"Caveman Barbarians!"

"Be careful!"

- Close your eyes!

Several voices sounded at the same time, but it was too late, the soul of the other world only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the pain like a pinprick was distributed on his eyeballs, he subconsciously raised his hand and pressed his eyes, but what he touched was a layer of cold stone, the unfamiliar touch made him stagnate, so that Kerry Ben beside him pulled away his hands, and his terrible face was exposed to everyone- From his forehead to his cheeks, they turned gray-black rocks, and the rocks rubbed against flesh and bones, causing fear and pain that made the caster tremble impatiently.

He heard Perrant saying, "Don't touch his face!" and could feel Kerry immediately put himself down and lay himself half-on his knees, while Valentine shouted, "Collapse, go and call the priest!"

"I have ...... Scroll ......" the otherworldly soul struggled to say.

"Your eyes are petrified," Kerry Ben said, holding his hands and whispering in his ear, "Spells have little effect on Medusa's petrified gaze, rest assured, the dwarves have priests who pray to their gods for a divine spell...... Don't move, the petrified parts will damage more places inside......"

The soul of the other world heard the heavy footsteps and was hurrying away, and the pain was intensifying, not because of the new damage caused by the petrified part and the non-petrified part, as Kerry Ben said, but because the pure positive energy in his body was causing his body to heal quickly, whether it was the lack of organs or limbs- When it left the fortress and went to the White Tower, the body had been severely wounded in the underground tunnel, but because the wound was deep in the blood vessels at that time, the positive energy surging in the blood could not be replenished into the body in time, and the priest of Rosada Adel quickly cast the divine spell of prayer, so it did not arouse the suspicion of others, but now, it was only the eyeballs, the skin and the bones on the surface that were petrified, and the new tissue that replaced them was like a vine pressed under the stone slab to push up vigorously, trying to push the petrified part out, but it could not let others see thisThe only people who have the ability to heal quickly are probably the Devil Lord or the Demon Lord except for the gods, such as Grazt, who doesn't want them to think that the blood of this body smells of sulfur, but it and its cohabitants don't want them to guess his true identity - that's worse.

Kerry only felt as if his chest had been violently beaten by a dwarven hammer, his hand subconsciously let go, and then it was empty, Cremar jumped up from his shackles, and what worried him the most happened, the caster put his finger on his eye, and grabbed the petrified part before everyone could react, blood soaked his sleeve, and the dwarf Valentine rushed over, trying to catch him, but by this time the black-haired spellcaster had already crushed a rune seal, and the magic contained in the rune burst like thunder, and the scorching white light plunged everyone into darkness at once, and when their eyesight finally regained a littleand found out that Cremar had left.

"Has anyone seen him?" Valentine shouted, more worried about his people, a visually impaired spellcaster who didn't seem to be so sane was too dangerous for the dwarves, especially since he had been invited in as a friend, and the dwarves who encountered him might be on guard at all.

Gülen saw, or more correctly, not seen, in the vigilance of a thief, and he retreated into a shadow when Cremar was in a mania, so he suffered the least harm, he could feel a bloody wind blowing from his left side, and he saw that Memi, no, the beloved daughter who wielded Meme's body seemed to want to say something, and he stood up at once, and put his finger on the dagger— He had almost guessed that the god was not as powerful and terrifying as the elves thought it would be, and that in the war of souls, she could not even compete with Memi, even after he tried to assassinate her—not so much that she had forgiven Glenn as that she was afraid of them, and he did not think that this goddess would be able to find a second body, at least, the body of a companion like Kerribben and Cremar— They are special, the thieves can feel it, and without them, the weak goddess is afraid that it will not escape her demise, so she can only endure it now, and endure it again.

The Daughter of Love paused, sensing the strangeness of the spellcaster, but she wasn't ready to upset the already precarious balance in the team for the time being.

"Does Medusa's petrified gaze affect the mind of the sorcerer?" asked Kerryburn.

"Probably not," Perrant said, "but I haven't met anyone who has suffered from a petrified gaze from the peeping eye before, and the special attacks of monsters are always extremely amazing, and no one knows what they will become when they are twisted by spells......"

"I've told my dwarves to look for it. By the way, warn them not to approach the half-elf, Valentine said, sadly on the verge of losing his beard.

And by this time, the black-haired spellcaster had climbed to the top of the dwarven hall under the guidance of the former undead— As he described before, the dwarven hall and square are like hanging from a huge stalactite, of course this is not the case, this huge cave is not a natural cave, but the dwarves dug out, this building is the result of their careful mapping and carving, at the top of the hall, there are uneven stone walls, but as long as you get close, you can see that these uneven statues are huge statues, about a war between dwarven gods and other gods, each statue is the size of hundreds of dwarves, and the souls of the other world endure the pain and itching when new tissue grows, quickly digging a small hole with his bare hands in the shadow of a god's sideburns, his cheeks were almost reborn, and the eyes were still a little bit, the taste of which was indescribable, almost making it gouge out the eyes again.

Blood, rotten tissues and tears flowed down with the souls of the other world once again felt the abominable sense of oppression and helpless loneliness, this body had friends, clansmen, and subordinates, but at the critical moment, it could not be trusted, no one could rely on.

