"Squeak......

Yi Qiu opened the door with the key, and he was still carrying a basket of hot buns in his hand.

Mi Wei seemed to be still sleeping, and the door was closed.

In terms of the racial schedule of college students, this is still their deep sleep time, and after half an hour, they will be awake for a short time, and then fall asleep again after the classroom.

"Whoa......

Yi Qiu took a little shower in the bathroom, although it was not stained with any blood, but for a semi-closed speakeasy with a dense flow of people, the taste was really not very good.

In particular, the misty smoke fills the inside, which is enough for smoking meat.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Yi Qiu knocked on Mi Wei's door, and after a while, a sleepy-eyed Mi Wei opened the door, she was wearing a wide white nightgown.

After staring at Yi Qiu blankly for 3 seconds, he seemed to realize that something was wrong with him in his pajamas.

"Bump!"

Mi Wei quickly closed the door, and then asked through the door pretending to be calm:

"Yi Qiu, did you come back to sleep last night?"

"No, I went out yesterday to be busy, come back to pack some things, and I will go back to my hometown at noon. There's breakfast for you on the table, and you're done eating it while it's hot, I'll make up for sleep, you don't have to call me. ”

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and then returned to his bedroom with an indifferent face.

Living with a girl was undoubtedly one of his dreams, but now it seems to have become unattractive for him......

While possessing the ability to avoid spell control that other hand-to-hand combat classes envy, the warrior monk has undoubtedly lost a lot of benefits.

Yi Qiu called up the panel and prepared to contact a couple of husbands and Emma to see the specific time of the dwarven treasury.

Speaking of which, several players in their material world seem to be violent players, and even Emma, who is based on charisma, is a standard violent warlock.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a very standard kicking group.

Yi Qiu felt that the kicking group was also good, clean and neat, whether it was customs clearance or group annihilation, it came very quickly......

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Dwarven Treasury

“O！ Easy, you look taller! ”

When he saw Yi Qiu, Lev gave Yi Qiu a strong bear hug.

According to unreliable rumors, for the people of Xiongguo, the harder they hug represents the deeper their feelings......

But a lot of the time, they're showing off their chest hair.

Lev didn't look like he had changed, but his weapon had changed a lot.

The original cos longsword has become a very ordinary standard two-handed broadsword, but Yi Qiu knows that this is still Lev's own creation.

For cos craftsmen, each piece has its own unique identity.

Lev's weapons have a rudimentary symbol of a bear's head underneath the handle.

Relatively speaking, it belongs to the kind that is relatively easy to find.

When he showed Yi Qiu around his studio in the warehouse, Lev gave Yi Qiu a detailed description of his unique logo.

"After learning the craft of crafting, I realized that I couldn't handle the weapon I was looking for. I could only build an empty shell, which was clearly not what I wanted. ”

Seeing Yi Qiu's gaze, Lev explained to him.

"So I'm going to start with the basics of standard weapons, and slowly start researching to create a weapon that matches what it represents."

"So, to put it simply, it's the reason for the lack of proficiency?"

Yi Qiu thought for a while and asked.

“…… In a sense, yes. ”

Compared to Lev, Emma has changed a lot.

An invisible flame seemed to burn with her body, and her flame-like crimson hair fluttered in the ripples of the hot air.

Even after a distance, Yi Qiu could feel the suffocating heat on her body.

Of course, for Yi Qiu and Lev, this level of temperature was only slightly uncomfortable.

Yi Qiu sniffled, he vaguely smelled a smell of sulfur.

He knew that this should not be his delusion, and it was likely that Emma's bloodline contained some kind of bloodline from the lower plane.

Just like Tiefling, but judging from Emma's appearance, it doesn't quite match Tiefling's racial characteristics.

When a Warlock awakens or ascends to the bloodline, there will be a period of similar magical riots.

Obviously, Emma's current situation fits this trait well.

During the Mana Riot phase, Warlocks are able to gain additional spell casting bonuses, but can also cause spell mutations.

It is said that there are warlocks who specialize in studying this kind of mutation, just like a mad mage, trying to find the mystery of chaos through this mutation.

"Emma, you seem to be in a bit unstable, do you need to adjust the time of reclamation? There's plenty of time left in the Dwarven Treasury at the moment, and it's not too late for us to open up tomorrow. ”

Looking at Emma, who was in the stage of violent rioting, Lev said with concern.

"No, I feel so good right now, the flames are transmitting its emotions to me."

Emma smiled at Lev, a clearly visible spark burning in her vertical pupils that looked like dragon veins.

This made Yi Qiu a little puzzled about what kind of blood she was, but he didn't ask Emma about it.

Just as they only made a superficial inquiry about their four arms, Yi Qiu would not interfere too much with other people's bloodline abilities.

After all, this is more private information than age and trophy length, and it is an important guarantee related to personal life and death.

Close-knit teammates don't mean they have to be insightful.

When it comes to these secret messages, if the other party doesn't take the initiative to reveal them, restraining their curiosity is the best way to maintain a friendship.

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The interior of the underground space was still pitch black, and little had changed from before.

The dwarven fortress was as Yi Qiu had seen before, like a huge, cold behemoth staring coldly at them.

With the help of keen perception, Yi Qiu easily found the shooting port that gave him a sense of threat.

Based on previous observations, it is likely that these firing ports were supplied with some kind of large war machine of the type of bed crossbow.

Although he didn't know how powerful it was, with the information fed back by his perception, Yi Qiu pondered that he should not be killed in seconds if he resisted a shot, but it was estimated that the injury was not light.

After all, for an armorless unit like him, the lethality of a large war machine is still very impressive.

Large war machines powered purely by mechanical force are not so intimidating, as a single attack takes a long time to reload.

But it's clear that in the case of the Dwarves who still occupy the deeper areas of the Underground with flying units like the Harpy, it's clear that they have some sort of quick ranged strike capability.

For the dwarves, something like a bow and arrow is undoubtedly an insult to them.

Therefore, Yi Qiu was very suspicious that they might have mastered some kind of unique magic craft in the ballista.