Leona's changes here are simply faster than human thinking, and all the warlocks who saw this scene couldn't help but doubt their eyes a little, after all, even in the abyss, it would take years or hundreds of years for an ugly soul maggot to transform into a demon, or a devil, and this soul must be wise and tenacious enough, and even more, not transformed into an inferior demon, a small devil, but directly transformed into a demon in the shape of insects, beasts and humans, which means the least, this soul must belong to a powerful mage or warlock, and the magical energy and gathering speed in their bodies is much more than that of ordinary humans, butPerhaps "Missing Feet" could be counted as one, but Baldwin, the Warlocks knew what he was, even if he had been a king, but they had no respect for him when they spoke of him - it didn't matter if it was just cowardice, vanity, or greed, and to their disgust, he had always thought of himself as a brave and benevolent good man.

What they didn't expect was that perhaps it was because of Baldwin's transformation into a demon in the abyssal aura that leaked from the ground, and the instinct that accompanied his evil body forced him to come to his senses completely, and he finally had to look directly at his past, accept his own depravity and sin, and when he was a demon, he finally issued the confession that he failed to issue as a human, which made him finally take control of his destiny in the last moment.

However, not many people have witnessed this, many more are horrified by the strangeness of the Black Iron Golem, some warlocks have realized that they are transforming into the products of the abyss, and some warlocks have mistakenly chosen to approach the golem because they do not know much about it, and then they will be completely devoured by it. Of course, the emissaries of the Kingdom of God who fell because of these golems are the ones who have suffered the most losses, and the Birdwin, who has been completely annihilated, did not see it, although he finally devoured a kind of his own, but still did not save Leona's "death" in the main material plane, although after returning to the Kingdom of God in Tyre in a torrent of light, these knights will gradually recondense their bodies in the holy light and regain their sanity, but that is also a long time later.

More demons roared in the Golem's shell, tearing through the lines of clerics, paladins and good mages, and with the cooperation of the Warlocks, they gradually formed a state to defend the followers of these hypocritical gods— Just when a priest couldn't help but want to release a magic spell that had died together, he suddenly heard a very peculiar loud noise, which sounded like the sound of a solid ball of metal colliding with a stone, first a sound, and then another sound, if these sounds still had a little rhythm and rhythm before, then later, maybe it was just a matter of a few breaths, they went from bang, bang, dangdang, to gongon...... If you don't listen closely, you can mistake it for just a continuous long syllable sound......

And just then, his companions cheered, and after repelling a warlock who had entered through the gap, he looked up and was surprised to see countless dwarves pouring out of the walls on either side of the canyon.

"Probably the entire dwarves of the Dragonspine Mountains are here. He couldn't help but mutter.

"Only a third. Pastor Ilmot, beside him, said that the sound of the voice was a novelty for the five-foot-eight-inch tall priest, and when he looked up, he realized that it was an ugly chicken, and at the same time, he realized that perhaps the priest had invited the dwarves, and she looked around calmly, with a solemn expression, and the great noise caused by the dwarves did not seem to have much effect on her.

As mantis cicadas, the dwarves of the yellow finch behind the yellow finch were obviously completely prepared, almost all of them were dressed in armor, and the helmeted head only had a small slit for watching the outside world exposed, and the visor of the pig's mouth and the wolf's mouth was dotted with a few small holes for breathing, and the crashing sound that the priest had heard before came from when they had struck the loose stones on the mountain wall with all their might, and their priest, not only was he also dressed in the chain mail of Mithril, and the heavy helmet of pure gold, and he also untied his belt full of mead, ale, and even a jug of winter wine, and drank it to his heart's content, given that the priests of the dwarves always believed in mead, Ale and whatever the wine is the road to their god Moradin, they must have opened the tunnel to the kingdom of God now, their voice can almost be said to have hit Moradin's knees, accompanied by an ominous roar of warlocks and newborn demons, thunder and lightning fell from the bright sky, they were like huge shining spears standing in the canyon, piercing through those black iron golems that could not be destroyed by sword magic- At least the size of a carriage, the largest was like the stones of a hut, and they were followed by the dwarves' axes, hammers, and flails, and perhaps all sorts of strange weapons of their own making, such as a frying pan seen by Collapse.

The Warlocks' hands made dazzling gestures in the air, they now regretted driving the Black Iron Golem too far away to shrink their defenses too quickly, the Dwarves' familiarity and love of metal, and their innate insensitivity to magic made them few mages and warlocks, but on the other hand, magic was as difficult for them as it was for the Golems, and they rushed into the arms of the Warlocks with the stones, knocking out the bellws of these bad seeds along with the magic that had not yet been brewed。

The leader of the warlocks let out a roar, he raised his hand and pointed at the dwarves menacingly, some of the black iron golems turned to the dwarves at his summoning, although the priests and paladins wanted to come to support, but for a while they could not get rid of the entanglement of the other golems, but in the midst of such chaos, a dwarf who was still in shackles suddenly jumped up, he shouted, not in dwarven language or lingua franca, no one could understand, and the leader of the warlocks did not understand, but this did not prevent him from throwing a spell in his hand, so that the dwarf had to shut his mouth。

Crash fell to the ground, his face was bloody, his tongue was pulled out by an invisible hand, and his back and ribs were injured, but he still grinned, especially after seeing the dwarves who had been impacted began to gather around their priests, and the priests of the dwarves began to pray again— The warlocks didn't understand what the dwarves were doing, they tried to attack the priests, but they were blocked or interrupted by the dwarves, and after a few moments, the ground shook, a giant hand reached out of the ground, and then a summoned earth elemental creature crawled out of the ground, and they stood as tall as golems, looking terrifying.

