The originally peaceful town of Ash Valley began to fall into an inexplicable noisy chaos half an hour ago. The sound of explosions, screams, shouts, and the clashing of weapons mingled as if they had suddenly fallen into war.

However, it is strange that this noisy and chaotic area is only a small part of the town, and the rest of the town is still the same as usual, even more silent and deserted than usual, and the hotels that were originally open from morning to night have been closed for several rooms, and some curious foreign merchants want to look there, but they are immediately stopped by the patrolling soldiers.

“... It's the dwarves who fight with each other inside. These barbarians have always drunk too much wine and will mess around, this clan has robbed that clan's territory, that clan has stolen this clan's sheep or something, they have always been entangled, this time it is just louder. You'd better not get close, because those barbarians will rise up and slaughter people, and you won't be able to find a place to seek justice. We don't care anyway......"

Most of the soldiers on patrol were of a similar tone, and many of them shrugged their shoulders and didn't care when they heard this, and some of them hurried back to their hotels and garrisons to close their doors, or even hurriedly packed up their things and left. The merchants and guards who can come to this Gray Valley Town can be regarded as well-informed and well-informed, and under the persuasion of the soldiers, there is really no one who comes close to find out what is going on. Every merchant and escort who has traveled enough knows that not being too busybody is one of the keys to longevity.

There seemed to be an inexplicable tacit understanding, as if it was known that the riot could not be transmitted, and the noise over there became more and more intense, and the movement became louder and louder, and a small block was already in ruins in the battle. Surrounded by nearly a hundred dwarves, only two figures sometimes moved and dodged, and sometimes collided with the approaching dwarves and fought bloody flesh and blood.

"The weapons and armor forged by the dwarves for themselves will be refined by the earth element, they are very strong, and they are quite resistant to the arcane, and that arcane lightsaber of yours will be consumed very quickly, so it's best not to use it anymore......"

"Don't try to compete with these dwarves for endurance, the muscles of the dwarves are not the same as humans, and they can fight with all their might for half a day. Dwarves also have a high level of endurance, and can maintain their combat effectiveness as long as they are not disabled or fatally wounded......"

"The disadvantage of the dwarves is that their coordination is relatively poor, so they use heavy weapons, pay attention to avoidance and borrowing. And don't let them form a formation and besiege them..."

"The dwarves' minds and wisdom are sluggish, and even the earth elements that are naturally friendly are difficult to truly comprehend and use, and there are only a very small number of clergy. If you can have a mind or illusion arcane, it's much easier to deal with......"

The sound of swords intersecting, the roar of war, and the sound of broken limbs, Gawain's pointing never stopped. Feng Yinqiu also seems to have slowly found the feeling of melee combat with these short barbarians, although the secondary rainbow sword can barely cut the shields and weapons of these dwarves after being blessed by the elements, but it is too consuming the power of the Ten Thousand True Runes, after all, it also belongs to the five-ring arcane, and the power required to activate it once is not small, so Feng Yinqiu simply took a heavy blow, grabbed the feet and necks of the two dwarves with his grappling hand, and smashed them around like a meteor hammer.

Even Gawain was a little stunned for a moment by this style of fighting, and reminded him to save his physical strength, but two dwarves weighing four or five hundred pounds danced vigorously in his hands, and they were indeed more effective than any kind of weapon, so Gawain simply approached and used him as the core to wander around to assist. The two hapless dwarves who had been used as weapons struggled at first, and did not react until they had struck their compatriots' heavy hammers and axes on the rock wall of the ground.

However, Feng Yinqiu's heart was not relaxed, but faintly anxious. Because even so, he and Gawain did not break out of the siege of these dwarves.

The total number of dwarves is actually not very large, probably only about a hundred, but it gives him the feeling that it is far more difficult to deal with than the ordinary human warriors of thousands of people. Not only are the dwarves born with strength and physical strength, but also these more than 100 people are all real elite warriors who have experienced a hundred battles, maybe the attack is dull and simple, but they are all experienced warriors, advancing and retreating in a certain way, and their own flesh and blood flying and the death of their companions will not make them hesitate at all. It can even be said that he can have the upper hand in this way, but only relying on physical strength and physical strength that are more terrifying than these dwarves.

