Lord Sally Larson had made a careful plan for the construction of the city this time, so after Mowglitte chose a location, the more than twenty adventurers who followed him quickly took up a favorable position. The gray dwarf took out the golden ring that the lord had given him just now, which was the building materials that had been prepared for a long time.

With a bang, a pile of materials appeared in the wilderness. The construction of the city began immediately. With the successful experience of the first two fortifications, the third was quickly completed.

"Water, hurry up!" Inside the fortress, there were spellcasters standing at intervals on all four walls, everyone constantly releasing the Cleansing Technique, this entry-level magic had almost no threshold, and everyone with magical talent could release it. However, after some people release it, the amount of water they can summon is somewhat different, some people can only summon about a small basin of water, and some people can summon water almost the size of a water tank.

The summoned clear water flowed down the newly built wall, and in a short time the wall was frozen strong and smooth.

"Alright, next!" Morgritte stepped onto the lightning bolt and continued to advance after leaving a group of adventurers behind in the Third Fortress.

Salit Larsson had advanced far into the depths, and when the gray dwarves stepped on the lightning, there were only a few scattered undead skeletons wandering in front of them. The adventurers who rushed from the direction of White Rock Town took these wandering skeletons as the target of hunting, and several people moved in unison, holding shields, and the dark undead skeletons with bone axes quickly turned into a pile of scattered bone racks, and then someone took out the soul collection device that the adventurers jokingly called Horcruxes, and sucked out the soul fire hidden in the bones.

This behavior caused great panic among the undead skeletons, who would soon be able to resurrect in the altar if they had not lost the soul fire. Without the Soul Fire, those undead skeletons lost hope of resurrection forever. They are truly dead. For those necromancers in the Southern Swamp, one of the most important things in their summoning medium is the soul fire, so the Brotherhood will expel a hundred gold moles to buy the soul fire, which is a lucrative business, if it can be sent to the southern swamp, the price of these soul fires is more than a hundred gold moores.

Angela sat honestly on Lightning's back, she could see that the gray dwarf was busy at this time, and she consciously did not disturb him. During the construction of the city, Angela has been standing on the periphery and is responsible for the guard. Fortunately, the lord has now cleaned up the undead skeletons in the wilderness, and has attracted the attention of the undead skeletons, so the gray dwarves who are hiding on the side and secretly building the city have not attracted people's attention.

The elves, however, were not so optimistic, for this was not the first time they had tried to rebuild a city in the wilderness. But every time they fail, they come back, and at the last moment, those skeleton knights who suddenly appear can wipe out all their efforts.

Angela's worries are not unreasonable, and until now, the Skeleton Knight has not appeared. According to her conservative estimates, there were at least eight phalanxes of skeleton knights in the wilderness, or almost two hundred.

Nicholas and William followed closely behind Inazuma, their mounts were among the best in Whitestone, but they still couldn't keep up with Lightning's speed. William was conscious that he didn't bother Mowglitte, and he grabbed the lightning mage's waist tightly, trying not to fall off his horse.

White crows hovered over the wilderness, and not far away, the Valley of the Dead loomed. Morgaret had caught up with the black cavalry, but his brow furrowed and he was not at all happy.

The location of the fortress he chose was so close to the front line of the battlefield that it was almost like building a city under the noses of the enemy. The gray dwarves have no more options.

He gathered the adventurers, the same people who had just built the city with him. "Brothers, we need to complete a task, and it's a difficult one. Morwritte rode around the men on a lightning bolt, "Just now we have built a brand new fortress, such a fortress is our safety, now we only need to advance two fortresses forward, as long as we are not far ahead!" The gray dwarf pointed to the entrance of the Valley of the Dead, "As long as we build a fortress outside the valley, we will be safe." ”

Morwritte was silent, to tell the truth, the gray dwarves are not a race of clever tongues, there has never been a gray dwarf who eats by their tongues, they are all recognized by adventurers through their industrious hands. However, at this time, Morwritte had to stand up, because this is a dangerous job, this is a work that requires the concerted efforts of many people, this is a work that requires hard work, and only by erecting a strong fortress here in the shortest possible time can there be a chance to build a fifth fortress.

"I know you're scared, but I'm just as scared as you are, but I promised my lord to build a fortress in the wilderness. Because I've had enough of Whitestone, I don't want to be trapped in Whitestone like this for the rest of my life, I want to be free, I yearn for an adventurous life in the wilderness. But these undead skeletons have placed the altar in the Valley of the Dead, they are blocking our exit, and if we want to be free, if we want to venture into the wilderness, we have to smash these nasty skeleton shelves!"

"Break them, break them!" someone shouted.

"Build a city, build a city!"

With a wave of her hand, Mowglitte took out the golden ring. Soon a busy construction site appeared in the wilderness. The adventurers worked together to create a fortress in the wilderness. This fortress was much larger than the previous one, three times larger.

"Speed, all we need now is speed!" the gray dwarf's mind usually fell on Materazzi, hovering in mid-air, watching the movements of the Valley of the Dead.

Suddenly, two teams of white skeleton knights rushed out of the Valley of the Dead, and their rumbling sound could be heard from a long distance.

"Water, hurry up!" Angela suddenly shouted loudly, the height of the city wall at this time was only one meter, and such a height obviously did not meet the requirements of building a city.

"Water, water quickly, only by blocking the impact of the skeleton knight, we can continue to build the city!" Morwritte immediately understood what Angela meant, and he gave the order without hesitation.

Soon white columns of water poured on the newly built city wall, and the wall more than one meter high soon turned into a shining ice edge.