A dazzling glow emanated from Reilly's body, condensing into a dragon behind him!

It was a magnificent dragon, covered in golden scales that radiated a soft glow. Unlike the bat-like membranous wings of a normal dragon, his wings are angel-like wings.

When the dragon appeared, everyone's minds were filled with the concept: he was the light!

There was a dazzling glint in the dragon's eyes, and the phantom of Drakazan immediately melted like ice and snow in the scorching sun.

The Troll Priest looked at the Spirit Reservoir in amazement and said, "Drakazan's soul has been absorbed by the Hallow!"

Quicksand gave Rayleigh a deep look and asked, "That dragon just now is the dragon of light you are talking about?"

"Who knows?" said Reilly, smiling mysteriously, "The question now is, how to use this spirit storage jar?"

Two rays of light shot out of quicksand's eyes, shining on the spirit storage jar.

Seeing the luster reflected back from the Spirit Storage Jar, the girl nodded and said, "This is an intermediate sacrifice. ”

"If you refine Drakazan's soul and dedicate it to Zuka, you can resurrect it. Reilly said with a smile.

Hearing this, the troll priest hugged the spirit storage jar tightly, revealing an expression that he would not let go even if he died.

Richard glanced at Reilly helplessly and said, "Didn't you already decide what it was for?"

"Once Zuka is resurrected, the Troll Empire will be reborn, and we will have a reliable ally. Reilly pointed at the berserkers and said, "You've seen the power of the Troll Hunters. On the battlefield, their spears can kill most regular units, including heavy cavalry. ”

The Troll Priest said with a serious face, "As long as Zukka can be resurrected, the Troll Empire will become your most loyal ally." ”

Richard smiled noncommittally, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Reilly shrugged his shoulders and said to the troll priest, "I guess you're going to have to give them some tangible benefits. ”

The Troll Priest's face changed for a moment, and he said, "You ...... You can take the Three Sacred Weapons away!" "The current troll clan, only the Three Holy Weapons can handle it.

Richard pondered for a moment and said, "Let me see what the other two holy artifacts are." ”

The troll priest nodded, and led the group to a small hall behind the altar. The statue of Zuka has also been vandalized, revealing a wall behind it.

The Troll Priest opens the mechanism, revealing a small space behind the wall, where a sealed copper bottle is inscribed with several ancient troll words: Blood of the Holy Spirit.

"It's Zouka's blood. The Troll Priest explained, "In the Imperial Age, the High Priest had to take the blood of the Holy Spirit in order to communicate with Zuka and possess some of its powers. ”

Richard was surprised and delighted, the blood of this powerful existence has a wide range of uses, and it is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought.

"These blood of the Holy Spirit can be used in the ritual of resurrecting Zuka. Reilly's words were like a scoop of cold water poured on Richard's head.

Seeing Richard's dissatisfied, the troll priest hurriedly said, "There's a third artifact!

He then led the people to the sacrificial quarters and entered the stone hall dedicated to the high priest. There is a stone table dedicated to the sacristy with a huge piece of parchment on it.

As soon as he saw the parchment, Richard let out an exclamation: "The Book of Bearers!"

Seeing his expression, the troll priest breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, the artifact had already impressed Richard.

Three days later, the crowd returned to the temple of Zuka. During this time, Ray used Zuka's blood to draw a huge magic circle, and the trolls worked overnight to make a new Zuka statue and place it at the center of the magic circle.

Reilly stood in front of the altar, chanted a long incantation, and then waved the sacred wood in his hand vigorously!

In the next moment, a massive amount of faith power shot out from the sacred wood and poured into Zuka's statue. The magic array on the ground was getting brighter and brighter, and it exuded a powerful aura.

When all the power of faith in the sacred tree was infused into the statue, a great will descended.

"Traveler from another world, thank you for giving me a new lease of life. A majestic voice rang out in Reilly's consciousness, a spiritual exchange, and no one could tell what was being said.

"You're welcome, your believers have already paid them, so you don't owe me anything. Reilly smiled and said, "Moreover, presiding over this resurrection ceremony will also be of great benefit to myself. ”

"So, would you like to be an ally with me and work together to develop this vast land?"

"That's exactly what I was hoping for. ”

After concluding an alliance with Zuka, Reilly left Jubvar with the Holy Wood, the Spirit Jar, and the Maple Amber and returned to the place where the noble coalition was stationed.

