Chapter Seventy-Four: Dwarves

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, there is a small crater lake frozen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 Deep at the bottom of the lake gurgling and tumbling crimson magma, like another mirror world, the heat generated by it cannot shake the ice that has been condensed by the severe cold, and the wonder of the region is unimaginable.

Fierce winds and blizzard particles wreak havoc on the mountaintops, and the night ruthlessly robs the visible sight, and the surrounding environment is extremely harsh.

The petite figure circled unharmed in his magical trench coat, and anxiously advised: "Little liar, be careful not to slip! ”

Changtian was shirtless, revealing the strong and dark abdominal muscles of his upper body, standing in the cold wind and wielding a wooden sword, facing the severe test of the blizzard. He was so frozen that he couldn't open his mouth, but the stubbornness in his bones that he didn't admit defeat drove him to persist again and again, even if his body lost consciousness......

This is Wu Er's request to him, because he was opportunistic when confronting the tree man, he did not use his sword skills to challenge the opponent after drawing his sword, but used the special saplings grown from the wood body as a means to let the tree man go, which fell in Wu Er's eyes, and he was quite angry.

It's right to be clever, but it's not good to cover up your own shortcomings. Therefore, in order to punish him, Wu Yi made him an opponent with a blizzard on the top of the snowy mountain, until he could find a flaw in the wind and cut off the stream.

There is no guidance, no tips, and the difficulty factor is on the high side.

The answer given by Changtian is no, in his dictionary, sooner or later he will have to die, why not let it go......

It's cold...... It feels like the soul is about to sublimate!

Where is the flaw in the wind? How can you break the flow with a sword without a sharp edge...... Is this dead girl playing with me?

Changtian's consciousness was as weak as a candle flame, and his body repeated the slashing action without heeding, without stopping for a moment.

Pami Wind was anxiously by his side, not helping much.

It turned out that the reason why Changtian and Yun Zongtian had to sleep when it was dark was that they had to return to the Hell Tempering Level to complete the tempering given by Wu Er, which was a mandatory rule.

The old city of Parthenon, the central street.

Erin sat next to the campfire, her eyes staring at the flames in a daze, she was worried about the safety of Brother Parrott and Sister Ivy, and now she couldn't act on her own to save people.

The caring Alan picked a bouquet of flowers out of nowhere, handed it to her, and said with a smile: "Princess Irene, everything will be fine!"

"Hmm...... Thank you, Brother Ellen!"

"I'm your princess, and I don't know how to send me flowers!"

"Aren't you a fan of flowers?"

"Then I've changed now, okay? Don't sit here, it's a ladies' seat here!"

Iyeta snatched the flowers from Elan's hand, and when she smelled them, she was refreshed, and the fragrance always healed women's hearts and made them very gentle. However, the hapless Alan touched the ashes and retreated in disarray.

Erin pulled Ieta over and whispered, "Don't do this!"

Ieta didn't care, she was a little jealous of Irene's charm, and muttered to herself, why didn't anyone pursue me?

As he walked in and out of the stone houses, he chose a few well-furnished stone houses as a base and used the heat from the torches to wash the interior of the house, which, in his words, would remove the smell of decay.

"Brother Cohen, you and Leo can choose a stone house to rest!"

"Wait for Oakes and Ornia to come back, and Alan, you will be responsible for informing them that the room behind the red maple tree is reserved for them. ”

"I have placed Prince Yunzhong in the room next to the Silver King, and he will be taken care of by you Allen!"

"As for Changtian, I carried him to the stone house opposite and put him on the bed. They were all crammed together with the Silver King and the Emperor Milière, and it was not convenient to take care of them......"

"Princess Irene, Princess Iyeta, I have cleaned up the cabinet in the Imperial House, and I can see the garden when I open the window, I hope you are satisfied!"

Yan Huo is simply a good man in the new century, who worked tirelessly to arrange food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and also took over the task of cleaning, and worked for two hours. He didn't know what he could do, at least take care of the emergency in front of him.

Cohen looked up tiredly, tried to smile, and said slowly, "Thank you!"

"No thanks, we are now comrades on one front and must learn to rely on each other. Know that one's power is limited......"

"The proverb is right! We can't go on like this. Augustine, who was looking out from the stone roof, shouted.

"What the hell are you doing up there, what's there to see in the middle of the night!" Alan asked, opening his voice.

"I'm in contact with someone! don't interfere with me, you little knight, you princess still protect you!"

"I'll face you ...... later"

Yan Huo looked at the two living treasures with a wry smile, and got some relief from it. This trip to Pascal's empire was an unexpected experience for him.

Augustine held up the communication card, and had no time to pay attention to what was being discussed, presumably chatting about Caesar's strategy. The communication card is a common communication tool, equivalent to a wireless telephone, originating from the Atlantean Empire.

Kapobei are not dead creatures, but real living beings, except that they are generally retracted into their shells to sleep in a state of standby, and once someone sends a communication, they will drill out of the shell, stretch out their snail-like tentacles to connect with the signal, and then completely convey the sound of the other end.

Their eyes grow beneath their tentacles, like cat's eyes with two pupils narrowed into a line, and of course these vary depending on the species, including the pattern and color of the shell.

The maintenance of Kapobei is also very difficult. In order to keep it alive, you need to feed it a pill made from a special plant.

The moonlight at midnight was as white as a white cloth pouring in the wind.

The proverb is telling little stories to amuse them, and in this way to ease their uneasiness.

Because no one went into the house to sleep, it was probably difficult to sleep, and although the hormones in the body were out of balance, the bloodshot eyes were enough to indicate that the fatigue had accumulated to the point where they could produce sleepiness, and the complexion on everyone's face was not very good.

"We're going to use this as a base!" Augustine came down.

"Base?" Alan was puzzled.

"I mean, we use the ancient city of Parthenon as a base to expand our fighting power, so that we can have the capital to deal with Caesar. Augustine explained figuratively.

"How many of us are there in combat...... There are not enough people to form an army!" Yan Huo couldn't think of why.

Augustine pointed to the air, drew a circle with his finger, and immediately saw a deep blue void open up in space. Next, little men came out of the void......

Erin covered her mouth in surprise and sighed, "Dwarven Forge?"

Yanhuo consciously gave way to the dwarves, looked at Augustine with admiration, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Where did you invite such a powerful little army......

Before and after, there were no more dwarves than no less than in the ancient city of Parthenon, a full thirty-six.

They were uninhibited and shouted for freedom with joy.

Augustine swayed his index finger negatively from side to side, pretending to cough a few times, and corrected in a slow tone: "No!