As soon as the words fell, the stone was shattered!

Several dwarves were struck by lightning, the cannon hand slipped, the wine glass almost fell to the ground, the little madman with the afterimage of the ghost rushed from the side, five fingers open and sighed gently, and firmly grasped the cup in his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stinky boy, you don't want to die!" Crazy Axe was startled, quickly stood up and dragged him to sit down, and then looked left and right with some weakness, making sure that no one noticed this side before he let out a sigh, and complained a little: "There are dwarf jailers everywhere here, and there are traitors and spies among the workers, and that dwarf general likes to provoke infighting among the workers the most, and there are rewards for reporting and exposing them, boy, you are too careless." ”

"Yes, haha!" the little madman touched his head a little embarrassedly, and he didn't have the majestic appearance he had just had.

"Young man, since you call me uncle, I need to warn you. Crazy Axe Zhengse said: "You should look like a practitioner, and your martial arts skills are quite good." I know what you're thinking, and I know what you're trying to do. ”

The little madman looked at each other deeply, and arched his hands to listen.

"For those of us who are dying, it doesn't matter if we can get out of here or not, we care more about whether a young dwarf like you can survive!" Heng Cannon suddenly interjected, Crazy Axe glanced at him and nodded: "We have seen too many riots, suppressions, and massacres in countless days and nights locked here, and the heads that hung on the wall stained with blood, and those eyes that never blinked, are all in my mind. ”

The little madman frowned, his expression becoming more and more serious.

"We don't want to see your hopes dashed, and we don't want to see you die in vain, so I want you to plan and act before you can save yourself as much as possible. Crazy Axe finally added: "If there is really that day, call us old bones, and we will do it together!"

"Yes, as long as we can be vigorous and worthy of the dead clansmen, even if we die, there will be no regrets!" Heng Cannon also said categorically.

"Okay, if we can get the help of a few elders, we will definitely be able to do it!" The little madman suddenly became arrogant, grabbed the wine glass on the table and said, ", let's not get drunk and go home!"

"!"

None of them noticed that a man in the next room was cleaning the room listlessly, and the sound of conversation from next door alarmed him, so he pricked up his ears and paused for a moment, and his eyes gradually showed a gloomy expression, and he turned and walked out.

Arnold and Fanny take Lisa around the prison barracks, in the name of caring for the lonely and helpless workers. As a foreman, he personally came to the door to ask for warmth, which still warmed the hearts of most of the bereaved prisoners, and his favor for this bald man increased a few points.

After a week as a foreman, Arnold became more and more familiar with this role, and his demeanor in front of Fanny was more like a humble gentleman, elegant in language, decent conversation, and polite in his gestures.

The majestic body and confident smile, Fanny was confused for a while, feeling that happiness came too suddenly and a little unreal, and it was still in a fog as if in a dream, and there was only one thought in her heart was to grasp this man and hold on for a lifetime.

Arnold shook hands with the lonely prisoners, asked for warmth, listened to everyone's opinions, said that he didn't know anything when he first arrived, and only had two strengths to help everyone, and asked everyone to support him, and he would definitely try his best to improve everyone's life.

"Everyone!" Arnold saw that everyone was gathered around, and continued according to the words arranged by He Jinshui: "Since we are the foremen, we have regarded this place as our own home, and you as our family. So if you have any difficulties to raise, just say if you need help, you are absolutely not allowed to bully honest people, who is going to be bullied, we will give you a head!"

"Okay!" Arnold's words immediately won the applause of the audience, and even Ai Hu's former junior brother felt that after following this new boss, not only did he not lose his prestige, but his waist was more straight, and even people's eyes on them changed, thinking that this was also good.

No one noticed that there was a sick man lying on a bed not far from the crowd, who was lying on the bed with a quilt covering his whole body with a sweat. He gritted his teeth and gave a hateful gaze as he pricked up his ears to listen to Arnold's words. waited until the other party left to sit up in a sweat, and it was Gess who fell off the cliff not long ago and was lucky to not die.