By this time, the army had completed its rest. When Richard and Reilly returned, the people began to move westward again. After dealing with several groups of blind horse bandits on the road, a gray ribbon came into people's sight.

That's the Pale Heights.

Through the dragonfly's vision, Reilly was able to see a clear line of demarcation, dividing the land into two worlds, red and pale. Even Reilly, who has lived in the information age since childhood, can't help but applaud this miracle of nature in his heart.

On the second day after entering the Pale Heights, Reilly and the others saw a rock fortress unique to the dwarves on a hill. The meaning of its appearance here is to declare this place to the world as the territory of the dwarven race.

A head wearing a steel helmet poked out from the top of the fortress, accompanied by a loud voice characteristic of the dwarves: "Humans, I see you! This is the land of the dwarves, you must leave at once! Otherwise, I will give you a taste of iron sand, so that you will remember your determination not to underestimate the fire beard!"

The dwarf spoke the lingua franca of humanity, and it was clearly not the first time he had interacted with a human. Hearing his voice, the human nobles suddenly burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers!

It's really a dwarf! It's really a dwarf country! The whimsical plan of the Avenue of Fortune has really come true!

The nobles hugged each other, let out a roar of excitement, and then invariably threw their weapons into the air.

Seeing this, Richard and Reilly instantly used several protective spells to protect those overexcited nobles. Quicksand, Essien, and Clark are also busy blessing them with divine magic. The weapons that flew into the sky were all high-end goods, and many of them had attributes such as Demon Breaking and Armor Piercing. Once they fall, the fighting spirit of those noble lords cannot be stopped.

The coalition forces were in chaos, but the dwarves on the fortress were frightened. The dwarf next to Firebeard shuddered, and the musket in his hand spewed out a cloud of black smoke and rolled into the sky. The sound of gunfire drowned out the cheers, and many nobles, believing that they had been attacked, subconsciously entered the fighting mode, and some even began to check whether they had been shot.

On the fortress, Firebeard roared angrily at the dwarf next to him, "Copperbeard! you idiot, why are you shooting?!oh, my beard...... What do I see!?"

At this time, countless warriors appeared behind the nobles, and in the blink of an eye they filled the road.

"Oh my beard! There are at least 3,000 people on the other side!"

"Three thousand, hurry up and call the police!"

"Nonsense! There are at least 5,000 people on the other side!"

"No matter how many people there are, I, Black Iron, will blow their heads with a musket!"

Immediately there was a commotion in the fortress, and the dwarves glared at the formation of the coalition forces, and then extended their muskets out of the firing holes.

Reilly quietly pushed Richard, they weren't here for war, it was time for the leader to speak.

Richard walked alone, until he was less than fifty meters from the fortress, and said loudly: "My name is Richard! I am here for spirits and friends! Excuse me, which tribe are you warriors?"

The dwarves discussed it for a while, and finally Firebeard, who was standing at the top of the fortress, came forward and said, "This is the territory of the Forge Kingdom, where the descendants of the great Dora and the Anvil live! Humans, since you are here for sake and friends, why do you bring so many troops? Of course, no matter how many of you are, you can't scare the children of Anvil!"

Richard smiled and said, "We came from the far east, and we have traveled through the whole bloodstained land to get here! Without the protection of these warriors, we would not have been able to come to the land of the dwarves. ”

Firebeard hesitated for a moment and said, "There are many liars among the human race, I don't believe you!"

Undeterred, Richard continued, "Humans aren't all liars, and the Thunderhammer Tribe has established a close cooperative relationship with us humans. If Thunderhammer can trust humans, why can't the Crucible? I think it's good for both of us to be friends. Of course, if the Furnace rejects a friend from afar, we can also go to Thunderhammer. ”

Firebeard snorted and said, "How can that small tribe of Thunderhammer be compared to the mighty Furnace? It's just a tribe, and the Furnace is a kingdom! However, I can't be the master of whether or not to be friends with you, it is up to the king to decide." ”

Richard nodded, and said, "All right, then I'll go and meet your king." ”

"But the army you brought with you will stay outside the Crucible!" roared Firebeard. Seeing that there were more and more soldiers in the coalition army, he was also a little panicked in his heart.

"No problem. Richard immediately told the troops to stop, look for a suitable place to camp outside, and wait for news. At the same time, people were sent to inform the logistics troops, asking them to move quickly and send over the supplies that were ready to be traded.