"It didn't help explaining to me, and I didn't know what the plan was. But you know more high-end intelligence, and you have access to a lot of high-level people. If you don't notice the clues now, you may come back to them later, or remind your elders that you are indeed safe when you die. ”

This logic is enough to ignore human life, but it also leaves the weak in a position to be slaughtered with nothing but to complain. The atmosphere fell silent. Hicks was nervous, and involuntarily recalled the bits and pieces of contact and cooperation with Ral, trying to find out what was the 'unintentional word' that made the other party suspicious.

It wasn't until footsteps were heard from the holes on both sides of the rift, apparently two underground aliens following the sound back and forth, that Lawrence confirmed and asked, "Nothing to know?"

The corners of Hicks' eyebrows and mouth twitched together, stopping the memory, and throwing out a third self-help plan. "I've never been in contact with a betrayer, and all I've heard is biased. Now I just want to know, how do you explain your actions, and why you have turned your backs on your respective 'Ancestors of the Beasts'?"

"To put it simply, it's just looking for another path, and some being doesn't allow the 'thing' to leave without permission. ”

This is a semi-public thing, and the dwarves and high-level know it, and it is not a leak. And when the words fell, the figures of underground aliens appeared on both sides of the head and tail of the rift. With a flick of his wrist, Lawrence pulled the spear into his hand with the gravitational traction of air magic. With a simple sweep, he blocked the blow that stabbed him, and the tip of the gun was thrust against the rock wall, and then the slight elasticity of the barrel pushed himself out of the crack, and then floated in the air with weightless magic.

The float obviously didn't move flexibly on his legs, but under the influence of this rocky environment and the loss of his legs, he barely survived.

The two underground alien races were shocked, not only because of the extra 'rare beast', but also because of the extra one, and their strength was obviously not low.

But without further temptation, how could they be willing to retreat? After a few quick conversations, they all climbed into the cracks, and one of them fought with Lawrence, who was floating in the air outside, with their spears, and fell into the disadvantage in three or two blows. However, Lawrence's levitation magic is not forced, and only uses the technique of reverse gravity to bounce off and then return.

At first glance, the battle situation seems to have come and gone, but everyone present understands that the difference between strength and weakness is not small, and after a few moves, the underground alien race will have to see blood, and the light will be injured, and the heavy will be lost.

Another underground alien pulled out a short blade, and rushed to Hicks's side, only two or three times of fighting, Hicks was in a sense two fists invincible four hands, and was simply controlled. Then this one didn't talk nonsense, and directly stabbed Hicks into the thigh, and then roared at the battle situation on the other side.

As long as you are not stupid, you can roughly understand the meaning of the threat of 'kill if you move again'. But the problem is that although the two dwarves are of the same race, they are not allies, and the small plans of the underground alien race have completely failed.

Lawrence pouted and continued to play, and as he became more accustomed to this type of movement, the advantage grew. The dual-line refined samurai at the peak of the Sixth Ring, the rural villager in the early stage of the Fifth Ring, should not have worked so hard, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and lost his legs, so he was delayed slightly.

The underground alien anxious companion who controlled Hills felt that his meaning was not clear enough, and plunged another knife into Hills's other thigh, not only roaring at Lawrence, but also spewing wildly at Hills, who was close at hand.

Hills was so smoked that he almost vomited, but he was able to analyze the situation in front of him relatively calmly. Complying with the will of the alien race and threatening Lawrence to stop is obviously a weak-minded move, convincing Lawrence to abandon his plan to kill him and work together to deal with the two underground alien races to have a chance of survival.

In addition, Lawrence obviously did not understand his more subtle intention of surrender before, so in the current crisis situation, he can no longer care about things like 'decency', and must use a more straightforward statement:

"Lawrence, for the sake of saving lives, what's your recruitment process?"

This time, Lawrence was completely confused, blinking his eyes twice to understand the meaning behind this sentence, but he was also in a hard fight with a spear, and was bounced off the opposite rock wall due to the slight loss of control of the qi magic. And because of this show of weakness, Hicks was also spared a third knife in the thigh.

"You...... Are you serious?"

"Who's kidding in this situation?"