There are already thirty or forty dwarves around the corpses, and the two earth elemental giants who were taken away from control just now have been returned into clods of earth, after all, this kind of thing that can't be resisted by manpower is too dangerous, and being hit by the rock arm is far more fatal than being hit by a dwarf's hammer, but fortunately, this thing was originally changed by Feng Yinqiu himself, and he can also clearly perceive the flow of the core in it, and forcibly cut the outer layer with the rainbow sword and then destroy the core. The price of this is that there is not much left of the power of the true talisman. After all, summoning these two earth elemental giants, more than a dozen bursting fireballs, and four or five rainbow light swords, even a senior high-level mage may not be able to have enough spirit to cast so many spells.

But even so, they still couldn't find a chance to break out of this encirclement. The remaining nearly 100 dwarves still surrounded them in a very layered circle from far and near in all directions, neither rushing up like brainless flies, nor giving them any time to escape or leisure.

Click, click, a few tomahawks slashed down in a row, and the two dwarves who were used as weapons by Feng Yinqiu were finally divided by a few ruthless compatriots, and one of them didn't seem to be dead or dead, and he still had time to let out a half-scream. And these dwarves were undoubtedly the same clan that knew each other, and several dwarves who were divided into comrades couldn't help but let out a terrible and fierce howl, their eyes were bloodshot, and they rushed towards Feng Yinqiu together.

Several extremely sharp stalagmites suddenly emerged from under the feet of Feng Yinqiu and Gao Wen, stabbing towards the two of them from the bottom up. At the same time, there was also a force of attraction on the stalagmite, and some of the surrounding dirt and stones rolled towards it. But Feng Yinqiu and Gao Wen seemed to have expected this mutation, and their figures flashed in advance, and at the same time, the fighting energy and aura on their bodies suddenly flourished, and the fluctuation of the law mixed with the breath of life completely canceled out the effect of the law induced by this divine art.

Feng Yinqiu grabbed the hand of the dwarf who was closest to him and the easiest to catch with one move, but he was inevitably slashed on the shoulder by the dwarf's axe. At the same time, with his other hand, five bursting fireballs shot in the direction of the divine magic he had just felt.

With a loud bang, a house not far away was blown to pieces in the fire and air, and it was vaguely as if broken limbs had been thrown out, and the surrounding dwarves were also swept over by the air waves.

In the raging flames and qi waves, many dwarves showed fear and horror in their eyes, they had all seen the power of the arcane in their heyday, and they never dared to underestimate this power that once dominated the entire continent. And this is one of the reasons why they have never dared to stand too densely. I don't know what's going on, but the fireball arcane magic cast by this Westerner mage can be so dense. Originally, with their solid physique and elementally tempered armor, they could also resist one or two hits of this kind of area-damage arcane, but four or five were stacked together, and they couldn't stand it. Just three superimposed fireballs just now blew up the seven or eight dwarven warriors huddled together, and then burned a dozen or so dwarves on the periphery to the point of being half dead and dizzy.

Although they also knew that no matter how powerful a mage was, it would be impossible for him to endlessly use his spirit to connect to the magic net to release arcane arts, but looking at the relaxed and uncaring expression of this Westerner mage, waving his hand at random, all the dwarves had no doubt that he must still have a lot of energy to spare.

In fact, according to Feng Yinqiu's own estimates, the Wanyou True Talisman could only maintain such a fireball for five consecutive shots at most, and it would temporarily and completely deplete its strength.

But he didn't have the slightest idea of saving, and the more he was in this kind of bad time, the more he had to show that he had spare energy. If there is the slightest hesitation, or if the number of fireballs released is insufficient, it will only give these dwarves a hint of extreme danger. And compared to these dwarven warriors, the dwarven priest hiding in the rear is the most dangerous, and the two of them have been unable to break through for a long time, but the biggest reason is the harassment of the earth elemental magic. Feng Yinqiu didn't know if it was one of the two Earth Priests before, and he didn't know if the few bursting fireballs he had just fired directly blew the other party to pieces, but he was sure that even if the protection was good, it would be impossible to be undamaged in the face of this burst of three-ring arcane. Even if he doesn't die this time, the dwarven priest will definitely have to be more careful next time he wants to use divine magic.

