"You are guarding me, I'll figure it out!"

After thinking about it for a long time, the old dwarf finally made up his mind, those powerful adventurers seemed to be very difficult to mess with, but compared to the big black dragon that had been squeezed for a long time, Carlo would naturally choose the former. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, this is also the pressure that Acoste brought to them is not enough, because after all, the half-elf sword saint appeared in his own "human form", and he did not break out any big moves, which invisibly gave people a feeling that although he was very strong, I was not without a chance to fight, but the other dragon with a height of 50 or 60 meters and moving like a hill was even more deterrent, even if the red and black dragon did nothing, just the dragon power that involuntarily emanated could scare a group of people.

The old dwarf took out a diamond-shaped scale full of lines from his arms, this is the scale on Caro Bus's own body, as long as the person holding this scale is willing, and he himself is on the same plane as Hell Roaring, then he can contact Caro Bus through this scale anytime and anywhere, if the strength of Caro Bus is one step closer and lives past the age of a thousand years to become an ancient dragon level, then even if the person holding the scale is unwilling, this old dragon can be forcibly connected to their spiritual world through his own will.

The old dwarf wanted to use this method to inform his master, as the most prestigious dwarf, Carlo Bus was quite okay for him, in addition to his own personal scales, he also left a lot of things for Carlo to save his life, but the situation in front was certain, and the old dwarf didn't have time to use it......

Carlo solemnly placed the scale in front of him, took a deep breath, and tapped it lightly with his short fingers.

"Who dare to call me!"

A threatening voice sounded, and even if it wasn't confronted head-on, an incomparable aura of desolation filled the entire passage, as if the dragon was standing in front of the group of gnomes staring at them, causing all the gnomes present to fall to their knees in fright, trembling and not daring to speak.

Carlo was the only dwarf standing, but he didn't speak, just stood in the middle of the dwarf in silence.

"Who is it? What do you have to report to me? Who is it! ”

Carlobus's voice sounded through the scales again, this time its voice was a little more irritable and angry, hundreds of years have passed, the roar of hell has never tasted like being ripped off, no one in this area who knows about its existence dares to offend their dignity, but today there is a man of courage.

Carlo still didn't speak, even though the red and black dragon roared so angrily at the end of the scales, he remained dead silent.

"What happened to our patriarch?"

At this time, there were a few bold and careful gnomes who couldn't hold their breath, it stands to reason that Carlo is not such an indiscriminate dwarf, and it is obvious that old Carlo made up his mind to tell Hell to roar first, why would he choose to change his mind at this juncture?

But when they had the audacity to raise their heads, the gnomes were all dumbfounded.

The old dwarf was standing still, his hands holding the scales, but .....

Above its neck, it's empty!

Those dwarfs couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, apparently someone killed Carlo in seconds the moment they bowed their heads and knelt down, and the other party's movements were so clean and neat, they actually succeeded under the noses of so many of their own good hands, and they didn't alarm anyone.

It's hard to imagine that if an assassin of this level were to target themselves, would they still have a glimmer of hope of survival?

Thinking of this, those dwarf defense warriors couldn't help but get goosebumps even under the protection of heavy armor, and no matter how the other Karo bus roared angrily, no one on this side dared to pick up the scales to do what the old dwarf failed to accomplish.

They feel like there is an invisible transparent person watching behind their backs now, as long as they dare to pick up that "death scale" in the true sense, then they will be the next to lose their heads............

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In the depths of the passage, Acoste and his party still walked towards the depths under the gradually scorching temperature.

The most painful thing in this is undoubtedly Cranvo, at the beginning the wandering warrior was sadly lying in the gravel pile enjoying the steamer for a few minutes, when he finally heard the movement outside and jumped out, Acoste and a group of them left again, at this moment Cranvo was definitely the most angry.

Now the wandering warrior has no place to vent his anger, and now he cares about the black dragon and red dragon, even if the other party is a true god, Klanwo wants to go up and fight to vent his anger.

The opportunity didn't come very slowly, and as they passed through what resembled a forge room, several tall humanoids stood in the small room, banging and hammering for some reason.

They weren't the half-dragons of the previous days, and they weren't as short as the gnomes, these 8 or 9 heads looked like humans from a distance, but when you got close enough to observe, you could have thought you were wrong.

Obsidian Warriors, a group of monsters who were originally all kinds of creatures, but would rather accept a curse and let themselves be fossilized all over their bodies.

They have a general name called Mineralized Warriors, but people who grow obsidian on their bodies are used to calling them Obsidian Warriors, and people who are covered in gold call them Golden Warriors!

The guys were about 7 feet tall and weighed about 300 pounds. It looked like a tall, thin humanoid creature with a pebble-patterned tail that was covered in sharp stone barbs at the tip, and its eyes were like translucent rare gems set in its slate-colored body.

Obsidian Warriors are naturally fond of fighting and keen to sow discord and cause conflict, and the Obsidian Warriors are the most troublesome of their larger group, and it is hard for Acoste to imagine how the old dragon can tame these obsidian warriors so that they will willingly do their work for themselves.

And although the old dragon has been silent for hundreds of years, it has been lurking in the mountains of the Skull Canyon, but the races it enslaves are really not small, half-dragons, dwarfs, and now there is such an obsidian warrior who originally lived in the dark region, or even in the dark region, it is extremely rare, who knows what else they can encounter if they go inside?

It's just that Cranvo didn't care so much, and after seeing these humanoid monsters, he immediately looked at Acoste with red eyes, and after getting the affirmative nod from the half-elf swordmaster, he roared like an enraged bull and rushed in.

