"You..... Are these things you calculated? ”

The left side of the two-headed ogre mage showed a frightened look, this "dwarf" standing on his shoulder gave it too terrifying feeling, if it was really carefully calculated before the fight, then this ability was too terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Every detail, including its own every reaction, was expected by the other party, and if this kind of person was really an enemy with himself, then the two-headed ogre mage felt that it was impossible for him to defeat the other at all, and both heads had the same opinion.

"Sort of, but I always take one step at a time, but I will choose what is most beneficial to me at every step." Acoster squinted at the tall Rugmar, "Now you can make a choice, or your heart will be crushed in 5 seconds, don't play those tricks, you know it won't help you except hasten your death." “

"Yes, Your Excellency, I choose to cooperate with you to take down that evil dragon together!"

What else could Rogma say, seeing that the other party had given him an ultimatum, he immediately lowered his head and confessed, the half-elf sword saint sneered and threw out a magic contract from his arms, and after a few glances at the two-headed cannibal magician, he happily pressed his own handprint on the signature.

"You know each other."

Acoste jumped off the ogre's shoulder, and at the same time Vile also rolled off the ogre's back, as the female vampire's dagger was pulled out, the ogre Rugma's back suddenly gushed out a large amount of blood like a fountain, but this most fatal injury for other races did not create any threat to the ogre, it didn't even recite a spell, and after a few minutes, it automatically closed the wound on its back with its superhuman physical fitness, I believe that at this rate it will not exceed a few days, Even the scars on its back will be invisible.

And for the other party's choice, Acoste is not surprised, if it is really so backbone, it will not choose to live in the hands of Hell Roar, originally Acoste still had a plan in his heart to accept this two-headed ogre mage as a younger brother after pacifying this trouble, after all, this kind of individual is too rare, if he can have Ragmar, maybe Acoste can take over the entire ogre roaming in the West Hartland region, and then the Starry Night Collar can have a large-scale ogre heavy army, At that time, I am afraid that it will be a huge deterrent to any force.

It's just that now he doesn't dare to have this kind of thought, after seeing the other party's greed for life and fear of death, the half-elf swordmaster now only intends to use it as a meat shield cannon fodder, even if it doesn't die in the later battle, Yacoste will send it out with one kick, otherwise God knows when a person with a character like Dogma will sell himself to others......

After handling the corpses of the two ogre warriors a little, everyone climbed onto the suspended wooden cage, Jennifer used the spell hand instead of the human to spin the heavy turntable next to it, and with a low squeak, Acoste and they slowly advanced towards the center of the mountain, the depths of the leylines, that is, the lava where the Groba bus was.

In the "elevator", everyone's expressions were very serious, and they silently began to sort out the magic equipment and magic scrolls they were carrying, and the warriors began to use whetstones over and over again, tirelessly wiping their weapons, and even Klanwo, who had always had a large nerve, was preparing very carefully, because they all knew that this was the last pre-battle preparation before meeting the Grim Reaper.

If they win, they will be famous, and if they lose, everything will be empty, the adventures of the Faren continent are generally like this, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and if you want to gain power, you must move forward bravely!

Yacoste quietly came to the ogre's ear at this time and said something to it, Dogma immediately showed a strange expression, like surprise, like incredible, and a little bit of fear and excitement, others thought to themselves that you have two faces, otherwise how could a normal person make such a complicated expression?

"Are you sure it's true?"

Acoste didn't answer, nodding in the affirmative.

"Okay, let's do this, after the deed, you must keep your promise!"

Gruma thought for a moment, and the four frowned for a long time, and finally the relatively lively head on the left gritted his teeth, as if he had finally made up his mind.

The half-elf sword master showed a mocking smile, he didn't explain anything to Lugma, Yacoste believed that with the wisdom of the other party, it would be in vain for him to say anything, since the other party had agreed to do it with him, then the two-headed cannibal mage would not rebel at this juncture, and the rest would be left to time to verify!

"Squeak, squeak!"

With the last muffled sound, the wooden elevator stopped completely, and several people immediately jumped out of the wooden cage and jumped onto a wooden bridge specially designed to respond.

Hot!

It's very hot!

Except for Yacoste, the others suddenly had a feeling as if they had been steamed dry, and the sweat under their original armor or cloth robes was all steamed dry at this moment, and everyone's faces turned pale, as if their bodies had been dehydrated!

There's a flowing lava down there!

And they are standing at a height of no more than thirty or forty meters from the magma at the moment, if anyone has ever been to the crater to experience the temperature there, it is estimated that they can roughly feel the feeling of appearing in Ling......

Or if they weren't professionals, ordinary people would be unconscious on the ground as soon as they came here, and then die of lack of water within a few minutes!

"Grunt, grunt, grunt, Giroud, balabala." A few little gnomes who were working saw Yacoste and they got off the elevator and immediately shouted a few words, which was pure dwarf language, and it was also the bird language that Yacoste they couldn't understand.

However, the half-elf sword saint was not panicked at all, because at this time, Dogma stepped forward and shouted to the other party in the same bird language, and after a few words, the group of originally arrogant gnomes immediately got out of the way.

The corners of Acoste's mouth curled slightly, he temporarily cooperated with the two-headed cannibal mage not because he was all interested in the opponent's combat ability, but because once he had it, it would be much easier for his prerequisite plan to be implemented.