When there were a few sounds, the axes and hammers of several other dwarves were all blocked by Gawain's long sword, the chief guardian of the West Coast has exquisite swordsmanship, and his own fighting spirit also has a great bonus to the defense aspect, although the axes and hammers of these dwarves are all powerful, he has not shown the slightest fatigue in covering and covering until now.

The sharp pain in his shoulder did not affect Feng Yinqiu's movements in the slightest, and the dwarf's axe that he grabbed had actually cut a crack in the shoulder bone, but as soon as the axe was pulled out, the ruptured muscles and blood vessels around it were rapidly healed and regrown under the impetus of the powerful vitality of this body, and not much blood was shed. On the contrary, the pain that seemed to reach his head seemed to touch some valve deep in his body, and a violent blood qi spread upward, and he slammed his hand along this blood qi, and the dwarf's thick and strong bones could not bear it, and it broke in a faint muffled sound, and the dwarf screamed, and the axe in his hand fell to the ground.

With a wave of his hand, he smashed back the two dwarves who rushed up from behind, Feng Yinqiu suddenly threw the dwarf away, and grabbed the dwarf's two legs in mid-air and tore them violently, Hora burst into blood and light, and he actually tore the dwarf into two pieces.

A kick crushed the head of the dwarf who was still howling in the pool of blood, and the beastly and vicious anger that permeated his heart was vented a little, and Feng Yinqiu tried his best to calm himself down. Although this body reshaped by the wolf god is strong, it is contaminated with the true spirit law of the wolf god, and the vitality that is extremely strong also means that it is difficult to control the beastly instinct, and the normal time is fine, but in such an extreme environment, he is a little unable to grasp it. If he was stimulated by a little more serious injury, he really wasn't sure if he would still be able to keep his senses.

Completely stimulating the aura of the wolf god, and giving full play to the power of the little heaven and earth true spirit hidden in this body, although he can slaughter this group of dwarves, but at that time, I am afraid that he will lose his mind completely, and even he is not sure what he will do. He had that experience once when he was in China, and the lesson he learned was that it was best never to do it again.

"Be sure to be calm. The greatness of the gods is to make us recognize ourselves and the world for what we are, to guide us closer to greatness, not to let us get lost in greatness. ”

Gawain's voice rang out beside him. This guardian has been immersed in the Shinto path for many years and has a wide range of knowledge, even if the inheritance of things is different, Feng Yinqiu has never said anything about the relationship between this body and the wolf god, but he also judged from Feng Yinqiu's appearance, demeanor and the aura emanating from his body that Feng Yinqiu was a little out of control, and immediately reminded him.

The wind was speechless. He also knew that Gawain was right, but he couldn't help it. He is not a Shinto cultivator in the true sense, not even a believer, and he can barely withstand this true god breath, it is because the wolf god itself has fallen, and his cultivation itself is because of the clear and lofty Dao Sect Method. The true spiritual aura hidden in this body is an incomparable peerless treasure for the Sidi people who believe in the wolf god, but for him, it is a dangerous thing that will explode uncontrollably at any time.

The bloody and brutal method just now obviously gave a lot of excitement to the besieging dwarves, and the angry shouts and howls rang out, and many of the dwarves had blood-red eyes, and they immediately rushed forward regardless of it.

A somewhat shrill roar suddenly exploded, causing the dwarves around them to almost get out of control, and then they fell silent again, and even the dwarves who had been there recently stopped their weapons and temporarily retreated.

A dwarf walked briskly from a distance with a few of his men, and the dwarven warriors surrounded by the perimeter hurriedly made a passage on both sides, allowing the dwarf to go straight to the center of the battlefield.

