The Labyrinth of Set should actually be called the Fortress of Set.

  This ancient Nalaran Empire mega-fortress remains operational despite having lost its master.

  Innumerable low-level demonic illusions wandered within a three-kilometer radius of the Setan Labyrinth. There were once lords who attempted to dispatch large numbers of adventurers to clear out these demonic illusions from the periphery. In less than half a month, the number of demonic illusions had returned to its original state.

  Levin was clear that in the fortress, there were at least three self-operating mechanical furnaces. As long as the number of mechanical golems around was less than the pre-set maximum value, the furnaces would immediately drive the twelve mechanical golem production lines to produce mechanical golems day and night without stopping.

  There are only two ways to stop the emergence of new magical images: one is to destroy all mechanical furnaces, and the other is to gain control over the entire fortress and redefine its defensive rules.

  Of course, with the current manpower, this is impossible to achieve. Just those legendary magic images guarding the furnace are enough for this group of dwarves to drink a pot.

  Time to venture into the maze. The legendary dwarf warrior Ronnie reiterated his policy once again.

  It's still roughly the same meaning, covert operation, no sneaking into the village, no shooting.

  Get moving, still the same old bird.

  A swig of strong liquor down the hatch, and the dwarf warriors' spirits were lifted a hundredfold; they grasped their hammers and swung them in wide arcs, smashing them into the wooden golem's and ice golem's heads.

  The wooden golem is roughly the same size as a person. This rough, humanoid automaton appears to be cobbled together from discarded rotten wood planks. In reality, the wooden golems are carved from rare ironwood and then assembled into crude human shapes with hinges attaching limbs.

  The ice demons looked like statues of ice sculptures, a head taller than ordinary humans. Their surface was covered with a layer of white frost, and razor-sharp ice shards adorned their limbs. The ice demons were humanoid constructs made from blocks of thousand-year-old glacial ice. They came in all shapes and sizes, some were roughly hewn ice men, others were delicate ice carvings, and there were even beautiful, crystal-clear sculptures.

  The recent 'secret operations' have made these guys furious, with the sound of "ping ping pang pang" plus majestic slogans... hmm, within a 5-kilometer radius upwind, their voices should be inaudible.

  Ten minutes later, the ground was littered with wooden chips and ice shards, as well as scattered blood of the dwarf warriors. The challenge level of the wooden golem and ice golem was only 20, barely reaching the bronze rank. Most of these elite dwarf warriors were at the silver rank, basically crushing everything in their path, with hardly any injuries.

  The tall and spirited grey dwarves lined up in a queue, eager to walk through the grand entrance that was at least twenty meters high and thirty meters wide.

  "Levin's voice came untimely: 'If I were you, I would absolutely not go through the front door. The Neras Empire likes to regard the front door as a dragon head, with many things like dragon teeth and dragon breath.'"

  Leiwen's words were automatically ignored.

  The next second, a miserable cry came out, and the several gray dwarf shield guards who were walking in the front suddenly hit the nail trap that fell from the sky. They consciously raised their tower shields high, and as a result, countless sharp thorns also popped up on the floor at the same time.

  A burst of dragon's teeth simultaneously erupted upwards and downwards, fully demonstrating to the dwarf what was meant by Dragon's Tooth Bite.

  This is not the end, but a new beginning has suddenly emerged at the entrance of the right gate.

  The bright red light was dazzling, and by the time the vanguard reacted, it was already too late.

  "Ho——" A fierce flame instantly engulfed and annihilated the fifty elite dwarf warriors.

  The hard and expensive full set of heavy armor melted into steel water, mixed with the already carbonized dwarf corpse, completely indistinguishable from what this thing was.

  Langni and Hamilton's eyes were red. The hastily raised divine shield only protected the middle and rear troops, and the front guard phalanx was killed clean by fifty people.

  Lanny turned around and shouted at Raven: "Why didn't you say so earlier!?"

  "I told you, but you didn't listen."

  "You should be more resolute in your opposition."

  "I've made up my mind." Raven said, clenching his fist.

