Outside the void, there was a faint thunder explosion, the minotaur cut off the river, and the monstrous waves of the Devil's River rushed straight out of the void. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A void cracked in between, revealing the dark sky of the Rocky Mountains, in which dark clouds covered the sun, lightning and thunder, and there was the power of crushing the city.

The huge waves of the Devil's River roared into the dark clouds, and in an instant, countless dark clouds stirred, and dozens of thick lightning bolts slashed down with a thousand powers.

The minotaur laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the void merged, and the river fell back into the river, but the lightning did not slash in.

He was unbelievably strong, and he could control the void with a wave of his hand, which meant that he could get out if he wanted to, but lightning couldn't get in.

He cursed a few words at this time, and seemed to have had enough, and the huge bull's eyes looked straight at me.

I have a pact with him, I will help him melt the chains, he will help me send the dwarves out, and I will not regret his appearance.

Sure enough, he didn't talk nonsense, and took the lead in speaking: "Tell those dwarves to throw away the revenant soil and rush straight ahead, the Devil River will not accommodate the living, and they can rush out soon." ”

I was amazed, looked at the darkness ahead, and was unsure, "Where are you going to get if you rush out of here?" ”

The Minotaur didn't care, "Two hundred kilometers further outside is the northern part of the Elven Forest, I think they prefer to walk outside." ”

I couldn't help but be glad that we were already on the verge of crossing the Rocky Mountains, after all, we had been in the Devil's River for months.

I hurriedly thanked him, but the minotaur said: "As soon as the soul is lost, all the dead in the Devil River will feel the vitality of the dwarves, they will go crazy, I estimate that the dwarves will have to leave at least half of their lives." ”

This made me frown, is the consequence so serious?

The minotaur didn't say much, but I was very curious about him, so I first suppressed the dwarf's affairs and said, "What are you going to do next?"

This orc is too terrifying, and it is still a creature thousands of years ago, if it appears on the current continent, it will definitely stir up endless clouds.

However, he only shook his head: "I can only continue to stay in the world of the dead, only this place is safe." ”

Could it be that he will be chased and killed by the sky beasts when he goes out?

I wanted to ask more, but he waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, those of us who are struggling to survive can't show up easily, and we can only do it when the time comes, otherwise the mainland will have no chance to turn over." ”

His tone was so stern that I didn't ask any more questions, and my heart became heavy.

Then he disappeared into the jungle and did not know where to hide. I returned to the ranks of the dwarves, and they were not advancing, waiting for news from me.

I told the elder how to leave the Devil's River, and he nodded while coughing up blood: "Okay, then lose the soul land and rush out to walk the way of the living world, we won't be able to hold on." ”

With no food or water, so many dwarves are already on the verge of extinction, it would be a good idea to break out of the Rocky Mountains, at least for hunting.

I agree, but I still have to remind him: "As soon as the soul soil is lost, the breath of the living will permeate, and the dead will attack you wildly, and perhaps lose half of the dwarves." ”

The elder's cloudy pupils shrank, and the blood he coughed up turned black.

I saw him sit up and look back at the army of dwarves with no end in sight, more than 10 million dwarves, perhaps less than 10 million at this time, most of them wounded, cutting and eating all the dwarves.

Despair and sluggishness were the prevailing situation, and young and old, crowded by the Devil's River, decadently awaiting orders.

The dwarven elder's face became heavier and heavier, and his eyes were red, and there was already blood and tears.

"Lose it, you have to go out. ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze from the leaders around him. The able-bodied chiefs were also in low spirits, but they still raised their trumpets and blew them.

The sound of weak trumpets fluttered in the world of the dead, one after another, from the front to the rear.

At last all the trumpets echoed, and the mountains and valleys echoed, getting louder and louder.

The last vestiges of the dwarve's will ignited, and many leaders ran along the ranks and shouted, "Lost the Soul Land!"

A handful of revenant soil began to be thrown, falling into the land or into the river, and some even floated into the sky. The blood-stained Revenant Soil had a breath of death and was separated from the dwarven army.

At this moment, countless roars sounded in the endless dead mountains, and the Devil's River, which stretched for thousands of miles, rumbled and exploded, and countless strange creatures poked out of the water.

The dwarven elder shouted, "Run!"

The leader in front of him carried him and ran wildly, and the dwarves behind shouted to follow, and the huge ant colony moved, like a dragon swinging its tail, raising its unyielding head high.

The earth trembled, and the mountains shook, not only by the footsteps of the dwarves, but also by the galloping of countless terrifying creatures.

Whether it is a ghost or a strange beast, they all salivate and rush towards the dwarf ant colony with blood-red eyes.

The first to arrive are the devil's creatures, they are all weak, but they are the most strange creatures, like a cunning snake that catches a dwarf and drags it into the river.

Screams and roars, wails and screams...... Countless cacophony voices intertwined, and the huge team struggled to the death like beasts in the Colosseum.

The elder himself blew the trumpet, and among the countless sounds, the sound of the trumpet pierced the noise and conveyed the elder's supreme command.

"Don't stop anyone, don't care about anyone, just run forward!"

The leaders shouted and cursed, and countless sturdy dwarves rose to the last of their strength and ran wildly, no one caring about the ghosts or their companions.

The endless ranks of dwarves fell into the final escape for their lives.

I can't help those ghosts, but I must deter the creatures in the mountains, or the damage will be even greater.

I flew high into the air, letting out a dragonlike roar towards the dark mountains.

The trembling mountains calmed down for a moment and then resumed their noise, and I don't know how many monsters were roaring, they completely ignored me, trampled through the mountains, smashed through the jungle, and rushed straight towards the dwarven ranks.

I saw a beast tens of meters tall open its fangs and pounce on the middle of the group, biting a gap in the team, and he occupied the gap, waiting for the dwarves behind to rush over.

I teleported, grabbed his neck with my claws, twisted his neck directly, and threw him back into the mountain.

The dragon power raged the heavens and the earth, and countless monsters roared loudly, still ignoring me, like a hungry tiger, madly devouring the dwarves.

I cleaned them up one by one, killed the weak ones directly, and tried my best to drive them away as much as I could.

For a full day, I was covered in blood, and there were even strange ghosts sticking to me to suck blood, and I didn't even notice it.

The road is full of rotten flesh, broken limbs and foul-smelling entrails, decorating the road as a road to death.

Countless ghosts devour the flesh along the way, while massive monsters still chase the dwarves.

I looked ahead, it was a void, and I saw a huge army of dwarves rush in and disappear. (To be continued.) )