Chapter 153: Chapter 86: Clearing Out
Translator: 549690339
The plot of “Greedy Mining Well” was not really complex to begin with.
It’s just that some information was hidden and misleading by Non-Player Characters, causing a bit of confusion.
At this moment, Leonard Churchill’s train of thought was clear.
The clues he had so far were:
A year ago, something happened in the depths of Burial Mountain Mine. The blacksmith, George, was the only survivor, but for some reason he became a werewolf.
A lot of people died in Townsend Town around half a year ago, supposedly due to an epidemic.
There was once a team from the Lord that came to investigate. They had a witch and a knight skilled at curing epidemics, but they all disappeared.
The actual epidemic never occurred.
Conclusion:
There was never an epidemic. The many deaths in Townsend Town were caused by werewolves from start to finish.
But not by the werewolf currently in the mine.
Instead, it was Blacksmith George and Mayor Barn, and potentially others.
They couldn’t hide the decrease in population, so they lied that it was an epidemic.
The Lord sent people to investigate.
They killed the investigation team from the Lord and infected them, creating even more werewolves.
Everything was to hide the secret deep in the mine.
Blacksmith George had injuries and his magical power was out of control, it could have been caused during the fight with the investigation team.
As for why they recruited demon hunters, it could be to cover a lie with another lie.
Or for other reasons.
Like… food.
Leornard Churchill felt that he needed to see what exactly was in the fourth level of the mine to unravel the final answer.
And what they had to do now was kill the B-level catastrophe that the Black Wolf Group had lured out.
The mine was like a deep well, the echoes of the fight could be heard for a long time.
Soon, Leornard Churchill led his trio to the Beheaded Mine Cave.
This seemed to be a warehouse for miners to store tools before, with a strong wooden frame supporting a mine entrance of three or four meters in diameter.
It wasn’t very deep inside, only dozens of meters or so.
The mine had only one entrance, meaning they didn’t have to worry about monsters appearing from all directions like before on the suspended mineshaft.
If the werewolves wanted to attack, they could only come straight on.
If they had to choose a place to fight inside the mine, there would be no better environment for output than this.
As soon as they arrived, Liam Martinez looked at the mine and sighed, “This mine is indeed a good place.”
Alison also agreed, “Now I can feel at ease with output.”
The Black Knight stood at the entrance, rangers and gunmen would output from behind. It was safe and efficient.
Tracy Garcia nodded in satisfaction, “Yes, now my spirit object can be put to good use.”
Don’t look at how this young lady with a bun hairstyle has been running all the way without any remarkably eye-catching performance.
But Spirit Communicators aren’t good at chasing battles in reality.
She was more skilled in this kind of positional warfare.
Just as the four arrived at the mine, a werewolf jumped down from the rock wall above the entrance, trying to sneak attack.
Liam Martinez detected it adroitly and charged with his shield, “Boom” knocking the werewolf against the wall with one sound.
Another cut flew, and a gash was opened in the werewolf’s neck.
Blood gushed wildly from the werewolf’s neck as it struggled to escape, but the power of the Black Knight immobilized it completely.
Liam Martinez seemed to be a bit unsatisfied with the power of his sword, muttering, “Heh, time to show some true power.”
Since they had decided to kill all the monsters in the mine, there was no need to hold back now.
He said, retracting his one-handed sword, then took a card with a red longsword pattern from the card slot and shouted, “Release!”
The next moment, a two-handed sword shining with a red glow appeared in his hand.
As this sword was drawn, the entire mine was illuminated in red by firelight, and the temperature suddenly surged several degrees higher.
With the fiery sword in hand, Liam Martinez’s aura sharply rose, with a snort.
It wasn’t without saying that, this snort, showed all the pretentious qualities of a youth.
And it also revealed a little hint of a man’s competitive nature.
Just when a new recruit stole the spotlight in front of his two comrades, he, as a Black Knight, had to make a comeback.
Liam Martinez slashed his sword horizontally, cutting the werewolf, whose muscles were as hard as iron, clean in half under this fiery sword.
The wound was charred and the air was filled with the smell of scorched meat.
Liam Martinez stood in place, the aura of a Black Knight able to take on a thousand men instantly enveloped the whole scene.
Tracy Garcia and Alison, who were already his comrades, had seen this countless times and weren’t surprised. Instead, they rolled their eyes at his showing off.
Liam Martinez wasn’t showing off for them, but glanced at the only outsider in the team from under his helmet.
He initially thought he would see a shocked expression on Leonard Churchill’s face, like his own before.
However, to his surprise, those eyes visible from the half face mask were completely unfazed.
Although Leonard Churchill had no visible reaction, he did acknowledge the impressive nature and the spectacle of the sword.
But because he had anticipated that this guy had a trump card, it was not so surprising.
Compared to this, Leonard Churchill was more curious about the red sword.
Relic-Fire Salamander Sword
Explanation: A level I ancient relic; A two-handed sword of the ancient fire demon swordsman, containing rich fire-related principles; Fire damage +155%, Sharpness +5. Infused with curse power, slash attacks inflict burns and holy damage, dealing an extra 30% holy damage to dark creatures.
“Indeed a relic-level greatsword…”
Leonard Churchill looked at the fire sword and sighed inwardly.
This was the most impressive two-handed sword he had ever seen, much better than those of frost knights..
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