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Albrecht's group uses the torch as a weapon to keep the darkness out of sight. I couldn't see very well, but it seemed to be sloping up a bit.
The floor was very well polished. The cavernous natural conditions surrounding the cave were intact, but the floor had no problem walking with large and small flat stones fitted into the mouth.
For some time now, the golden shield begins to faint. Albrecht becomes anxious.
“How far are you from the dragon? ”
Ilydia, walking behind Albrecht, replies.
“We have to go up one day. And this is just a passageway. ”
Albrecht rushes to the front. You walk along a crooked tunnel, and you see a long way out.
Leaving the exit, Albrecht saw a truly magnificent scene in front of him.
Dozens of football fields were huge enough to enter, and the top of the mountain was blown away. A faint light from the top illuminates the space.
Giant arch runes, as large as the trees you saw in the forest, stretch forward from both sides for a long time. Between the ten weeks, a statue of a marble man or a dwarf was erected on the altar.
Some statues were invisible to the upper back, and many were severely damaged, such as half of the head flew off or a broken arm.
A staircase that began at the end of the ten columned runs spirally along the wall all the way to the top. There were numerous entrances into the middle of the stairs, but I felt like an ant's den.
“Oh my……"
After Albrecht, Rosamund gazes at this huge and magnificent sight. The other Northwestern warriors were mesmerized as well.
Sizable spaces, sleek, enormous paradoxes, marble statues sculpted like living marble.
Rosamund grew up in the free countryside where it rains half a month, and warriors have survived cold hunting, fighting, and more than half a year in the snow.
For them, large, hand-carved columns and exquisitely carved statues were enough to give a cultural shock.
Unlike out in the cold, the air here is cold, but it doesn't just feel shiny and fat.
It made me feel like I was pushing the chill away by not warmth but warmth of the people's lungs, what force was in the air.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Suddenly, a strange human roar began from afar and resounded in this vast space. People rushed away from the sight. The dwarves tremble with fear.
Warriors, including Albrecht and Rosamund, quickly drew their weapons. It was strangely brighter than outside where the sun had already started to set, but it was not as clear as it could be.
“Hey, come here! ”
Illudia grabs Albrecht and runs away from the runners to one side. However, after running a little bit, you can see all kinds of monsters like werewolves, Goblins, dwarves, and human corpses lying torn to shreds.
The group, including Albrecht, take a whiff and open their eyes wide. Holy shit!
Albrecht runs at the right speed, holding Iliya in his arms. She wraps one arm around Albrecht's neck and points the other.
Albrecht's group thumps across the floor, and the sound echoes across a wide area.
“Quoire!”
The freak echoes again. The golden shield's light is brighter than before. Albrecht raises his eyesight. My eyes became increasingly frightening, and I could clearly see the surroundings.
“Over there!”
After a long run, you see a wall of rock blocking the entrance. No matter how many humans rush in, it looks heavy enough.
“Push this! ”
I thought you were supposed to use some kind of magic device. ’
It was not the time to be picky. As the world was twisting, monsters could run more than in the forest. It's hard to fight while defending the dwarves.
Albrecht hurriedly lowers the Illudian and pushes the rock. I didn't move a muscle. Nevertheless, Albrecht begins to draw on his face and body with a vein of blood, and the rock swings and pushes to the side.
The Northern Warriors who were following me were quickly thinking of helping me to push the rocks, but Albrecht shook his mouth wide open as he pushed a gathering rock by himself.
Albrecht makes room for just about one person and then pushes away. Starting with Illudia, I let the dwarves in first.
“Kwaaaah!”
“Oh Gaaaa! ”
When and where they emerged from, two heavy-bodied Albrecht men rushed in together.
There was no hair, shiny eyes in frenzy, and the fangs below were growing taller. I was drooling. The rough skin, it was green.
You wear armor strapped to a clumsy rope, and hold a large, ugly axe that's rusty and rusty all around.
“Orcs!”
One of the dwarves exclaims nervously. Albrecht presses forward with his golden shield of rapid radiance, striking forward like lightning without fear.
Boom!
The Orc flew backwards into shock, although it was twice its size. My bones were broken and my intestines burst and I vomited blood out of my mouth. I tried to get up trembling, but it didn't work.
“Khh! Khh! ”
Albrecht lunges at you and slaps the axe across the Orc's head. I turned my head to face the other one, and the Orc has already attacked the warriors.
