Mowglitte helped the goblin Miki up, the cyan aura on his face became more and more intense, and the two slightly bulging eyes were tightly closed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info There is no sign that he is about to wake up, the gray dwarf has no way at all, he is only good at dealing with dark mines, if you give him those iron bumps, you will definitely be a pity to rest assured, he also knows those flames well, but those witches' methods, such as divination, detoxification, these seem really amazing to the gray dwarf, completely incomprehensible.

If only Blaney were there, Morgridet couldn't help but miss his fellow adventurers. The Grey Dwarf remembered that he had stumbled upon another of Blaney's identities last time, and that was the witch Rev of Whitestone. The Pale Head has three forms, and there's no reason why the last form lord would leave her idle. The purple Ghost Wind Bunny King's cloak on the witch's body was made by Mowglitte himself, and he would never be mistaken. If Reve were here, she wouldn't be as helpless as Morgridt.

"You can try to give him a little blood to bring him to his senses for a while!" Angela tentatively asked for Mowglitte's opinion.

"Are you sure?" the gray dwarf was a little undecided, and the witch's stuff made him feel a little uneasy.

"The forbidden spell, who can guarantee that it will be solved!" said Marcelo softly, standing on top of the flaming Hot Wheels, the young flame dancer also confused by the sudden turn of events, but he focused most of his attention on the leader of the adventurer's squad. As long as the gray dwarf was still standing in front of him, his confidence was still there, and it didn't seem too bad, because the forbidden spell was aimed at mages with powerful magical powers, at least in Antai's eyes, the diminutive gray dwarf was something to guard against.

"Give it a try, bloodletting isn't a big deal, just treat it as an injury. Nicholas has been glad that he couldn't hold back the fishy smell of milk tea just now, so he escaped. The forbidden spell is definitely a mage's nightmare, just look at Casamilo, who is now sweating profusely, and that feeling must be worse than death.

"Seventy percent, Morgritte, seventy percent of the moon stone miner's income, no problem. Casamilo suddenly shouted loudly in this direction.

"Insidious, Nima is too insidious. Morgaret couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart, it was obviously impossible for him to hide in a corner that Antai couldn't see at this time, he waved his hand and motioned for the other adventurer team members to continue what he had just done, and then stood up.

"We were just passing by, passing through. Morwritte laughed dryly, "Thanks for the hospitality, we'll be right away." ”

Antey had an expression on his face, and then glanced at Casamilo: "You're going to die of this heart, no one can save you at this time." ”

"That is, we don't get involved in the internal affairs of the Naval Alliance. We were just passing through. From time to time, Morwritte added a few words to express her sincerity.

Behind the gray dwarf, Elf Angela pulled out a small silver knife, a gadget made of Mithril by Morgritte, but the palm-sized, narrow blade glowed sharply. Angela carefully picked off Miki's earlobe, the wound was only three millimeters, but a blood mist burst out, and the blood mist emitted a fishy and smelly smell.

After the blood mist lifted, the goblins slowly opened their eyes of the earth. The adventurers couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"What about the Book of Elements?" Antey asked his former friend with a frown, after searching Casamilo's body to no avail.

Casamilo turned his head elsewhere, as if he hadn't heard it.

"I'm sure you must have carried it with you, you wouldn't have put it somewhere else, would you?" Antei took out the ring he had snatched from Casamilo's finger, "You don't want to leave something so valuable to someone else for safekeeping." ”

"That's my ring, without my mental power, you don't want to take out a hair inside!" Casamilo looked at Antai with disdain, who was greedily holding his ring.

"I know, he used to be your ring, but soon. He belongs to me. Antai held the ring in his hand high, and the words in his mouth were chanted, and then countless magic powers gathered towards the ring on his hand.

"What do you want to do?" Casamilo looked at Antai with windless hair, "Do you still want to erase the mark I left on the ring?" Casamilo's face was filled with disdain, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world. "I am a great water magic at the peak of silver, and if you want to erase the imprint of my spiritual power, you need at least the magic power of the peak of the gold level. ”

"Truly, if you don't give it a try, how do you know if it won't work?" Antai's face twisted and entangled, centered on the ring in his hand, a whirlpool of magic power gradually formed, a little suction appeared in the center of the whirlpool, and all the water magic that appeared nearby surged towards the center of the whirlpool.

The surging of mana from the vortex grew more and more terrifying, until Casamiro suddenly spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Impossible, impossible!" Casamilo looked at Antey in horror, "How could you possibly erase the imprint of the spiritual power I left on the ring!"

"In the eyes of Lord Death, nothing in this world is impossible. Antai proudly placed the ring in his hand on his left and right middle fingers, "Well, it doesn't fit, it's a little tight." When he decided to change his finger, he found that the ring was so tight that he couldn't get it off his left middle finger with great difficulty.

"Damn!" Antai was a little annoyed.

"It doesn't belong to you, it doesn't belong to you in the first place. Casamilo shouted angrily.

"It's okay, isn't it!" Antey happily flung her sweaty-soaked and slimy-looking hair to the back of her head, "It used to be yours, but now it's on my finger." ”

Antey raised a thick, short middle finger in front of Casamilo, with a Mithril ring on it. "The Book of Elements, I only care about the Book of Elements. Antai chanted a spell, and a mess appeared beneath his feet, with palm-sized, slightly transparent ore burying his feet directly.

"Look at what kind of you've hidden. Antai pulled his foot from the ore, "You're acting like a hillbilly from the swamp of the South, and you're not at all worthy of being a city dweller."

Before he could say anything, Antai flew up and kicked a man-sized ore on the ground into the air, and with a pop, it fell into the tumbling lava.