The damp gray mist is a mist that rises from the mixture of chaotic magic particles and ice particles, it can't hurt people, but it's very annoying, the gray mist is sometimes light as smoke, sometimes thick as a blanket, and the sight is easy to be confused when you are in the gray fog, and then the eyebrows and hair, so that there are many water particles hanging on the tiny pores, sticky and thick, making people uncomfortable.

The army of six thousand stood in the annoying gray mist, they stood taller than usual, and the morale was beyond imagination, so that the head was like a crowing rooster, and the chest was trying to go up, and all they could hear was the sound of the beating of the heart in the chest, even if the dense mist had already flowed down the temples to the corners of the eyes, and then into the sockets, they still widened their eyes and maintained this extraordinary momentum.

A powerful, amazing momentum!

"Uhhahaha, the cliff is actually not high, and the mountain road is also very narrow, but it is enough for three people to walk side by side, and my grandson looked at the cliff by the way, it is a hard mountain soil, no skating, climb down the cliff, at most ten minutes, you can reach the mountain road."

Monkey King scratched his ears and cheeks, his eyes were so hot that flames almost erupted out, and he couldn't wait.

Climbing a mountain cliff?

Wu Wenxu calmly pressed closer to the edge of the cliff, stretched out his hand and touched the edge of the cliff a few times, the cliff was really as Wukong said!

The gray fog on the mountain obviously carries a lot of water, but the edge of the miserable white cliff is not wet at all, and the dry solid stone feels angular and angular, which is the most suitable for rock climbing.

Lizardmen are natural crawlers, and climbing into the bottom of the cliff is naturally not a problem, but a thousand trolls are bulky and rush to climb down, I am afraid that the chalk soil will not be able to withstand their volume, but will affect its climbers.

Thinking of this, Wu Wenxu resolutely said: "The troll brothers are not suitable for climbing, wait by the edge of the cliff first, and the others, follow me to climb under the cliff!" ”

Your Lord, you've asked us to stand by!

The trolls didn't seem very happy, the opportunity to smash the iron rod into Iceborn's head was close at hand, and if they didn't act, the blood would boil and burn their bodies.

"Lord Lord, don't look at our trolls' bulky bodies, rock climbing, it's actually a trivial matter!"

The troll's protest made Wu Wenxu frown, but he smiled and didn't speak, the troll's desire to kill the enemy can be felt by anyone, but can they really climb down?

Trolls are an amazing race with dull heads and powerful mobility!

Seeing that the lord smiled and did not retort, the troll immediately grinned his ugly mouth, and his heavy steps walked towards the edge of the cliff, shaking the fog around him a little.

The troll stared at the bottomless abyss that made people's hearts palpitate, he was not afraid, the red-haired head was only dull for two seconds, and the troll actually raised the iron rod, and the iron rod rolled away the gray mist and slammed into the chalk soil under the cliff!

"Boom!"

The troll's strength was so great, and no matter how hard the chalk soil was, it was shattered through the coaxing gray fog, where there was clearly a two-foot-large miserable white pit, and the broken chalk soil continued to fall down the edge of the pit, and was soon swallowed in the gray mist.

The troll was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and he was even more proud of being able to show his abilities in front of the lord, and the troll pretended to calmly clamp the big iron rod in the armpit, and the blue-haired thighs reached into the deep pit, and his toes easily rubbed the broken dirt away, and he stepped steadily in the pit.

Even Rommel Linglong praised the troll's movements, and only a race as powerful as the troll could do it with brute force.

The troll stepped on the pit with both feet, touching the water chestnut stone with his big hand, and at the moment when the stone had not been pulled off because of his heavy body, the troll was already whining and screaming and climbing into the pit with both hands, he concocted the same way, and his movements were brutal to the extreme, constantly bombarding the mountain rocks, and in a moment, except for the constant destruction sound of the troll under the gray fog, the shadow of the troll could no longer be seen.

There was a precedent for one troll, and the trolls stepped on the big pits he left behind and began to climb in an orderly manner, these pits looked messy, but they were actually very regular, very much in line with the size of the trolls, and the column of trolls kept disappearing from the cliffs until the last troll was gone.

Wu Wenxu's light smile gradually turned into a loud laugh, it was naturally a good thing to have trolls join the battlefield!

"Willamp!"

Just a few quarters of an hour ago, the snowman knight Nunu was still trying to figure out how to climb down the cliff, when he saw the trolls disappear one by one, Nunu's head flashed and he became extremely excited: "Pupu, let's rush down too!" ”

"Whew!"

Wei Langpu absolutely obeyed the orders of his little friend, and rushed to the edge of the cliff, his huge volume directly let countless chalk soil fall down, I don't know if there was an unlucky troll choking the soil, Wei Langpu beat his chest hard, and his big foot stepped on the giant pit.

“……”

Wu Wenxu and Rommel Linglong covered their foreheads with one hand almost at the same time.

