Chapter 1388: A Paladin with a Special Fragrance

Terry was dragged forward by this grab, and was pulled up by Filly by the back collar.

"Calm, calm. "The paladin calms the dwarf," he said. ”

β€œ...... I'm sorry. The dwarf loosened his stiff fingers, his tone still uncontrollably eager, "Are you sure you're from...... Where is the heartbeat coming from the stone statue? or is it ...... Or is there something for each?"

As he saw the souls of the Black Rock Dwarves running and fighting before his eyes, he vaguely guessed why they had turned to stone. In this way, they send their souls to another world in order to better fight demons. It made his grief and anger lessen, after all, their loss was not an escape or a meaningless sacrifice, but it would be better if they came back alive.

The little mage looked back for a moment, and then raised his hand to the place where he was, "There." ”

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They searched and searched through the group of stone statues, but they didn't hear them again, and they couldn't detect any heartbeats.

Terry looked like he was about to cry.

"I really heard......" he assured the dwarf in a squeezed voice, trying not to let the tears roll out.

"Here. Iss shouted back farther away.

He pressed against the chest of a stone statue, the dwarf's faint heartbeat under his fingertips like the breath of a fledgling, imperceptible. The others took turns putting their ears together, surprised and uneasy. The heartbeat was steady, but it seemed like it could disappear at any moment.

Then they found several more. The little mage who cheered up no longer shy away from using magic to probe, and within the range of his spell, more heartbeats flickered like candles in the wind, some stronger, some weaker, and some dimmed for the short time they had gazed in, never to light again.

"I have a guess. Fili scratched his nose, "I don't know if you've noticed, those dwarf spirits...... Every time it reconsolidates, it seems to be a little lighter than the last time. ”

He watched from a very close distance as an unlucky dwarf "died" twice in a short period of time, and only then did he realize it.

"You mean......" said Ed hesitantly, "they ...... Not forever?"

His voice grew weaker and weaker. Although this speculation is cruel, it is obviously closer to the truth, whether it is the body or the soul, nothing can really be damaged and still immortal.

Mock hung his head and was silent. He had more energy than his companions to keep an eye on the dwarvesβ€”not that he hadn't noticed the dwarves' changes, but that he instinctively didn't want to accept them.

β€œ...... So. "If the fighting there can end, if they can come back...... If you go back to this stone statue, will you be able to come back to life?"

No one can answer this question.

"Just try it. Isis said.

Mork was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, his eyes burning when he raised his eyes.

"That's right. He said, "Just try it." ”

But first, they had to be able to go back to that world.

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Before Ed could come up with an idea, they were dragged in again.

This time, it was the paladin, who had been vigilant for 120,000 years, who had discovered the clue - there would be a subtle change in the air, like an invisible curtain gently touched by someone, ready to be opened.

"Be careful!" he raised his sword and shouted warning to his companion. Terry immediately consciously ran to him.

Isis pulled out his weapon, pausing at the sight of the golden glow in the ice blade.

He suspected that the light had the effect of destroying the barrier. After all, the Eternal Flame...... It should have burned everything.

The flame in his soul was silently dyeing everything about him with its color and temperature, naturally, as if it had been part of his gift, and had been in his blood since he was born.

He didn't know if it was its problem or its problem. I don't know if it's because he failed to control it or if it's trying to control him. He couldn't resist, but he still reminded himself to be more careful, so in the battle just now, even if he was itching, he didn't rashly use the flames.

But when he got it, he couldn't really just use it for lighting...... and make rings.

He stared at the glittering golden light, which was reflected in his eyes, which had long since turned back into gold, as if blended into them.

When he swung his weapon again, the frost flower in the ice blade returned to its crystal pure white, but when he jumped up, the tip of the blade pressed down, and slashed through the air, but brilliant flames rose from under the blade.

The flying fire dragon swept through the fluttering flames, as if carrying a silent thunderbolt, and rushed straight towards the huge black shadow that was gradually revealing on the other side.

This time it was no longer a deterrent and harmless light. Its elongated body was like a sharp spear, and it went straight through the monster's shoulder, and its hoarse howl was like the chirping of a thousand insects, and the scalp tingled to hear it.

"Not bad!" said Filip.