After a noisy search for nearly an hour (an hour), the dwarves found the black-haired spellcaster in a closed corridor: "He looks terrible. "It's dirty, it's smelly, it's sad." ”

I don't know what to say when Kremar wakes up, a dwarf thinks he's dirty, smelly, and sad.

Cremar woke up briefly as Perrant moved him to Kerryben's back, thanking the druid, and the druid's heart relaxed a little, no matter what spell had been hit before, at least now it seemed that the effect had faded or been eliminated - the eyes that were as black as the night were still closed, but after being wiped clean, people were happy to find that his skin and bones had been restored to their original state, and Kerry refused the dwarven priest to cast the magic immediately- After all, if the dwarves were to participate in the war according to Valentine's plan, they needed assistance, not replacement, and those injured dwarves would need magic to heal them - when he put his finger on the top of his eyelids, he could clearly feel the round eyeballs underneath, and the eyeballs were still twitching slightly.

"He's probably already treated himself. Kerryburn said that he knew that Cremar had a potion that was more miraculous than the eaux-de-vie, and perhaps it was a secret, and he said to himself that he did not want to deprive Cremar of his right to keep it.

"He was like he was going crazy just now," he said with a grin, "eating the bad mushrooms." Then he took advantage of Kerry's inattention, and learned him to put his finger on Cremar's eyelids, and laughed even harder when he felt the eyelids flutter, but before Valentine could shout, he let out a loud cry, jumped up three feet high, and quickly hid behind Valentine.

Cremar opened his eyes, and to his relief, they were still as beautiful as obsidian or coal spirits, leaving no regret blemishes, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you remember what happened before?" asked Perrante.

"I seem to ...... Confusion for a while. Said the soul of the other world.

"I think he needs to rest for a while," Valentine said, and maybe there was healing, the old dwarves who had been living on this plane for thousands of years had encountered dwarves who had been knocked out of their brains by stones, and since then they have had bad problems, because there is no bloodshed, they haven't even gone to the priest to ask for healing potions, but the contents of their heads have been broken, and many of them have been healed after the priest forcibly cast a god.

Valentine's proposal was supported by Kerriben and Perrante, who offered a bottle of eaux-de-vie and snow honey in exchange, and the dwarven priest, an elderly man who had woven his beard into a black and white garden, cast his magic, "Alright," he watched as the dots of light sank into the half-elf mage's body, "no problem, hello." He habitually hammered the chest of the hammer caster, just as he had done after treating every dwarf. The soul of the other world only felt suffocated, and to be honest, if this body did not have the blood of a dragon, the dwarven priest might have wasted a divine skill.

The black-haired spellcaster rested all night, and by the time the lich came to take over, the body was fine, and in the room prepared by the dwarves for the guests, Valentine discussed with them the next plan, well, with ale and nuts, the nuts ate the most after Valentine, and the room was filled with the crisp sound of his teeth and hard hazelnut and walnut shells colliding with each other.

"At least we know who our enemy is. ”

"A bunch of cavemen, a Medusa. Valentine said that the old dwarves immediately stopped all the dwarves' work, and gathered the dwarves into the hall, and covered the top of the hall, the walls, and the ground with black iron plates, so that at least their lives would not be damaged, and the problem was that the dwarves who were used to busy and working kept trying to slip away and return to their carts, anvils and furnaces, and finally Valentine had to take out all the stocks of ale and let them drink to their heart's content, and the result was that the hall was filled with alcohol, and the hall was full of dwarves, but this method did not last long, and three days was the limit。

"We first need to know where they are. Berdwin said.

"Maybe it's not that hard. "The lich said that he had found the fire elemental attendant, the little spider, and that the stone monster would not leave a mark when it walked through the rocks, but the fire elemental creature would, and it would only have to follow the trail it left behind to find the place where Medusa was.

"Will they leave?" asked Valentine.

"Maybe. "After all, Medusa's intelligence is not inferior to that of any human or even an elf," if they hadn't given up the Adamantite Orb. ”

"What about when we find it?" asked Valentine, "one dwarf can break three cavemen, but we can't deal with the stone monsters. "The Golves have never had any trouble with the Dwarves before, and they rarely appear, so the Dwarves have little experience dealing with them, and the magic-hating Dwarves are not good at finding and sniping the Golves that lurk in the rocks.

"Then let them not hide in the rocks. "The former undead said that his mentor had mentioned how to deal with stone monsters.

"How?"

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Mages will choose "geokinesis", but this spell only makes the stone monster stiff, and if it's still in the rock, then you can't dig it out and kill it, but this spell gives the former undead a little inspiration.

The team entered a mineral-rich corridor, which was eerily quiet, the lich cast a spell that allowed the dwarves and other companions protected by the druids and priests to hear only a slight hum, while the druid, who had the sharpest hearing, heard another long, penetrating sound wave that made him feel very uncomfortable, but he persevered, turning his head and forcing himself to listen to the feedback from all sides,—— He heard it, and there were different echoes in several places, and the composition of the stone monster was still different from the rock after all.

He raised his wings and cooed a few times, and Kerry made a few gestures, and the dwarves suddenly pounced on the rock, and the adamantite inlaid drill hit the designated position, and they heard the sound of something writhing under the drill, and then the spell cast by the mage amplified the previous sound even more, and widened, and cracks appeared in the rock, and it collapsed. (To be continued.) )