"Run!"

Luo Luo only had this thought now, and it found that this new strange man was more moody than the Fire Demon, and it instantly dispelled the idea of taking refuge, everything was more important than saving his own life......

Ben ran aimlessly and made his way to the depths of the Bruns, until a hidden crypt appeared in front of it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A crystal tower could be seen shimmering, and unable to resist the involuntary footsteps, Luo Luo walked to the bottom of the tower. An inexplicable force guided the frightened Luo Luo into the first floor of the Magic Crystal Tower. Stepping into the Crystal Tower, the Flame Demon Luo Luo suddenly froze, it didn't move, its eyes looked for traces of the super power that summoned it in this crystal building.

Polar Night made the poor little creature wait in the void, in order to strengthen its fear. It then exits through a secret mirror door and emerges from the top of the staircase. It looked down at the poor thing and smiled happily.

The goblins trembled visibly when they saw the form of the polar night. It felt a strong will once again impose on it, forcing it to kneel.

"Finally a little guy came, who are you?" The power of the polar night made it look incredibly powerful in front of Lolo, and it asked the flame demon who was on its knees and wailing.

Lolo felt a force it could not resist manipulating it, tearing its will apart and forcing it to speak.

"I am your faithful servant, dear master, and I am the ...... who have inspired your will"

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Redbeard walked up the rocky slope with calculated steps, his boots treading the foothold he had taken every time he walked to the high point at the southern end of the valley. For those who often see Redbeard standing there in the City of Chaos, these towering stone pillars that line the valley ridge are called dwarven lookouts.

To the west beneath the dwarves are the lights of the town of Three Lakes, and beyond that are the dark waters of the South Lake, occasionally illuminated by the light of fishing boats, whose indomitable crew refuses to come ashore until they catch a big fish.

Dwarves are above the vast tundra and countless low stars twinkling in the night sky. The firmament seemed to be polished by the cold wind that blew up after nightfall, and Redbeard felt as if he had been freed from his restraints.

He searched for his dreams here, and these dreams always brought him back to his homeland. The caverns of lava flowed, the home of his ancestors, where the rich metals glittered, and the streams flowed into the depths, and the dwarven blacksmiths struck with hammers.

When the Clansmen dug too deep into the world and were chased away by the darkness of the Dark Cave, Redbeard was just a hairless child. He was now the eldest of the few survivors, and the only one of them who had seen the treasures of the underground.

Long before the humans except the barbarians came to Icewind Dale, they had built homes in the valley between two lakes to the north. They are the only remnants of a once-thriving dwarven community, a frustrated group of refugees who have lost their homeland and ancestral heritage. Their numbers continue to dwindle, with the elderly dying of grief as much as they die of old age.

Although the mineral deposits in this area are very good, they still seem destined for decay. But when the City of Chaos arose, their luck seemed to improve dramatically.

Their valley is just north of the town of Three Lakes, as close to the main city of the chaotic city as any other fishing village, and these humans, who often fight and resist aggression, are happy to trade in magical armor and weapons forged by the dwarves. But even with the improvement of his life, Redbeard still hopes to restore the glory of his former ancestors.

He thinks that he only came to the City of Chaos for a short stay because something went wrong, and that this problem can be solved by rediscovering and reclaiming the Holy Land.

"It's cold to come to such a high place on a night like this, my friend." Voices came from behind.

The dwarf turned to face Mu Qingyang, but he knew that the background was a dark heavenly tower, so it was impossible for him to see Mu Qingyang. In this place, the entire mountain appears to be the only dark shadow rising on the straight northern horizon.

This place is called the Sky Tower because it looks like someone deliberately piled up stones to form a tower; In the legends of the local barbarians, it is said that it is a tomb.

The place where the dwarves built their homes now does not look like a natural landmark.

The tundra stretches in all directions, and the whole is a flat frozen soil. But in this valley, only the rock walls and stone crevices occasionally have a little mud. The valley and the mountains on its northern edge are the only places in the entire Valley of Oblivion with high-quality rocks, as if they were misplaced by God in the early days of the creation of heaven and earth.

