"You wait for me, one day, I will make a dwarven fortress that can fly over to Kurast."

Obviously, I didn't know which nerve Muradin's nerve was stimulated by my words, and he couldn't help but reassure him loudly with anger.

"I, Muradin, will definitely be able to transform the Dwarven King City into a Sky Fortress that can fly anywhere in the future, even if it does not rely on the thunder of the Divine Punishment Mountain Range, I can attack, and when the time comes, see who else does not accept the title of the Second Dark Fortress."

"Oh, what a wish."

Everyone applauded, wishing Muradin's great wishes and the fact that those who have dreams will become more beautiful. At this time, Muradin, with his ugly and cowering brown face, also has an extra "uh, more" that" handsome, well, handsome is right.

Sorry, I lied.

In contrast, I was so small without dreams that I was almost half as tall as Muradin.

"By the way, Old Man Mu, the transformation you talked about, I don't think you want to tear down some of the other defense and attack facilities."

I suddenly remembered that the Dwarven King City was the great crystallization of countless generations of dwarven craftsmen who had squandered the blood, sweat and life of the gate over the past tens of thousands of years. Even if Old Man Mu was very, very, very surprised that he was only a blacksmith today, it was impossible to say that he would be perfect.

"This" how is this possible? How can you think that? Of course it's impossible, ahahaha, ahahahaha"

All:

This guy really intends to do this, looking at Muradin, who I said with a word, trying to pretend to be stupid and trying to fool the past, we thought that his tall image only lasted less than ten seconds in our minds before it was shattered into a pile of non-recyclable garbage.

"Your son, along with the Ten Elders, will kill you."

Although I would love to see the old winter melon crucified and burned, I still reminded the other party out of the position of a friendly race.

"Hmph, I said no, it's just no, it's just, it's just a lack of some materials." Muradin retorted angrily.

"What material?" I pressed and pressed to ask.

"That" is a material that allows Dwarven Kings to obtain energy even without relying on the power of lightning. ”

Avoiding everyone's gaze, he muttered weakly, as if he was afraid that I would continue to ask, and he added.

"This is the top secret well of our dwarf clan, and we can only reveal it to you here."

"Oh!"

Everyone showed a sudden expression.

"I know how to defeat the Three Demon Gods!"

I suddenly thought of some peerless good way, jumped up, clenched my fists and said loudly.

"Oh?!"

Everyone was shocked, and they all showed their questioning eyes.

"It's just that there's still a material missing."

Pretending to be thoughtful, I pinched my chin and looked unwilling to be distressed, as if I was only one step away from completing it, but I was stuck on this small step.

What materials are "missing"? The old drunkard was very cooperative, pretending to be stupid and naïve, and leaned in and asked.

"An artifact that can defeat the Three Demon Gods."

I looked solemnly into the distance and sighed.

"Wha!!"

After the atmosphere froze for a while, my old drunkard laughed unscrupulously with his stomach in his arms.

"You two bastards, you'd better not come to Dwarven King City for me in the future."

Muradin finally found that he was obviously at a numerical disadvantage with a one-on-two, and that the mouths of me and the old drunkard were not fuel-efficient lamps, and it was definitely not as simple as the power of one plus one if I really wanted to join forces.

So this guy finally learned to be smart, and left a sentence similar to when the wolf bèi fled, he didn't forget to turn around and say to the people behind him, "You wait for Lao Tzu to see". After the funny atmosphere was more than the cruel words of the practical Cheng dù, I wisely chose to keep my mouth shut, and no matter how much I teased the old drunkard, I would not speak again.

This is just a small happy episode, and Muradin is the only one who is depressed, but this guy is so thick-skinned, maybe this depressed expression on his face now is just pretending, which makes Elder Ryman unbearable, so that he can rub a few more bowls of rice and drink a few more jars of rum from the elven clan's secret treasure.

Looking away from Muradin's hypocritical depressed expression, I unexpectedly found that Kane, who had been smiling at this "rolling winter melon" operation, flashed a faint sense of loss in his eyes.

What is Kane missing? After a little thought, I understand that this is not particularly difficult to guess

Feeling.

Aside from what we've just talked about, I can't really see why Kane is suddenly lost.

The elves have a royal city magic array, the dwarven clan has a dwarf royal city, and even the Hera Rak clan also has their own absolute magic array, although there is nothing special about the werewolf clan and the fox clan, the harsh environment there is already a natural protective cover.

In contrast, the Adventurer Alliance, which is the largest force in the Dark Continent today, has no masterpieces, and the First World Rogge Camp, which is the base camp of the Alliance, only relies on the most primitive means for defense.

This situation is definitely not due to the fact that the alliance is not strong, but will only rely on numerical superiority and crowd tactics.

There is nothing to be ashamed of in this situation, but on the contrary, we should hold our heads high and be prouder than any other race.

