Among the many myths of the world, there is no shortage of dwarves.

In some myths, these small guys are good at forging artifacts, and in some myths, these guys are in possession of the elixir of immortality.

Judging from the current situation, the three dwarves in armor who appeared in front of us should be the former.

The dwarf at the front was holding a shiny axe the size of a wheel, and he didn't know how he had the luck to get it.

The other two dwarves had much more shabby things in their hands, one carrying a boning knife, the other only a large broom for sweeping the road, and yes, even the big broom had become a weapon.

Judging from the fact that they are full of confidence and dare to come to me and the side artillery for trouble without even thinking about it, their strength should be very good.

Above the clouds, when the wind is blowing, no one will choose to get out of the way, so this fight is inevitable.

Because of this, I didn't say anything to them, such as persuading them to leave, I just took it and released a fire dragon, and snaked it towards the three dwarves on the opposite side.

The side cannon is not idle, if his spell is assisted by yellow paper and other spiritual materials, the effect is even better, and if there are no materials like now, he can still use it.

Suddenly, a row of paper figures dressed in gold armor appeared in front of the side cannon, like heavenly soldiers.

Each of these paper figures was expressionless, and their faces were pale.

In the blink of an eye, there were many more people on our side than these dwarves.

But the dwarves did not retreat, but rushed towards us with a shout.

The dwarf who was holding the big axe first howled as if a god had descended, and in the blink of an eye, his body inflated like a balloon that had been charged.

The axe, which originally seemed very big in his hand, not only did it not look huge, but it looked a little smaller.

Seeing a fierce fire dragon trying to pounce on itself, the dwarf in front also showed a hint of horror on his face, but this fear was then replaced by a fiery rage.

In the loud noise, the dwarf who rushed up more than a foot tall was hit by the fire dragon and flew out, if it weren't for the two clansmen behind him who desperately blocked him, I'm afraid that this somewhat reckless guy would turn into a falling leaf.

Even if a few of them didn't fall for a while, they were forced close to the edge of the cloud by the huge impact.

What is more rare is that by this time, these guys still haven't given up.

Of course, this has something to do with the rules of the dream world, and there is no real danger to your life if you hang up here anyway.

Several paper figures controlled by the side cannon immediately pressed forward, and with the current strength of these paper figures, most of them could not stop a trained ordinary person.

This is also something that can't be helped, firstly, the strength of Bian Cannon, a cultivator who uses spells, has been greatly reduced, and secondly, he has not prepared anything.

Although the dream world defines some things that are unreliable to look at as weapons, things like yellow mounted paper are obviously not among them.

When the three dwarves saw someone coming, they suddenly became a little nervous.

In their realm, there are naturally such annoying beings as mages.

Although everyone wanted to scold these people in their hearts, it has to be said that the status of these spellcasters has always been much higher than that of these warriors.

If the three of them had known that both of us were cultivators equivalent to spellcasters, they might not have rushed straight up.

But there are not so many ifs, even in the dream world.

The five golden-armored paper men joined together, and although they could not take down the three dwarves or send them down to the clouds, they entangled the dwarves to the death.

My palm shook slightly, and I was about to make a move, but at this moment, the wind whistled.

The wind was once again so strong that the side cannon and I saw that something was wrong, and immediately ducked into the clouds.

But the dwarves outside had no place to hide, and not only that, but they didn't even have a place to hide now.

In this case, there is only one way left for them, and that is to be blown down.

"Goodbye friend!"

Seeing that the situation was decided, the side cannon stretched out a hand and waved it at the dwarves.

This provocation immediately drew a response from the dwarves, that is, a loud scolding.

We are destined not to hear what they are saying, and in our dreams, although the language barrier is diluted, our hearing does not grow at all.

This means that it is impossible for us to hear the fragmented words they convey in the wind.

Not only the three dwarves, but also the paper figures that had been pestering them, and several dutiful paper figures also flew out together.

They even flew out much earlier than a few dwarves, after all, their weight was almost equal to zero.

In the first few seconds, the side cannon can still see the surrounding environment through the perspective of these paper figures, but after a few seconds, the paper man has already flown away, far away from the distance that the side cannon can sense.

Although the wind is getting stronger again, we are in much safer condition than before.

I looked around me and suddenly I noticed a problem.

"Come and see, how did the clouds in the sky become so thin?"

When the side cannon heard this, he hurriedly sent it over and looked out.

I saw that there were indeed a lot less white clouds around me.

You know, when we first appeared here, the sky was covered with clouds like fish scales.

But now, it's an exaggeration to describe it as not one out of ten.

"Could it be that the clouds that no one is up there have disappeared?"

Hearing this, I glanced at the side cannon in surprise, but I didn't expect him to be able to see this.

Seeing my expression, Bian Pao seemed to know what I was thinking, and his face suddenly darkened.

The winds of the drum washing machine continued, and it wasn't long before what we feared happened again.

We have long had a feeling that the test will not be so easy.

After all, hiding in the clouds can get through the test, and this test is still too simple.

Now, our hunch has come true.

The previous winds were just blowing clouds around at the same height on a flat surface, but now they are different.

Every cloud was bouncing up and down in the sound of the wind, as if it had been thrown into the air and then fell straight down.

Soon, even the two of us had a feeling of dizziness.

When the wind stopped for a while, the side cannon said with a pale face: "This is also a pit person, what is this selection?!"

I was also a little embarrassed, but in the process just now, I saw a lot of people being thrown out of their hiding places, and then falling from the sky screaming and falling down.

I was about to say something when I suddenly noticed that above the clouds in front of me, there seemed to be a figure flashing.

(End of chapter)