Mu Qingyang noticed his friend's eyes.

"You're looking for images that only your memories can see." He knew very well that the ancient homeland had always haunted the dwarves.

"That's what I'll see again!" Redbeard insisted.

"We'll get there, Darling Boy."

"You don't even know the way."

"The road can be found." Redbeard said. "As long as you look for it."

"Someday in the future, my friend." Mu Qingyang catered to him and said. In the days when he and Redbeard became friends, the dwarves were always annoyed to ask Mu Qingyang to accompany him to find the legendary dwarf city.

Mu Qingyang thought the idea was stupid, as none of the people he spoke to knew any clues about the location of the dwarf's hometown, and Redbeard could only recall broken fragments of the Mithril-filled places. However, Mu Qingyang was still very sensitive to his friend's deepest wishes, and he always used "someday in the future" to answer Redbeard's pleas.

"We have more urgent things to do now," Mu Qingyang reminded Red Whiskers.

Earlier that day, at a meeting held in the dwarven hall, Mu Qingyang had already told the dwarves the details of what he had found.

"Are you sure they're coming?" Redbeard asked now.

"They rush and shake all the stones of the tower." Mu Qingyang left the darkness in the background of the mountain and came to his friend's side.

"If the City of Chaos doesn't unite to resist, then they're dead." Redbeard crouched down and turned his gaze to the glow of the south.

"They won't unite, stubborn fools," he murmured.

"They will, if your people go to them."

"No," the dwarf growled. "If they choose to resist together, then we will fight alongside them, and the barbarians will be pitiful! If you want to go to them, you can go and good luck, but it's none of our dwarves' business. Let's see what kind of courage those fishermen can muster? ”

Mu Qingyang smiled at the sarcasm of Redbeard's refusal.

Both of them knew that no one believed Mu Qingyang, and was even openly unwelcome, except in the town of Three Lakes, where the spokesperson was their friend Bass.

Red Beard noticed Mu Qingyang's eyes, but he reluctantly concealed it.

"They owe you more than they know," Redbeard declared, turning his gaze with pity to his friend.

"They owe me nothing."

Redbeard shook his head. "What do you call them dry?" He roared. "You're actually helping these guys who don't have good intentions towards you. What do you owe them? ”

Mu Qingyang shrugged, he was forced to find the answer.

Redbeard is right.

When Mu Qingyang first came to this land, the only person who showed friendship to him was Bass.

When Buzz travels to the main city of Chaos for business or meetings, he often escorts the gnomes from the town of Three Lakes across the treacherous tundra north of the ice lake.

They actually met in this situation - Buzz tried to escape from Mu Qingyang, because he had heard a lot of terrifying rumors about Mu Qingyang.

Fortunately for both of them, Buzz is a dwarf who can keep an open heart and make his own judgments about the character of others. It didn't take much time for the two of them to become friends.

But until this day, Buzz and the dwarves were the only people in the area who regarded Mu Qingyang as friends.

"I don't know why I care about them," Mu Qingyang replied frankly. His eyes turned back to the heavens, which was the direction of his native earthly realm, where loyalty was only a tactic to gain the upper hand over the enemy.

"Maybe I care about them just because I'm struggling to be different from my people." He said, not just to Redbeard, but also to himself. "Maybe I care, just because it's really different from my people. I may look like other races... At least that's my hope. I care about them because I have to care about something. You're not very different from me, Redbeard...... Unless our lives are empty, we will all care. ”

Redbeard's curious gaze went up.

"You can deny your feelings for the inhabitants of the City of Chaos, but not for yourself."

"it!" Redbeard snapped. "Of course I care about them! I'm going to trade with them!" ”

"Stubborn," Mu Qingyang muttered, smiling knowingly.

"What about the red scorpion?" He continued to press. "What about this Rakshasa girl who was orphaned in the attack many years ago? You bring homeless people home as if they were your own and raise them. ”

Redbeard was glad that the night had covered his blush. "Although she still relies on you now, you must also admit that she has long been independent as a good soldier. Maybe you still care about her, rough dwarf? ”

"Shut your mouth," Redbeard growled. "She's just a little girl, I'm just going to make her life easier, don't be so sissy, okay?"

