"It's a monster, Gosio. Catherine lamented.

Compared to the illustrations Catherine had seen in the books, the real Gusio felt as oppressive as the eve of a storm. The huge figure is much inferior to the majestic palace of the royal city. Gusio had a one-eye, larger than a millstone, that took up half of his face, and a purple halo emanated from his dark red pupils. As long as you look at these halos even a little bit, you will feel a noticeable loss of energy. Beneath its single eye is a huge mouth that turns outward. The jaw opened and closed every few seconds, and one by one the shadow crabs crawled out of its mouth and fell into the lake, looking like dripping black saliva. Gosio has four thick arms that dance back and forth incessantly. The arms are covered with looming scales, as abrupt as a cliff. Because the monster was so tall, it could only crawl forward with its body bent. The serpentine lower body swayed rapidly in the water of the lake, and the speed of movement was no less than that of a galloping horse on the grassland.

"Come into the city!" shouted Anvil as he ran back from the front, leading the group towards the towering semicircular gate on the shore of the lake. It was a doorway that even humans would think was tall, as if it had been cut straight out of the rock.

"Let's go, run straight down the street to the palace. The anvil waved at the gate of the city for everyone to pass quickly.

"Gosio can pass through here, too. That's what Catherine thought when she ran through the doorway. The towering doorway is long and wide, and as soon as you run inside, you feel dim and gloomy, and you can't see the light of the exit until you are more than ten meters away. Although the walls of the cave are also inlaid with glowing stones, the inside of the doorway seems to be much darker than the outside.

"Quick, quick. "Anvil Run at the end, constantly urging a few people.

Catherine and Green Wind ran at the front, then Ferry and As, and the four of them rushed out of the city gate and ran for a few dozen meters.

"Anvil, where is the anvil?" suddenly roared after the break.

"He said to go and close the gates. Ferry wiped his sweat and gasped.

"There is only a doorway, and I don't see any gates. As's eyes were red, and his face was extremely ugly.

The green wind in front of him suddenly stopped and looked back, and the other three hurriedly turned back. Catherine saw Gusio come ashore, and she felt her heart begin to beat violently.

The monster's eyes lit up with a fierce light, and it roared and slapped the shore of the lake with a terrifying sound. There was a tremor on the ground, and it made people feel unsteady on their feet. It was clear from the hole in the door that Gusio had lunged at them from that end, and the ground had cracked terribly where his heavy body had run over.

Anvil stood by the doorway, carrying his great axe, and he turned around and beckoned into the doorway.

"For the glory of the warriors. Anvil held the great axe to the ground, and his voice came from the doorway, drowning out Gosio's roar.

"The Dwarven King is calling his warriors, and courage is my motto. Running away is my shame, and retreating is my cowardice. The mighty man will die calmly, and the glory will be with me. ”

"The law of glory of the dwarves!" Catherine screamed, and then flew back to run, but was grabbed by As.

"The anvil will die, and I can stop Gusio for ten seconds. Catherine tried desperately to wrench As's hand away, but it was as hard to move as a pincer.

"Anvil decided to be there, and he won't come back. Ace gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling.

Gusio rushed frantically, his massive head reaching the edge of the doorway. "For the glory of the warriors. The sound of the anvil sounded again, and he raised his axe and slashed it down, the sound of chains breaking was heard in everyone's ears.

The ground began to shake, and an unusually rectangular boulder fell from the top of the doorway. Gosio had no intention of stopping, roaring like a howling cold wind, mixed with a violent wind and snow. Its predecessor poked into the doorway, and the dwarf anvil vanished in its massive shadow.

The boulder finally falls, while both Gosio and Anvil are in the doorway. A deafening sound filled the space, and the smoke and dust slowly cleared, leaving one of Gosio's arms exposed.

The tall doorway was blocked by a whole boulder, blocked by the crazy Gusio, blocked by a dwarf anvil. Catherine threw herself into As's arms and wept bitterly, and Ass closed his eyes in pain, his hand clenching the handle of his sword bloodless.

"He said to go and close the gates. Ferry sat down on the ground in a daze, sobbling.

