Moon tapped in vain on what appeared to be a door, but without moving, to no avail.

"Boss, hurry up and find a way, I think they can't stand it!" Turing turned his back to a few people and protected them behind him, his eyes not taking off the battle situation in front of him for a moment.

"I've figured out a way!" Moon yelled, flicking his aching arm.

"What's the solution?"

"I'm going to surrender. ”

"......" Turing was speechless, "I want to give you a hammer, is it time to play treasure!?"

"I'm serious. Contrary to Turing's expectations, Moon had a serious expression at this time.

"They didn't know it, but I could feel that the fishmen were coming at me. "They in Moon's mouth are the dwarves of the Broken Copper and Rotten Iron tribe led by Chome, and at this time they are inseparable from the living fishmen, although they blocked the attack of the fishmen, but they also retreated step by step, and they quickly retreated to Moon's side.

"Since they are coming at me, they will either eat me, and you may be eaten later, or if they catch me, then you should not be in their attention. Moon thought of the fish-man's eyes, and was inexplicably sure of his thoughts.

"All things considered, half and half, your survival rate will be higher, at least higher than if you were in front of me and then killed. "It's like when the dark elves were driven underground, whether to face the human alliance and die for ten lives, or to enter the door and try, nine deaths and life.

"......" Old Turing didn't want to talk at all, that's right, Moon was very serious and serious this time, but the choice he gave made Old Turing very uncomfortable.

"That is, we are lucky, the hole was opened in that direction, if it was opened in our direction, there is no need to worry about these now, it has been gnawed away. Moon shrugged his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to look in the direction of Thomme.

It was indeed good luck that after the fish people outside the ice wall came to life, they scratched frantically and hit the ice wall, and it happened that a hole was scratched in a wall behind the chome, and the fish people surrounding the ice cellar instantly gave up the option of continuing to scratch, and swarmed to the hole. As a result, the fishmen had to pass through the chome's dwarven team if they wanted to rush over and kill Moon.

How could he know so many reasons, seeing the fish-man rushing over regardless of it, and recovering from the shock of the fish-man coming to life, he instinctively organized the team to fight back. By mistake, Moon and the others unexpectedly harvested the Broken Copper and Rotten Iron tribes as coolies and cannon fodder, blocking the Fishmen's footsteps. In life, there are always all kinds of troubles, and all kinds of accidents and surprises, isn't it?

The corpses of the fishmen in front of the chomelic team piled up more and more, and the remaining fishmen could almost step on the corpses of their comrades and jump behind the dwarves' first line of defense! The dwarves relied on their thick bodies and sledgehammers to fight back while gradually retreating, after all, they had to leave the gangplank made of the corpses of the fishmen, so the closer they were to the Moon and the others.

Under the constant desperate attacks, Chome didn't even have time to turn back and reason with Moon, for example, you can't sneak attack us, we're finished, and you won't survive! Unfortunately, Moon didn't have the idea of sneaking up on them at all, because indeed, if the dwarves didn't stop the fishmen, they would burp in minutes.

The fish-man's desperate assault seemed to have weakened a lot, and the chome, who had taken turns to rest, finally found an opportunity to come to the back of the team and yell at the Moon and the others.

"Oh my day, where did you bring us here! Why don't you recognize this fishman's six relatives!"

"Aren't you the ones who are cooperating with the fish-people, why did you ask about me? The smile on Moon's lips was a little playful.

"Who knew the fish-man would go crazy! Hurry up, get that door open! "I don't want to dwell on this issue, now is the time for the dwarf's life to be at stake.

"Why don't you send someone to try it? We haven't found a way to get out of it. ”

"Waste! Umbrella, Lisi, take your people over and open the door for me!"

"Yes, boss!" the two dwarves who were called, each calling out to their companions, ran in the direction of Moon.

Moon and the others moved to the side in cooperation, looking at the dwarves rushing over vigilantly. It is necessary to defend against people, and who knows if they will rush over and carry out a surprise attack. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't open the door, Moon wouldn't even let them get closer.

Ding Mu took a sip and turned to join the fish slaughter. A few dwarves clanged around the door, studying, but for a short time there was no effect.

