out the mithril probe and prepared to explore the magical environment inside.

However, a slight roar suddenly stopped the operator's actions.

The roar was very subtle, with a mechanical operation that was not sharp but very noisy.

"This is..." Elvis had never heard this kind of sound when dealing with rats, so he was inevitably confused and could not tell what it was for a while.

But as the roar became clearer and clearer from the hole, Victor, who was waiting nearby, changed his expression: "This is the sound of the steam engine starting! Just like the whistle that never stops in the factory in Wissen Territory!"

Ratmen plus steam engines, this is definitely not a good thing...

After half a minute of hesitation, Elvis thought he had to hurry up. According to the news sent back by Victor, the ratmen laid a screaming death knell under the gray mountains, which was definitely not to celebrate the great victory that the Phoenix King was about to win.

"Go!"

The wallbreaker said he understood, took back the precision instruments used for detection, and took out the drilling machine used for breakthrough. As the drilling machine rotated rapidly under the power of magic, the operator pressed a button on the handle and left the drill in place.

A violent explosion ignited the special gunpowder in the drill bit, and it gushed out along with the gravel.

Before the smoke had dispersed, Elvis had already run inside: "This is called professionalism. Kill all the ratmen. If there is still time, we can go to Karak Dreadnought to eat some tail gas!"

But time always passes quickly. With the start of the steam engine, an incalculable amount of dimensional stones and souls were thrown into the destruction engine. The extra-large drill bit with a diameter of ten meters turned very fast with only a few screaming death knells as fishing targets. In a short while, the gravel had covered half of the cave.

And this time, Victor really witnessed with his own eyes what the furious Caledor elves were.

When he saw the destruction engine with his own eyes, accompanied by the wild laughter of the Gray Prophet, Elvis felt tremendous pressure.

He thought that the rats were taking advantage of the situation and preparing to launch a sneak attack on Karak Dreadnought, but he didn't expect that the rats would not hesitate at all when they started to do things.

Kill or run... this is a choice.

The calm voice of the Grand Master was heard by the accompanying communication personnel: "Rayleigh, leave the tunnel immediately and contact other teams to find these terrible things as soon as possible. This place is still far from Karak Dreadnought. It is definitely not enough to sink the mountain with only one person..."

He estimated the general structure of the Gray Mountains. There are many peaks lingering around Karak Dreadnought, but the conservative character of the dwarves always makes them accustomed to digging the nearest mountain.

The hollowed-out mountain, and the oversized drill that is about to be started... at least five!

"Warn the command center on the ground that an earthquake will occur soon!"

The order is over, and the only choice left is to end the evil plot of the rats...

Killing, killing again, and no one knows when it will stop.

Holding the blade of revenge, Elvis sighed in his heart, which eventually turned into the idea of ​​revenge. (End of this chapter)