It seems that it makes sense to charge the so-called strongman identification fee, but after careful consideration, you can recall it. This is simply an excuse for the nobles to make a name for forcing them to seize the robbery.

However, although the adventurers were dissatisfied, they did not cause much trouble, because for adventurers with a little strength, this is indeed not a big money, and there is no need to have conflicts with the local nobles.

As for adventurers who can't afford this money, haha, what's the use of their complaints? They can't make any money, and their strength can be imagined.

Of course, the increasing number of adventurers dare only complain that there is another reason that the lords of the Dick Roman tribe, with the help of the existence of the Tamil hills, used their gains from them to recruit talents and expand their military strength.

The crazy expansion of Knights under his command is an important factor in deterring those adventurers. Of course, there is also the strength of this count. No one knows how strong this count is, but everyone knows that he is not easy to mess with.

So, amid the complaints of adventurers, the Tamil Underground Palace officially opened, and adventurers who had long been eager for the treasures under the Underground Palace flocked to him, and then the blood almost dyed the first underground palace red.

The ghouls thrown by Diapolo on this underground palace were all made of the corpses of silver-level adventurers, and even mixed with several gold-level adventurers. After all, the adventurers who dared to steal into the noble castle, but they didn't have the courage to have a few brushes?

Although Diapolo looks down on the undead with a foul smell on the body of a ghoul, it does not mean that the undead is not strong. In fact, without targeted means, an opponent who can abandon all defenses and no fear is extremely terrifying.

Therefore, I never thought that the adventurers who encountered the monster of strength would be seriously injured when they entered, but there were also adventurers who made corresponding preparations. They broke through the first level, advanced to the second level, and then faced the earth element summoned by Kestantar.

The undead, the earth element, and the combat slaves specially rescued by Diapolo, although there are not many types, their average strength is really extraordinary.

This also caused a huge panic among the adventurers who had never walked out of the underground palace after one day and one night.

Although the underground palace was opened this time and many miscellaneous fish were mixed in, there were really not a few strong people among them, and there was no one out, which was too terrifying.

However, this underground palace was dominated by someone, and when it was discovered that things were deviated from the plan, it began to intervene.

"This adventurer is too useless. He actually solved a group of undead and elemental creatures."

After the underground palace was officially opened to adventurers, Diapolo, who was observing all the adventurers, walked in the corridor filled with a strong smell of blood, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Lord Diapolo, the monster you arranged is too strong, and the news spreads not so fast, and the adventurers coming are not too strong."

Behind the handsome young man, the translucent Earl of Downton smiled helplessly.

"Yeah." Diapolo responded distractedly and walked towards the target he chose. It was a shield war that was severely injured and killed by the elder of the stone and earth element. His breathing was weak, his intake was more and he was less exhausted, and he seemed to be unable to do so.

"There's nothing to do!"

Diapolo looked at the only remaining living person in the underground palace this time, and reached out to her. The golden light burst out on his fingertips, falling like snow.

The adventurer whose breastplate was deformed and his chest collapsed half let out a moan of pain, his eyelids trembled, and when he was about to wake up, Diapolo kicked him.

Accompanied by the rumbling of the boulder moving, the lucky adventurer was kicked into a temporary secret room, and the next moment, he woke up directly after receiving the treatment of the Holy Dragon.

"ah!"

Shield Zhan, who had recovered his consciousness, let out a scream. His injuries were not fully recovered. Diapolo just made him immortal, but Shield Zhan quickly suppressed the pain in his body because he was more shocked than the scene in front of him.

The dazzling gold jewelry is like garbage, all over the ground, and on the shelves carved out around the walls, there are brilliant weapons and equipment.

"Treasure?"

Shield Zhan was running the fighting spirit in his body, forcing him to stand up from the ground, and looked at the treasure in front of him in surprise. Although he witnessed his companion being killed not long ago, this did not prevent him from being excited at this moment.

Click!

The man pulled off the broken and deformed breastplate on his body, and limped towards the wall one after another. He took a glance at a dark green suit, which symbolized nature, and had the power that made the man instinctively want to get close to him.

“This is a suit with its own continuous healing ability.”

When the man touched the green armor with his hand and put on part of it, he understood the attributes of this extraordinary set of equipment. As he thought, he had the power to help the user continue to recover from his injuries.

Soon, with the help of this set of equipment, the man quickly stabilized his injuries and began to search for the secret room. Then he discovered a low-level space equipment that Diapolo had prepared for him very considerately.

"Hahaha, I'm rich!"