It was a dwarf in fine armor and a gloomy face, and from the dwarves around him looked at him with fear and obedience, and he could tell that this was the leader of the dwarves. The leader of the dwarves walked twenty or thirty meters away from Feng Yinqiu and Gawain, and after scanning them gloomily, he turned his gaze to the various dwarven corpses on the ground around him, and then his expression became even more gloomy and gloomy.

A burst of angry and sharp dwarven words suddenly erupted from the mouth of the dwarven leader, and he looked left and right around the surrounding dwarves, his tone was extremely violent, and a pair of small dark eyes that could not see the whites of the eyes flashed with a dangerous light. Some of the dwarves answered him honestly, raising his anger and voice a little higher.

"This is the leader of these Blackstone Clan dwarves, but not the patriarch... It seems to be a military commander, the most powerful warrior in the clan, and there should be a title and name of inheritance......" Gao Wen and Feng Yinqiu also stopped, they needed this opportunity to rest more than the dwarves around them. Gao Wen is rich and knowledgeable, and naturally knows the customs and language of the dwarves, and listens carefully to the dwarven leader's scolding of the other dwarves while translating to Feng Yinqiu.

"He's very unhappy that these people have lost so many people and that they haven't been able to solve it...... It seems that the previous Earth Priest also died one, which is a great loss for a clan. He was very angry, saying that the death of so many people would have a great impact on his actions afterwards...... And be laughed at by those humans...... Sure enough, these dwarves are with the Northern Legion... Even those who are connected to the cultists!"

With the dwarven leader's words, Gawain's face was completely gloomy. Feng Yinqiu also nodded, the seemingly inexplicable attacks of these dwarves hinted at a lot of deadly things in themselves.

“...... Since he said this brazenly in front of us, it seems that he has made up his mind not to let us leave alive. ”

At this time, the dwarven leader had finished reprimanding the dwarves around him, and refocused his attention on them, and his somewhat sharp voice was replaced by the common language of the human race: "Powerful mage, very good, it turns out that you are a very powerful mage, a Westerner can be a very powerful arcanist? It seems that there are some strange things in you Westerners who occasionally kill so many Blackstone warriors."

"I'm the Goldstone, the Red Dar, the Brondler. The leader and patriarch of the Blackstone clan. The dwarven commander's small eyes that exuded a dangerous aura stared at Feng Yinqiu in a daze. "My favorite thing to do is to slam the mage's spine on my knee and break it in two like a turnip. You know what, it's not going to kill right away, even if a broken rib pierces the guts, they can hold out a little longer? However, those bastard spirits couldn't concentrate at all under the pain of a broken spine, and they couldn't even use a zero ring spell, they could only slowly twitch and die on the ground like worms, and usually they would be incontinent or something. I love to see this scene the most, and whenever this happens, I think back to my father and two brothers who died at the hands of the mage. They must not have been so painful when they were slowly dissolved by the acid ball. ”

"As a Westerner, I can give you a little preferential treatment. Deal with you with the Western techniques that I learned from a Western friend not long ago, such as splitting you in two like a mountain, or digging out your heart with your hands like a tiger. ”

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There was a faint commotion coming from outside. I don't know where it came from, or from the far entrance where I don't know where, when it came here, there was only a faint sound than the sound of mosquitoes and flies, and it was only because of the almost complete silence of the corridors and prisons that people could barely hear it.

Mu Qinyi leaned against the cold wall for a while, and finally straightened out the feeling of boredom and breathlessness in his chest and abdomen. I don't know if it was her luck, or if the dwarf did it on purpose, and the kick that kicked her away didn't make her break a rib, but her viscera was sore and her hands and feet were sore.

She didn't know exactly what was going on outside, but she was sure that once the small-eyed Owl Dwarf returned, what had not happened before it could continue. Thinking of this, she only felt a chill pass from beginning to end, arousing goosebumps, and her body trembled slightly.