It seemed that he didn't want to give time any longer, and the fish-people who came like a tidal wave suddenly stopped their attack, and before the people in the ice cellar could thank each other for their beliefs, the regular vibration came one after another.

The hole that the fish people poured into had long since expanded from the size of a dwarf to a giant hole.

While the regular vibrations shook the earth, they also shook the hearts of the people.

A three-fingered claw holding a fish bone grabbed the edge of the huge hole, and the huge fish head appeared from the hole with a glittering fish eye, as if it was not satisfied with the size of the hole, it flicked the fish bone around in annoyance, and slapped several fish people to death on the spot.

In the stagnant atmosphere, the fish people moved frantically, and after stacking the fish Arhats, they rubbed the edge of the hole with their bodies and claws, regardless of the blood on their bodies and the rotten flesh and bones.

In a daze, the huge fish-man finally squeezed out of the hole. Compared with the dwarf fishman who is less than one meter around him, the huge fishman in front of him is really a school of fish.

"Don't be afraid! It's just a fish-man with a brain capacity of 5! Hold me off!" cried out as he stepped back, pushing a few dwarves around him forward on the way.

"I'm a dead ghost, what are you doing here? Ding Mu ran to the door, and slapped a few times, slapping the stunned palm umbrella and Lisi's face.

"Why don't you hurry up and get it open for Lao Tzu!!!!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. The slap-in dwarf was not in the slightest, and turned his head and began to slam on the door.

"What kind of trick does your thorn technique do?" Moon thought for a moment and asked Emma beside her.

"Huh, what?" Emma didn't hear what Moon was saying.

"I say, what is the principle of the thorn technique you used on Turing earlier?" Moon looked at the big fish-man who was invincible among the dwarves, and didn't want to find a way to feed the fish.

"That is, targets with Thorns will reflect a portion of the damage they take to the attacker. ”

"Well, simple and easy to understand. So, what does the bouncing damage have to do with it?" Moon continued.

"It only has to do with the damage taken by the target. ”

"Hmm... Can I understand it this way, theoretically, the higher the opponent's attack power, the lower my defense, the more pain the opponent hits me, the higher the damage I receive, and the greater the damage that rebounds to the opponent. ”

"Yes, so you can understand it. Emma followed Moon's tongue twister, thought for a moment, and gave an affirmation.

"Okay, you don't have enough mana, bless the dwarves in front of the big fish-man with thorns. I can add a few is a few. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away. "Emma's performance at this time is not strictly obedient, but just a profit-seeking approach to the methods that can be tried when she is at a loss.

In the chanting sound with Naga characteristics, the dwarves who blocked the fishmen lit up with green and thorny halos one by one, smashing a cluster of dwarves of fishmen, curiously looking at the blood oozing from their arms, with a puzzled face.

"Yes, yes, yes. Emma was a little excited, and turned her head to look at Moon, the dark elf that appeared in front of her, no matter how you looked at it, was still the same as before, but it gave Emma a different feeling. Perhaps, temperament?

"As long as it works. Moon, who looked at the situation in front of him with a sneer, put away his expression and smiled at Emma. Then he looked at them slamming the door.

Seeing Moon looking at him, Dingmu's eyes were complicated, he wanted to jump over and smash this dark elf to death with a hammer, if it wasn't for the sake of arresting him, why would he be in the current situation. But after thinking about it himself, he felt that he had a huge physical loss, and he might not be able to get too much benefit in front of Turing, who had been recuperating.

"What are you looking at?" said Tin, looking at Moon viciously.

"What are you doing?" said Moon, looking at Chome, smiling.

The dwarves' shouts and the fishmen's frantic whining in the ice cellar faded away and fell silent. Moon smiled helplessly, and tightened Xiaobai, who had fainted in his arms when he saw countless fishmen before.

There was no more time before when the Great Fish-Man was injured by thorns and the flesh of the dwarves, because after three injuries, the Big Fish-Man instead spit out ice cubes from his mouth and smashed them into the dwarves in front of him.

