Chapter 232 Mine
Crown walked on the land covered with blood and body parts. When he returned to the camp, he found that many soldiers were injured and swollen. He asked:
"How did they get injured? Are there any casualties?"
Watt responded: "Being scratched or bitten by those mutated rat men, the monsters have strong toxins."
He took out a dagger and carefully cut the skin on the wounded man's palm, and yellow-green pus and blood flowed out.
"Are you conscious?"
The wounded man frowned and shook his head, "No, I don't feel anything in half of my forearm."
The lack of pain means that the muscles and nerves at the wound site have become numb, which indicates that the problem is very serious.
Watt immediately took out a bottle of holy water, uncorked it, and poured half of it on the soldier's wound.
When the holy water touched the muscles, a lot of foam immediately appeared like hydrogen peroxide, washing away some fishy blood foam.
After a whole bottle of holy water was poured, the color of the blood flowing from the soldier's wound returned to normal.
Watt took out another bottle of holy water and handed it over, and the wounded man took it and drank it.
After a while, the wounded man's tense expression relaxed: "It's better now. I can feel the pain of the wound now."
Watt stood up and shouted, "Cut the wound open, rinse it with holy water first, and then take holy water orally."
After bandaging the wounds of the wounded man skillfully, he stood up and said, "Sir, if there are a large number of ratmen in the mine, the holy water we carry will not be enough."
"I know."
Klauen shook his head slightly and continued, "Tomorrow we will only send out the Crusaders to clean up the mines, and we would rather clean it up more slowly.
In addition, the Crusaders assisted the stonemasons in building simple fortifications to reduce the pressure of night watch.”
The new parish is short of holy water resources, and also needs to supply holy fire arrays. The holy water quota in the army is limited now, and this will only be alleviated after immigration.
The Crusaders are equipped with simple leather armor, while the Crusaders are equipped with full body armor, which can greatly reduce the consumption of holy water.
After saying that, he personally checked the wounds of several wounded soldiers, trying to find a medicine to control the toxins or germs carried by the ratmen.
Holy water is a strategic resource that can harm evil spirits and has a slight calming effect. It never hurts to stockpile more of it in the church.
Nothing can be seen when these resources are not in use, but if they are needed and are not available, then it will be a big trouble.
In fact, his talisman water is more effective than holy water, but he is the only one who can produce it. When a major incident occurs, one person's power is limited after all. He does not have the strength to form an army by himself now, so sticking together to keep warm is the best option.
Even if one day he is able to face all the difficulties and obstacles, if he is the only one left in the world, there is no point in living like that.
Crown carefully recorded the symptoms of the wounded and took some of the ratmen's limbs and teeth for future use.
He planned to extract the toxins from these limbs first, and then experiment with drugs to inhibit the toxins.
For others, getting a drug that works for their condition is simply impossible without hundreds or thousands of experiments.
But for Clown, who possesses the fourth-level herbal medicine skill and the special effect of the Heart of Plants, the time spent on developing special medicines will be greatly reduced.
His vision could penetrate the darkness, and he saw that there were still a large number of ratmen who had not entered the battlefield, but were scared away by him.
The reproductive capacity of rats is amazing. Coupled with the influence of the gray fog, the reproductive capacity of these ratmen is expected to be even more amazing. He has now made mental preparations for a long-term battle.
He ordered: "Notify everyone to rotate the night watchmen for the second half of the night.
When you send someone back tomorrow to report the situation, request an additional 100 Crusaders, and remember to bring me a set of tools for refining potions."
The troops are required to report the situation to the central church every day so that other bishops can be aware of the situation and provide more support.
"Yes, sir."
Watt responded and passed on the order.
He then ordered his soldiers to clean up the battlefield, shovel together the ratmen's limbs and blood-stained soil, and finally collect them together to burn.
Crown returned to his room and continued to refine his daily essence. Accumulation is a slow process and he couldn't relax every day.
No words were spoken that night.
. . . .
The next morning, Crown personally led the Crusaders to the mine, followed by a logistics team of Crusaders.
The soldiers who were responsible for the second half of the night guard mission last night did not participate in the operation. Only more than forty extraordinary people participated in the operation.
After a bumpy half-hour ride on the steam locomotive, the group finally reached the nearest Mine No. 1.
"Watt, you lead the troops to conduct a carpet search. I'll go down and take a look first."
"As you command, sir, you must also be careful."
Crown nodded slightly and picked up two oil lamps, one for lighting and one as a backup.
Holding an oil lamp in one hand affected the battle, but there was nothing else to do. The mine was filled with gray fog, and those battery-powered headlamps that were more convenient for combat could not disperse the gray fog.
Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking at the gray fog in the shadows, he could sense that the fog was flowing, and even the slightest changes could not escape his eyes.