Green Wind silently turned his back and pulled a piccolo from his arms. The melodious sound of the flute wafted around, which was a hymn to the heroes of the elven homeland.

The four of them walked weakly, and Catherine's heart was full of self-reproach. It was a mistake that could have been avoided if we hadn't taken on this long journey. Sorrow pervades the ranks, and the road ahead is full of gloom and sadness.

In the dwarven underground city, there are tall and rugged buildings everywhere. Unfortunately, without the explanation of the anvil, Catherine could not raise the spirit to watch these witnesses of history, and the quiet streets seemed to become more solemn.

"That must be the palace of the dwarven king. Ace squeezed a word out of his throat.

At the end of the street, a majestic temple hides in the darkness, lined with thick round columns, and a wide corridor for cars and horses. The hallway stretched out into the darkness of the night.

The ground here is no longer blue and white stone slabs, the boxy black steel rock has been quarried and inlaid, and the smooth stone surface is polished like a mirror, and the erosion of time has not taken away its smoothness.

"Let's go in, we have no way back. Catherine pushed Feeley, who was a little hesitant, and said.

Green Wind was at the front, and he looked ahead with all his might. However, even with the glowing stones on the pillars, the elves' gaze could not reach far, and an invisible force was devouring the light, always shrouding the road ahead in darkness. A few men cautiously groped their way forward, and after a few hundred paces finally came to the end of the hallway, where the door of the temple was blocked high and wide.

"You can light a fire here. Catherine said when she saw Green Wind pointing to the dark shadow by the door.

Two small fireballs flew out from between Catherine's fingers and shot to the sides. The thick flames of the "Teng" bowl burst out instantly, and the hall was bright on all sides.

There are two huge trays by the door of the temple, which are filled with black oil, and the flames are dancing happily on the surface of the oil.

"What a big lock. Ferry shouted with his mouth deliberately wide open, as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere of the sinking pain.

There was a big dark blue lock hanging from the iron ring of the temple door, and Ferry walked under the lock and compared it with his own head, and the lock surface was much larger than his face. Ace stepped forward and swung his sword at the ring, and the sword swung open with a loud bang, leaving the ring unscathed.

"Cold Star Mine, the dwarves actually found so many Cold Star Mines just to make a door lock. Catherine stroked the lock and said helplessly, "The hardest material on the continent, the deepest heat flame in the center of the earth can melt the cold star mine." ”

"The ancient civilization of the Dwarven Empire actually has smelting technology beyond today's. Catherine was both admiring and regretful.

"It's a pity we don't have thieves. Fei used his fingers to pick at the round keyhole.

"Maybe this will do. Ace removed the small water bladder from his waist, "Cold Star Mine is also a metal. ”

The blood of the black-fronted rat was poured into the keyhole, and all that could be done now was to wait.

Time slowed unusually slowly, and the four of them sat on the ground in misery. Ferry began to time his pulse, and when he carved the seventieth five hundred jump, he couldn't help but jump up and shout.

"What if you can't open it, what if you can't open it? It's a dead end, a dead end! The anvil must know what to do, otherwise it won't let us come. But he's gone, what to do? What to do? We're going with him soon. Ferry was a little hysterical, waving his hands and stamping his feet, screaming hoarsely.

Ace couldn't look at it, and directly hit Ferry on the back of the head with the hilt of his sword, "Don't waste your strength." With that, he sat down and fell asleep.

I don't know if we will starve to death or die of thirst, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through Catherine's mind, the Cold Star Mine may not be the black fronted rat can do anything at all.

Catherine shook her head, trying to push the strange thought away. She looked at Ferry who was knocked unconscious to the ground, looked at Ace who was sleeping sweetly, and finally stopped her eyes on the green wind in the distance. I don't remember when, the silent elf walked alone to the side of the hallway, and he looked out motionlessly, as if in thought.

The world of elves is full of prosaic and mysterious, and the people on the continent still don't know where they came from. Among the existing human historical materials, only the legend of the Elf King, a long poem of a thousand lines, has appeared. But the poem is obscure, and the words flicker.

"The gods have abandoned their homeland,

The king opens up the kingdom.

