"It's a strange thing."

When Roger first saw the "Crow's Crown", he thought it was extraordinary.

At first glance, it is indeed a rather rare magical item.

Curiosities are the same as forbidden objects.

All belong to the category that cannot be identified by the Qi Hope Technique.

This made it impossible for Roger to obtain further accurate information about the Crow's Crown.

But even a gray dwarf can wear and use it, and Roger naturally doesn't worry that this strange thing will always rot in his hands.

Quickly putting away the Crow Crown, he continued to grope back and forth over the corpse of the grey dwarf leader.

"Found it!"

With a hard pull, Roger ripped the object off the gray dwarf leader's neck.

You can see it by the light of the roaring fire on the mountainside.

It's an amber bead.

This bead is extremely cool to the touch, and it doesn't feel cold after a long time.

Roger's eyes were full of curiosity, and he threw out the Qi Lookout technique.

……

"Master of the Style's Fire Bead (Treasure): Makes the Wearer Not Afraid of Flames"

……

"This gray dwarf leader is too rich."

After reading the description, Roger couldn't help but be amazed.

A curiosity, a treasure, is priceless.

Compared to these two treasures, the collection of corpse demons is simply not worth mentioning.

He put on the fire beads on the spot.

It's a perfect match for the Suicide Ring.

He remembered the scene when the gray dwarf leader rushed out of the fire just now—

Not only is it unscathed, but even the clothes can be perfectly protected, which shows the mystery of the fire beads.

"Could it be that there is a martial arts master's tomb near Zedi?"

"Or maybe it's the remnants of a martial arts sect?"

He couldn't help but think so.

After repeated searches, it was determined that the gray dwarf leader had no oil or water on him.

Only then did Roger get up and look back at the battlefield below the mountain.

The ballista on the eastern slopes has also been vandalized.

Roger saw a familiar back-

Rachel rode Mishath with a team of wyvermons and was driving out the remaining gray dwarves on the mountain.

Cindy appears at the top of the tower.

She was surrounded by an emerald glow, and she didn't know what the effect of the spell was.

Eric and the others also cleared the remaining monsters near the main entrance.

And the jade young dragon was even more arrogant and soared back and forth over the enemy formation.

Every now and then, a dive grabs a few gray dwarves, then flies high and falls hard!

Without the cover of the ballista, the rout of the gray dwarves was only a matter of time.

Seeing this scene, Roger could no longer be calm.

If you don't rush forward to pick up heads, when will you wait?

……

The night is getting darker.

The formation of the gray dwarves gradually collapsed.

As the signal to retreat was given, a large number of gray dwarves began to flee in panic.

And those gray dwarves who were incapacitated by the dragon's breath were ruthlessly abandoned by their companions.

Outside the main entrance of the village.

There were quite a few remnants of the gray dwarves lying on the ground, wailing.

The villagers who survived the catastrophe stood on the tower, looking at the situation outside in disbelief.

The emerald dragon cub is long gone.

But I saw a ghostly shadow jumping sideways from side to side on the battlefield like a grim reaper.

He held a rapier in his hand.

In the face of the incapacitated gray dwarf, he struck with heavy punches and sealed his throat with his sword.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The wailing at the gate of the village changed from crying at the beginning to becoming silent later.

Everyone looked at the murderous swordsman in a daze, and they all felt a little familiar.

After a while.

A small door next to the main entrance slowly opened.

A amorous woman walked out of it.

Sting!

It just so happened that Roger ended up losing the life of the last gray dwarf remnant.

He put away his sword and turned back.

A vague smile crossed Cindy's tired face:

"You can't be in love with little Rachel, right?"

"Beforehand, she's mine."

Roger swept the green sword, his eyes brightened:

"Is it poison?"

Cindy was visibly stunned.

Most of them didn't expect that Roger would bring up such a strange topic when they met again.

"Yes."

She thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Is there a poison that is colorless, odorless, and very effective?"

Roger asked again.

Cindy frowned:

"How could there be anything like that in this world?"

Roger bared his teeth with a little regret.

Judging from the purification methods of this world, it is indeed a luxury to find colorless, odorless and highly toxic drugs.

"We have a laxative that's hard to spot, though."

Cindy thought for a moment:

"It's not a pure laxative, but it does have a strong adverse reaction after a large dose."

"You want to ......?"

Her train of thought was quick, and she had realized Roger's intentions.

"Give it to me."

Roger said decisively:

"The more doses, the better."

"Tonight is the best and probably the only chance."

Cindy's eyes flickered for a moment.

Finally, he nodded imperceptibly.

……

Half an hour later, on the west side of Yellowstone Island.

Outside a heavily guarded camp, Roger's figure quietly appeared.

In the camp, there were occasional howls.

The gray dwarves guarding the gate were visibly distraught.

Despite being equipped with twice as many people as usual, the defense was pitifully poor.

Roger saw an opportunity.

Three or two feet stepped on the sturdy fence, and in a blink of an eye, they landed lightly in the camp.

It was one of six encampments built by the Grey Dwarves on Yellowstone.

Originally, there were at least 500 grey dwarves in the camp.

But after tonight's battle, most of the camp was lost.

Most importantly.

Most of the gray dwarf guards confronted the Emerald Drake as enemies, and they ate several waves of "Dragon Might".

Long Wei is not something that ordinary people can bear.

This spiritual shock will continue to work on them.

As a result, their impenetrable guards have become porous tonight.

That's why Roger said today might be the only chance.

Now, he has managed to infiltrate the Grey Dwarf's camp with only one main purpose-

Drugged!

Even though it's just a laxative, it's enough for these monsters to drink a pot.

The so-called hunting is to weaken the enemy and strengthen yourself by all means.

Roger wasn't the kind of person who cared if the means of killing enemies were bright.

If there was such a poison that worked so hard that it wouldn't be detected, he wouldn't mind sending all the gray dwarves back to the West in one night.

In the dark.

Roger's steps are light, and he looks at it three times at a time.

It wasn't long before he made his way around the camp's kitchen.

The defenses of the Grey Dwarf camp are typically tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

There were only a few gray dwarf cook-like guys lying on the ground near the kitchen, snorting and sleeping.

Seeing this, Roger simply walked over generously.

Do the same as in the first two camps.

He added a double dose of laxatives to the fresh water that the gray dwarves drank daily.

Naturally, the stored food should not be spared.

"Hopefully, these materials will reduce the strength value."

Roger looked forward to it from the bottom of his heart.

If this laxative is as magical as Cindy said.

Then tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he will usher in the coolest harvest season.

……

After taking the medicine.

Roger left the kitchen to wander around the nearby tent to see if there were any lone wounded soldiers.

As long as you don't get noticed, it's okay to harvest a wave early.

He crept closer to the tent area.

Suddenly, a heated argument was heard.

……