Dwarven War (7)

Xia Feng pressed his hand tightly on the book, and suddenly pressed it downward, there was a crisp sound, and the cover of the book was broken into several pieces, and the ghost slave gasped, glaring at Xia Feng angrily and sadly, knowing that he was angry because he blamed himself for breaking the magic crystals, but Xia Feng didn't say anything, but gently scratched those magic crystals aside, and picked up another ordinary-looking hardcover book hidden underneath.

Ima suddenly realized: "I see, even if someone finds this place, it is possible that they will not be able to discover this secret because they can't bear to destroy that magic crystal." ”

"You think everyone is a ghost slave, and they treat magic crystals as treasures. Xia Feng did not forget to sarcastically and sarcastically mock him anytime and anywhere, so being so mean was unimaginable to outsiders, so sometimes they might have deliberately led him to scold.

"This thing is just to protect the real book below from being corroded by years of time. ”

After the lesson, Xia Feng didn't open the book immediately, but said to the ghost slave, "You don't like the lack of light in this, do you?"

The ghost slave turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to him, but found that no one had paid attention to him for a long time, and he couldn't help but look back a little dejectedly, and then he saw the most beautiful color he had ever seen in his life - in front of him was a beautiful necklace made of aqua blue magic crystals, crystal clear, as if with life, and there was a pendant that was also blue below, and the ghost slave happily took it from Xia Feng's hand and stroked it lovingly.

"For you, don't be angry!" Xia Feng said with a smile, seeing his extremely happy appearance, he couldn't help but feel sad for him, these hundreds of years of lonely life are something that these people can never imagine, and this must be his only sunshine.

The ghost slave was very careful, and carefully hung the necklace around his neck, and happily turned around to show off to Ima, only to find that he was staring at his necklace with his mouth wide open and unresponsive.

Do?

Although he couldn't express it, the ghost slave took a big step back in fear, and put his hands in front of his chest.

It wasn't until the light of the necklace disappeared in front of her eyes that Ima regained her voice, and her hands held up her chin that almost fell to the ground: "Master, you want my life, it's ......unreasonable."

"Get out!" Xia Feng coldly spat out a word.

Ima reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead, not caring about Xia Feng's attitude at all, and only caring about the necklace wholeheartedly.

The necklace was made of the magic crystal that had just been shattered, right?

It's perfectly acceptable for whole crystals to be powdered and stale, but how can they be repolymerized into crystals?

It was a miracle that defied the laws of nature and relied entirely on the creator's own magical abilities, and it took less than a minute - well, they didn't know anything about Xia Feng Yanhua's abilities, and they resigned themselves to their fate.

"The ability I have shown, one day you must achieve it unconditionally, otherwise you really should die. Xia Feng still smiled like that, his tone seemed to be understated, but the person listening to it understood that this was an irrefutable order, "And the ability I haven't used is beyond your reach, and when I really want to use it, maybe ......"

He didn't say anything else, and it was the first time he had talked about 'power' in front of the people of the Phantom Starry Sky, which he had been secretive about before.

Ima looked at Xia Feng's back in a daze, and said in a low voice, "There won't be that day." ”

"Of course," Xia Feng smiled brightly, "I still have you!, well, let's see what is in this book." ”

The low-pressure atmosphere that even the ghost slaves felt was broken in an instant, and as Xia Feng opened the book, the air around him seemed to flow normally again.

The hard cover was slowly opened, and white light shot out from the gaps, and when the book was opened, a completely three-dimensional picture unfolded in front of him, it was a huge building, Xia Feng recognized it as a model of this labyrinth at a glance.

The ghost slave screamed in surprise and circled around it.

Xia Feng slowly turned the pages of the book, and the images in the air kept changing, showing the specific form of this underground city labyrinth from various angles. Turning to the last page, two lines of ancient words come into view: The enemy is coming, for the survival of future generations, I will make a final effort, for the sake of our faith, and protect the future with our lives.

Who is the enemy?

Xia Feng closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Mahal's army reached the periphery of Mount Noah at dawn, but they were greeted not by the battlefield, but by a calm breeze, where was the enemy?

Mu Li, who was dressed in a black samurai suit, had beautiful long hair combed into two ponytails, her face was pale and bloodless, she stood in the wind, like a beautiful bird, she could spread her wings and fly high at any time, and she could never be found again.

