Seeing that the old dwarf stopped talking, Zhao Qi also knew that if he wanted to start the alchemy codex, this old dwarf was his first hurdle.

In fact, last time, the old dwarf's words made him think that the old dwarf didn't have a codex.

If there is a Codex, then they will give it to the fallen angels, and they will surely be able to live a better life than they are now.

Of course, according to the character of the fallen angels, they will be discarded when the dwarf is no longer useful.

(This point, it is true that a fool will choose, of course, I think that the traitor didn't think the same way back then, and chose to betray his compatriots in order to live a good life for himself.) ）

Similarly, if there really is, why don't the gnomes use the alchemy above to make their dwarf race rise?

This is what makes Zhao Qi believe in the old dwarf.

But what happened later shook him, for no other reason, the undead alchemist disdained such a codex, and even said that the dwarf was still the master of the alchemy world.

It proved that the Codex was not as popular as he had imagined.

At the same time, the undead general in the dungeon was in dire need of all kinds of equipment, materials, and minerals, which made him understand that the land of the dead should be barren.

Especially the adjutant butler of the undead general, knowing the price of the items in the Dao Goddess camp, he would even charge him the equipment he got at a high price.

Moreover, in Senel's raid, all the minerals in the pit were taken away, and it can be seen that the undead are really in need of resources.

These completely reminded Zhao Qi that powerful alchemy also requires huge resources to work.

A dwarf is not something honest and kind. A race that doesn't lie. On the contrary, gnomes are generally cowardly and cunning!

First meeting. The old dwarf will be able to give him an account of the old bottom?

Only a fool would believe it!

If the old dwarf can't be trusted, then the words in his words that lead Zhao Qi to believe that he doesn't have a codex should be a lie.

On the contrary, the truth should be that he has a codex in his hand, or knows where the things are!

Zhao Qi continued to deduce along his train of thought, and for such a long time, the fallen angels have not been able to get the Codex, it will not be because the dwarf race is very united. I love my family.

On the contrary, there will always be a few people who betray their companions because of Xiaoli Xiaohui!

They didn't get the Codex, most likely because they didn't ask people in the right way. He thought about the old dwarf's behavior at that time, and suddenly had a deep suspicion of him.

"Well, old man, do you still want your people to be treated like this? There is no hope in sight. Oppressed. Maybe one day they will be exterminated? ”

The corner of the old dwarf's eyes twitched, and he replied, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhao Qi couldn't help asking, "Do you have a dream?" ”

“ｄｒｅａｍ？” The old dwarf naturally didn't know how to speak English, and he looked up curiously at the man in front of him who was taller than himself.

"It's a dream." Zhao Qi smiled slightly and explained.

"Don't you want to live a carefree, sun-kissed life? Not only you, but also your descendants, your people! ”

I thought, of course. The old dwarf dreamed of it, but how could he do it?

"What do you want to say? Can you help us? ”

The old dwarf could understand that Zhao Qi had some energy. But if you want the dwarf clan to live a normal life, then Zhao Qi's energy is far from enough.

Unless Zhao Qi can influence the fallen angels at the rank of military commander and above, and revoke the dwarf arrest warrant, this will be the case.

"Me? Naturally impossible, people have to rely on themselves, self-help can be saved, relying on others will always be controlled by others. Zhao Qi shook his head and said.

“．．．”

The old dwarf lowered his head in disappointment, he also understood that it was impossible for Zhao Qi to have the ability to save their race, as for self-help, they wanted to save themselves, but where did this self-help begin?

"You'll go out with me, and you'll understand."

said that Zhao Qi pulled the old dwarf and asked Pust to arrange out the city, and Pust, as the city guard, definitely made Zhao Qi's investment worthwhile.

If it was given to ordinary people, it would be almost impossible to let the dwarf out of the city, but Zhao Qi could do it easily. And it's the kind of swagger that led the old dwarf out of the city.

The old dwarf has died in the dead, so naturally he is not afraid of anything, and he walks all the way to the outside of the barrier, and the territory of the undead is seen from afar.

