The vast Rocky Mountains, straddling in the middle of the continent of Hera, cut the continent in two. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Crossing the Rocky Mountains is almost unthinkable, and even the most powerful dragons are worried.

Now I want to return to my homeland with more than 10 million dwarves, and I really don't have any confidence in my heart. Fortunately, the Dwarven Elder pointed out the route, and that was Loki Devil's River.

I entered the mountain from the foot of the mountain, nearly 10,000 meters above the ground, and scanned the range as far as my eye could see with the strong eyesight of the dragons.

However, I didn't find the Rocky Devil's River, which runs through the Rocky Mountains, and its potential is unimaginable, if I could find it within a hundred kilometers.

I continued to dig deeper, not knowing if I was in the wrong direction, and I never found a big river.

Maybe the Devil's River is in the upper or lower section? This is the middle section, and the Devil's River is not found at all.

I didn't go any further, because it was already far from the foot of the mountain, and the sky was dark, and the mountains and valleys below were like monsters, exuding a cold chill.

There seemed to be no living creature in the Rocky Mountains, no birds flying or insects chirping, only lush trees standing in this dead graveyard.

It's very unreasonable, everything is mutually reinforcing, and just having plants can't continue, and I suspect that something is blocking my perception from discovering the creatures of the forest.

I didn't rush down and went straight back to the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, there were more and more dwarves, and the dwarves who fled from the plains of the city-state did not advance any further, and slept on the ground or went into the mountains to hunt.

This phenomenon will last for at least a few months, and it will take a few months before the team can be integrated into the mountain, and more than 10 million dwarves need to lead and the right path.

I pulled out the little hammer that the dwarven elders had given me, and asked the dwarves along the way, trying to find the leader of the area.

The dwarves were very excited and respectful when they saw the little hammer, and shouted to each other to take me to the leader of the place.

There were a lot of dwarves fleeing from different places, so there were at least a dozen chieftains, all helpless when they got together to discuss things.

When I arrived, they were all pleasantly surprised: "Is it Lord Ysera, I have heard that you will help us, thank you very much!"

Now is not the time to be polite, I look at these dozen leaders one by one, they are all about the same height, with solid muscles, they are the best and strongest dwarves, and they deserve to be the leaders.

And they were all swarthy, full of hair, even on their faces, so it was difficult for me to tell who was who, so I simply didn't ask for their names and gave instructions directly.

"The elder wants you to form a vanguard army to open the way, about a thousand people, go with me to find the Devil River first, otherwise tens of millions of clansmen will have no goal at all, and will only die alive in the mountains.

More than a dozen leaders all showed joy when they heard this: "It's still that the elder is powerful, why didn't we think of it?" It's just that the location of the Devil's River is vague, and the Rocky Mountains are so huge, how can we find it?"

The elders also don't know the specific location of the Devil's River, when the dwarven ancestors led 20 million people along the Devil's River through the Rocky Mountains, it seemed to be confused, and after passing through, 15 million people were missing, which is really terrifying.

I can't expect them to go to the Devil's River, I'll have to go out myself.

I said, "Now you form a vanguard, select the most elite warriors, and have all the weapons and food, and I will go to the Devil's River." ”

They were overjoyed, thanked them again and again, and immediately arranged for the selection of pioneers. The two or three hundred thousand dwarves here were also overjoyed when they heard the news, and they volunteered one after another, and the scene was so lively.

I didn't stop, I thought for a while and flew towards the upper section of the Rocky Mountains, flying nearly 10,000 meters, a little away from the middle section.

There are also dwarves everywhere, equally helpless, just waiting on the spot.

I went over to say hello first, and at the same time told the leaders of the place: "You must be active, contact all the leaders, take care of each other, and once the location of the Devil's River is determined, all of them will enter the mountain." ”

They are very obedient and contact the various chieftains, which is also a huge project, after all, there are dwarves everywhere from the upper to the lower sections.

I won't say anything more and go straight into the mountain.

The environment here is almost exactly the same as in the middle, full of mountains and valleys and dead jungles, and there is no life in sight.

I had traveled hundreds of kilometers and saw only a few streams and rivers, and there was no sign of the Devil's River at all.

It's not an option, even if I'm lightning fast, it's just a needle in a haystack.

Perhaps ask the natives here, there are many powerful creatures in the Rocky Mountains, and they may know the clues.

I landed immediately and stood on a high mountain.

Surrounded by deep canyons and streams, this high mountain is a great place, but unfortunately it is still quiet.

I walked down the rugged mountain road, looking around. Now you can find the birds and beasts in the forest, real living creatures, and even birds that look curiously and chirp from time to time.