Fear did not take her captive. Hiding in the corner with her head in her hands, pinning her hopes on the uncontrollable uncontrolled riots outside in the unlikely event that those dwarves can never return, may be the subconscious choice of most women, but it is by no means her choice. Mu Qinyi first carefully inspected every little corner of the cage, then the fence, and finally the lock on the fence. But unfortunately, she didn't find the slightest flaw that she could exploit.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qinyi sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The cold feeling of depression never disappeared, making her completely unable to feel the slightest bit of the presence of the water element. This prison for the sorcerers, most likely left over from the Arcane Empire, is still functioning meticulously after decades. But Mu Qinyi can be sure that this kind of ban can only play a role to a certain extent. Earth, water, fire, and wind are one of the fundamental cornerstones of the construction of this heaven and earth, and even the floating city of the Arcane Empire will be destroyed in the root shock of the elements, not to mention this small prison. So what this prison imprisons is only her divine sense, or perception of the laws of the outside world.

But again, this should only be a part.

Shenzhou Buddhism says that everyone has a Buddha nature, and Taoist Qi refining pays attention to the small world of the human body and the big world of the universe, even if it is some rare pagan magic, the general outline also says that the essence of the human soul is connected with the great source of heaven and earth. And the arcane civilization of this continent of Europe, no matter how complex and profound those learning and magic techniques are, and how huge and magical the magic web is, in essence, it is also the power of people's hearts and souls to attract the root of the world, which can change such complex and magical arcane arts, control the elements and other things, and even involve changes in time and space.

Therefore, fundamentally speaking, the essence of the human soul is a part of the great source of heaven and earth. And the most direct manifestation of this is Shinto.

The Shinto path is actually a path that seems easy and difficult, and it is difficult for outsiders to explain and evaluate. Whether it is compared to the talisman qi training in the rivers and lakes of Shenzhou, or the arcane art of the European continent, the introduction to the art of Shinto seems to be extremely simple, whether it is talented or experienced, or even by chance, as long as you perceive that law of heaven and earth, you can be regarded as embarking on the path of Shinto. If you concentrate on your perception and understanding, you can trigger the laws you perceive, and you will have different levels of magical powers according to the depth of your perception and the size of your will. Divine powers are supernatural powers that only come after the supernatural powers. According to the Taoist saying, no matter how weak the Shinto technique is, it has been an innate supernatural power from the beginning.

It's just a human being, and it's incredibly small compared to heaven and earth. Even if any law of heaven and earth is only a part of the essence of the whole heaven and earth, but people communicate with it, it is like a wisp of duckweed to take advantage of the water potential of the Yangtze River, and it is just a matter of drifting with the tide. Therefore, the various rituals, sacrifices, and doctrinal rules on the Shinto path are very important, not only for people to gradually climb the ladder, but also to protect people from slipping into the abyss.

Mu Qinyi now has neither stairs nor handrails. Churches and temples that worship the four elemental gods are rare even among the druids, let alone in ordinary cities, and she certainly doesn't know any teachings, rituals, and rituals about the water elemental gods. And she was able to get to this point, of course, because the path of the Divine Way was relatively simple at the beginning, but also because she was a disciple of the Divine Water Palace, and she had practiced the Water Dao Method for more than ten or twenty years.

Although this water is not the other water, the power of the five elements of the Shenzhou Dao Law and the four elements on the Euro Continent are not the same thing, but they are not without similarities with each other, especially the moist circulation of the Water Dao Law, and the commonality between the water element is quite high, which is also the reason why she can turn to the water element Shinto and immediately be able to travel thousands of miles in a day.

It's just that to the point where it is now, and it's almost the limit. If you want to dig deeper, and go further, and explore the deeper powers and mysteries of Shinto, it is to be aided and protected by the teachings, rituals, and sacrificial methods found in the true Elemental Temple.

But now in such a situation, it is too late to find the teachings and rituals of the Elemental Temple. Mu Qinyi slowly recited the Xuanshui Sutra passed down by the descendants of the Shenshui Palace, gathered her mind, and visualized everything she saw, heard and felt in her mind when she swam in the boundless sea in the past few days.

Slowly, the ocean in my mind was raging, and the boundless water became clearer and closer.

Then she plunged headlong into it.