"Perhaps, these stone palatins came out of Uldaman. ”

With that in mind, Scott sat down at the table in the fireplace inn. As promised, a portion of Sersama's blood sausage made from the rump of old black charcoal and some other parts of the essence of the Roquemodan's endemic beast was delivered to Scott, along with a large glass of dwarven spirit, also aged.

"To our mighty warriors!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Vidra Fireplace raised his glass in honor of Scott, and the other dwarves similarly raised their glasses and drank them down.

Old Black Charcoal has been wreaking havoc around Sersama for many years, and it has already made the dwarves hate it to the bone, but compared to ordinary dwarves, the strength of Old Black Charcoal's fierce beasts is not necessarily an opponent even for the dwarven elite guards of Ironforge Castle, let alone in a country like Celsama.

Luckily, Scott passed by Sersamar, and the old black charcoal unfortunately had his meat. The body piqued Scotter's gastronomic cravings. Hope.

"Well, it's really flavorful!

Inserting a piece of Sersama's blood sausage, Scott swallowed it in one gulp, chewed it slightly and swallowed it in his abdomen, and immediately a slight heat derived from his abdomen, rushing to his throat with the pungency and roughness of the characteristic spice, as if it was about to squirt out.

What surprised Scott even more was that this heat did not completely dissipate, but was absorbed by his **, and an originally dim rune gradually became brighter.

After months of trekking in the wild, Scott gained a deeper understanding of his body, and after becoming the master of the battle fortress, a total of 108,000 smiling runes were engraved on the inside of his body, on the skin, internal organs, flesh, and bones, and at the same time, the Mithril badge replaced his heart and became the source of power for the blood to run.

From the Mithril badge, countless Mithril tentacles are derived, which are of the same origin as the blood vessels, from thick to fine, from the inside to the surface of the body, enveloping the whole body.

This unsuccessful operation through time and space caused Scott to extinguish more than 50,000 of the 108,000 runes on his body, and the Mithril tentacles on his body were also broken by nearly half, and even the beating times of the Mithril Badge as the source of bloodline power slowed down a lot.

So, when the dim rune brightened, so did Scott's eyes.

"My dear, am I going to be a foodie in the future?"

Suspicious, Scott once again inserted a piece of Sersamar's blood sausage into his mouth, and the heat was derived in the same way, but this time it did not light up the other runes, only made the original lighted runes brighter.

And the third bite of Sersama's blood sausage, although it still has the same taste and feeling, the runes have not changed in any way.

"It's not that simple. ”

"I think it's because the old black charcoal is a fierce beast, and the flesh and blood contain more energy and nutrients, so it will have such an effect. ”

"Perhaps, in the future, I should hunt more ferocious beasts, even legendary beasts, to eat. ”

Sweeping the Selsama sausage from his plate, Scott tilted his head and swallowed the dwarven spirits from the large wooden cup, burping the sky with a satisfied burp.

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After a night's rest in the Hearthplace Hotel, Scott set out on his way to Uldaman.

Actually, this road is two parallel lines from the original road to the old black charcoal cave, except that one is maintained by dwarven guards and the other is overgrown with wild grass, so there is a difference.

Walking along the road at a slower pace than his own running, Scott walked forward admiring the scenery on both sides of the road, and in the land of Roquemordan, the biosphere was completely different from that of Danmorrow. In addition to bears and wild boars, Roquemodan has crocodiles that Dan Morrow does not have, Rocques Madfish, and... Big spider!

These big creatures with thick, sticky spider silk behind their butts build nests in the woods of Lockmodan, hunt animals, breed, and even when these big spiders act collectively, even Lockmodan black bears have to dodge, otherwise more than half of them may be hunted by spiders, tied into mummies, and become food for small spiders.

However, these big guys are also one of the specialties of Sersama, only slightly inferior to Sersama's blood sausage. He didn't have the same elaborate method as Sersama's blood sausage, he only needed to grab a large spider, remove the fangs, head and buttocks, and then put the remaining chest and spider legs on the campfire to bake, and finally sprinkle a little salt, which is the famous Roquemodan roasted spider legs.

Before Scott left Sersama, he had roasted spider legs and charcoal-grilled spider cake for breakfast, which tasted crunchy and sweet, just like the roasted crab legs that Scott ate in his hometown of Roland Big 6.

"I, Grimlock, am the King!"

"King, King!"

"I, Grimlock, will destroy the dwarves!"

"Destroy the dwarves, destroy the dwarves!"

"I, Grimlock, am the greatest!"

"Great, great!"

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In less than half a day, according to Scott's footsteps, he had passed the vicinity of the cave of Old Black Charcoal, and was about to come to the Valley of the Stone Breaker, and a burst of the language of the Stone Palate Monster came from not far away.

"These stone palatins are still training?"

"That's not right!"

"This voice is not coming from the Valley of the Gravel Monsters!

Originally, he just wanted to laugh at it, but just judging the source and direction of the sound made Scott have a bad guess.

Turning around and disappearing into the woods, Scott watched the road from behind the bushes, and in just a few minutes, a horde of stone palatins rushed down the road, primitive and savage troglodists dressed in pieces of wood and animal skin, similar to armor, and each holding a huge, almost life-tall stone rod in their hands!

"They're going to attack Sersama!"

After a little thought, Scott determined the target of the stone palatin.

Due to their limited intelligence, the Palate Monsters are unable to design multiple trajectories, and their tyrannical personality and hatred for dwarves make them target only dwarven settlements, and the largest and closest dwarven gathering in the vicinity is Selsama.

"The dwarves of Sersama must be notified!"

Scott still has a good impression of Sersamar, the delicious food, the friendly crowd, all of which is naturally much better than letting the stone palatin destroy acetylene and turn it into ruins.

In addition, Scott felt from the talented stone palatin monster troops that the female stone palatin monster named Grimlock who took the lead had clearly reached the first stage of the legendary extreme body, and if he didn't help Sersama, the dwarves would have no chance to resist! )

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