The river channel hundreds of meters wide was flooded again, and the millions of dwarves at the back were swallowed up in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If there were no monsters at the bottom of the river, most of them would have escaped, but unfortunately there were strange monsters in the water, and there were monsters everywhere the river went, and the dwarves who were submerged in the water could not escape death.

The four fields were silent, and the turbulent river returned to dead silence. The large army had already moved away from here, and they had climbed over the mountains and far bypassed the Great Peak.

I flapped my wings and flew through the black clouds over the Devil's River to the forefront.

There are still endless mountains ahead, but they don't stand in the way of the dwarves, they just need to climb over them.

The Dwarven Elder wasn't dead either, but as if he was about to run out of oil, he lay motionless on the filthy plank that the leaders carried, only occasionally looking ahead.

He didn't even have the strength to cough.

I went to look at him, and I saw that his face was as white as a dead corpse, and the blood vessels all over his body were protruding, as if the blood in his body was about to rush out.

And he couldn't eat, so he could only drink water to stay alive.

This man is on the verge of extinction, and I don't know how long he will last.

The large procession marched slowly, over mountains and over canyons, occasionally stopping at the plains for repair, and occasionally encountering monsters.

I've always protected them, but every moment there are still people who die from behind. Many of them were frail and could not stand the toss, and died while walking.

Or suddenly a monster rushes out, picks up a few people and runs, making people unguardable.

Almost everyone is numb to such stop-and-go, and they won't take a second look even if someone suddenly falls next to them.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone was moving blindly in despair, and if I hadn't kept the time in mind, I wouldn't have believed that it had been almost a month since we entered the Devil's River.

The sky was still dark ahead, and the distant exit was unknown, and at this time, the tens of millions of dwarves faced the biggest problem.

The dry food ran out, and so did the water.

The water of the Devil's River is undrinkable, and the dwarves have exhausted the water source of food they carry with them. I tried to use my water magic to control a rain, but in the end it was just a light rain, which was completely not enough for so many dwarves.

This devil Hanoi, even the magic element is too scarce, and my magic can't be unleashed.

This is by far the biggest problem, the export is unknown, but the food source is gone.

After another three days, I noticed that some of the dwarves had begun to eat the flesh of the dead.

When a dwarf dies and falls, a group of dwarves next to him immediately rush up, drink blood and cut flesh, and eat it raw on the spot.

This shocked me, but I was powerless to stop it. I feel like they're going to have a mental breakdown, and if they do, they're going to die.

When I told the elder about this, his cloudy eyes darkened, and he just nodded slightly.

Seven days later, the phenomenon of cutting meat and eating has completely spread, at first it is to eat dead people's flesh, but after all, there are not many dead people, and later, the living people began to feed each other blood and cut meat, which is a very smart practice, and it is also a **** naked and terrifying practice.

The smell of blood was always in the midst of the huge "ant colony", and the painful groans of the dwarves spread across the banks of the Devil's River.

There are more and more monsters that smell blood, they are creatures of the world of the dead, they are not afraid of dragons, and some even follow the dwarves, and when they are hungry, they immediately take a dwarf in their mouths and devour them.

I saw with my own eyes a round creature shaped like an eyeball, following the group for five days, eating a mouth full of blood foam, but no dwarf paid attention to it, and everyone followed the elder numbly.

I had to clean up the monsters and the rest of the things I couldn't do.

After another month, I flew up into the sky to look down at the snake-like colony below, and was horrified to find that the colony had been reduced by half.

A small half represents at least three million dwarves!

Every day, while walking forward with such numbness, death came quietly, and even I didn't care, but I didn't expect that three million people had died.

I spoke to the elder again, but he seemed stupid at this point, and he didn't move without looking at me, only a faint breath showed that he was still alive.

The leaders next to me were also exhausted, and they didn't have any energy to take care of me, and they only sobered up when they ate meat.

It can't go on like this, many dwarves will die every day, and we don't know where the exit is, and if we go for another month, I'm afraid most of them will die.

Fortunately, I was still in good spirits, and I wouldn't starve to death without food for months, so I had to do something.

I teleported to a huge mountain a hundred miles ahead, the highest mountain in the vicinity, and the dwarves would pass through the foothills.

Here I look ahead, and in front of me there are endless mountains and valleys, but the green forests are filled with a dark dead air.

There is no export at all.

I took a deep breath and continued to teleport, I'm afraid that I had teleported nearly a thousand kilometers, but the bad environment was still the same, as if I had been standing still.

The world of the dead cannot be viewed from a realistic point of view, the entrances are all false cliffs, and the exits must be unusual, and it is impossible to get out if you keep walking blindly.

I need valuable information.

With that in mind, I flew high into the air and let out a dragon's roar towards the boundless land below.

The mighty dragon is like a thunderbolt, swept down from above, the water of the Devil's River is boiling, and there are obviously countless monsters fleeing for their lives in the river.

This is a very risky move, I have already disturbed the world of the dead by roaring the dragon like this, and perhaps a strong dead person is coming.

But I had to take a risk, I needed to meet the intelligent creatures of the world of the dead.

Spread out and stay as far away from the dwarven hordes as I could in the air, I waited quietly for the intelligent creatures of the world of the dead.

After a few breaths, a terrifying death rush from a dark forest behind me, a no-nonsense one-hit, a dead man trying to kill me.

I snorted coldly in my heart, and flew towards that side, avoiding the dead air, and then opened my mouth to be a dragon's breath.

The blue dragon's breath is not ordinary living magic, this is the origin magic of the dragon clan, and I believe the dead will also be worried.

Sure enough, the dead breath drifted away, and the dragon's breath swept into the forest below, instantly lighting a monstrous fire, rushing to the deepest part of the forest with the momentum of a spark burning the plain.

However, several dead qi rolled out from the depths, forcibly extinguishing the dragon's breath, and the jungle was covered in darkness, and there was no more movement.

I stood high in the air, looking down and not saying a word.

Soon, there was a sound of chains, and suddenly a huge thing jumped out of the forest, but it was an orc wrapped in chains.

He was 100 meters tall, with a beast face and a human body, like a minotaur with fangs. Even his fingers were wrapped in chains, and the monstrous evil qi was imprisoned in his body.

This is probably a minotaur in ancient times, in ancient times, orcs were also the overlords of the continent, but now they have become elves.

I frowned and stared at him, his strength was terrifying, maybe on par with me. However, the aura in his body is too terrifying, and I feel that the iron chain has suppressed his strength, and if the iron chain is broken, he may be comparable to a dragon.

I stared silently, he jumped into the air, raised his arm, and smashed the iron chain dozens of meters long between his fingers! )