What an idiot, did he think Willamp had the same physique as a troll?

As soon as the finger was on his forehead, he heard a miserable ghost howl from little Nunu, echoing all over the mountain with the roar of Willampu, and then the sound of boulders rolling against the chalk to the bottom of the cliff, these two idiots, there is no doubt that they did not hold their feet, Wu Wenxu is now only worried about whether there are trolls who are lying down and have been shot by them.

"Ahem! Okay, the tenth-order magus won't fall to his death, so we'll have to climb down quickly and check on the injured troll brothers. ”

Linglong and Linghanyue were carried by Wukong to the bottom of the cliff, and the flight of somersault clouds was very mana-consuming, and if they went back and forth more than ten times, Monkey King was afraid that he would not even be able to burn a flame.

The rock climbing action is vigorously carried out, and the vigorous lizardmen are walking on the cliff as if they are on the ground, and occasionally a few unlucky guys slip and fall, but there are already trolls below, at most a few bones are broken, and they will definitely not die on the spot.

Fingers tightly grasped the diamond stone, less time, Wu Wenxu and others climbed to the bottom of the cliff, the trolls really waited patiently for everyone at the bottom, at this moment saw the army coming, very interesting to retreat, vacating the not too spacious road, under this natural mountain road, it is still an abyss more than 100 meters high, and if you fall down, it will really be a dead end.

Fortunately, the winding direction of the winding mountain path was pointing to the top of the mountain, and Wukong took Wu Wenxu to the forefront of the team to join the spirit dragon, and Lord Diablo's army, which had been aggrieved for four days, turned into a surprise soldier in the blink of an eye.

The fire of revenge has quietly swept over the mountaintop!

Fort Bitmond.

The white-haired General Asaph was lying comfortably on the bed, his eyes were sleeping, and on each side of his arm was a young girl sleeping, their beautiful cheeks were still hanging with a few drops of hot sweat, and the soft and delicate body of General Asapus was wrapped around him like an octopus.

It took a lot of effort to conquer these two little goblins......

Asaph raised the corners of his lips slightly in satisfaction, maybe a second later, or a minute, the curvature of his stiff lips changed slightly, and Asaph opened his eyes in boredom.

It's a pity that tomorrow's lord named Diablo will disappear from the cursed ice field, and the game will become boring even if the opponent is a hairy boy, and General Asaph is also involved in it, and it is fun to have it.

If it weren't for the rumored upcoming three tenth-order Magi, Asaph would be very willing to play with Lord Diablo all the time, and he would be so painful to play that his relatives and friends turned against him, and his family was ruined, and Asaph was very intoxicated with all kinds of perverted torture of the enemy's spirit in the past.

As for the arrival of the three tenth-order demon masters on the ice field, it really caused quite a stir in the Ice Descendant.

Before he personally crusaded against this lord who didn't know the height of the sky, I heard that two Ice Rangers had already died tragically under the Fire Monkey Stick, and the recent order to let Diablo develop was also forced to compromise due to the fierce battle with the clan, but if the information was really as that kid said, and three more tenth-order demon masters came to help, Chalk Mountain would definitely not be able to hold it!

Asaph's wide-open eyes gradually became more hideous and helpless, and it was estimated that in two days at most, the upper echelons would send eleventh-order Ice-Descend rangers to help defend, and the unrestrained Bitmond had one more eleventh-order big man for no reason, Asaph naturally wouldn't be comfortable anymore, and there was no way to do it, who made the Iceborn respected by force.

The two beautiful women beside him suddenly couldn't attract Asaph.

The two girls groaned shyly, and then opened their pretty eyes, staring at the general in surprise, not understanding why the man was dressed.

"Beauty, you continue to sleep, General, I go out to breathe with chest tightness, rest and energy, and General Ben will still want you to serve at night."

As she spoke, Asaph smiled and put on her pants, and the two girls looked at the general's handsome cheeks and couldn't help but be red and dripping blood, and buried their heads in the quilt, not daring to look up at the man anymore.

Asaph stepped out of bed steadily, and the moment he opened the curtain, his cynical appearance was completely retracted, he was a strict man, he could not tolerate any mistakes in himself, he remembered the magical fire monkey who fought with him, and remembered that Lord Diablo had suddenly stopped moving in the past few days.

Asaph's chest tightness was even worse, this dullness made Asaph feel uneasy, a milky boy who didn't dry upset, could make me uneasy Asaph?

Asaph felt funny and funny, but no matter how funny and funny he was, he couldn't hide the deep and cold arrogance in his golden eyes, which was changing from shallow to deep, gushing out of a cold edge.

Asaph had finally found the source of his uneasiness, the place, the only passage to the top of the chalk that he had destroyed with his own hands!

Asaph summoned a few soldiers with heavy eyes, and he was always meticulous in his work, and he could not make any mistakes at the last moment.

Even if the enemy is an ant!

(End of chapter)