"Don't you want to live in the realm of the undead?" Zhao Qi asked from time to time on the road.

The old dwarf shook his head and said, "No, there are too many nascent undead clans in the undead territory, and we are vulnerable to attack. And every time the newborn undead are not necessarily there, maybe this will be out of your field of vision, and the next moment the newborn undead will be by your side. Moreover, the territory of the undead is barren and desolate, which is really not suitable for survival. ”

"The undead are attacking you too?"

Zhao Qi muttered a sentence and continued to lead the old dwarf towards the dungeon.

Sure enough, many undead were ready to attack the old gnomes along the way, but Zhao Qi asked them to stop, saying that this dwarf was his trophy.

This made the old dwarf very surprised, and even frightened, when will there be a person who can communicate with the undead?

And Zhao Qi can not only communicate with the undead, but also with dwarves, so if it is other races...

The old dwarf didn't dare to think about it anymore, and followed Zhao Qi along the dark sewer and walked all the way underground.

After passing through the undead guards guarding the door, Zhao Qi led the old dwarf to the main city, the dungeon, the front line of the undead against the fallen angels.

"Here, here..."

The old dwarf looked at the bottom layer, countless undead skeletons and rotting corpses crawling around, trembling in fear, and followed Zhao Qi closely.

He was afraid that if he lost his life, he would lose it.

Led the dwarf to the alchemist's shop, the alchemist had not done experiments recently, and was lying on his chair and rolling, and only raised his head when he heard the door knock.

"You're finally here, I thought you'd been killed by the birds. Hey, how do you bring a dwarf? Tattered, dwarfs are mixed up like this? ”

Then the undead alchemist changed his language and greeted the old dwarf, "Hello, are you a dwarf?" ”

The old dwarf looked at the scrawny undead alchemist in front of him worriedly, all under the cloak, especially the other party's ability to speak dwarf language, which made him even more surprised.

Seeing the other party greeting him, the old dwarf also replied, "Hello, Mr. Dead." ”

"Huh!" The undead alchemist was extremely stunned, turned his head to Zhao Qi and asked, "Is this a dwarf?" When the dwarf spoke so softly, it seemed that he was afraid of offending me. ”

Zhao Qi looked at the house, Fu Shi was still asleep, and the marshmallow was jumping around, and after seeing Zhao Qi come back, he also jumped on Zhao Qi.

This time is gone, and the marshmallow is whiter.

Kneaded the marshmallow in his hand for a long time, and said to himself: "You little guy, if you can follow me to reality, I guarantee that David guy is absolutely willing to sell it to me for you." ”

No way, marshmallow is an absolute female killer, and David likes beautiful women, with marshmallows, pickled girls are invincible!

Seeing that Zhao Qi ignored him, but looked at Fu Shi in the room, the alchemist said helplessly: "Don't look at it, her soul is too weak, it is estimated that it will take a while to wake up." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Qi sat beside Chuagn and looked at Fu Shi, with a faint sadness in his heart, he couldn't say it, he always felt that Fu Shi was not by his side, and he would be a little lost.

In desperation, the undead alchemist began to tease the old dwarf, so frightened that the old dwarf did not dare to move.

"Don't tease him, he's a dwarf, but a dwarf in the enchantment."

Zhao Qi told the undead alchemist about the origin of the old dwarf, and the undead alchemist suddenly said: "I see, this group of leftover dwarfs were all descendants of princes and nobles, how did they get mixed up like this." ”

"Master, tell this dwarf, are there any dwarfs in your Abyss Clan?"

The alchemist was stunned for a moment, and said as a matter of course: "Then for sure, the dwarfs are the masters of the alchemy world, and those people are the indispensable combat power of our frontline." ”

The words of the undead alchemist were spoken in the dwarf language, and the old dwarf froze in place when he heard this, and stuttered: "What, what, what?" ”

Zhao Qi lowered his head, looked at the dirty old dwarf under his feet, and asked again, "Do you have a dream?" ”

The old dwarf put down the panic in his heart, looked at Zhao Qi, and then at the alchemist, and then replied firmly: "I have!" You say, what should I do? (To be continued......)