The curtain of fire dispersed, and the fire dragon flew higher to illuminate a wider space for them.

The dwarves still roared and fought, as if they never tired. If you look closely, they don't actually fight on their own, and they don't give up their defenses because they won't die, but they form teams of three to five, and even try to keep a certain distance between the squads in order to support each other. They do not know pain, are not afraid of injury, are disciplined, advance and retreat in moderation, such fighters are terrible on any battlefield. They quickly reaped the lives of their enemies, but the demons that would clearly be smashed into pulp instead of disappearing did not diminish in the slightest.

Ed looked up. More demons rushed down the stone steps, surging like a tide or falling like a rock, but the dwarven warriors held a certain boundary, like an embankment on the shore, even if the tide overflowed, they did not move, they did not retreat, but they did not take a single step.

Ed didn't think they wanted to hold anything...... They're just trying to kill as many enemies as they can.

But that boundary must have some meaning.

He didn't have time to think about it. This time he stood in the center, supporting his companions, with Mork guarding him while Terry and Fili stabbed like swords into the crowd. Isis was still fighting alone, and after sweeping away several groups of demons with his sword, he suddenly jumped into the air, instantly turning into a dragon and roaring loudly.

The stunned little devils crackled and fell, and the dragon flicked its tail with its claws, although the power was huge, but the action was a bit like swatting flies.

The corners of Ed's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to laugh.

"Is!" he shouted.

Before he could say anything, the ground suddenly began to shake - no, not the ground, but the air. It was as if something huge was falling rapidly, grinding into the air with a terrifying roar.

“...... Is!" his voice changed.

The ice dragon landed quickly, changed back into a human form, and rushed to the edge of the pit with the little devil who didn't know life and death all over the ground, and carried him over with his hand.

Dwarves have short legs and heavy weapons, but they are not slow at all. Whether it was Mork, the dwarven warriors, or even all the demons, they all rushed in unison.

Ed thought it was a boulder falling, but when the huge black shadow took shape and slammed into the bottom of the pit, his heart seemed to have been hit hard and sank.

He also thought that there would not be too powerful demons here, like Stonebug...... After all, the only high-level demon that had appeared so far, the Phantom Demon, was as weak as a baby with only an appetite compared to the one they had dealt with before, and he had never even spit out a complete word.

But the one in front of him was a demon he had never heard of or seen in any book. Its body was already larger than Yi, even bigger than silver teeth, its dark and shiny carapace covered its whole body, like elaborate armor, but its head was like an ant magnified countless times, but it had no antennae, and it could not see its eyes, but it gave birth to two twisted sharp horns backwards, and its hook-like mouthparts were like some terrible torture instrument, which were constantly opening and closing, as if salivating. Its skeletal upper body is bent into a slight arc as if it can't stand upright, its arms are like the forearms of a praying mantis, but at the end of the scythe are bony fingers and claws, its legs seem to have no muscles, only thick bones, and its long black tail is covered with sharp bone spurs, coiling around the ground like a snake.

The fire dragon slammed into its head under Is's control, and it only shook its head slightly, raising its hand and waving it away like a mosquito, not so afraid.

"It's ...... What the hell?" Ed muttered.

"I don't know. Is's expression was also a little dumbfounded, "I've never heard of it." ”

They still know too little about hell.

The monster was large, but its appetite for food seemed to be no different from that of the little demons - even though the little fire dragon was constantly harassing, it still turned its head to Fili accurately.

The paladin scolded loudly and fled quickly. Rolling on the spot as the two shiny black scythes slashed at him, Terry leaping up and running forward, Terry helping him blast away the still enthusiastic little demons as he followed him as if they had fought side by side many times.

Instead of running to the other corner, they rushed straight to the feet of the giant monster.

Ed and Ise looked at each other, one staying where they were, and the other sprinting over.

The monster's scythe was so terrifying that even Iss didn't dare to take it hard. But what kind of inconvenience the huge body will cause, an ice dragon is clear.

He was joined by hordes of dwarves. Judging by their quick reflexes and composed expressions, it was probably not the first time they had faced such a monster.

The Isis mixed in it is as tall as a flock, out of place, but inexplicably a little bit of the same hatred and hatred.

He had figured out how to attack, maybe he could borrow the power of the dwarves, but in the blink of an eye, the monster was gone.

Not only the monster, but all the demons, the dwarves that charged, the sticky flesh all over the ground, all kinds of high-pitched and piercing sounds, the stench that made him almost numb...... No, this one didn't go away in the end.

He nearly tripped over a dwarven stone statue and took a few steps before he stopped his foot, looking around in disbelief.

They were back—back to a world of countless silent stone statues, as if the chaotic battle had been a dream.

But it's not a dream. They still had unhealed wounds, freshly stained blood on their clothes, and a disgusting mass of unknown things, exuding an unmistakable aura.

Nana slipped out of Is's clothes, hugged her face and tilted her head, "Huh?" to express their common doubts at the moment.

“...... Are they separated again?" Filly asked blankly, "Like Tonbuch?"

"I don't think it's the same. Ed, who ran over in a trance, tried to get his frozen brain moving, "Those dwarves, they seem to have been there all along, and we are the only ones who have escaped. If you can understand how you got in before, maybe you can go in again. ”

The spirits of the dwarves are there, and the truth may be there, and they can't just ignore them just because they can get out of them.

"Did you say before, you heard the heartbeat. Struggling to calm down, Mock turned to Terry, "Could that be some kind of sign...... Or an opportunity?"

The little mage had been silent for a while, obviously not expecting such an accident.

"I—" he stammered, "I should hear the dwarf's heartbeat...... Coming from the stone statue. ”

The dwarf's eyes widened.

"I think," the little mage said stubbornly, "I think they ...... At least some of these dwarves, too...... Alive. ”

Everything around was gone in an instant. The dwarf was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the placket of his clothes: "What did you say?!"