Because for tens of thousands of years, it has been an alliance from beginning to end, standing at the forefront of resistance to the forces of hell. Although other races are not without contributions. But who dares to say that it pays more than the Alliance?

Blood Yingye training red ten, whose blood is dyed red, that is our Lianming battle ten...

Looking back at history, the first hell invasion, most of the human society was almost paralyzed, at the top of the human pyramid. The Human Holy See, which is also the most powerful organization in the Dark Continent, has since become history.

However, at the expense of a certain human warrior, we destroyed the World Stone of the Third World, cutting off the path for the forces of hell to enter the First and Second Worlds, and the creatures of the entire continent were able to get a moment of respite.

After thousands of years of development, intelligent life on the continent has finally gained a firm foothold, and has gained a certain dominance in this battle. As a result, the Seven Heroes emerged, and their legends are still well-known today, but there are many different versions of them.

Of course, behind this tranquility, the greatest contribution is also the Alliance of Adventurers formed by several heroes after the First Hell Invasion.

And then that's what happened. The Hradiqs, who have integrated into the alliance and become part of the alliance, have a genius two thousand years ago. Named Tarasya, he is the second human to successfully seal the Three Demon Gods, but unfortunately this situation only lasted for a few hundred years, the Three Demon Gods were freed, and under the tide of their anger, Tarasa was divided and sealed, and the entire alliance was once again disastrously attacked.

In the end, time has continued until now.

This is a simple summary of the history of the Dark Continent for tens of thousands of years, if you really want to narrate them one by one, I am afraid that the Sanwu Princess's room has surpassed the definition of a study, and it can be described as a huge space that can be described as half of the library for reading, and it can't fit it.

Even so, many of the histories during this period are still vague, such as who was the savior who destroyed the World Stone, what means did Talasha use to seal the three demon gods one by one, and how did the three demon gods get out of trouble? None of this information is missing.

In short, this is not something that our alliance should be worthwhile, if it hadn't been subjected to two large-scale washes by the forces of hell, the foundation of our alliance would definitely not be much worse than that of the elven race and the dwarf race.

Looking at Kane's lost expression, I thought so, and then took a few steps forward and gently put my hand on his shoulder, and at the first touch, I realized. This old man, who can turn the crutch skills in his hand into a three-knuckle stick and Farah fight, his shoulders are very thin and old, and he is like a weight of 10,000 catties on it, and he trembles lightly from time to time.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Kane, isn't there something outstanding in our alliance too?"

Gently suppressing the emotion and sadness in my heart, I said to Kane, who turned his head.

"Sister Sharna, Cages, Seattle, Grandma Akara, Grandpa Kane, and countless lovely adventurers, these are the most precious things in the Alliance, and they are not lost to any race

"That's a good point."

Kane's eyes moistened a little, and after taking a deep breath, he nodded at me and smiled.

"However, if you have more confidence in yourself, it will be even more perfect."

"Well, ahaha

Grabbing the back of my head, I avoided Kane's gaze, confident that this thing wasn't always a good thing, and that with each additional point, the responsibility on my shoulders was more than doubled.

"What about me, you kid, deliberately ignore me."

Seeing that I didn't mention her in my words from beginning to end, the old drunkard was suddenly unhappy, and with a shameless face of "I am also a great hero of the alliance, why only ignore me", he pointed at himself and shouted at me.

"You?.

I looked at each other with contempt.

"One day it will be turned into fertilizer for the flowers and plants of Rog's camp is the only contribution you have ever made in your life

In fact, the contribution of the old drunkard is definitely no less than that of Akara and them, not to mention what she did in the past, after serving as an elder in the alliance. Sister Sharna, Carlos, and Seattle, of course, I'm also half, she taught them single-handedly, so you can know.

Of course, knowing is knowing, it must not be told the truth, if she is proud, I don't know how many people will suffer.

"What do you say? Don't forget who taught you what you are where you are now. ”

The old drunkard looked at me with his teeth and claws. If you don't say something nice, the teacher will kill his relatives today and clean up the door.

"Really? Even if you're telling the truth. But I've also taught tuition, and we don't owe each other. ”

I ignored the old drunkard's fierce expression. He continued to argue in a low voice as he continued to look around.

"Shrugging? When did you give me this?! ”

"If you can get back all the money you have borrowed so far, I will respectfully call you teacher, how about it? It's worth it. ”

Kasha:

I:

"Today's weather is so good, the scenery of the Elf King City is beautiful." Whistling, the old drunkard looked out like a monkey jumping on a rock.

"Wowha!!"

Watching me fight with the old drunkard, Mu Laodonggua, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but laugh.

"Laugh a fart! Don't want to think about your son either!! ”

The old drunkard and I glared at Muradin, this is the old winter melon who is the most unqualified to laugh, and I don't want to think about his relationship with his son, the current dwarf king Tuladin, how much better can he be than me and the old drunkard?!

