Several limp stone monsters fell out of the shattered rocks.

The dwarves let out a whooping cry, they didn't like magic, but they liked its effects, and they picked up their pickaxes and hammers and cracked them, and the poor stone monsters could never return to their original form. Their bodies are made entirely of a pebble-like stone, with no skin, no muscles, no internal organs or bones (either indistinguishable), no obvious sex, no telling how they reproduce - though the dwarves say that if they come to a place rich in minerals, or with a lot of ordnance or farming tools, they will multiply rapidly until they eat up all the ore and metal there.

"These are supposed to be newborn stone monsters. Perrant said, "Older stone monsters can grow from eight to nine feet. "The dwarves have destroyed the stone monsters that are no more than three feet long, and the pebbles are mixed with chunks of adamantite gold and mythril, and the dwarves are scrambling to pick them up - the presence of the stone monsters does not bode well for any dwarves or humans who mine ore underground, but if you can catch and break them, you can dig up the pure metal that has been coagulated and refined from their bodies, which is a small consolation.

Valentine gouged out his ears and held his hammer in the other, "They are afraid of the noises you make," said the old dwarf, "are they made by magic?"

"Yes. The former undead said, "Stone monsters are not afraid of fire or cold, and they are also immune to thunder and lightning. ”

"But before that," said Valentine, "there are mages who use their voices to attack stone monsters, which don't seem to be that useful—I'm not suspicious of anything," said the administrator of Iron Bones, "I just wanted to ask, can this sound only come from magic?"

The lich lowered his eyes slightly, he didn't expect this old dwarf to be so sensitive, yes, if it was just ordinary sound waves, it might be able to injure or kill a flesh-and-blood monster, even a giant, but for stone monsters, that kind of sound waves would only make them uncomfortable, and what was really fatal was the knowledge he had gained from another plane-resonance. The sound he cast before was not only to allow Perrant to accurately find the stone monster's hiding place, but also to allow the former undead to analyze and judge the natural frequency emitted by the stone monster's body when it vibrates, and he could shatter the core of the stone monster as long as he adjusted the fluctuations he cast to be close to it.

Of course, it's easy to say, and it's very simple, but just like an apprentice can cast fireballs, and a mentor will also cast fireballs, the concepts of the two are the same, but the consequences are completely different, even the cohabitants of the lich may not be able to do as good as the lich, no matter what the step, it requires a deep understanding and mastery of magic- What puzzled the former undead was that the fellow who must have been gleefully chattering at such times had remained silent the whole time, but in a split second he had guessed what had made the stupid thief depressed - a little ridiculous, a little pathetic.

- I'll talk to you in the evening, said the former immortal, and without waiting for an answer, he went straight back to the surface of the sea of knowledge - and an old dwarf was waiting for him.

"I'm not sure. "Because in another plane, there are so-called tape recorders and video recorders and the like, and the spellcasters also have magical tools that can record images and sounds, Iron Bone City has existed for thousands of years, and no one knows how many treasures are hidden in the inner treasury of the dwarves, maybe one or two of them have the same effect, but this sound is created by magic, and he is not sure that it can have the same effect after being transformed twice.

"Try it anyway," said the old dwarf, "yes." He glanced at the mage, "I still have some of my youthful works here. ”

"Then let's try it. Said the lich.

"What does Valentine want?" asked Kerry when the old dwarf returned to his people.

"He wanted to record the sound and use it to drive out or destroy the Stoneheads, anyway," said the Lich, "and the most ore and metal here is, and his orders can't last forever, there will always be one or two young dwarves who will break the ban, the dwarves have no penchant for jewelry, but they will always bring their weapons and chainmail, not to mention the minecarts and the metal in the minecarts, if the Stonecubes don't leave, the dwarves will leave here, and he probably can't tolerate that." ”

"If we find the caveman and the Medusa......"

