Neil is on a cliff and has an unprecedented roller coaster experience. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Then, with three frost shields, he headed all the way towards the tribe.

At least two thousand meters away from the tribe, several red-skinned creatures jumped in front of Neil.

There are four of them in total, and none of them are very tall, about one meter two. Each was armed with a huge axe and a bow and arrow on their backs. He muttered to Neil for a while, but Neil didn't hear a word. Still, the expressions on the faces of those creatures, and the giant axes in their hands, Neil still understood.

Neil sweated evilly and quickly waved his hand, indicating that he had no malicious intent. Then there was a dance performance, trying to explain what he meant. However, the red-skinned guys' expressions told Neil that they didn't understand.

However, he saw that Orunini had flown in front of the red-skinned guys, muttering something to the other side.

"Oh, Orunini, you can talk to them, what are you talking about?" Neil jumped, you can communicate without saying a word first, let me jump up and down like a monkey.

Orunini spoke a few more words to the fellows, then turned to Neil and said, "They are the molten dwarves, the legendary race, born forgers. I have made it clear to them what we are here for, and they are willing to take us to their tribe. ”

"Great, let's go. ”

Orunini said a few more words to the molten dwarves, who shook their axes at Neel, then turned and walked away.

Orunini said to Neil: "What he means is that he leads the way in front. What they mean by shaking the axe is that they have acknowledged your identity as a friend. But, Neil, I think you'll get to the tribe and try to find an opportunity to perform some magic. The Lava Dwarves are a natural race of warriors, and only the Prophet of the Tribe can cast magic. So, if you perform your magic..."

"I can be held in high esteem there. Well, don't worry, I will. Then, Neil said to Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, when you get to the tribe later, you can put a few more shields on me." ”

"Hmm. Also, let me remind you again, my name is Frost Tiger King! If you dare to call me that insulting name, I'll turn my face. ”

"Okay, Xiaobai. ”

Because it is still so far away from that tribe, and the principle of the molten river, the temperature is not very high. Xiaobai also lifted the frost shield on Neil's body.

The land under the cliff is much better than the red molten land on the cliff. At the very least, there are some dark red trees and some fire-type magical beasts.

Neil had long noticed the traces of demonic beasts in the nearby forest. However, he just looked at it and didn't care about those monsters. He didn't want to cause the hostility of the molten dwarves because of something.

After walking for a long time, a majestic village finally appeared in Neil's field of vision.

"Is this their tribe? There is something strange about this tribe's material, so you must get some and go back and study it. ”

"Well, the materials used by the molten dwarves to build the stockade are all burnt wood, and in terms of flame resistance, there is no material that can compare to it. Moreover, it is extremely hard, and even the strength of the golden warrior level cannot be destroyed. ”

When Neil heard this, he became more interested in this material.

"And where can you get this burnt wood?"

"Now, it's the surrounding forests. Those are just raw materials, though. It must be refined by the secret art of the molten dwarves before it can become a burnt wood. As for what the secret art is, I don't know. ”

Upon hearing this, Neil was a little disappointed. Originally, he had planned to use the Heart of Dawn to put this forest in it, but now he knew that it was impossible. It's useless to bring it back. At most, the fire attribute resistance is relatively strong, but it can't defend against the strength of the golden warrior at all.

The four molten dwarves walked to the gate of the big wall, said a few words to the few molten dwarves by the wall, and then led Neil into the door.

All the molten dwarves had shocked expressions on their faces when they saw Neil, as if they had seen something incredible. Neil even had the feeling that he had become a rare animal.

Thankfully, though, the spotlight was short-lived, and Neil followed the four molten dwarves into a majestic building.

However, the molten dwarves were only outside, kneeling on the ground, saying a few bird words, and then retreated to the side and stood, with no intention of going in.

However, O'Lunini's voice sounded in his heart.

"Come in, Neil, for it should be their prophet. Each tribe has only one prophet and is in the same position as a lord. You have to be careful, in case that prophet makes a move, the white cat should not be able to save you. ”

Neil nodded and walked through the door.

When I entered the door, I saw an aging molten dwarf, sitting in the very center. There are only a few black hairs left on the head, and the older the molten dwarves, the darker their hair becomes. And the loose skin, which felt like a layer of skin a few sizes larger, wrapped in a pile of bones. After letting Neil read it, he couldn't help but feel creepy.

"Come here. ”

Neil was surprised to hear the old dwarf's words and replied, "You can actually speak Elven language?!"

"Well, elven, I haven't said it in a long time. ”

Neil walked quickly over to the old dwarf and sat cross-legged on the ground. Of course, this was what Orunini told him to do.

Communicating with the Dwarves and staying at the same height is the best way to show respect.

"Your Excellency the Prophet, how do you know that I speak Elvish?"

The old prophet raised his two drooping eyelids with great difficulty, and stared straight at Neil: "Because, you have the blood of the elven clan in your body." Still, the blood of the elven royal family. ”

Neil frowned, still not quite understanding, it should be said that he was getting more and more incomprehensible. The bloodline in his body, even he doesn't know very well. After all, the power has been sealed. And how did the old prophet know?

"There's another kind, more mysterious bloodline in your body. The bloodline of sin, the bloodline that shouldn't exist. ”

Speaking of which, staring at Neil's eyes, he shot two condensed gazes, which made Neil's heart tense uncontrollably.

"Actually, the first time I saw you, I realized that you don't actually exist. Or rather, it shouldn't exist. ”

Two large drops of cold sweat dripped from Neil's forehead.

This old prophet was terrifying. He was absolutely right. I wasn't supposed to exist in the first place. I don't even know why I came to this world. Everything, nothing, is non-existent.