The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the warriors of the two major tribes, without exception, all bowed forward. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info They were ready for battle, and they just waited for their respective leaders to give the order, and then they charged and fought hard. On the side of the black iron dwarves, the light on the wands of the five mages has become more and more eye-catching and dazzling, and there is even a faint elemental agitation, filling the surroundings.

However, in the confrontation between the two tribes, two dwarves did not make any moves. That was one of the lieutenants of the Brute Hammer Clan, Yuregar. and one of the leaders of the Black Iron Clan, Grurel.

Yuregal and Grurel, as leaders of their respective clans. They didn't make any moves, neither intended to actually fight each other, nor did they intend to prevent the confrontation between the two sides at this time.

Oss was indeed anxious at first, as Bilsnott clashed with the two leaders of the Black Iron Dwarves named Heterel and Angelell. Oss is really afraid that the two major tribes will fight. And when Billsnot, along with Helltrell and Angrel, each raised their weapons and faced each other, Oss's tension reached its peak.

However, the confrontation situation was strangely maintained. Of the five leaders of the two major clans, none of them spoke first. Nor did any of the fighters take the lead in attacking.

When Osdi looked at him, he saw that there was no movement, Yuregar and Grurel. Oss instantly figured out what was going on with the situation that was temporarily balanced at this time.

"Whew......" Oss breathed a sigh of relief. Such a situation, even if it was short-lived, was enough for him to be nervous.

Oss turned to face his dwarven brothers behind him, his hands pressed against Kudran and Nuen, and the hands on which he clenched his weapons pressed down gently. Gothrum and Talon Ex, who were on either side, also followed the movements of their brothers, lowered their weapons, and relaxed.

Kudran asked softly, "Os, what's going on?" ”

"Uncle Yuregal is waiting for an answer, let's stand and reason, so don't be afraid. However, the Black Iron Dwarf on the other side, named Grurel, obviously didn't intend to tell us. There were a lot of them, and there were mages, so they didn't speak. Oss explained in a low voice, "Now, we really can't fight. But whichever side speaks first is equivalent to giving in. ”

Kudran scratched his head and said, "It's complicated. ”

Gothrum asked, "What answer is Uncle Gal waiting for?" Why didn't I hear, what answer did he say? ”

Oss was patient with his brothers, and carefully repeated: "It was Uncle Gal who asked at the beginning, what is Prince Sorison's order, and he still needs to follow his compatriots. Actually, now I feel that Uncle Bill deliberately mocked the Black Iron Dwarves for this reason. was followed all the way by his fellow black iron compatriots, and he was still an old friend, so he must be uncomfortable. ”

The three brothers, Kudran and Sandmar, suddenly understood the reason why Biersnott spoke mercilessly, and also understood the reason for the confrontation situation at this time.

"So what now?" Kudran asked again.

Oss thought for a moment, and then speculated: "The key is Prince Thoresen, what orders he has given. However, it seems that it should have nothing to do with the Brute Hammer Clan, but they just found out that there were clues with the two uncles. ”

"And that's it for now?" Nuen also asked, "How long will the uncles stalemate, and if they don't speak, then what will they do?" ”

"Wait for external forces to break the game." Oss replied subconsciously, and then, with a flash of inspiration, he silently said in his mouth, "External force ......"

The three brothers, Kudran and Sandmar, listened to Oss's words, and they also thought about what it was to break the situation by external forces, and thought of a solution. However, before they could come up with any results, Oss smiled and whispered, "Brothers, watch me play!" ”

Oss looked up and took a closer look at where the two tribes were standing. Then, he looked back at the Black Iron Dwarves outside the makeshift camp, especially the five Dwarven Mages. At this point, as Oss focused his attention on the mages, he could clearly feel a fiery element condensing.

"This blazing feeling, is that the element of fire? Could it be that the black iron dwarves have already begun to ......," Oss pondered silently in his heart.

After observing the position and making up his mind, Oss no longer hesitated. He took three deep breaths and motioned with his eyes for his brothers to step back. Then, Oss let out a low "drink", and the power of the holy light exploded instantly. His fist-clenched hands shone with a golden glow, which gradually extended and covered Oss's entire body!

The golden light attracted the attention of all the dwarves in an instant. At this time, Oss drew his one-handed sword with his right hand and backhand. The holy light spread to the entire one-handed sword again, and the streamer was like a tide, enveloping the entire sword body. Seeing this, Oss threw his one-handed sword at the middle of the two tribes, and shouted at the same time: "Enough! ”

The one-handed sword, with lightning speed, is like a meteor chasing the moon, cutting through a golden line visible to the naked eye.