The vast majority of people on the continent of Faeron look at dwarfs in the same way, which is like looking at dwarves, even those who have been together for a long time cannot find their dwarf friends among the 100 dwarves.

However, this kind of similar face can easily recognize the difference between them, and the dwarf and dwarf are very exclusive races, so it is impossible to blend into the dwarf race through a transfiguration technique.

Originally, Acoste had some back-up for this, but since Rugma joined the team, these back-ups were no longer needed.

The other party is the red and black dragon, the number one henchman under the Grosbus team, the ace fighter, with it as a guarantee for his identity, how dare those dwarfs dare to question them again?

As for the old dragon still soaking in the magma to sleep, unless a few of its own people go to die now, it will definitely not find out its own plan, and when they blow up these wooden bridge corridors and railway workshops, the old dragon will be too late to react, because at this time, it is his own group of people to fight it alone, oh no, group fight, oh no, it is the stage of the strategy!

According to the assigned plan, Acoste and the others stopped in place to observe the surrounding buildings for a moment, and then, as with the previous assignment, everyone walked in their own direction.

They all carried three jet-gold metal balls in their pockets, which were given to everyone by Jennifer in the wooden cage, called "Super Conductor Crystal Extreme Burst Ball", of course, Acoster thought the name was too long and awkward, and had changed the name to "High Explosive Grenade".

It's a product of the High Elves, and its principle is similar to that of the Crystal Cannon, but this improved version is significantly easier to carry, easier to trigger, consumes fewer Crystals, and is much less powerful.

In terms of the ability of black technology, there are three races in the entire Faren Continent that are definitely far ahead, one is the dwarf mentioned earlier, the other is the high elf mentioned now, and the last one is the arcanist during the Nether Empire.

However, their emphasis varied, the gnomes were more inclined to inventions that did not rely on magic, and their contributions to power, gunpowder, air currents, and water conservancy were relatively large, and the number of inventions was the largest of all races, but the quality was very poor, because nine out of ten inventions were proved to be life-threatening failures!

The black technology of the High Elves is mainly reflected in magic items, such as magic crystal grenades, magic crystal cannons, ultra-long-distance portals, and magic arrays that can tear apart the entire continent, these long ears have a long life to study all the topics they like, so the quality and safety of their inventions are the most guaranteed, but it may be because of the limitations of creativity, the update degree of their black technology has not been good.

The Arcanists of the Nether Empire are in between, heavy magic, floating cities, these well-known ones are not mentioned, and there are things like magic teleportation [mobile phones], watermark projection equipment [movies], magic street lamps [voice control system] These things that are biased towards living facilities were invented by the great arcanists when they were bored, but unfortunately, the Arcane Empire has completely become history, and now the remaining lich of that period is also a group of dead houses, and only one ghost city still wants to reproduce the glory of the Nether Empire, However, Acoste, who is familiar with historical developments, knows that the fate of their remnants is also bleak.

Originally, it was just a simple demolition task, and some explosives made of gunpowder were enough, but when Jennifer took out these high-tech products, Acoster decided to use a little "high-explosive grenade" to waste a little, anyway, it was worth waiting to kill all the Gro Bus.

The two-headed ogre Magi Rugmar walked in the direction of the red and black dragon by himself, as a full-time guard guarding the platform above, it deserted its guard and its huge physique was too conspicuous, and when it came to the magma area, the old dragon had already felt it, so instead of waiting for the other party to summon him to ask about the situation, it was better to go over and explain to Hell Roar first.

As for the excuse, that half-elf sword master had already helped him come up with a plan.

"Knock knock ......"

The sound of dull footsteps sounded on the wooden bridge, and Rugma let out a painful "moan" every time he landed on the entire wooden bridge, and fortunately, those gnomes took into account the harsh environment here when building this place, and deliberately built the corridor with "arrow bamboo" reinforced by magic and resistant to high temperatures, otherwise the passage made of ordinary bamboo would really not be able to withstand the weight of the two-headed ogre, which is almost a ton.

Along the way, the gnomes who saw Rugmar all made way for the ogre, and lowered their heads to show respect for each other, and between the caves, they were undoubtedly most afraid of the red and black dragon grobus, and the second fear was probably the two-headed ogre.

The other party has been guarding the elevator, these gnomes have to pass through the other party's territory every time they have something to do, and during this time, the gnomes naturally had a few verbal quarrels and quarrels with this ogre magician, and the result is cruel, Lugma has killed at least three digits or more gnomes!

However, this slaughter did not cause the old dragon to be dissatisfied, and since then the gnomes have understood the position of the other party in the hearts of the Grobus and the right to speak here, and gradually they do not dare to provoke the other party again, and treat the ogre as the second-in-command here, even though they are only three in number in this cave..........

The ogre walked like this, and after a few familiar rounds, he came to a steep platform where a huge lizard's head lay down, and where Grobus would sleep when he was fine, and this was his "pillow".

It was a place of about 100 square meters, but the huge head of the big black lizard occupied about half of the position, and the two-headed ogre with two or three heights stood upright, not as big as the other party's dragon head, so you can imagine how terrifying the length of the whole body of that hellish roar was!

"Rugmar, why don't you guard your territory from above, but come here instead, I didn't summon you!"

In the midst of heavy breathing, Grobus opened his inverted triangular eyes and stared at Rugmar standing in front of him. (To be continued.) )