I was even more surprised in my heart, the Rocky Mountains were so weird, I couldn't hear any movement in the sky, but when I came in, it seemed to be one, and I could feel the vitality of the mountains.

My perception emanated, and only two kilometers later I spotted a sapient creature, a giant toad, leaping towards me with its legs staring.

I could feel his magic, this was a brown-robed mage-level beast, it must be a hegemon-level existence in this area.

I teleported and stood on a tree above his head, and he jumped on the ground, and suddenly he stuck out his tongue, which was like a huge black cloth, and at once swept a bird the size of a head into his belly, and the action was very funny, but the damage was enormous.

I didn't look much at it, and was about to go down to catch him, but suddenly he turned around and ran, and his huge body like a bison was so fast that even the stones were broken.

The toad spotted me? I can't let him run, a teleportation is in front of him.

He snorted in fright when he saw me, and then applied the brakes suddenly, cutting two deep marks on the ground.

I smiled, "Don't get me wrong, I'm an elf, come and ask for directions." ”

He kept croaking and croaking several times, as if he was saying something, I was puzzled, he stretched out his webbing and scratched his throat before stammering, "You...... Get out of here, the night walkers are coming!"

Well?

I was even more puzzled, and he ignored me, jumped over me and jumped deeper into the jungle. I thought about following him, and soon saw him jump into a huge cavern, revealing only his two eyes.

I said, "I'm just asking for directions." ”

He seemed to settle down in the cave, and this time he looked at me, "Where are you from? The elves of the Rocky Mountains don't speak human language." ”

In fact, the strength has reached a point where it is easy to speak human words, it is just a human language magic.

But listen to him, the creatures of the Rocky Mountains don't speak human words.

I said, "I'm not going to hide it, I'm from the Elven Forest, and I've been traveling in the Terran Plains, and I'm tired and want to go back." Crossing the Rocky Mountains is the closest, so I'll give it a try. ”

After hearing this, he croaked and laughed: "You really don't know the height of the sky, you are naturally not in danger in this periphery, it is strange that you go to the depths and not be eaten alive." ”

He's right, but unfortunately I didn't discuss it with him.

I interrupted, "Thanks for the reminder, but I'm going to give it a try, I heard that there is a river that leads directly to the Elven Forest, called Loki Devil's River, you know?"

The toad looked dazed: "What the hell?"

I said Devil River, he didn't know, but he showed a frightened expression: "I almost forgot to talk to you, you hurry up and dodge, don't summon the night ghost, get out!"

He was terrified, and I frowned, and was puzzled, but I heard the rustling of leaves in the woods, and a cold wind blowing abruptly, with a foul stench.

The toad shrank his head and cursed in a low voice: "It's really tricked, get out of here!"

I seem to have hurt him, so I'll leave first. A teleportation appeared on a tree 100 meters away, and came face to face with the toad.

He glared at me, not daring to say anything, and looked nervously in one direction.

I also looked over, and saw a darkness rolling in, as if the sun's rays were converging inch by inch, reminding me of Lisa's dark realm passage.

Of course, it wasn't a black realm passage, or even magic, but it was weird, with a chill and a foul smell.

Soon, darkness completely enveloped the area, and countless chaotic footsteps appeared, coming from the darkness.

I couldn't help but be surprised that it was a large group of dwarves with stiff faces and thin muscles.

There were thousands of them, and the ranks were disorganized, most of them staggering as they walked, as if they were delirious, and they looked like they were starved alive.

This is the Night Wanderer?

They were no longer living creatures, but some strange revenant, wandering aimlessly, their eyes dim and thirsty, searching for food.

The toad clenched its neck and didn't dare to move. I didn't move in the trees, watching them pass below me one by one and disappear into the deeper jungle.

It was long before the toad jumped out and yelled at me, "You who suffered a thousand knives, almost killed me!"

I smiled faintly: "Don't be angry, I blocked your breath, otherwise you will be eaten by them." ”

The toad was stunned for a moment, and looked down at himself, quite surprised.

I did block out his breath just now, he didn't know it.

Now he stopped scolding me, and croaked embarrassedly: "It turns out that you are so powerful, you deserve to be an elf ......"

I was not polite, but asked directly, "What are those night wanderers, are they ghosts?"

The toad said nervously: "I don't know what it is, it has existed for many years, there are many places in the Rocky Mountains, there are quite few here, I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of nocturnal ghosts in some places, and every time it appears, it is a disaster." ”

Could it be that the souls of the dwarven ancestors wander the Rocky Mountains?

(To be continued.) )