When the space ring was discovered, the man could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and couldn't help laughing proudly. He was still worried just now, how could he bring out all the treasures in the secret room, and there happened to be one.

So, at noon the next day after the underground palace was officially opened, the man who deliberately tossed himself out of the underground palace with dirty blood.

Although he knew the truth that wealth was not revealed, he did not know that he was the only survivor among the adventurers entering the underground palace, so when he walked out, everyone was watching.

"Brave and lucky adventurer, congratulations on your life to walk out of this underground palace!"

Diapolo rode the giant horned deer, the Knights, and looked at the lucky shield battle with a standard aristocratic smile.

"Who are you?"

The adventurer who originally thought he was very lucky, looked at the nobles blocking the entrance of the underground palace, the knights behind him, and the surroundings of the adventurer who was reluctant to enter because of the pitifully low survival rate, and the adventurer who was reluctant to enter for a long time suddenly became cold.

"I am the local lord, Earl of Downton!"

Diapolo, disguised as a young man with golden curly hair, smiled casually, "Adventurer, don't worry, you have paid me the strong appraisal fee, I will not take away any gains from you in the underground palace. I just want to know, what have you got below?"

"Dignity Lord, I just saved my life and did not gain anything. This underground palace is really dangerous, and all my friends have been sacrificed."

"Haha, lying is not a good habit!"

"Sir, every word I say is true!"

"If I didn't admit my mistake, the ring on your hand should be space equipment. Are all silver-level adventurers so rich now?"

Diapolo showed doubts on his face. Of course, he could not let this guy get away with it, and then he took the treasure he gave to fly away. He was not a boy who gave money.

"Sir, you admit your mistake."

"Do you know what the outcome will be if you fool a nobleman again and again?"

Diapolo reached out and waved back. Two dragons behind him, disguised as knights, rushed up with a grim smile on their faces. The adventurers around him directly knocked him down inexplicable eyes and took away the space ring in his hand.

Then, in the incredible gaze of adventurers around, extraordinary equipment shining with inspiration and piles of gold coins poured out, causing saliva to sound one after another.

"Sir, I am willing to dedicate all my gains in the underground palace to you!"

At this time, Shield Zhan, who was held down and unable to move, screamed. Without his companion, it was a very serious question to expose the harvest under the underground palace and whether his life could be saved.

"Hahaha, I said, all these gains are yours and I will not take them away. But you can ask for my protection without any harm."

Diapolo was amused by the adventurer's cleverness and gave him a chance to survive.

So, in the regretful eyes of the adventurers around him, the adventurer and his treasures were all taken away. However, the only survivor appeared to stimulate all the adventurers present.

Because the only survivor is just a median silver, even a median silver can survive, so what's wrong with them?

With the expectation of getting rich overnight, the second group of adventurers entered the underground palace in a mighty way, and Diapolo's plan to make money in the underground palace officially began.

After this matter was on track, Diapolo had new ideas because of the ever-expanding Knights under his command.

"It's not that I said you, Downton, you're too useless! After all, I've been a noble for several years, but I haven't even figured out what the specific situation of the territory is."

Diapolo looked at a dilapidated map on the desk. This was the latest map in the castle. According to the description of Count Downton, this was drawn by his grandfather's generation. It has been more than 60 years since it was passed down today.

"Our family has been stationed here for generations. I have lived here since I was a child. I know exactly what the territory looks like. I don't need a map at all!"

Earl of Downton, despised by Diapolo, shouted loudly. What map does a local noble want? He won’t get lost even if he closes his eyes.

"Do you know what's going on around your territory?" Diapolo looked at Downton's soul, "What powerful monster tribes and tribes are there?"

"This is not clear!" Downton's face suddenly showed a embarrassed look, "These will change. Unless it is timely inspection, it will be impossible to figure it out."

"You should know what I plan to do. It's already at the stage of implementation, but you only found such an antique-level map."

Diapolo was a little annoyed. In his impression, the map was a very accurate and easy to obtain. However, the real map was not only not easy to obtain, but also the accuracy and range were very depressed.

"Sir Diapolo, are you planning to expand my territory?" Downton felt a little flattered, because Diapolo promised him that one day he would return his identity to him after he resurrected him.

"Otherwise? You don't think I'm just expanding the Knights to defend, do you? What a joke?"

Diapolo sneered, who doesn’t love expanding territory or something? Now that he has the chance, he certainly wants to have fun. As a result, he wants to find a map and confirm the expansion target and direction.
Chapter completed!