The Orc just crashed, not swinging its weapon. A warrior blocks it with his shield, but his arm is broken and his ribs crack and he flies back away.
Another warrior dares to strike with an axe, but the orc strikes the warrior with a thick arm the size of a human body. The warrior crashes his head, his helmet and his head collapse, and he dies instantly.
Warriors skillfully surround the Orcs with one fatal injury and one imminent death. A warrior quickly pulls out a harpoon and throws it at the orc, plunging it deep into his side.
“Kuaak!”
The Orc tried to pull the harpoon out, but I was distressed because it was not pulled well by the tentacles in the reverse direction. At that time, Rosamund's arrow pierces the orc's chest.
Surprisingly, though it was a flimsy arrow compared to that heavy body, the Orc struggled harder than when it was struck by a harpoon. It seemed to me that I felt more than just an injury.
“Khhh! Khhh! ”
Albrecht runs toward the Orcs, jumping up and over the warriors' height, and as he comes down, he grabs the axe with both hands and slaps it hard. The orc was split in head, split in chest with a thick iron plate, and cut straight to the belly and lower spine.
The vertically cut orc splits laterally and spills out cerebral, visceral and blood. The warriors can't keep their mouths shut as they watch.
“Rrrrgh!”
“Queeeeeek!”
“Kuoooo!”
But without surprising, the monsters' screams echo again. Albrecht quickly turns his head. Fortunately, the monsters were fighting amongst themselves.
A werewolf bites the orc's ax and shakes its head violently, but it only stirs up more of its rage. The Orc asked if it would kill a werewolf.
The werewolf scratches the elongated orc with sharp claws, causing deep wounds, and the orc tries to rip off the werewolf's flesh at random, but the thick hide doesn't work. It was a battle of truly insane monsters.
There was a struggle between the Orcs and the werewolves, as well as the monsters.
My head was pulled off, my guts were pouring out, my arms were torn off, hit, hit, take a picture, and I could see the pitiful splashing of blood and flesh in hell. I felt sorry for the marble statues on that site.
“Get in there! ”
Northern warriors froze over this madness in Albrecht's Daggers. As you rush into the entrance with the injured, you hear a monstrosity that overwhelms all the monsters.
“Kwaaaahhhh!”
What kind of beast? What kind of monster screams? Does it fill this vast space? Soon, a giant walks out of the darkness.
It was covered in fur, and was twice the height of Albrecht. All I had to say was that the big guy was just gathering.
There was no difference between a hand and a foot, and the long arm was as long as a man's height.
Eyes are black without white, nose is long, and sharp, sharp teeth protrude from above and below. I can't even close my mouth properly.
The monster grabs one of the surrounding Orcs and, with both hands, rips its waist off.
Then my spine grabbed the torso of a gorgeous Orc and squeezed it up like water, eating its intestines, blood and flesh, and throwing it everywhere. There were innards and flesh points hanging between the teeth.
Then, as soon as I got my hands on them, I started snatching at the monsters, ripping at their waist, and squeezing at them.
Courage or madness, Orcs rush at the monsters. He literally pushes himself hard, knocks the monster down, and starts smashing down the ugly weapon.
Meanwhile, a giant beast struggles and kills a few Orcs, but it's heavy-handed. Eventually, even the giant monster suffocates.
“Oh Gaaaaaa! ”
“Kuoooo!”
The Orcs have begun screaming for madness and victory. That was not the end of the horror.
Some Orcs attack a dead giant without control of excitement, and some begin to wiggle their bottom with their hands.
Albrecht feels his head getting messy. Accidents like rationality, reason and analysis have stopped. I just stood there dazed and looked at the unacceptable frenzy.
Meanwhile, monsters of gray skin, werewolves, Goblins and other incomprehensible monsters with blade-like teeth were still killing each other in chaos. Then another giant creature walks out with a monster.
“Albert!"
Rosamund leads Albrecht's arm to the slight opening. Inside, the Northern Hemisphere warriors are guarding the entrance. I couldn't close it from the inside, so I had to keep it this way.
Albrecht sees the warriors he has brought. They were already thinking, expressing the above. Albrecht was no different. My head was messed up.
I didn't think I needed to think anymore. He simply meets the dragon and asks, and commits to cut off his head if he speaks nonsense.
< 124 > End