A storm subsided.

The gods of the different planes bowed their heads in front of all the martyrs' monuments in Sendro and apologized. Durand won the gambling battle, and according to the agreement, the Alien Gods will be completely at the mercy of Sendro for the time being. The following month, and a month later, at the Battle Meeting, Sendelow undoubtedly had a much better chance of winning.

After the memorial was over, the fat man was busy vigorously publicizing the previous battle. During the war years, showing strength is the best magic weapon for cohesion, because under the pressure of war, people will only focus around the real strong.

Durand's defeat of the Great Priest of the Twin Heavens showed absolute strength. This time, with an energy level of 109 units, he defeated many lower gods, showing unparalleled means, potential, and future possibilities.

At this point, Durand felt that his job was only to find the Learmons family within a month.

With the speed of the purple-robed sword soul, it should be almost to the so-called "place of destiny...... Durand felt his heart beat a little faster.

At this time, the god of wind came to Durand and stood still.

She stared at Durand for a long time, and saw that Durand was a little hairy, before she suddenly leaned over and said, "I'm sorry." Before Manus left, I could trust you completely, saying that the hot fat man can make Sendelow stable, and you can make Sendro strong. But I didn't give you enough trust just now...... Alas, I'm so sorry. ”

Durand returned the salute and smiled nonchalantly, "Don't care. ”

The wind god owes himself again before leaving. Sendro pays attention to seniority, so Durand always respects Fengshen, Manus and others, and does not pose as superior because he is strong.

But Sendro was more about strength, especially during the war years. After this battle, Aeoland has truly regarded Durand as a Sendrore leader who is on a par with Thoreau and Manus, and may even have greater potential in the future.

The Iron Ruin Dwarf knelt down in front of Durand without saying a word, beating his chest with one hand and pressing his forehead with the other, which was the highest etiquette of the Iron Ruin Dwarf. He's expressing his gratitude to Duland.

Durand looked at the Iron Ruins Dwarf, but in his heart he thought of his old friend in the "Plane of Mystery", the musket dwarf, Iron Fist.

After the Iron Ruin Dwarf finished his salute, Durand nodded, and without saying much, he asked Duncan, the Dragon Dancer, to properly arrange the Iron Ruin Dwarf.

It is unlikely that the Iron Ruin Dwarves are closely related to the Black Dwarves, but both are dwarf forms after all, and the suspicion of the Iron Ruin Dwarves cannot be completely ruled out at this time.

In the crowd that gradually dispersed. Luo Fan's back was a little gloomy, and he silently walked back to the Temple of the Chosen One.

Durand sighed, not knowing what to say.

What can be said? Could it be that he said to Luo Fan honestly: "I'm sorry, I can't think of a way to remove your status as the Chosen Guardian, you may have to be the Chosen Guardian for the rest of your life." ”

Durand watched Luo Fan leave, and secretly clenched his fists, thinking to himself how the vacant No. 2 Chosen Guardian got rid of the identity of the Chosen Guard?

Catherine soon left as well.

The experience in the World Treehouse had a big impact on her. She also needs time to absorb and adjust. In addition, as the developer of the Gathering Array, Catherine plans to give birth to another batch of Gathering Talents in Sunderlow in the next month. Prepare for the Wing Battle meeting in a month's time.

"Alright, let's go too. I'll ...... for a while" Before Durand finished speaking, Lanzi suddenly hugged him hard, and then raised his head to block Duland's lips.

The death of Grandpa Lawrence. It is the biggest regret in Lanzi's heart. Her kiss was a thank you to Durand for seeing off Lawrence in that way just now, and it was also an apology for not understanding Durand just now.

Nightwing snorted. Standing aside with his hands in his hands, he put on an open-minded posture of "if you want to kiss enough", but the corner of his eye glanced away from time to time.

“…… This little girl named Lanzi seems to be more active than you. The white dwarf Milo stood beside his sister Nightwing and said leisurely.

Nightwing's face darkened.

Milo continued: "You see, not only is it more proactive, but it is also more skilled. This little girl looks innocent, but the contrast is a bit big. ”

In front of Milo, Nightwing could never take on the queen of the high, and she exclaimed in annoyance, "You, turn around, turn back!" Who allowed you to stare like that? ”

Milo sighed under his breath and muttered vaguely, "See? Is it rare? I've even slept through it...... Damn, Duland, this kid, actually told me at the time that he and my sister were just friends, a liar! ”

Those who are familiar with Nightwing and Milo know that Nightwing says east, and Milo will definitely go west.

Nightwing told Milo to turn away, but Milo strode forward.

She pressed Duland's shoulder and said indifferently: "Is the kiss enough?" Listen to me when you've kissed enough. Do you think I'm idle and have nothing to do before I run out and show up? ”

Durand struggled to get out of Lanzi's silent and enthusiastic lips, gasped heavily, and said embarrassedly: "Uh, so you're still there...... What are you looking for me? There is a new development in the interrogation of Zuo Lu? ”

"Not really." Milo said lightly, "I feel...... Another dwarf has invaded Sendlow. ”

Duland, Nightwing, and Lanzi were so startled that they almost jumped at the same time.