"Those stone monsters were summoned by them," The lich glanced at the elf, even in the underground, the son of the king of the jungle was still alive like a linden tree bathed in the midsummer sun, and the eyes that were as pure as ice cubes condensed by the waters of the Far North Sea shone with a warm and friendly light, and he was not at all surprised that the soul of the other plane would become close friends with the elf Kerryben, what a pity, if it had been more accurate at that time, he, it and some others might not have been so troublesome- The lich could guarantee that Kerry wouldn't mind using his body in half with another soul, and in any case, the lich's cohabitant was a piece of soft white bread, hot in the sun, and covered with honey, and a mouthful of hot and sweet so sweet that it was disgusting, and they would complement each other happily: "...... But it won't be easy to get the stone monsters to abandon this place and return to the Earth Elemental Realm. ”

What the former undead didn't know was that Kerry was also watching him cautiously, the Ranger had only heard of Medusa's petrified gaze that could petrify any creature that stared at her, but the damage suffered by Cremar was derived from another spell, and no one knew what irreversible consequences would ultimately be caused by the mutated special attack. But their greatest fear was that it had damaged not only Kremard's eyes, but also his mind - Kerry had never imagined that Kremar would distrust him, even attack him just to escape, and even tear off the petrified parts in his madness - the Ranger later examined and was saddened to find that there was healthy skin and tissue stuck to them, though they soon became dry and brittle, and dissipated with the wind as if they had been petrified.

Later, although the dwarves found Cremar, Kerry always felt that something was wrong with the black-haired spellcaster, and even in the face of a real dragon, Cremar was not so restless and irritable - this restlessness and irritability were hidden deep in a calm expression and gentle tone, like an undercurrent in the deep sea, you can not see or hear, but you can definitely feel it.

Kerry was about to set his sights on Perrant, but it was only almost, Perrant was not a kind elf, a truly gentle elf would not be the manager of Grey Ridge at all, he could not imagine if Perrante ...... It should be nothing, the Ranger said to himself, perhaps because the child had not been so bruised and badly wounded, and that by the time the dwarves found him, he had healed and quieted down, and that would be fine, and perhaps in a few days, when everyone was in a better mood, he could talk to Cremar.

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The dwarves did find a magic device that could record sounds, a ball of mica and adamantite gold, but after a few experiments, they found that the gadget could only drive away stone monsters at best, but Valentine was satisfied, and he was planning to find a giant rat, and he heard that the creature was also quite acute, and could also hear sounds that humans and humanoids couldn't hear (he had already figured something out from the spellcaster), and he could train it to find out if there were stone monsters somewhere, and maybe he would become the first druid among the dwarves。

The former immortal also had to admit the wisdom of the old dwarf, he not only thought that he could use this "magical" sound to expel the stone monsters, but also thought that he could use it to explore the ore veins, as well as the hidden cracks and water veins, the latter point was even more important than the first two, the dwarves had solid muscles and thick skin, and vigorous vitality, but they would also be buried or suffocated by the collapsed boulders.

"Is Medusa still in her place?" asked Valentine, playing with the orb.

"It's gone. The lich said, "She moved closer to us. ”

"Where?"

The lich didn't say a word, just looked up.

Valentine jerked up his two thick, short eyebrows, but at the same time they heard a loud shout coming from outside.

"It's a caveman barbarian!" Bunkai shouted as he jumped in and grabbed his own axe and rushed out, "They're coming!"

More than a hundred caveman barbarians were rushing from the corridor to the halls of Ironbone City, "What about the soldiers guarding the corridor?" Valentine shouted.

"It's not their fault!" cried one of the dwarves, "they got into the tunnel through the little rat hole hollowed out by the stone monsters!"

The brave dwarven guards have confronted the barbarians, who are about two to three times the height of the dwarves, with skin as cold grayish white as rocks, and dark brown curved eyebrows with eye sockets hidden by skin, but they are born without eyes, and live only on their sharp sense of hearing and smell, and their movements are not inferior to those of dwarves or elves. The dwarves raised their crossbows at them, but only a few of them hit their targets, and in an instant, they were close enough to the dwarves to need a chewing gum or a mouthwash.

On the narrow, unguarded stone bridge, the war between the dwarven guards and the barbarians was unusually fierce, and the barbarians almost all had a huge stone axe, but it is not known what the stone was, but it was known that they were not even afraid to fight the steel axes of the dwarves, and the sound of stones and metal clashing echoed in the huge, hot hollow, but you would be wrong to think that this would affect the battle of the cavemen, the dark red ears that protruded from the unkempt brown hair, covered with tumors and veins, seemed to be able to accurately dispel the noise, and their every slash would not fall into the air。

The dwarves shouted loudly, the loudest of collapses, and he was left last for the sake of returning Valentine, and there were already four dwarves lined up in front of him.

