"What is Mina talking about, it can't be the scimitar, right?"

"Could it be the white dragon who is the original owner of the scimitar, since we have encountered so many undead creatures, it is not a big deal for her to encounter the awakened ice death. The dwarf replied.

"The qualifications of the white dragon should not be enough to become a dragon lich, and there should be no one who worships the dragon sect here......"

Slorin nodded, "Yes, we've heard about it when we were in Neverwinter, and they seem to have gathered somewhere quite southeast from Neverwinter, and they can't get to the north. ”

"With Yimina's combat power, Bing Death should not be able to defeat her alive, as long as she doesn't fly. If you die, you will generally be weaker, but it is difficult to say if you add other enemies. ”

To be on the safe side, to end the fighting here, go to the Melting Ice Lands to find out.

Slorin had been trained to listen to the wind and could ignore many of the magic that hindered his vision, and since there were tens of thousands of people in the city that produced the Shadow King Assassins, Thomas had heard that they could ignore the darkness, even if it was caused by magic.

Although the Shadow King Assassin had a deeper understanding of the power of the shadows than the Shadow Dancer who only came into contact with the fur, the emblem that Drow carried with him betrayed him - Thomas believed that anyone who believed in the Prince of Lies was either mad or brain-dead or funny, and Schalke was clearly not the first two.

In fact, the Drow assassin is quite handsome by human standards, regardless of his appearance or figure, but he has no temperament and emotional intelligence, and he can feel a kind of sadness with a mouth.

He had made this opinion to Kurgal, and the mage looked at him with a very strange look, and then said that there were more cruel minds among the human beings than Schalke.

Thomas felt that it must be the fiancé who was about to marry after the transformation of the women's clothing boss, and he was full of sympathy for that person.

The dwarf always wants to disguise himself as a genius child scientist, so he secretly casts spells in the dark with special technical techniques, and Barnard is the kind of big liar who secretly casts spells in places that others can't see and can still look innocent. However, no matter how much he disguised his posture and voice when casting the spell, he would also be seen by the arcane vision, so he was forced to cast a spell to save the scene.

After thinking about it, the only people who could see that he was casting spells were himself, Baihua, Drow, and the female mage, and Thomas planned to persuade the latter two not to reveal them, so that the dwarf could rest assured that he would cast a spell without destroying the disguise.

Baihua can't do any spells, she can only kill.

I don't have a 3-ring spell, and I can't cast a 3-ring spell, and after thinking about it, there is the greatest chance that only one person will solve the game.

That is the bard Ewell, who holds the lute and plays it for hours. Although he was also wounded by stray bullets and arrows in the fierce battles for several days, the dust and blood on his clothes and face did not hide the poet's spirit, but rather that Ewell looked more and more temperamental.

"I'm afraid that it won't go down with two tunes and let him upgrade?" Thomas also thought about whether it would be better to have Cortana in whether he would take the poet's route and publish a book, sing and act in a movie...... The girl who ignores her love will take the initiative to lean over as long as she hooks her finger - isn't the poet's little life better than that of a ranger in the wilderness?

It's a pity that the poet who first shows up is not suitable for his own temperament;secondly, although Thomas's intelligence and perception are very good, the charismatic attributes required by the poet are quite low;finally,Although the poet is already quite strong,Compared to many professions that can cast the 9th ring,It is much stronger than the average ranger。

But......

Putting away his careful thoughts, Thomas walked up to the poet, still a little reluctant and hesitant about how to talk.

Ewell smiled warmly, and said softly while playing the piano, "What, what's the matter with me?"

For days, the dwarven warriors on the front line had become accustomed to sleeping to the accompaniment of background music.

Looking at his smile, Thomas's instinct felt a hint of gloom, and he wanted to turn around and walk away or stab this guy to death, as Slorin said.

However, the word limit of text messages and Mina's cold personality both made text messages not a good way to communicate remotely, making him feel uneasy and worried about Mina's situation.

Although Kaisso's army outside was dense, he did not feel afraid, and the dwarf had a spell in his hand to escape into the shadow world, and he could evacuate at any time.

It's just that the dwarves can't bring it, and the sea mouth that was previously boasted to Minai can't be realized.

"Because the church can't afford to lose her. "And a good man should care for any paladin, even if it's flat-chested and arrogant." ”

Thomas said to the poet, "I need your help to convince the hammerstone." ”

"Previous attempts at persuasion have all failed, but you have confidence in me......?"

"I've learned some more techniques for turning music into magic, and with that, maybe I can have a good talk with him?"

He smiled slightly, as warm as the early spring or morning sun, but Thomas felt a chill down his spine.

Is this a drink to quench your thirst or a tiger relic?

In exchange for asking him to go out, Thomas pulled out his phone and let him listen for half an hour.

When the enemy strikes in the middle, the poet can listen to the song and play his own tune without running away, which makes Thomas quite admired.

Counting that the time was almost up, he put the phone in his arms with the poet's nostalgic eyes. Maybe when he is used in the future, he can't shake out all the goods together.

It was still cold and windy outside the tunnel, but in Kaisso's camp due to the collapse of the Crystal Tower and Kaisso's hiding in the headquarters, the morale of the goblins and barbarians was low, and there were already deserters. After all, the black ice core is not a complete shattered magic crystal, and its control and influence are limited.

To be on the safe side, Kaisso had buried his stone building in the cavern of the Crystal Tower's foundation, and the frame of the building made of black ice sculptures on the ground was still standing, and it deduced that Kulgar's ice shattering spells could not damage black ice, but could only affect ordinary ice cubes and ice creatures such as Ice Golems, Winter Derives, and Buried Ice Armor.

Fortunately, I had purchased a spare spell book from the kind red-robed mage before, otherwise I might not have been able to cast the spell. However, this spell book only mentions 2 ring spells......

"I'm going to take back my spell book, I'm going to get that special magic ...... for ice shattering," it thought.

But first of all, he had to ensure his own safety, so he withheld a lot of undead troops that should be handed over, and defended the perimeter of the pothole. It has no remorse for the "Ice Death" that made the woman scramble and sent out as one of the hole cards, and even a little complacent.

After the crowd repelled a wave of undead creatures, Ewell took the invisibility potion and slipped quietly.

The poet's spell makes him look like a dragon among men, amiable and full of majesty and persuasion.