Donner, of course, will be careful of those dwarves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ever since he started working with the Far North, he has always been on guard. This kind of wariness became even deeper after the Council of Elders of the Far North made it clear with him in the second year of the new calendar.

Since that year, the so-called "Special Zone Defense Base", which had been located outside the town of Mist, has been moved to a secret stronghold more than a hundred kilometers south of the Avery Industrial Zone. The army of magicians led by Sam has now expanded to more than 600 people.

Among these 600 people, the first batch of 132 people directly recruited from the Santan Academy of Magic and Magic nine years ago had already been promoted to level 6 mages, and the remaining 500 people had been promoted to level 3 mages one after another after the formation of the potions cultivation base in Ovye Province in recent years.

In just nine years, there are only more than 600 people, even with Donner's personal guidance, only a few people such as Sam have mastered the fourth-level magic, and with this combat power alone, whether it is facing the threat of the Far North Country, the Knight Federation or the Magic Continent, there is no ability to resist.

However, only a very small number of people know that a small number of high-precision parts produced by the Aili Machinery Factory were secretly transported downstream through the Isa River to the secret stronghold that did not have a name for the time being.

There, an army of magicians, who are also mechanically proficient, will assemble the parts and turn them into machines that no one in this world has ever seen.

And with the help of these magic energy machines and magic arrays, the actual combat effectiveness of this special army of more than six hundred people was far higher than their mage level. As for how high it should be, Donner thinks it would be better to know the answer later.

Because the longer it drags on, the more help the Avery Industrial Zone can give to this army.

Very few people know this secret, but they definitely can't hide it from Lisa. It's just that, from Lisa's standpoint, he may feel that Donner is not prepared enough.

However, she suddenly ran around and said these few words without beginning or end, and what really affected Donner was the story about Sandru the Dragon Rider.

Did Sandru learn dragon magic from Peter?

Is this Peter the same Peter?

Sandru was no more than 3,000 years old at most, how could he have seen Peter alive?

If it was really Peter who taught spiritual magic to Sandru and asked him to overthrow the Holy See, then what was Peter's purpose?

Don't......

Donald sat at his desk, his eyes slightly closed, his brow furrowed.

Did Peter have already received the details of his plan from the Doctor? He lived until more than 3,000 years ago, when he gave Sandru the mission of overthrowing the Holy See to help him escape from the surveillance of the Jingwei?

Donner got up and walked out the door. He was going to ask Lisa what else Sandru had told her.

......

"10,000 years of reincarnation, the blood of the alien race, the direction guided by irises, the other side of liberation......" Lisa stood in the square in the east area of the Aili Industrial Park, looking at the new trebuchet being assembled in the factory, as if she was looking at a non-existent point in the air.

She lost her mind for only a few seconds, then turned to look at Donner with a smile and said, "That's what Peter said to my great-grandfather, but maybe it's all his own hallucination......"

Donner's face was very unsightly. Anyone who hears this specious statement may think that this is nothing more than the hallucination of some madman.

Donner is the only one who doesn't see it that way. Because in this passage, a very crucial word appears: irises!

The irise, the relic of his "mother" whom he had never met, was a silver iris except for the letter written in the Caesian language.

Donner couldn't believe that it could be a coincidence that Peter's last words and the iris in his mother's token appeared at the same time.

But what does it really mean?

The small silver fleur-de-lis had long since been regarded as an insignificant object by Donner, and he had left it somewhere in Persson, Nice, or the Emerald Harbor before leaving for the Magic Continent. More than twenty years later, it is impossible to find it again anyway.

However, Donner couldn't figure out how a little nobleman's daughter in the north of the Kaios continent could have anything to do with St. Peter?

10,000 years of reincarnation, the blood of an alien race, the direction guided by irises, and the other side of liberation.

Are these four words a riddle that Peter passed on to himself through the mouth of Sandru, and if so, what do they mean?

10,000 years of reincarnation refers to the reincarnation of the Doctor?

And what is the blood of the alien race?

Is the direction of the iris the direction of the seven stars?

Is the other shore of liberation in the north guided by the seven stars of irises?

Could it be that north of the Far North Country, where magic crystals are abundant, and farther north than the Wasteland of Courage, something awaits you?

Alien Blood ......

Donner suddenly looked at Lisa, and he immediately understood why Lisa wanted him to be careful of those dwarves. When the two concepts of the north and the alien race appear at the same time, the first reaction of anyone will be dwarves and gnomes.

Lisa read Donner's emotions from the change in his expression, and said leisurely, "I don't know what these words mean, anyway, it's better to be careful of those dwarves." ”

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At noon, the 42nd street of Falling Rock City was crowded with people. The sound of the cliff street expanding a few kilometers away came from a distant place like the low roar of a beast.

A slightly tall figure by the standards of a dwarf, walking in the crowd. The off-white linen robe seemed to be ill-fitting, with a hood on top that obscured his face, and the corners of the robe at the bottom that covered his feet.

It was strange that passers-by might glance at the man, perhaps because he was neither as thin as a dwarf nor as burly as a dwarf.

But at last no one was suspicious enough to lift his hood and take a look, after all, it would be rude to do so.

At the entrance of Lane 21 of the street, the figure flickered and disappeared into the bustling crowd.

At the mouth of the alley, on the damp stone steps that stretched downward, a pair of feet much larger than those of a dwarf peeked out from under their robes. The owner of the feet walked all the way to the bottom of the stone steps, turned his head to look behind him, and made sure that no one was following him, before walking down a dark alleyway.

"Tuk ...... Tuk Tuk ...... Tuk Tuk ...... "After the knock on the door as agreed beforehand, a small wooden door opened in front of him.

Sunlight shines through the small round window into this small stone room, shining brightly where it hits, but darkening even darker in the dark.

"Marshall Knight, I've been waiting for you for three days......" An old voice sounded in the room.

The visitor lowered his hood, revealing a broad face that was completely different from that of the gnomes.

"Elder Spike, I've kept you waiting, Lord Jesse asked me to say hello to you. "The Marshall knight who spoke was also a dwarf, not a dwarf in the normal sense of the word, but a dwarfism among ordinary humans.