He first used the armor to build a layer of armor for himself. Although this thin layer was a bit thin, its defense was slightly better than the enchanted armor of the second-level exorcist priests.
This layer of metal essence film is very light and does not affect the speed at all. These metal essences can be regenerated slowly. The energy and gold spirit coins he spent were not wasted and it was worth it.
Then he summoned the Fire Cube, and a silver-gray metal clone appeared beside him.
The clone took the oil lamp and walked in front, and he used his fire breath to release the source armor and followed closely behind.
A Crusader asked, "Captain, what secret method did His Excellency the Bishop use? He actually had such a cool helper."
"I have seen this metal man. He was able to survive the attack of the Deer-Headed Spirit."
Watt said uncertainly: "It should be the secret method of the spirit master. It is said that the third-level spirit master can summon the spirit."
"I heard that the profession of Spirit Tamer has great hidden dangers. I wonder how the bishop suppressed the hidden dangers."
"I know some spirit masters whose behaviors and emotions are a bit strange, and there is a vague sense of inconsistency, but I don't feel this inconsistency in the bishop."
Everyone has a gossipy nature, and these Crusaders are no exception. They started talking one after another.
"Stop talking and prepare to fight."
Watt stopped the noise, and the soldiers began to check each other's armor to make sure no skin was exposed.
. . . .
The gray fog was dispersed by the light and kept shrinking back into the depths of the cave.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
For no reason, Crown felt a sense of absurdity that this gray fog might have life.
The metal clone is very heavy, but it walks as lightly as a raccoon cat.
With the help of the light, Crown could occasionally see claw marks left on the rock walls and the ground of the mine.
The entire mine was filled with a smell of urine, which made his sensitive nose feel quite uncomfortable.
After walking down the pit for about ten minutes, he saw the first group of enemies.
Seven or eight rat people hugged each other and had a sweet dream.
Crown first carefully observed the surroundings to make sure there were no traps or the like, otherwise it would be embarrassing to be tripped by a trap on the way to charge.
Perhaps it is because these rat people have no natural enemies and they have no sense of defense.
After making sure everything was normal, Crown activated the Giant Bear Breathing Technique, rushed forward, and released the Wind-Slashing Secret Technique.
These filthy creatures were unaware that disaster was about to happen. Illuminated by the light, they opened their eyes hazily and saw sword shadows all over the sky.
After getting rid of this group of ratmen, Crown ordered the metal clone to extinguish the oil lamp.
The light source disappeared, and gray fog immediately surged up, submerging everything.
Crown took a careful breath and didn't feel anything was wrong.
The gray fog has a subtle effect on living things, and nothing will happen to extraordinary people if they come into contact with it for a short period of time.
The magic of the Golden Light Spell was revealed. Even in an environment filled with gray fog, his eyes could maintain a field of vision of more than thirty meters, and his field of vision within ten meters was very good.
His eyes were unaffected by the gray fog, which he had not expected before.
The metal clone does not have this ability and its field of vision is severely limited.
He simply took back the Fire Cube, strengthened the defense of his alloy armor, and ran silently and quickly in the mine like a ghost.
He easily eliminated the ratmen he met on the road and turned them into skill proficiency.
Sometimes he would encounter a lot of ratmen and some of them would run away. He would not chase them, but leave them for other warriors to deal with.
His goal was to get to the bottom of the mine as quickly as possible to see if there were any threats that others could not deal with.
Before the troops set off, Fanny had given him the information of each mine. Mine No. 1 was more than 300 meters deep.
Without ventilation equipment to supply fresh air, the environment down there would be very bad.
Klauen needed to move as fast as possible with as little strenuous exercise as possible, which was one of the reasons why he didn't chase after the escaping ratmen.
No ratman could cause any hindrance to him, but the air became increasingly polluted and smelly.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the bottom of the mine and was shocked by what he saw.
This is a space with a huge dome. The air is filled with a fishy stench that makes people want to vomit.
The half-human-high, densely packed rat people occupied the entire space. It was messy and noisy. It must be the escaped rat people who brought the news.
He also saw many more rat holes the size of buckets, connecting to other places.
These mouse people also noticed that Crown had broken in, and instead of being afraid, they rushed forward.
He looked at the ratmen's shriveled stomachs and knew that they were extremely hungry, so there was no need to be afraid.
"We can only think about it in the long run. We can't develop the mine until we get rid of these ratmen."
Crown was ready to leave, but before that, he wanted to gain some experience first.
The Giant Bear Breathing Technique started to work, and the Fire Cube once again transformed into a bronze sword.
With two swords in hand, he released bullet time again, and then rushed into the rat pack like a violent hurricane.
The blade storm is like a blooming blood lotus, ruthlessly reaping lives, and the proficiency of the skill increases rapidly like riding a rocket.
(End of this chapter)