"Bad rock!" cried out Crash, jumping up with all his might. At the moment he leapt, standing in the middle of the stone bridge, the dwarf who had fought with a barbarian had cut off a gray-white leg with his steel axe, and the barbarian fell, but before that he had seized the dwarf's ankle and dragged him down in the latter's brilliant foul words and curses. The dwarf jumped suddenly, threw away his weapon, and ten stubby fingers gripped the edge of the stone bridge tightly, and he hung on the stone bridge like this, watching the dwarf brothers behind him fight frantically with another barbarian, the barbarian's claws and the dwarf's iron boots kept stepping on his fingers, so that his words fell a great level into the bottomless abyss, and he pushed the two dwarves away, untied the rope from his waist, put on the grappling hook, and waved to hook the dwarf- Halfway there, just when the dwarf could no longer grasp the weathered brittle stone, the grappling hook grabbed his short cloak, but the next moment, the heavy dwarf like a stone plus a trocave barbarian who might have weighed as much as three dwarves fell again, leaving only a fragment of a short cloak on the grappling hook.

"I should grab his chainmail!" cried out Crash in frustration, looking down and smiling with joy as the dwarf hadn't fallen into the lava, a thief had run on the drawbridge and caught him in time, and before the caveman could repeat his old trick, a dagger stabbed him in the head, and behind him, a thin silver rope hung over another dwarf who had been left behind.

The lich had been watching their battle when he saw a brief gap in a stone bridge. One of the dwarves was thrown down, but his enemy, a caveman with half of his shoulder cut off, was still on the stone bridge, and when his companion tried to push it down, he angrily fought back - the caster did not hesitate to throw a greasy spell over, and by surprise, several caveman barbarians fell off the stone bridge in succession, but unfortunately the following enemies immediately noticed the problem, and they immediately crawled down, their claws pierced into the stone bridge - but then they could not fight the dwarf's axes and hammers.

"Is there any way to make your people ...... a little Distance?" asked the lich.

Valentine immediately understood what he meant, and suddenly he shouted, "Bad chisel, bad chisel, bad chisel!"

The humans and elves didn't know why, but the dwarves reacted instantly, backing away like molten iron, holding their fingers to their ears.

The lich cast a spell he had prepared, and the shrill roar, hundreds of times louder than the previous one, sounded like a dragon trapped in a cavern frantically pounding back and forth against the cavemen's eardrums, and they fell in agony, some falling directly off the stone bridge, while others barely grasped the rock, and their ears were bleeding.

"What do you mean by a bad chisel?" the lich could barely afford to ask.

"It's what it means to plug their ears. The old dwarf said slyly, in fact, in the language of the dwarves, a bad chisel is when a stupid dwarf mistakenly chiseled a tunnel, causing all the rocks to collapse - with a loud noise...... But why should he upset the guests of Iron Bone City?

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And just as Crash continued in line, he was suddenly stabbed in the waist, "I said," he looked over, and it turned out to be the "gift," "Do you need explosives?" said the dwarf McGee uneasily.

"What?" said Honk.

McGee was also helpless, and the other dwarves would only shake their heads and "tsk!" when they saw him, but it was said that even the dwarfs didn't know anything before this collapse?

"Blow up the stone bridge. McGee said that because he had decided to leave, he had made a lot of bursting bolts under Gülen's blackmail.

Crash shook his head: "Dwarves, don't explode." He said that the dwarves considered explosives to be opportunistic and "crude", and that the dwarves could dig all the way to the bottomless abyss with hammers, chisels and pickaxes.

"They won't be able to get over if it explodes. McGee insisted that he didn't want to confront those monsters, especially since he decided to leave, he wasn't sure they wouldn't be able to help him yet, and, damn it, the dwarves were dangling their halls in the air, and the eight stone bridges were now crowded with dwarves and cavemen.

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"Where are you going?" asked one of the dwarves. He looked at the human female questioningly, remembering that there was indeed a human female among their guests, no, two human females.

"I'm going to the square. The human female said that she was wearing a dark gray cloak with a hood, the hood was pulled up, not even a single hair was exposed, and her face was hidden in the darkness created by the hood, and the dwarves could only see her lips.

"There's a war going on there. The dwarf said, "Your room is safe." ”

The corners of the mouth twitched up slightly, "I think they're going to need me." She said that her voice was so beautiful that the dwarf blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt that her words were so correct and irrefutable.

He let the human female out. (To be continued.) )