"What?!"

"You didn't say it sooner!"

"When?"

"Just now." Milo said nonchalantly, "Can you blame me?" Who told you to stay there all the time? ”

Durand quickly calmed down, shook his head and said: "This is impossible, the technology developed by Snell has brought the entire Sunderlo's dimensional crystal wall into surveillance, if there is a black dwarf in and out, I and the fire fat man will receive the news immediately." ”

Milo's face sank, and he pointed to the "Holy Blessing Scorching Sun" above the Yongzhan Fortress, and said, "That thing is useful for all black dwarves to identify and suppress zuò. But, does it work for me? ”

Durand and Lanzi's faces changed slightly. Nightwing's face also turned cold, and she asked intently, "Sister, do you mean-"

Currently, the dwarves on the Rochester side can be divided into three types.

The first type is a "true dwarf" with absolute defense, pure black, and no divine fire.

The second type, except that there is no "absolute defense", the "fake dwarf" that is basically indistinguishable from the real dwarf in other aspects is also pure black and has no divine fire.

The third type is a strange dwarf like Milo, who has absolute defense, is not pure black, and can fuse divine fire.

The essential differences between the three dwarves are still being studied, and Snell and Anemo are the main ones responsible.

True dwarves will be greatly suppressed under the light of the Holy Blessed Sun, and will show their original form, unable to hide their dwarven posture. False dwarves are completely unaffected by the Holy Sun.

As for the white dwarf Milo, she will only be affected slightly, almost negligibly.

The technology for monitoring the crystal walls of the Sunderlow plane, similar to that of the Holy Bless Sun, was developed by Snell. Since the invading dwarves were not detected by Snell's technology, it could not be black real dwarves. Considering that only the white dwarf Milo was keenly aware of the intruder's sneak in, the probability that the comer was a fake dwarf was not large.

Then, there is only one possibility left -

"The intruders, perhaps, are of the same kind as me." White dwarf Milo said.

Durand took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me where I am." ”

……

……

"So...... Is this the destination? The purple-robed sword soul looked at the desolate sand dunes in front of him wordlessly.

What kind of place does this place where birds don't poop? Durand had a brain convulsion to let himself come here!

The sword soul looked at it carefully for a while, but it didn't see any mystery. He circled the dunes for another week, but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

No matter how you look at it, this is a barren place that can't be more ordinary.

Da la, the boots stepped on the coarse sand. After the purple-robed sword soul circled, he returned to the original place, and then he was suddenly stunned. Because in the place where he had stood before, there was an extra person, who was lying limply on the ground.

But the sword soul has no idea when this person appeared, how it appeared, and why it appeared!

But this person, the purple-robed sword soul knows-

In the preparatory college, he once walked through the death road of promotion with Duland, and he should have failed and died, but because Durand shared the double weight of the seven-colored waterfall and saved his life, and finally the relevant memories were deleted by the chick, the red-robed man who admired Learmons very much, Li'er died.

Speaking of which, the purple-robed sword soul was promoted to a dead end, and he almost killed this red-robed man named Li'er Meng to death.

How did this guy end up here?

"Hey!" The purple-robed sword soul walked up to Li'er's side and poked him twice, frowning, "Why are you here?" ”

Pear Meng died as if she couldn't move, lying on the ground. The moment he saw the purple-robed sword soul, his eyes clearly showed ecstasy, and he called out weakly, "Du ...... Rand...... Save...... Help me......"

The purple-robed sword soul's face turned black in an instant, and he scolded in annoyance: "You actually think I'm Duland? I'm not Duland! You're Duland! Your whole family is Duland! ”

A look of confusion appeared on Li'er's dead face, and suddenly turned to horror and fear. His gaze crossed the shoulder of the purple-robed sword soul, staring at the back of the sword soul, and his mouth grew hard, but he couldn't make a sound because of the horror.

The purple-robed sword soul's face changed, and he lowered his head without thinking, and almost at the same time, a cold chill swept silently from the back of his head and brushed his scalp.

The sword soul didn't have time to be happy that he had dodged the blow, and his right arm was in a violent and severe pain, and he was swept from behind, and flew out sideways.

"Damn it!" The purple-robed sword soul flipped in mid-air, and after landing on the ground, it slid backwards and retreated more than ten meters, leaving two ravines on the rough sand.

The sword soul stared fiercely at the sneak attacker who was wearing a cloak and covering his head, face and body, and said in a low voice: "Who is it, report your name!" ”

"Your physical strength is very good...... only to hear the man ask in a low voice, "Is there any special technique you have cultivated?" What is your relationship with the Extreme Frost Trial Barbasin? (To be continued......)

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