Meiyin looked at her like this not far away, her fear swelled uncontrollably in her heart, and the day passed in a hurry, Mu Li never mentioned Xia Feng from beginning to end, and it was precisely because of this that she became more and more worried. With her immature shoulders, slender figure, and silent posture, Mei Yin really wished she could stand by her side and bear it for her.

"Miss......"

"Hmm!" Mu Li replied in a low voice, turned his head, and looked at Meiyin, who had lost a lot of smiles, "You only have a thousand warriors available, and you must control the command center of the dwarf clan within half an hour of receiving the signal, and none of Hopro and his subordinates can be let go." ”

didn't seem to see Meiyin's uneasiness, and Mu Li mechanically explained her task.

"I understand, Miss......" Meiyin lowered her head again and again, not knowing how to speak.

Mu Li understood her worries, but she didn't care, and she didn't know how to comfort her, because even she herself was in chaos, so she had to walk over with a smile and pat her arm.

"Be careful, go ahead!"

The smile was as light as a feather, as light as a breeze, and I couldn't feel any emotion, not even emotion.

Miin lost all her happy mood, and hugged her head irritably as she watched her back go away without wanting to explain more.

Come back, master, you can't stand it!

That kind of Dongfang Mu Li, although she looks confident and strong, is she very scared in her heart, the worried person has no news at all, but she faces everything with silence and puts all her energy into the battle, but such a meaningless and small-scale war can't even carry one percent of her ability and wisdom, so what about extra energy?

That's the most dangerous, and Miin even has the terrifying feeling that she would inflict anger and anxiety on her enemies.

Hoplo pressed all his forces on Mount Noah, but he didn't know that Dongfang Mu Li had already brought the selected two hundred dwarven warriors to his rear, and was ready to destroy the raw material source base of the dwarven manufacturing industry, Mount Rushmore.

According to her plan, she took advantage of the emptiness in the rear of Hoplow to first destroy their headquarters, and then control the army, and then the battle would naturally be over, which was also the plan with the least bloodshed.

Giving Miin the task of attacking the command and bringing someone to destroy the iron ore mines of Mount Rushmore herself, it is clear that Miin is right to be worried, and she needs to use this unprecedented scale of destruction to vent all the bad emotions that have accumulated in her heart.

"Lord Dongfang, are you really going to blow up this place?" Ron who was following her couldn't believe such a decision, if he did, then the price they paid would be too great.

"War is inherently cruel...... What's there to hesitate?" Mu Li saw his thoughts, and said with a sneer, "What you should have thought of when you decided to go to war, including Hoplo, if you don't pay a price, you will never understand how precious peace is......"

“...... But...... We're here to ......" Although I don't understand why she felt like this, Ron felt very aggrieved, "We ...... because we believe in you"

"That's not a reason, you're of the same kind, what's not to sit down and discuss together? Maybe this time the fundamental fault lies with Hoplo, but you're equally responsible. ”

Mu Li would not have half mercy, and it was impossible to care about what their war was for.

The mistakes they made should be borne by themselves, and any other reason is an excuse, not to mention that they deserve to die if they lose their own patriarch.

"What, you're scared?"

“......”

Ron was speechless, he only knew that as the best craftsmen in the world, if the dwarves did not have iron ore, they would have no foundation for survival, and their very existence would be challenged. Rely on the iron ore provided by others to make weapons, and they will always be at the mercy of others.

"I can tell you that blowing up the iron ore in Mount Rushmore doesn't really mean much, or at all, except to teach you a lesson. ”

It seemed that his words were not ruthless enough, and Mu Li hit even harder.

Ron opened his mouth wide in shock, trying to say something, but couldn't find his own voice, it was meaningless, she said that it was pointless to blow up their existence?

Mu Li finally turned around, looked down at Ron who was almost crying, wanted to laugh but was not in such a good mood, and said indifferently: "Okay, don't look dead and make me look sick." Don't worry, since I can blow this place, I'll be able to restore it to its original appearance, and even give you a better, more advanced iron mine. I just want to distract Hoplo for a moment and create an opportunity for Mion to take command without a hitch. And then when it's all over, he will naturally find out that there is nothing to worry about when Mount Rushmore is bombed, this is a natural product, and it can be completely rebuilt in the future, and all I want is the effect of shocking the dwarves at the moment of the explosion, just like you are now, because of the special significance of Mount Rushmore to the dwarves and can't accept the fact that he was destroyed, as soon as the apocalyptic effect appears, it will naturally ignore other things, and then our opportunity will come. ”