  "You should use more radical methods, such as cutting a few knives on your thigh or chopping off a little thumb to show danger."

  “……”

  What made Raven even more annoyed was that the system prompt told them their relationship had already dropped to 'distrust'.

  "No," said Hamilton, "I think we should try listening to him. We're short-handed and don't have enough gunpowder to spring traps."

  The thinking of the gray dwarves is really weird. Why don't they think about the profession of wandering? Speaking of which, these irritable guys would probably die quickly even if they really went to be wanderers.

  When you encounter a pitfall, it's just one word 'dry', no death no ghost.

  "We'll go out the back door."

  What is called a back door is actually a giant ventilation opening for the cave. From the air outlet to the bottom, it's as deep as 50 meters. Since there are a lot of mosses accumulated at the bottom of the ventilation opening, as long as not too many people jump down continuously, it's still possible to land safely.

  Levin and Grey Dwarf are both possessed of dark vision, so there is only one white-haired Blindman.

  After gathering a good team, looking at the huge corridor in front of them with nothing, the gray dwarves who had been shot once all cast their eyes on Raven.

  "White hair, up! Carry it until you can't bear it anymore, then walk back."

  "Oh!"

  After fumbling in the dark for about twenty meters, the entire field of vision suddenly lit up.

  A brilliant flash of lightning suddenly stimulated the eyes of many grey dwarves to tears.

  More importantly, Bell was shocked.

  "Ahhh, it feels so good!"

  A powerful electric current would be absolutely lethal for the entire army of grey dwarves.

  But for a Storm Walker who feeds on storms and lightning, that is the Great Supplement Pill.

  "Awesome! Alright, boss, I suddenly grasped a set of fist techniques." The dog bear brother who was strolling in the lightning seemed to have awakened some kind of strange ability.

  Two seconds later, Bell suddenly burst out with seven flashes on his back.

  With a swift swing, a multitude of claw silhouettes suddenly appeared in the sky.

  "Oh la oh la oh la oh la——"

  The surrounding electricity seemed to be cut and crafted into a strange cloak by an invisible pair of scissors, gathering on Belle's back.

  Crackling electricity is wildly stimulating the robust muscles of the half-bear people, prompting them to make even faster and more violent movements.

  Bail's face showed a mixture of bitter and pleasant expressions, with a slightly dazed look in his eyes, which flickered with intense blue-purple light.

  Innumerable and estimated mysterious powers beyond the understanding of the Grey Dwarves began to generate within the body of the Half-Bear.

  What was clearly a lethal electrical trap became an aid to Belle's ascension under Raven's guidance.

  The breath that Bell emitted was clearly felt to be frantically rising, and in just a few seconds, Bell's breath had already broken through to the middle of the White Silver rank.

  It seemed as if the electricity had been used up or something else, and the electric shock suddenly stopped.

  Belle also woke up, revealing a sullen face that clearly read 'it would be better to get electrocuted for a while longer'!

  Leiwen turned to face the two legendary gray dwarves: "Alright, the first round is over. Next up is a multiple-choice question. Do you choose to sacrifice more but get the treasure map fragment in a short amount of time? Or do you choose to spend twice the time with less loss to achieve your goal?"

  Lanny was eager to try, wanting to see what this so-called great sacrifice was all about. His face showed a will like a sharp sword, as if he had never thought of defeat.

  The more astute Hamilton considered it further.

  Dwarves were never a numerous race, and their long lifespan was paid for by low fertility. Just now, fifty of his finest warriors had been killed in an instant, and Hamilton was heartbroken.

  He was well aware that the ones who had set their sights on the Labyrinth of Tartarus were not just this group of people. The longer they dragged it out, the more unfavorable it would be for these underground races. Even if humans from different countries didn't get along and would fight each other to the death at the slightest provocation, when they saw the underground races, they would instantly put aside their differences and unite against them.

  "What...do you think, Raven?"

  Lei Wen smiled.

  This sentence represents how unknowingly, the initiative has fallen into Raven's hands.

  Lei Wen certainly won't be polite.

  "As a master of mazes, I suggest we go this way." Raven raised his hand and pointed.