Speaking of this, Mu En stopped talking, as if organizing the language, thinking about how to express it, and after a minute, he spoke again, "Although Liv is not a pure Ilmassu, after all, she is here to achieve the 'Praise of Life', and she is also here to establish the Church of the Goddess of Life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the future, the city of Ilmassu will definitely be stamped with the name of the birthplace of the Church of Life, the birthplace of the first Rite of Life.

That one also wanted to use this method to bind the Church of the Goddess of Life with the Rose Collar and even the Igor family. ”

"This, this one's calculation is really ......"

"This is a deity after all, who has lived far longer than we think, and has seen many more than we have. Mu En regained his composure, he waved his hand, unwilling to dwell much on this topic, and said, "Reddy, I talked to you a lot today, go back and think about it more, it's good." ”

"Understood!"

"Then go get busy. ”

Muen waved Reddy away, and when he was the only one left in the room, he couldn't help but tap his hand on the desk, his expression became distant, and finally, he opened a drawer next to the desk and took out a scroll with intricate patterns.

Spread out, there are various complex and chaotic graphics on the scrolls, and a strange atmosphere pervades the air.

This is the breath left by His Majesty the Violent Hurricane Throne on the paper, it is he who recognizes the password, and in Mu En's perception, the handwriting on the paper looks staggered, but it is combined into a complete sentence.

"Trust in your own decision, and have no scruples, I stand behind you. ”

That's right, this is the reply from His Majesty Lanrose.

Although His Majesty Lanrose's body fought in the Scorched Land Prison, he also left a doppelganger to sit in the Black and White Sect, and Muen's letter was handed over to His Majesty Lanrose's doppelganger through the Grand Butler of Frando. Eventually, after only one night's rest, Bazel brought back this simple reply.

Mu En can't describe how he felt when he first saw this reply, he was both moved by unconditional trust, and he also had the fear of being abandoned in the wilderness, facing danger alone, the peace of mind when he returned home when he wandered in the middle of the night, and a fearless heart rose up.

"The deal with that one is really a double-edged sword, but it really can't be delayed, tomorrow's coronation ceremony, it's time to have a showdown with that one, hopefully, hopefully the final result is good. ”

Muen said to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

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At the same time as Muen received the message, the Golden Rose Inn, the leader of the hill dwarves, and the ruler of Stratos, Tygrin Stormhammer, also took the letter handed by the dwarves in front of him.

He didn't care too much about it at first, for more than a month after he left, all the affairs of Stratos were handled by the Great Elder, and he would communicate with him through letters and ask for his opinion, and the communication between the two was frequent and normal.

But when he saw the blood-colored hammer emblem engraved on the letter scroll, Tygrin's face couldn't help but sink, in the tradition of the dwarves of the hills, this blood-colored hammer represented ominousness, represented war.

Inhaling slightly, he quickly unfolded the letter, and after a quick glance, his face was gloomy and dripping.

Although Stratos is located in the Darkmoon Mountains, as a standard dwarven building, its sturdiness is impressive, the walls and buildings made of pure rock, half above ground and half underground, the maze of roads in all directions, plus a group of irascible and warlike dwarven guards, even in the three years since the arrival of the demon tide, although they have encountered several dangers, but they have been perfectly resolved.

Whether it is the attack of the monster or the prying eye of the demon, it is in vain in front of the strong fortress, which even makes the dwarves feel that it is nothing more than that, but only the upper echelons of Stratos know that there is still great danger lurking under their huge fortress.

It was in the first year of the Tide, and in order to cope with the increasingly dangerous world, the dwarves of the hills were almost crazy to mine underground, mining the rich deposits under the Darkmoon Mountains, and then casting them with magma furnaces drawn from the center of the earth to obtain better weapons.

But after digging through a deposit, they discovered a vast underground space where the dwarven mining team had been horribly attacked, and a fire demon had nearly burned them to ashes.

This incident alarmed Tyring, and he led the team to the mine almost immediately, and the fire demon died under his hammer, but his head grew in the face of the infinite darkness and emptiness.

It's connected to the underworld!

Legend has it that during the reign of ancient humans, the surface world of Atlantis was a little too small for ancient humans, in order to meet the growing population's demand for land, in order to make greater and more compact use of space, they developed upwards on the one hand, and there were too many planes waiting for them to conquer in the boundless sea of stars, so there were alien colonizations.

On the other hand, they expanded downwards to carve out vast subterranean worlds underground.

For example, the dungeon of the Veku Continent, the Sage Desert Sect, has been verified to be the masterpiece of ancient humans in that period, and the purpose is to raise pets - black dragons, yes, for ancient humans, black dragons are pets, no different from people raising a hunting dog today.

Of course, compared to the Underworld of Atlanta, a dungeon is a cramped pet room at best.

It's vast and dark, with many underground monsters and ever-changing paths, passageways to all sorts of dangerous worlds, exiled abandoned races, and countless dangers.

And the dwarves of the hills have dug a passage to connect to this dangerous underground world, which is simply the rhythm of death!

In the end, in order to prevent the news from leaking, Tyglin personally took action, tried his best to clear the underground demonic beasts on the other side of the passage, blocked this passage again, and set up heavy defenses.

Two years had passed, and everything seemed to be peaceful, but on the day the letter was sent, at the end of a Mithril vein, the dwarven miners had once again dug a passage to the underworld, and this time, luck seemed to run out, because they were greeted by an army of forsaken races, blood elves.

At the end of the letter, it is also recorded that the Great Elder Gregory has set out with the dwarven legion to face the blood elves, but the exact situation of the battle is not mentioned at all.

The parchment had been crumpled into a ball by Tygrin, and he abruptly got up and strode out, he needed to go back, back to Storatos, and at such a moment, the king should be at the forefront, standing in a place where all could see.

But when he took a step, the bright sun dazzled him, but he stopped again.

"Even if you run back now, one person's combat power is not enough to change the established facts. Tomorrow is the coronation, and if you go now, it will be disrespectful to Grand Duke Igor, and it will not be appropriate. ”

"Although the passage is in the Dark Moon Mountains, it is not too far from the Rose Collar, and this matter is not only my business, nor can the Igor family, I must inform them. ”

"I don't know what the situation is now, but it is said that the underground world is extremely dangerous, and Stratos alone will definitely not be able to defend against it, and maybe I should really talk to that one. ”

After standing for dozens of minutes, Teglin finally retracted his pace, he returned to the room again, folded the parchment in his hand, sealed it, stamped it with his seal, summoned his attendant, and said, "Send this letter to the Rose Castle as quickly as possible, and say that Tegrin Stormhammer has something important to inform Archduke Igor." And, I hope to be able to meet with the Grand Duke as soon as possible after the coronation ceremony. ”

"Wow!" a dwarven squire took the scroll and immediately trotted out of the room, running off into the distance.

Tyglin sat back in his chair again, leaning back against the back, his eyes slightly closed and his expression heavy.

"In the past three years, it's time to come after all, and no one can escape fate in this era!"

"However, no matter what happens, my people must withstand it!"

PS: The second update, I have some confidence to ask for a ticket!