The barrier was torn apart, and they had now entered another world entirely, once again surrounded by chaos and stench. The paladin, with Terry's assistance, slid unhindered to the feet of the monster that had not yet fallen, and slashed his sword in the same place, leaving a deep scar on the steel-forged leg bone.

The monster's howl was even more piercing, and the long tail with bone spurs shook off a group of dwarves, and its scythe-like arms staggered left and right, and still chased the paladin as before, even if it was the fire dragon that hurt it more severely.

"Does my meat really smell that good?!"

Filly screamed like a grumbling voice, but Ed heard a hint of smugness.

He's busier now. In addition to his companions, he had to keep an eye on the six paths and help the dwarves as much as he could, so that they would not be dissipated and reunited by being too badly hurt.

"It's better to save some effort, Ed. Mork had now completely calmed down, reminding him in his busy schedule, "That big guy isn't strong even though it's big...... It may well not be our worst enemy. ”

Ed nodded. The monster looked scary, and its carapace was indeed hard enough, and it didn't fall down even if it had been hit many times, but its movements were really not flexible, and it was obviously not easy to use its brain.

The dragon had turned and rushed again, slamming into the back of the monster's heart, and Iss flew into the air at the same time, swinging his knife at the neck that was hanging down at Fili, which looked extraordinarily slender but still the thickness of two dwarves.

Neither hit missed.

The dragon pierced through the monster's chest, and the fiercer flames burned a large hole in the creature's chest, and Is's knife slashed at the back of its neck, though it couldn't cut it completely, and the remaining half of it was no longer able to support its heavy head.

Its head was tilted to one side, the hole in its chest could be seen from one end to the other, and one of its forearms had been twisted by Terry's wind blade to the point of falling off, tattered and miserable...... But he still did not fall.

β€œ...... At least the vitality is still very strong. Ed commented. If he's going to write a book in the future, he's going to have to write about it.

"Is its heart not in its chest at all?!" Fili cried again.

"It's more than one heart!" Ise yelled back angrily

The paladin froze for a moment. Not because of how unexpected Is's answer was, but because there was another voice that gave him the same answer at the same time.

It's a dwarf. But he had already run past him, mixed in with a mass of dwarves, and couldn't tell the difference.

However, there is at least one thing that can be confirmed.

"So you can hear and talk!" Filly grinned, and began to shoot countless questions at the dwarves running around him as he fought:

"How long have you been in this place?"

"How the hell did you get in?"

"Are you unable to leave or are you not leaving?"

"What about your king?"

"Is this still your mine?"

"How the hell did these demons get in?"

"Is there a more formidable enemy?"

"Why do they like me so much?"

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He didn't care if no one answered, even if he was out of breath, he kept asking. Finally, a dwarf paused slightly, looked at him with dark eyes, and answered a question that had nothing to do with them.

"You have a mark on your body. He said, "Your flesh and soul have been given to them." ”

The paladin's eyes flashed, and the power of the long sword did not diminish in the slightest.

"What about you?" he asked, "what have you given to become what you are now?"

A deep grief passed through the dwarves' eyes. He silently caught up with his companion and did not answer the question.

Fili gasped and squeezed his eyes at Terry's worried gaze, as if unconcerned, he continued to swing his sword forward.

He didn't do anything else, he just continued to slash at the marks he had made on the monster's leg earlier. The dwarves had tried to pull it down, but without success, and it was able to hold its tail on the ground and turn it into three legs, which could not be more steady. Terry also tried to break his legs or tail, like his forearms, but his legs, including the joints, were solid, and his tail was ...... Its tail is magically capable of turning in all directions with each joint.

He knew that his more useful use was actually to attract the monster's attention and make it easier for Iss to destroy the rest of its heart, but it was better to be useful than useless, wasn't it?

As if he understood what he meant, Terry devoted more of his power to protecting him and helping the other dwarves. His spells are actually very much like the style of a battle mage of Beranti, mainly attacking, with a crispness and sharpness that does not match his age, and in such a melee, he does not show half of his timidity and helplessness.

Moreover, he seems to be quite accustomed to fighting with him.

The paladin thought about it without affecting the rhythm of the sword. When the next blow hit the target, the huge monster visibly shook, stumbled around a few times like a drunken spirit, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.