The warlocks' hearts were relieved by this, and they even wanted to laugh a little, did these dwarves think that they could stand up to their triumph as long as they were so large? Their golems were terrifying not only because of their size, but also because they were controlled by a cunning and vicious soul, and their movements and reactions were definitely not comparable to those of the iron lumps that guarded the mansions and mausoleums.

Indeed, although the elemental creatures possess a certain amount of intelligence, unless there are also beings among the dwarves who have such an innate affinity as the souls of the other world, their summons always look dull, a bit like the collapse of the past, they quickly failed under the tacit cooperation of the Black Iron Golem, lost the light in their eyes, and collapsed into a sad pile of dirt, but before the warlocks showed a sarcastic smile, the Black Iron Golem's actions became mocking and slowed and wrong, and the demons huddled in the golem let out a complaining roar, but neither the warlock nor the demon, their movements and spells were of no availRusted holes suddenly appeared in the joints of the Black Iron Golem, as well as in some of the inevitable weak points (such as elbows, knees, and neck), and they continued to expand to an unsettling point, and in an instant, they joined together, and the Golem's arms, legs, feet, and head inevitably fell off.

The warlocks shouted in disbelief. Indeed, they have always been very cautious about these gnomes and dwarves who have been reduced to slaves and playthings, and they only allow the dwarves and gnomes assigned to them to be one of the parts, but not all of them; all parts need to be identified and examined by the sharp eyes of magicians and warlocks; some important parts are only made for cowardly and timid gnomes, because they dare not risk their lives to do whatever they want; all materials, although taken from the dwarves' warehouses and pits, are also taken out under their supervision; in the joints and weak places, they even mix Mithril and Adamantite gold into black iron- But it's all Mithril, Adamantite...... There was a metal that was very similar to Mithril, but with a fatal flaw, and they mistook it for the former, of course, the dwarves wouldn't remind them, and the gnomes probably would, after all, their selfish nature made them think that they could regain their freedom by telling the informants, but after countless brutal abuses and killings by the Warlocks, this possibility became nil.

This metal has the same appearance as Mithril, the density is almost the same, and even the degree of hardness is very similar to the compatibility of magic, but the problem is that they are natural enemies of another mineral, as long as they touch this mineral, they will become an extremely corrosive liquid catalyzed by the elements, this liquid will destroy black iron and steel, Mithril and Adamantite will not be damaged immediately, but will also be penetrated, and their properties will change as a result- The minerals that catalyze it are very common to be funny, and they are found in the dirt in general, so the dwarves hid the metal in Mithril to prevent theft - when the thieves stole the metal along with it, exposed it, or molten it together, what they thought was a big joke.

And now, it is the warlocks who have tasted this suffering, after the collapse of the golem, the demons transformed into ugly souls are exposed to the air, and after being freed from the shackles and protection of the golems, they no longer have an advantage, but in the same way, the warlocks are no longer able to control them, and after being struck by the priests and paladins in concert, they pour out their anger on their former masters, and dare to shout at them when they flee, and the warlocks who command are all caught and devoured by these newborn demons- If it weren't for the intimidation of the mightiest of the Warlocks, perhaps they would have held a great banquet here.

The problem was that the warlocks had been killed and wounded after the double blows of the enemy and the tools they had once had, and they fled quickly, and the dwarves and allies did not follow suit or hold them in the canyon, where there were thousands of weak and detrimental dwarves, gnomes, with ropes on their bodies, and some of the ones who were considered incorrigible by the warlocks as if they had collapsed still had shackles on their feet.

Collapse lay on the ground, his mouth was put into the tip of the leather bag, a dwarf sat beside him, like a doctor from another plane pressing the air bag, pressing the wine sac, pumping the sweet wine into his throat, although there was no tongue, but Crash still let out a comfortable sigh because of the heat surging in his stomach, a dwarf priest knelt beside him, prayed, threw a healing spell on his body, the blood from the wound was immediately stopped, the base of his tongue, ribs, and the place of the spine itched in waves, and Crash knew that this was due to the reconnection and growth of the broken bone and tongue under the powerful healing magicIt would be some time before he could heal, but he still insisted on gesturing for the dwarves to move him to a black iron golem.

The Black Iron Golem had been opened, and the dwarves saw a dwarf that was only a third or less, suspended and anchored in the golem by countless pipes and ropes, covered with tentacles and faces, but the gnomes could tell at a glance that he was the deviant among them— Gnome McGee, a dwarf priest endured the pain and stepped forward to cast a magic spell, McGee's eyes opened, and the eyes were covered with gray-white pannus, but he seemed to be able to hear it, he gasped, smiled, and died.

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When McGee was able to see again, he found himself on a barren gray plain, covered with dust and wind, and could only see shadows running around.

He stopped in front of a skeleton the size of three of him, and he didn't find any remnants of the demon, but he thought it would be a good thing to hide in—until he saw a familiar figure pass in front of him, "Meimi!" he cried, and finally found himself dead.

He looked up and heard two shouts, one loud and one faint. For some reason, he clearly knew that the former belonged to the dwarven god Moradin, and the latter belonged to their god Gar Shine. This surprised him, he did not feel at all worthy of Moradin's favor, and as for Garshan, he thought that his disrespect would make the god disgusted him.

He had wanted to be a dwarf so much, McGee thought, and then he shrugged his shoulders like a dwarf and walked towards where Gal Flash's voice came from.