Plus, as time went on, the dwarves discovered that the big fish-man had been walking in the direction of the door, and as long as it didn't get in its way, it wouldn't even glance at itself.

So in this ice cave, countless fishmen quietly probed their brains, standing in place, and several dwarves avoided the path of the big fishmen, and were silent on both sides. Thomme looked up at the huge fish-man who came to him, and was speechless for a moment.

Moon hugged Xiaobai, who was originally buried in his arms, sideways in front of him.

"At this time, it seems that everything is over. Moon bowed apologetically to Turing and Emma.

"Then I'll have to try my last resort. Moon took a deep breath and shouted at the door.

"Sesame Open !!!"

Boom, the ice gate lifted from the bottom to the top with a certain rhythm.

Moon was stunned, what was going on? Am I reading the story of Grien's young elves?

Stunned, this did not delay Moon's operation. He rushed into the door with a swish in his arms, who cares what is behind the door?

While rushing into the door, he didn't forget to pull Emma, Emma was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and she was also stunned, but fortunately, she was actually quite tall, no, quite long, and was dragged into the door by Moon at the same time, wrapping her tail around the old Turing.

There was a string of ahh~~~~~h

Chomeme cautiously turned his head from the direction of the door and followed his body behind him, and the huge fish-man eyes were right in front of him.

"Or... Would you like to ask first?" he swallowed, and then it became his last language in the world.

The big fish-man who swallowed the chome went crazy and roared in the sky, and the countless fish-men who had been standing still howled and pounced on the remaining dwarves, and for a time there was a terrible scream in the ice cave.

It took less than ten minutes. The dwarves, who had lost the will to resist, were torn apart by the fish-men in inhuman form, and their corpses were strewn all over the ground. The big fishman roared, his huge three paws waving, his eyes full of menace.

No fish-man moves, no fish-man expands the ice door with his body for it. All the fish-men were averse and frightened. Even if the big fish-man slams it to death with its claws, and smashes more and more fish-people to death with ice cubes, no fish-man comes close to the ice gate.

"Hmm—" Moon covered his head, he had just been thrown a little bit of a mess.

"Master, do you dare to go down?" said the figure of old Turing from beneath Moon.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Moon hurriedly moved the place and looked at Emma, who was flushed, if nothing else, Turing still had her tail wrapped around her, it is estimated that this chick used Turing as a backpad.

"My old bones. Turing got up from the ground and watched the situation with Moon.

The circular space made of the dark blue ice is similar to the place where it was, but the area is a little smaller. Dots of blue light spilled from above, dappling the entire space reflected through the ice wall.

Moon touched the wall, feeling cold to the bone, and at the same time there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, indescribable, indescribable. As his gaze shifted, Moon saw something in the middle of the space, to be more precise, there was an ice table in the middle of the space, and a high-backed chair was placed next to it. The table stood conspicuously on one leg and empty, and the chair seemed to have a few scattered bones on it.

Moon picked up Xiaobai, who was still unconscious, and moved towards the round table a little, for fear of stepping on some trap. Thankfully, nothing happened until he got to the table.

Moon leaned closer, stared at the table, and was silent for a long time. Turing and Emma also followed, Emma was fine, Turing stood on tiptoe and couldn't see what was on the table, the table was just a little taller than her, but he didn't dare to climb into the chair.

"Boss, what's up there? Tell me. ”

"How to describe it, it seems to be a drawing of a person. Moon carefully discerned the images on the table, and he really couldn't understand them.

"What do you look like, describe it to me. "Old Turing is a little anxious, in fact, the dwarves are quite curious, otherwise how can they keep discovering new ore veins and researching new forging techniques.

"That is, a head, a body, two arms, two legs. ”

“... Boss, I think that all humanoid creatures are in line with your description, are there any characteristics, characteristics!"

"Hmm," Moon pondered his words, and continued, "If you want to talk about characteristics, there may be a tail." Then there seem to be tattoos on the body, one by one. ”

"Based on your description, I can guess who has seen the undead. ”

"Oh, why don't I carry you up..."Moon turned his head sideways, and after seeing old Turing, "Forget it, if you can't guess, you can't guess." "Resolutely gave up the idea of putting Turing on the table, this thing is too heavy.