"Boom!" The sword sinks into the ground, and the holy light erupts!

On the surface, with the sword body as the center, countless small golden rays of light spread in all directions in the form of lightning. When the light touched the improvised fence, there was a "boom" accompanied by a slight shaking of the ground, and a "boom" sound, and the fence collapsed.

In the process, Oss desperately mobilized all the strength in his body. At the same time, he also used his soul fluctuations to summon all the power of the Light that he could communicate, just as he did when communicating with the Light in the Soul Vision.

A sharp tingling sensation continued to pound Oss's brain. Heavy pressure hit Oss's whole body. However, Oss remained expressionless, and he stepped forward with a step.

In the first step, in the deep night sky, the holy light flashes out;

In the second step, countless holy lights hovered around Os, like fireflies flying;

In the third step, the flying holy light spread over the entire improvised camp, above the heads of all the dwarves of the two major tribes, and even in the night sky in all directions, hundreds of meters in radius;

In the fourth step, Oss walked up to Billsnott's side, pressed his left hand against the handle of Billsnott's two-handed axe, and said, "In any case, uncle, your weapon should not be aimed at the Black Iron Fellows!" Oss's voice, enhanced by the power of the Light, had a faint sense of oppression, and a faint echo.

In the fifth step, Oss walked over the collapsing fence and reached out with his right hand aimed above the heads of the five Black Iron Dwarven Mages. Oss didn't know how to dispel the fire elemental, nor did he know how to interrupt spellcasting. But Oss has his own way, he relies on his soul to communicate with the Holy Light, and then rudely fills the space around the Black Iron Dwarven Mage with the Holy Light! The condensed and indispersible holy light turned into a material, like a golden cloud;

In the sixth step, Oss faced all the Black Iron Dwarves head-on, looked at Grurel, and said, "You are the same, Black Iron Dwarves! Standing before you is your brute hammer brothers! If you need their help, let them know! Could it be that as each other's compatriots and friends, Billsnott and Yuregal, can they not help you?! ”

In the seventh step, Oss walked to his one-handed sword, turned sideways to face the two tribes at the same time, and while trying to maintain the power of the Holy Light, he issued a notice in an unquestionable tone: "Even as an outsider, I don't want to see you entanglement and conflict with each other. Now that the fence between you has been destroyed, sit down and talk calmly! Or maybe one of you wants to provoke a civil war between the clans! ”

Osdi made a series of movements, but no one answered. The dwarves present, except for the three brothers Kudran and Sandmar, had seen such a surging power. The other dwarves, whether they were Hammer Warriors, Black Iron Warriors, or Black Iron Mages, were all terrified by the power of Os.

And the five leaders, Yuregal, Billsnot, Grurel, Hetrel, and Angelel, they also did not respond to Oss's words. Because, they were really scared! Oss is too heavy to give. None of the leaders dared to take on the fact that they had previously provoked a civil war between the clans!

At this moment, Oss felt extremely tired, his brain ached, and he felt cool. And his body, muscles and bones, also have a feeling of stretching and tearing.

Seeing that the leaders who could make a decision, none of them spoke. Oss had no choice but to speak again, but this time, instead of speaking to the chiefs, he commanded his brothers: "Nuen, move a large table; Gothrum, give your brother a hand and bring six chairs; Ex, go get some barrels of wine! Kudran, you come! ”

When Kudran heard this, although he didn't know what Oss was going to do, he walked to Oss without the slightest hesitation. The three Sandmar brothers were quick enough to move everything Oss wanted in less than a minute.

Oss breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth secretly, and withdrew the power of the Holy Light. It wasn't until tens of seconds later that the light completely dissipated. This small world, which was originally as bright as day, returned to the deep night. Only the moonlight remained unchanged and sprinkled all around.

The pain in the flesh has been dispelled by the strengthening of Os's soul. However, the severe mental pain still hit one after another. Osan endured it, not showing the slightest tiredness. He commanded the three Sandmar brothers, set up the tables and chairs, and poured fine wine.

Then Auth invited Kudran to sit down on the side of the Hammer Clan, right in the middle. Then he said: "As the son of Prince Kadyros, Kudran is qualified to sit here. ”

Oss looked around again, the five leaders of the two major tribes, and invited, "Then please take a seat, leaders of the two great tribes." How about a glass of wine already poured and toasting with old friends you haven't seen each other for a long time? ”

Yuregal and Billsnot, without any hesitation, sat on either side of Kudran. Grurel and Hatherell and Angelell beside him looked at each other, then stepped forward together, pulled out their chairs, and sat down.