Lawrence pondered for a moment, but it was a dance and a fight. "I'm sorry, since I joined us because I was afraid of death, betraying my family. Obviously, then, it is easier to choose to betray us in the face of other threats. We don't need such wallgrass companions. ”

Hills secretly said sure enough, he had no choice but to surrender his identity. "Not a companion, but an informant. Revealing to you the movements of the upper echelons of the Dwarven Council, in turn, you can block the news from me, and even if I am discovered, I will not be able to provide anything, and there will be no harm in it. ”

"Knowing the identity of me and my master, how can I talk about harmlessness. ”

Hearing this, Hills was moved. The other party's willingness to talk about it opens a breakthrough, and the reason for this refusal is even more cowardice. Without waiting for the underground alien to stab the knife again, he spoke:

"Gains naturally come with risks. You've just claimed to be a betrayer to explore a new path, and you've killed many of you, as have the dwarven clans. If you are really firm in your own rightness, and are willing to shed blood and sacrifice for it, instead of being greedy for life and fear of death and hiding behind only to seek the ultimate fruits of victory, why don't you dare to take some risks and cooperate with me, so as to take a step closer to the goal. ”

Lawrence only hesitated, but shook his head. "Our goal is to gather like-minded people to work together to 'leave', and a traitor to the mid-level officials of the Dwarven Council is of little use. ”

In fact, the moment the other party shook his head, Shears knew that he would not get his wish, and when he couldn't think of more 'selling points', talking about it was just a waste of time. Immediately accumulated, and observed the lizard face of the underground alien race that suppressed him.

Because of the contact with the underground alien girl Cheers, he can more or less read the facial expressions of some underground aliens, and with the change in the focus of his eyes, he can easily wait for a moment when he diverts his attention.

Immediately gritted his teeth, mobilized the remaining strength of his body, violently pushed it, and rolled out of this cliff crack directly with the unbalanced rolling force. At such a height, even if there is a ring of weightlessness magic relief, falling down is at least a serious injury, and it is possible to die. But no matter what, it's better than staying here and 100% going to die.

Seeing this, Lawrence was taken aback, but he quickly took it lightly. It's okay for the target to fall, and after the current enemy is solved and the previous agreement with the 'life-saving benefactor' is fulfilled, it is not too late to go down and collect the body of the 'life-saving benefactor'. And even if you are lucky enough not to die, you should only have half a breath left, whether it is tracking or mending the knife, it will not be troublesome.

But it is said that the Hills who rolled off the cliff and the underground alien Gegro. Despite the sudden incident, Gegro sought to save himself as soon as possible, such as 'slashing' with his arm on the rock wall, trying to find a point of strength, and at the same time pulling the short blade out of Hills' thigh, and stabbing at the rock wall at a slight angle.

Unfortunately, this time it was not lucky enough, not only was the landing point not a rock crevice, but also a hard position. With a 'ding' crisp sound, the two people were three minutes further away from the rock wall.

Of course, Hills didn't want to fall to his death, and endured a severe headache to communicate with the qi magic medium, and the complete weightlessness magic was obviously inadequate. And referring to the survival desire of the underground aliens, it is more useful to add a lateral traction force instead of weakening gravity.

In this way, the entangled dwarves and underground aliens approached the rock wall again. Knowing that this was the last chance to mitigate the fall damage, Gegro focused on his field of vision and swept up the rock wall, selecting the target, and thrust it in with both hands.

This time it wasn't too bad, the short blade plunged into an inherent rock crevice and immediately jammed. But the fall distance of the two is not short, and the speed of accumulation is not small, and the short blade is not as good as iron, how can it withstand it. Even if the ridge of the sword is inserted vertically into the crevice, it quickly becomes unstable and skewed, twists and bends completely, and finally comes out of the crevice.

But this time the borrowing was enough, and the speed of the two of them was greatly reduced, and it happened that the bottom of the rock wall here was still a steep slope of about 60 degrees, so they still fell on it with a plop in an entangled state, and then rolled until the opposite rock wall did not stop.

Lucky for Hills, or unfortunate for Gegro, at the moment of landing, in the game of one of the two choices of the meat pad, Gegro was unfortunately hit and took most of the impact with his back. Not only are the bones broken more, but they are completely sick.