"Let you be proud for a few days, and I will definitely take revenge!" Gace swore secretly while holding his broken arm.

......

He Jinshui fell asleep, or looked like he was asleep.

At this time, he was lying on the beach of the isolated island, squinting in the sun and sleeping comfortably, saliva flowing down the corners of his mouth, and snoring with the tide of the sea.

Not far away, some prisoners were working hard to mine sand and fill stones under the supervision of the overseers, and from time to time they looked back at him with envious expressions. Since He Jinshui's prison uniform showed his identity, everyone knew that the members of the Eighth Prison Team could move freely today, so the jailers would not discipline him, let alone make things difficult for him. In fact, sea monsters lurk on the outskirts of the island, and the sky is so tightly fenced that no jailer thinks anyone can escape from here, not even the mighty dragons.

He Jinshui chose this place because he found that the neighborhood was located in the center of the entire isolated island. After lying down, his spiritual mind is rooted in the ground and continues to spread outward, connecting everything in the radiation circle with his own thoughts.

He Jinshui looked through the clouds and found that the protective barrier in the sky could resist long-range attacks and prevent all birds from entering. He switched his perspective to look down on the area, and found that the barrier had a camouflage-like invisible effect, and the passing ships were blind to the island, and the sea around the isolated island was swirling and rolling, and no wise captain would choose to pass through it, so it was naturally difficult to discover the secrets of this island.

The island does float on the sea, as the dwarven king Rawang said, and moves aimlessly with the tide every day. Through the beep-beep boy in his mind, he finally determined his location with great effort, and found that he was currently in a sea area at the southern tip of the continent, hundreds of kilometers away from Haisha Town.

"Fortunately, it's not too far!" He Jinshui, who found out about this situation, let out a long sigh, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. When Elena and the others were separated from them, the mage Aiminga gave him a Morning Star Gem, which is said to be located once crushed, and Aiminga can sense the existence of this place, and then cast a spell together with the military's battle mage to open the teleportation circle that arrives here, and then kill the enemy and rescue the captured residents can be carried out together.

The most important thing now is to find out what the enemy has gathered here to force the inhabitants to work, what kind of medicine is being sold in their gourds, and what the yellow clay is for. If he didn't figure it out, he wouldn't act rashly.

Thinking of this, He Jinshui drifted his spiritual thoughts to the crowd who were mining not far away, and "watched" them dig out pieces of yellow clay, and another group of people loaded the clay into carts and left in groups. He Jinshui's vision continued to extend over them, and he followed the other party to a strange sacrificial temple by the sea.

On the periphery of the temple stood a large group of dwarves with spears and hammers in their hands, guarding the outside of the temple with a serious face, neatly lined up and giving strict orders, and the dwarf overseers and jailers who oppressed the prisoners were not all the way to the same thing. He Jinshui's curiosity was aroused, and when he was about to condense his spiritual power to penetrate the walls of the temple to find out, the temple suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a strong backlash came, He Jinshui only felt dizzy, and suddenly got up from the ground, looking over there from afar, with a shocked expression on his face.

In the temple, the members of the Purgatory Team were sitting cross-legged, and the mysterious red-clothed witch who had taken out her staff to open the way to the sea while looting the villagers was holding aloft a shiny white gem and chanting words in her mouth, the soft light flashing, and the black shadows broke free from the gem one by one, and the gem was stirring around it.

If He Jinshui and the others could come in, they would definitely cry out in surprise, because this gem was exactly the kind of saloma stone they had seen in the Human Wolf Village. At that time, the stone contained a large number of souls of man-wolves killed in battle, and later broke free and invaded the bodies of local villagers, turning everyone into man-wolves.

The black gas swirled in front of the white gem for a while, gradually turning white and shining, hovering in the air like a crystal clear jellyfish and floating into the air, falling into the pool of yellow clay opposite.