"Fanfan, Fan"

Tia blinked her big pretty eyes and tugged at my clothes.

"I'm going to borrow money from Fanfan, and then

This little girl has a playful look that doesn't grow up, and her face is full of words that I am interested.

"Of course there's no problem, just open your mouth, 50,000 gold coins is not enough, 100,000 lines? Otherwise, you can take this bag of gems, and you don't need to mention it again to pay back the money or something, our little Tia is so cute. It's worth it no matter how much you give. ”

I touched Tia's head affectionately and said, Speaking of which, although I have been calling the little girl, I only now realize that this little girl is quite tall, compared to my precious wives.

"You oblivion bastard

Looking at Tia, who was smiling like a pet under my pet, the old drunkard's eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked expectantly "I don't care about giving me 100,000 gold coins or a bag of gems".

"You?!" I snorted through my nose.

"That's right, it's Lord Ben Kasha, I think that Lord Ben was known as the first beauty of the continent God of War back then, how about it? It's not too much to give a hundred thousand. ”

The old woman proudly stroked her burgundy shoulder-length hair, and said without being shocked.

He glanced the old drunkard up and down. Old man Mu and I made the same move, bending over and hugging our stomachs.

"Alright, that's the end of the exchange of feelings."

Seeing that the old drunkard was about to explode into a devilish shape, Kane's well-timed voice came, like a basin of cold water poured on her head, which made her calm down immediately, glared at us, and followed Kane dejectedly.

Kane held the power to pardon the Prohibition, and the old drunkard didn't dare to resist his order.

Raising our heads, we can already see the huge drive of the crystal tree that is tens of thousands of meters high, standing tall like a pillar of the top husband, under the illumination of the light, emitting a beautiful light like crystal, worthy of its reputation as the crystal tree.

Being able to see the outline of the Crystal Tree so clearly, I, who have been here once, know it. Our location is not far from the inner city.

The space in the outer city is huge, and the elves are happy and quiet, and the living is very scattered, so just now, we didn't meet too many elves onlookers, so we can speak so unscrupulously, and now we are about to come to the inner city, but we can't talk nonsense.

After walking for a while, the layout of the inner city finally appeared in sight, I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, I said why didn't I meet a few elves just now, even if it is scattered no matter how scattered it is, I only know now. It turns out that these curious elves have been waiting for us to throw themselves into the net in the inner city.

Although the messenger who came to greet him, Elder Lyman and his party, chose to greet them in a low-key manner because of the chaotic situation in Kurast, but when they came here, if these elves did not make the pomp bigger, it would not only humiliate the alliance, but also lose the face of their own clan and the elven queen.

As I see it now. Hundreds of elven soldiers with no end in sight, dressed in green dresses, neatly and cleanly, with feathered hats on their heads, handsome men and stunning women, lined up in neat square columns, with an empty avenue in the middle, which was filled with all kinds of beautiful flowers.

If you look closely, not only are they neatly arranged and powerful, but these elven soldiers are almost the same height, as carefully selected. It is enough to prove that the elves have indeed made a lot of preparations and are full of sincerity.

The moment we appeared. These neatly arranged soldiers at the gate of the city sang the unique musical instruments of the elf clan, and the entire inner city was suddenly filled with melodious and festive and enthusiastic music, which made people can't help but admire. The elves are indeed worthy of being the people of art, and every soldier who plays a musical instrument here. Out on the outside is an excellent bard.

At the front of the team, a white-haired elf lady exuded an incomprehensible aura, as if facing Akara, obviously so weak, the adventurer could be knocked down with just one punch, but there was an aura that could not be resisted.

Great prophecy humility!

The experience of getting along with Abanla and Lena. Immediately sued me, the elven old man in front of him was a prophet, and judging by his breath. Even a soothsayer even more powerful than Acala.

Then, her identity is also clear at a glance, even if it is a hidden elf race, who can surpass Akara in prophecy, except for her teacher, the elf elder Yalandran, there is no one to be found.

Just as I imagined. Kane hurriedly took a few steps forward and grabbed the elven old man's hand, a flattered look on his face.

"Grand Elder Yalandran deigned to greet us, we are ashamed of it."

Looking at the entire Dark Continent, Yalandran should be regarded as the most respected leader now. After all, her age is there, and countless big people have been taught by her.

"Hehe, what's wrong with it, I'm just an ordinary old woman."

Jalandran spoke softly, her old and gentle voice still clear in the reverberating sound of the instruments, and her every word was deeply integrated into everything.

Then, with Kane's support. The old man slowly turned his gaze to me, and for a moment I was stared at by those gentle and sharp eyes, and I suddenly felt as if the whole world had been encompassed by those eyes, leaving me and the old man silently staring at each other.

But for such contingencies. I didn't feel any abruptness, even though I kept reminding myself that things were quite weird. But in the soul still feels that this is actually a very natural thing.