Moon hugged Xiaobai and walked around the room again, trying to find a door or something. Old Turing listened to Emma's description and nodded frequently.

"Boss, I guessed what was painted on it. Turing felt that Emma's description was much more reliable than Moon's.

"Oh, what?" said Moon, who was not as long or wide as Xiaobai's ears, and rolled on the spot with a donkey to the position of the ice wall.

Immediately after that, at the entrance of the hole where several people had fallen before, there was a sparse sound of breaking the ice, and without the need for Moon to remind, Turing and Emma quickly avoided it and hid near Moon.

With a !!loud bang, the previous big fishman appeared in front of several people in the ice chips, his huge tongue licking the skin cut by the ice, and his bloodshot drum eyes turned, staring down at them, flashing with excitement.

"Woo woo!" Without the slightest hesitation, the big fishman stepped out of his thick legs, slammed into the tables and chairs, and rushed towards several people, after approaching them, the huge fishbone weapon slashed towards Moon, the space was really not large, and Moon could not avoid it.

Turing can't stop the big fishman, the height difference is too much, and he has the heart and power.

Moon threw Baibai at Emma, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, ready for the inevitable attack.

It is always said that in the face of death, people will remember the experiences of their previous lives. At this time, there was only one thought that came to Moon's mind: only engaged in research, did not ask about human feelings, did not know about political affairs, did not understand military affairs, and had no concealment.

In Moon's accident, in old Turing's shock, in Emma's nervousness, in the annoyance of the big fishman.

A dark blue ice sword that gradually formed from the invisible horizontally lay under the fish bone, and the fish bone that was slashing mountains and rivers could not advance a single bit.

The ice sword was flung again, and the big fishman was shaken back a few steps by the huge force, and then bounced back to its original position. Driven crazy by so many accidents, it went crazy and slammed its claws against the ice wall with its fishbones, slashing the ground.

The entire space was full of light, and a triangular gate shining with strange runes appeared in the middle of the space.

The heavy iron boots stepped out of the door, and the skeletons clearly visible on the boots seemed to carry the cold air of 10,000 years, making the breath of the entire space stagnate.

The heavy footsteps, the landing interval is almost the same, the smashing is the unbridled madness, and the messenger from the depths of the abyss is brought out.

The figure of nearly two meters was wrapped in heavy armor surrounded by ice, and under the covered helmet were two eyes that shimmered with cold light. In the mouth of the skeleton at the shoulder armor, there are a little bit of illusion, like a newly restrained soul, crying.

The Ice Forged Sword burned with a scorching blue flame and was held in his hand.

On the chest, he picked up the bones from the chair from the ground.

"Woo woo "Again and again blocked, again and again stopped, the big fish man seemed crazy and rushed again.

However, with every step it takes, it brings out a large area of flesh and blood. It didn't understand, it didn't understand why the ice seemed to swallow it.

The ice-blue figure raised his sword in one hand and pointed at the fishman. The long sword runes flickered, and the ice was life-giving, shattering, condensing, like knives, like spears, swarming out, endlessly.

The big fishman protected his eyes with one claw, regardless of the blur of flesh and blood under his feet, the ice spear came out of his body, and there was only Chong in its brain, and only Chong in its eyes.

The ice was tangible, but the attack was uncertain, and with the greed to devour the soul, a chain of frost broke through the ice, locking the fish-man's feet and binding the fish-man's giant claws.

The big fish-man's forward footsteps suddenly stopped, and his huge body slammed into the ice. The giant bubbled eyes were still staring at Moon in the distance. As its breathing became more and more rapid, unable to move forward, a huge mouth, accompanied by retching, countless fish-men howled, spewing out of its mouth, inheriting its mission.

The ice sword slashed, tapped the heavy boots, and slammed into his feet. A circular magic circle loomed under the ice, and under the blue ice shattered inch by inch, countless bone claws broke through the ice.

The crushed ice stopped their tracks, and the crushed ice paved their path.

Pale skeletons, eyes leaping with fire, silently roaring, longing for their flesh and blood.