The scene cuts through the closed gates of the town hall and pulls back from the gray dwarves back to the Thorn Squad—

Abel's sealing technique locked the two rock doors separating everyone from the outside world, and at this moment it also noticed all kinds of movements from outside the door, and then walked to a distance of about five or six meters from the front of the door, and raised its steel arm to chant a spell.

As a constructor with a soul, the human voice simulated by using the gear parts in its body to run in the throat is still as different as ever, rough, deep, and with a kind of obvious and audible stiffness, which makes people distinguish it from a real person's voice when they hear it.

But for the mage's chanting, it doesn't hurt.

Its spell was quickly cast, and the power of its magic was gathered on the two tightly closed rock doors, which magically fading the main entrance of the hall to the naked eye.

The fading of color makes the physical substance more and more transparent, like an illusion that is about to dissipate.

"...... this?" Dorothy witnessed Abel's spell casting, and the curiosity of her fellow spell caster made her subconsciously ask softly.

"As an advancement on the basis of a formal mage, I am also a Grey Court mage, just like my esteemed mentor." Able calmly lowered his arm and tilted his helmet-shaped steel cheek to answer for her, "The Grey Court Mage's research direction of magical knowledge is mainly focused on the two concepts of 'time' and 'space', so distorting 'space' into a state of perspective through spell casting is one of my current abilities...... Of course, there is a limited number of times per day. ”

"But it's still a long way from being able to pause time like the 9-ring spell 'Time Stop'." Soros cowered behind the slit in his helmet and interjected, adding, "So don't expect too much from this iron-headed nerd." ”

"But to shape a certain volume of space matter, I can still try to do it, if we need to." The machine man raised his big hand and touched his head, as if caressing the black cat demon pet inside through the metal shell, and then turned his gaze back.

The main entrance to the hall was transparent enough by this time.

"The fire is on the fire—my hearth mother, look what I see?!" Through the rocky door, which no longer obstructed his view, Koto glared at the two eyeballs in his sockets like brass bells, and several gray dwarf soldiers outside who were pushing the crashing car towards the group suddenly came into his field of vision, "These damn bastards, they sent themselves to the door!" ”

"Uh...... And there seem to be a lot of people. Bellingis held the magic guide gun in her arms, and reflexively raised the mouth of the gun to aim at it, and she was much more careful than the dwarven warriors, and suddenly she also appeared at the gray dwarf army standing behind the crashing car, and couldn't help but say oh my God......

Grandpa Gain, the kind and kind god of dwarves, is on top—

Something big is wrong!

It was the first time she had seen her enemies pose in such a big position in her eyes—though Glorydon had told her some anecdotes of war in the past when she was still alive with the Thorns, telling her what a large-scale military battle might look like in the pen of those bards who were not particularly outrageous, with both visual impact and brutal gore.

But a story is a story, and reality is reality!

The little girl suddenly became a little nervous—even though she tried to tell herself not to be afraid......

It's just a bunch of gray dwarves, what's there to be afraid of!

But I'm still a little scared......

Although Dorothy's "pessimism" has not been completely eradicated, she has seen a lot of the world when she followed Dambert's Red Scorpion Adventure Group when she went out on a large mission, so she can barely maintain her composure when facing the formation of the gray dwarfs at this time, and the nervous sense of uneasiness is more or less suppressed by her.

Stonefist's attitude was neither the fearless fervor of Koto, nor the uneasiness of Bellingis. The monk's experience helped him take a deep breath and regulate his emotions, and his hands in the electric claw fists were as calm as his state of mind, ready for battle, waiting for the leader's arrangement.

The raven's eyes stared coldly at the gray dwarves outside the door, the expression on her face that was nothing but her usual sneer, and she wondered where the confidence in the Drow Poetess's heart came from, or rather the state of mind that seemed to care no matter what the crisis was.

Thea and Urs had already seen Byron Tas's undead army on the snowfields of the Northlands, and the scene before them was hardly shocking to the young girl and young man compared to what they had seen at the time.

Immediately, I saw the silver wolf-eared girl with amber eyes and a sideways look at the black young man.

The young man met the girl's gaze, gently nodded at her forehead, and raised his big palm as if he wanted to touch the two fluffy white wolf ears on her silver again.

"Urs......" Thea took a half step back, subconsciously wanting to avoid it, but this time it seemed that she was not as resistant to the young man's actions as before.

She swallowed the itchy sensation slightly, tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes and let Urs's large hand gently rub one of the wolf ears above her head, then let go, smiled and looked away from her slightly shy face, and then lowered the crosssword on her shoulder and leaned against the floor of the hall at her feet.

The young man has the corresponding confidence in the next action, but he is worried about the inner turmoil of the girl he loves, so he suddenly thinks of touching her head to let her relax a little, or divert her attention, and subconsciously tell her not to worry.

There's me.

So don't worry......

Although from the psychological point of view of the wolf-eared girl, he seems to be overly worried.

Urs then turned his gaze to Moredi, and saw that the underground gnome's face and heart were full of fear, so he thought for a moment and spoke to him, "Moredi." ”

"Uh...... Do you have any instructions for me? Moredi clenched the short knife in his hand tightly, looked at the gray dwarf army outside the door, and then quickly reacted and asked Urs, "Lord Hero?" ”

"Tell me the truth, are you afraid of the scum who once defeated you?"

"Scum... Child? ”

"It's the gray dwarves."

"If you want to say that you are not afraid...... That's a lie. Moredi lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and was unwilling to confess.

"Then I just remembered a question." Urs glanced sideways at him, the corners of his mouth curled into a tooth grin, "You can try to tell me the answer." ”

"What's the problem?"

"Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life, or do you want to be a hero? Even if it's just for a few minutes. ”

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