Midnight on the side followed in because he was worried that his lover would follow, only Acoste and they walked behind unhurriedly, and after Jennifer cast a spell to insulate the barrier, the gang didn't move anymore.

The Ore Warrior has the characteristics of all the ordinary monsters of Faerun, that is, the three high [high physique, high strength, high agility] and various protection specialties [immunity to fire and toxins, strong acid and cold resistance 10, spell resistance 23,], but they also inherited the disadvantages of those monsters at the same time, and the sub-attributes of the other three have dropped too much.

Ignore the fact that the Ore Warriors all have dark vision, but their true visual ability will not exceed 30 meters, let alone smell and hearing, and unless you make more than 40 decibels of noise around them, these stone men will not be able to sense your presence at all.

Charm, uh, I'm afraid no one on the continent of Faren will like a group of humans carved out of stone, right? No matter how heroic it looks......

As for intelligence, not to mention, the Ore Warrior does have two supernatural abilities, Groundfall Strike [Once a day, the Stone Demon can launch an extremely vicious attack on any enemy standing on the stone or the earth. When using this ability, the Stone Devil gains +8 on Attack Check and deals 12 additional damage] and Fear [Creature hit by a Stone Demon must successfully pass a DC19 Will Immunity or it will receive the same effect as Dread. Regardless of whether the immunity is successful or not, the creature will no longer be affected by the Golem's fear ability for 24 hours], but that is an innate race-type spell ability, right? In addition, the IQ of these stones can be completely replaced by 0, and it is impossible for a mage to be born in their race, nor to learn other spells, and even for other obvious small traps, they can be fooled again and again...........

In the face of this kind of brave and unscrupulous monster, if the two of Klanvo and Midnight can't handle it anymore, then it will be Acoste's turn to wonder if he has found the wrong person, these two rookies are really destined to die and the goddess of magic?

However, what made the half-elf Juggernaut feel like didn't happen, strictly speaking, these obsidian warriors, as the elite of the ore warriors, are themselves a group of creatures with elite templates, but when they meet two Cranvo and Midnight with hidden faction boss templates, this group of guys is really not enough.......

Without saying a word, Cranvo just charged directly, and the three top obsidian warriors were actually knocked unconscious by him, which made the half-elf sword saint on the side a little incredible, what about the high immunity of the obsidian warriors that TM said? Just being knocked down by a fighter whose strength is less than 18 points?

Then the Midnight Lady's magical effect is even more incomprehensible......

Obviously, the Obsidian Warriors are immune to fire damage, but the Wandering Warbler Mage released the Fire Rush Technique, which was able to ignite a few obsidian warriors at the very edge......

This abnormal and unscientific scene stunned everyone, and the one who reacted the most violently was the High Elf Jennifer.

Everyone present knew that although some monsters in this world were given the characteristics of immunity, they could not be really immune as literally described, but their resistance to one of the elements was outrageous, reaching the point where ordinary skills would have no effect at all.

But it's like the Baro Flame Demon claims to be invincible, but can this kind of demon survive on the surface of the sun?

The answer is naturally no, not to mention the millions of Celsius temperatures on the surface of the sun, I am afraid that the Barlow Flame Demon was illuminated by the intense incandescent light before he approached the periphery of the sun.

And the obsidian warrior is the same thing, as long as your spells are penetrating enough, or your spells are powerful enough, you can completely ignore the so-called immunity to fire damage above their introduction, and you can still use plastic energy spells to smash the opponent into slag.

But the problem is that if it's a legendary caster like Lavis or Doris, Yacoste still thinks it's acceptable, but the painting style suddenly changes to Midnight's half-baked, half-hung mid-level mage, and the half-elf swordmaster They are a little speechless.

Sure enough, they are all born children of fate, although they have not yet seen anything far superior to ordinary people from their physical conditions, but relying on those hidden various epic specialties, their combat effectiveness is no less than that of some senior and high-level professionals.

The battle ended quickly, and the seemingly tall and fierce obsidian warriors were unable to pose much of a decent threat to the two men, and after Kranvo smashed the translucent rare gems of their eyeballs as Acoste had instructed, the humanoid stones immediately turned into pieces of stone and scattered again on the ground.

"Whew, out of breath, refresh!"

The wandering warriors experienced a battle and felt a lot more comfortable, such a move made Acoste can't help but squint at the other party, why do all the warriors only have a little pursuit, and everything is blindly solved by force rather than brains, no wonder they are often used as guns by those mages.....

Midnight also gave him a white look, this guy is too impulsive, in order to vent his grievances, he rushed in regardless of anything, and fortunately, the guardian monsters in this forging room are relatively weak, if she encounters a group of slightly more powerful ones, isn't she going to collect the body of her lover when she comes in?

"Look, there, there seems to be a little window!"

Just when everyone slightly despised their simple-minded and well-developed teammates, the attentive Ling suddenly noticed something interesting, poked Yacoste's waist with her finger, and pointed in a direction to him.

The Half-Elf Swordmaster immediately jumped to that position, climbed to a vent above the corner of the forging room in two or three steps, and grabbed the iron railing with his hand to look out.

"It's hot!"

Just when Acoste's hand was just put on, a slight burning sensation of skin made him surprised for a while, you must know that now his physical fitness is not the most perverted type in the Faeron Continent, but it can definitely be regarded as a type that can be taken out to meet people, even this slight tingling feeling came from his hand, this feeling is about to melt when ordinary people touch their hands.

How many degrees is this? (To be continued.) )