Soon, the calm clay pool gradually moved, forming bulges, and then the hole was broken, and hundreds of ugly and hideous orcs struggled out of the clay pool, raising their heads and roaring to the sky.

"Huhu!" The woman in red wiped the sweat from her forehead, obviously looking a little tired, and waved her hand expressionlessly: "Very good, take it down and refill the clay!"

A funny dwarf rushed up to the edge of the pool and pulled out his flute. "Roar!" all the orcs roared at the dwarf with a fierce look in their eyes, as if they were going to tear him to pieces, chew him and swallow him. The dwarves played their flutes indifferently and slowly, and a melodious but unique melody emanated, and the angry expressions of the orcs gradually subsided, and they all closed their eyes and fell into silence, and then the dwarves walked in front with their flutes, and they followed in a line, gradually approaching the temple cloister, and were taken to a barracks and locked up.

"Red, rest for a while, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!" Nether Assassin Modric poked his head out of the darkness, pinched his chin and smiled bitterly: "I know you are very hard, waiting here all night, constantly using reincarnation magic to stimulate the souls of the demons who died in battle from the salomanite, just to speed up the manufacturing progress of the army of orcs to the satisfaction of the captain." But......" he shook his head and continued: "With all due respect, these guys really have problems with their heads, and their combat effectiveness is quite poor, and I'm afraid that even a well-trained ordinary soldier can't do it one-on-one, do you have too many unrealistic hopes for these one-line guys?"

"You're right, but we can't help it!" The woman in red threw the Shaloman stone in her hand that was gradually fading to the ground, and sighed faintly: "The situation is imminent, the latest news from the sigh barrier is that Lord Demon God has released a combat readiness mobilization, and the situation is imminent at this time, where do we have so much time to calmly arrange, first gather enough people to reach the lower limit specified by the captain, and then find a way to improve the quality of the soldiers." ”

"Aren't there still thousands of captured slaves on this island?" Quasimodo, the soul seeker sitting next to him, stood up and pinched his chin, and said in a subtle voice: "Gather them over and use higher-grade salomanites to forcibly seize them, the effect is much stronger than making half-orcs out of clay, isn't this the case in the human wolf village of Haisha Town?"

"No, the number of these people is too small, and once they are reclaimed, a group of high-level demons will emerge, don't expect them to mine ore and clay at all, it will definitely affect the progress of the later stage!" The woman in red shook her head and said bluntly: "Before the number of orcs exceeds 100,000, don't mention this matter. Quasimodo arched his hand and stepped back with a blank face.

At this moment, the evil soul master Courtois suddenly screamed without warning, and bent forward to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Old evil, what's wrong with you?" Modric pouted and said with a disdainful expression: "It was fine just now, why did you suddenly spurt blood, could it be that you meditated and went wrong, and you were about to burp yourself, haha!"

"You know a fart, dwarf!" Courtois said as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a hideous expression, "None of you noticed that someone was snooping over here with his mind just now. His ability is unpredictable, I thought I had a big loss if I had a mental calculation or an unintentional intention, and if it wasn't for the timely blood spurting, I would almost have a cerebral infarction. ”

"What!"

"Bastard!"

The members of the purgatory team were instantly enraged, and the temperature in the temple dropped suddenly, startling the elite dwarf guards around them to look at each other, and some of them were a little timid and couldn't help but kneel down, and were quickly supported by the companions around them to avoid the appearance of foreigners.

"How can there be such a thing?" the woman in red raised her eyebrows and said in disbelief: "Courtois, although your magical attainments are not as good as mine, you are extremely good at spiritual attacks and illusions, and your spiritual power is even better in this, even you are not this person's opponent?"

"Yes, Lord Vice-Captain!" Courtois's old face turned red, pinched his nose and twisted a little: "The spiritual power of the wheel is that I want to be a little stronger, but he seems to be a demon immunity physique, and the spiritual impact I sent out will be devoured to my body, so I was caught off guard." ”