The thousand-year-old covenant has dissipated,

The shackles of fate have not yet been lifted. ”

Catherine softly read the first four lines of The Legend of the Elven King, the teacher's favorite verse of Quisling's favorite verse. The inquisitive Catherine once asked Quislin when she was a child why she kept nagging over and over again. Ghisling simply said that the first four lines were the key to the poem, the key to the origin of the elves.

It was only then that Catherine felt that she didn't seem to know anything about Green Wind. Green Wind suddenly appeared in the team one day, quiet, alert, fast, excellent combat skills, and every shot of arrows, he can always appear where the team needs it most, but what else?

Catherine couldn't remember where Green Wind came from, and her age was only vaguely around two hundred.

Ferry had said that he and Greenwind had traveled to the south of the kingdom with him, and that it was the only time Greenwind had traveled far away. Originally, there was always one or two months a year when the members of the Kur Mercenary Regiment were active alone. Ferry likes to travel south to spread the gospel of the church, while Greenwind has always chosen to stay at headquarters. But that day, Green Wind unexpectedly decided to travel, and it was to go south with Ferry together. On the borders of the kingdom, Green Wind said goodbye to Ferry and walked into the vast primeval forest.

Radiant Forest, a strange and historic place. The founder of the kingdom, known as the King of the Grey Eagle, made a vow that the kingdom's southern frontier would stop in the Radiant Forest. To this day, the sons and grandsons of St. Faan, successive kings have followed this oath. As long as time passed, business trips in and out of the Radiant Forest became scarce. I heard that two hundred years ago, when the last forest guide died, there were no more humans who could cross the Radiant Forest.

Catherine looked up and saw that the figure of Green Wind had been lost in the distance. The sleeping Ace appeared in front of him, his sword unsheathed.

"Danger" Catherine immediately flashed a thought, she stood up and saw Ferry being dragged by the green wind, this elf was really fast.

Midori Wind and Ace stood side by side, looking nervously to the right. It was pitch black behind the pillars, and Catherine wanted to put a tentative fireball. Ace motioned no, and Catherine read the uneasiness in his eyes. Catherine remembers that when Ace taught her adventures, he repeatedly warned that a rash move could cause unnecessary fighting.

The breeze blows from all directions and seems to seep out of every corner, which is absolutely unconscionable. The flames in the trays on both sides also turned pale and glowed weakly. Catherine felt a chill in her bones, and she saw Ferry shivering when she woke up.

The moment the wind stopped, the sound of footsteps "pop, pop" sounded at the same time, and it came from the corner as if out of nowhere. A white figure appeared between the pillars on the right, as if it was real and imaginary, as if it could disperse at any time. He wore a towering pointed hat on his head, and when he looked closely, he still held a thick book that was as tall as him.

The white figure walked slowly and laboriously, and the smoky books seemed unusually heavy on him. He was much shorter than an anvil. Although he is a dwarf, the anvil is almost the size of the chest of the green wind, and he is a rare elder among the dwarves. But that's only half a head taller than the average dwarf.

The figure in front of her may only reach the chest of the anvil, Catherine assessed herself.

The white figure walked up to several people and made the gesture of placing the book on the table. Surprisingly, the thick book was suspended in the air. The figure continued to climb up, it was really strange, it was as if he had climbed on a high stool, even though he had nothing.

What came to Catherine's mind, the scene before her seemed familiar, which book was the illustration? The figure standing in mid-air looked like he was wearing glasses, and on a high stool, he could look at the four of them if he wanted to, but couldn't. He turned around to take a closer look at the group, and Catherine felt herself see his beard, hanging from mid-air to the ground.

"Elves are staying with humans, this should be noted. The figure muttered to itself. He opened the book neatly, and searched back and forth "with a bang".

"Yes, this is it. He reached out and picked something up out of thin air, and dipped it on the side. It's like a quill and an inkwell on a table.

"Is that writing?" Ferry asked Catherine in a whisper as he watched the figure's movements.

Catherine turned her face sideways and nodded, only to find that Ferry had gathered a ball of light in her hand and threw it over.

Damn! it's too late to stop it.

Ace and Green Wind hurriedly put on a battle stance.

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