But Shears didn't feel good either, not only did his right calf bend outward at a weird angle. The twisted dagger was still in Gegro's hand, and in the process of rolling, it caused a lot of cuts to the two of them, and due to the direction, it was naturally Silsi who was bleeding more this time.

The two of them lay on the ground like this for about ten seconds, and after all, it was Hills, who was more conscious, who was the first to come back to his senses, and staggered to his feet like drunk, only to feel that the world was spinning under the concussion, and at the same time found that his leg was broken. However, under the stimulation of pain everywhere in the body, with the physical fitness of the four-ring water system magic warrior, this dizziness quickly subsided.

At first, he subconsciously limped and ran, but only 'jumped' half a step, and then turned back, snatched the twist-like short blade from the hands of the still unconscious underground alien, raised and fell, and slashed at Gegro's neck. There is no one less than one.

Then, just as he had been when he had stabbed the underground alien Quilds not long ago, the blade stopped at a distance of half a sheet of paper from the scales. Will killing this thing now really help you escape? Can you escape from Lawrence alone in this environment, with a serious injury?

With the clanging of weapons above in the background, Hicks had the answer, just a moment of thought. For the sake of today's plan, it seems that the only way to survive is to save this underground alien race, and then become a captive or pet of the underground alien race here, and to some extent be protected. But this feeling of intense contradiction between reason and emotion is really uncomfortable.

"ML meow GB's, what kind of sin did the old lady really TM??"

Complaining like this, Hicks obediently followed the plan given by reason, put aside himself, examined the injuries of this underground alien race, and tried his best to communicate with the water magic medium to treat it.

There is a difference between the two sides, and this treatment can be described as half the effort. Fortunately, this is just a kind of 'introduction', and the underground alien Gegro quickly regained his sanity with the help of external forces. First participated in the process of healing himself, then he opened his eyes, and then saw Hicks, who rolled violently to open the distance, and fell to the ground, screaming and guarding.

The dwarves and the underground aliens, who had just cooperated to save themselves from falling to their deaths, were once again at an impasse.

Hicks thought for a moment, slowly raised his hands to show that he was not hostile, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, and then pointed to the top of the 'clanging', and then to the distance at the end of the canyon. And communicate with the water magic medium again, and continue to treat the other party from this short distance.

Of course, Gegro couldn't understand the gestures of the creature in front of him, let alone his insistence on treating the 'enemy' despite his own injuries, but his physical recovery was a real deal.

The two of them lay on the ground like this for about ten seconds, and after all, it was Hills, who was more conscious, who was the first to come back to his senses, and staggered to his feet like drunk, only to feel that the world was spinning under the concussion, and at the same time found that his leg was broken. However, under the stimulation of pain everywhere in the body, with the physical fitness of the four-ring water system magic warrior, this dizziness quickly subsided.

At first, he subconsciously limped and ran, but only 'jumped' half a step, and then turned back, snatched the twist-like short blade from the hands of the still unconscious underground alien, raised and fell, and slashed at Gegro's neck. There is no one less than one.

Then, just as he had been when he had stabbed the underground alien Quilds not long ago, the blade stopped at a distance of half a sheet of paper from the scales. Will killing this thing now really help you escape? Can you escape from Lawrence alone in this environment, with a serious injury?

With the clanging of weapons above in the background, Hicks had the answer, just a moment of thought. For the sake of today's plan, it seems that the only way to survive is to save this underground alien race, and then become a captive or pet of the underground alien race here, and to some extent be protected. But this feeling of intense contradiction between reason and emotion is really uncomfortable.

"ML meow GB's, what kind of sin did the old lady really TM??"

Complaining like this, Hicks obediently followed the plan given by reason, put aside himself, examined the injuries of this underground alien race, and tried his best to communicate with the water magic medium to treat it.

There is a difference between the two sides, and this treatment can be described as half the effort. Fortunately, this is just a kind of 'introduction', and the underground alien Gegro quickly regained his sanity with the help of external forces. First participated in the process of healing himself, then he opened his eyes, and then saw Hicks, who rolled violently to open the distance, and fell to the ground, screaming and guarding.

The dwarves and the underground aliens, who had just cooperated to save themselves from falling to their deaths, were once again at an impasse.

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