"Stubborn," Mu Qingyang repeated louder this time. He has a final card to play in this discussion. "What about me? Dwarves don't usually like outsiders, let alone a guy with demonic blood...... But how do you explain your friendship with me? I have nothing but my friendship. Nothing can repay you. Why do you care about me? ”

"Because, I ......" Red Whisker stopped suddenly, he knew that Mu Qingyang had forced him into a corner.

But Mu Qingyang didn't push any further on this topic. The two friends watched silently as the lights of the chaotic main city went out one by one.

No matter how hard-hearted the red beard looked on the outside, he knew that Mu Qingyang's comment was correct; He actually cares a lot about the people who live on the shores of these three lakes.

"So what are you going to do?" The dwarf finally asked him. "I'm going to warn them," Mu Qingyang replied.

"You're underestimating your neighbors, Redbeard. They are more tenacious than you can believe. ”

"I agree," said the dwarf, "but what I suspect is their character. Every day we see people fighting on the lake, and every time it's for the damn fish. These people only care about their own villages and towns, and they don't care if all the other villages and towns are taken by the demons! Now they have to prove to me and my people that they will stand together! ”

Mu Qingyang had to admit that Redbeard's observation was the truth. These fishermen have become more competitive with each other in recent years, as the big fish move deeper into the bottom of the lake and become more difficult to catch.

When each of the powers wanted to gain an economic advantage on their own lake, the cooperative relationship between the parties was at a low point.

"In two days, there will be a council in the main city of Chaos," Mu Qingyang continued. "I believe we still have some time before the barbarians come. But I'm afraid of any delays, and I don't believe we'll be able to get these speakers together in much shorter. I need some time to teach Bass how to do it, because he has to get the council to take the news seriously. ”

"That glutton, you say?" Redbeard said contemptuously, calling Bass by the nickname he had given the gluttonous dwarf. "The biggest reason he went to parliament was to stuff his stomach full! Those people would rather listen to you than listen to him! ”

"You underestimate the gnomes, more than you underestimate the people in the City of Chaos," Mu Qingyang replied. "Never forget that he carried that gem with him."

"it! It's just a well-cut gem," Redbeard insisted. "I've seen it myself, and it doesn't have any magic power for me." "It's too faint for a dwarf's eyes, and it probably won't fit through your thick skull." Mu Qingyang said with a smile. "But it's there, and I can feel it clearly, and I know that the owner of this gem is never simple. Bass may be more influential in Parliament than you believe, and certainly more influential than I am. Let us hope so, for you know as well as I do that some speakers are reluctant to carry out the plans of the parties, whether because of their arrogance about their own power, or because they believe that the barbarians will satisfy their selfish expectations by invading other, weaker adversaries. The main city of chaos is still key, but only if everyone joins, especially the easterners, will want to take action.

"You know the Eastern Exile will help," Redbeard said. "They always want the city of chaos to unite." "And the town of Three Lakes, because Bass represents them. Zandong of Eastridge was absolutely confident that their walls would be able to defend themselves against the invasion, and that their enemies, the Westridge Alliance, would be forced to retreat. "He won't join any organization that includes the West Ridge Alliance. And what's even more troublesome after that is that if you can't win Zandong, you can't shut up Yanshan Town and Redstone Town! ”

"But that's where Bass comes in," Mr. Mu explained. "That ruby of his can do amazing things, I promise you."

"You're talking about the mana of that stone again," Redbeard grumbled. "But the gluttony said that the original owner had twelve of those things." He reasoned. "Powerful magic doesn't make a dozen as soon as it appears!"

"Buzz is saying that his master has twelve similar gems," Mu Qingyang corrected. "In fact, there's no way a gnome can know if the twelve or other gems have magic."

"Then why did the original owner give the only one with magic to the glutton?" Mu Qingyang didn't answer the question, but his silence made Red Beard inevitably come to the same conclusion as him.

Bass has a means of collecting things that don't belong to him, even if the dwarf explains that the gems are gifts from others...... (To be continued.) )