Thor and Kratos climbed the stone steps on one side of the cave, a slender tunnel jutting out of the rock wall that led to the depths of the cave, and the same stone staircase opposite, separated by the sea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thor looked down, and a shallow line appeared in the center of the water, and the side near the cave was a yellow-brown current, and the side of the water was blue-green, as if the underground river in the cave intersected with the sea, forming such a clear boundary.

The air was slightly damp and cold, and Thor took a few steps forward, and behind him, One-Eye, Morey, and the others had already climbed up from the sea.

Like a spinning windmill, the dire wolf seemed to vibrate from beginning to end as if every bone joint could vibrate, and in an instant it threw the sea water out of its body, and the satin-like fur suddenly became fluffy and dry again.

"I wish I could do the same. Of course, Morey couldn't shake off the sea water like a dire wolf, so he could only gasp and lean against the wall behind him to wait for the water to dry.

"You don't have to come along, old man—" Thor sighed and looked at Morey with some concern, after all, he was old, and he had just climbed up with the help of other warriors.

"It's okay" Morey took a breath, waved his hand and said with a smile: "I know a little about dwarves, and I can help, just leave Pompeii on the other side to respond." ”

Seeing that the old man insisted, Thor nodded and said no more, followed the footsteps of Kratos in front of him, and slowly walked towards the depths of the cave.

The cave was not very deep, and as they spoke, they turned a corner and saw a conspicuous light in front of them.

It was as if a skylight had been opened from the highest point of the cave, and the bright light condensed into a beam, shining straight down from above, and landed on a platform, and such a bright thing suddenly appeared in the dim cave, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

Thor looked closely, it was a large circular platform, which seemed to be the innermost part of the entire cave, and under the dazzling light, several figures could be faintly seen shaking.

"Be careful—" Thor whispered to everyone behind him, Kratos was still at the forefront, a few laps larger than the average barbarian, and he was as light as a cat on the ground, without making a sound, which made Thor look amazed.

Soon, completely different from the imaginary danger, the group successfully came to the large round platform, and several cold eyes shot at Thor, but did not make him guarded, but instead raised a thick doubt.

"This - this must be the dwarves' lair, right?" he looked back at Morey, but saw the old man rubbing the beard on his chin in confusion, his eyes fixed on the old dwarves sitting on the platform.

These dwarves seemed to have foreseen their fate, and did not react to the arrival of the barbarians, and some even showed sarcastic smiles, as if they were laughing at the deceived Thor and the others.

"It's strange, why are there just two dwarves, and they're both old men?" Thor muttered to himself, Kratos beside him frowned and waved his hand coldly

"Search-" One-Eye listened to his orders, and with Kratos' order, the dire wolves sprang out in all directions and searched the large circular platform.

Seeing the huge dire wolf jumping out and a pair of dark green and terrifying wolf eyes, the dwarves seemed to be instinctively afraid, and they gathered in the center of the platform, close together.

Thor laughed secretly: "These guys are quite conscious, it's okay, so I don't have to drive them away." ”

The platform said that it was not big or small, but for the wolves, the search was only a moment's work, and after a while, the dire wolves returned to the warriors one after another, and the results of the search seemed to be nothing.

"Eh, it's weird, these dwarves aren't just a few old and sick, are we're the only young man in the tribe?"

At this moment, there was a whimper, and a dwarf appeared in front of him with one eye in his mouth.

"Plop" let go of his mouth, and the dwarf in his mouth fell to the ground. Thor followed the sunlight shining from the roof of the cave and saw a dwarf too old to be old, with white hair and a white beard, and could not find a single gray or black.

The skin is also miserable white, as if you have been in the shade for a long time, and have not been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Instead of being depressed and sad when he was taken out by One-Eye, the old dwarf sat calmly on the ground, looking at Thor, Kratos, Morey, and the Dire Wolves.

Looking at it all the way, the old dwarf's calm eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, and a trace of ripples appeared, and the group of barbarians who appeared at this time was really beyond his expectations.

"Hey, there's no one else here?" Thor asked as he approached the whitebearded dwarf, crouched down and spoke in the lingua franca of Wotan, remembering that Tula had said that the dwarves could understand the lingua franca.

Although he is not as fluent as Tula, Saul has also studied with Morey, and it is no problem to barely communicate.

"...... you?!" Hearing Thor's words, the dwarf trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and his flat face showed an incredible expression, and a word popped out involuntarily with his mouth open.

"What ...... me?" asked, pointing to his chest and tilting his head.

"You, how can you speak the lingua franca-" Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, the dwarf slowly brushed away the handful of white hair covering his eyes with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "I mean, who are you and what do you want to do here?" ”

"That's a long story—" Thor felt a little numb in his legs that had been squatting, so he simply sat cross-legged opposite the old man, scratched his head as if chattering, thought for a moment and said:

"To put it simply, I should be your neighbor, and my tribe is on the cliff over here......" Stretching out his hand and rubbing his ears, Thor continued with a smile:

"Recently, I need help with something, and you dwarves are said to be good at this, so I came to me hoping to get help-"

"Is this how you barbarians ask for help?" the old dwarf looked around, and there was no sign of peace except for the tall warriors with bows and spears on their backs, and the vicious wolves with sharp teeth and glowing pupils.

"No, no, no," Thor shook his head, waving his hand, "This is not a threat, but a proof that we have what it takes to survive on this island." ”

He turned around and grinned and pointed at the people behind him: "Look at these strong warriors, fierce wolves, they are the guarantee of our survival here." ”

Then Thor lightly pointed at the dwarf in front of him with his hand, and said confidently, "In the same way, I can naturally provide this kind of protection for our companions—"

Thor's words made the dwarf's body tremble uncontrollably, and he shook it twice, seeing everything in his eyes, Thor smiled, stretched out a hand and continued:

"Anyway, let's get to know each other first, I'm Nom of the Cliff Corner tribe who lives on the cliff, the leader of the Soth people, my name is Thor. ”

Looking at the rough and powerful hand stretched out, the white-haired dwarf hesitated, the current situation was completely different from what he expected, it was definitely beyond the scope of his own thinking.

Thor still smiled, looking at the old man, his outstretched hand did not mean to withdraw it in the slightest, and waited quietly.

Just as everyone held their breath and silently looked at the two people sitting in the middle of the platform, the white-haired dwarf finally slowly stretched out his hand, which was different from the pale skin, his palm was thick and hard, as if he was born like this.

"I am Paladin, the patriarch of the Darkhearth Clan. As he spoke, two equally rough hands clasped together.