Seeing the strange figure standing in the center of the tunnel in the mine, the little owl Lilith and the little flower spirit Monica couldn't help but stop moving forward, and Rog, who was standing on Lilith's back, narrowed his eyes and looked at each other, the man was about the same height as a human, with a sturdy body, a javelin in his hand, and a gun bag on his back.

"This guy ......" Despite the darkness in the mine, Rog's eyes that glistened in the darkness still pierced through the shadows, and he saw that the other party had a thick layer of fur attached to his body, a pair of pointed horns on his head, feet shaped like sheep's hooves, and five fingers on his hands, which looked very strange.

"Sheep-headed man, why are you here?" Rog muttered in surprise, and before he could finish speaking, the sheep-headed man suddenly turned around, and the light from the firefly swarm attracted its attention, and the sheep-headed man raised his javelin and threw it head-on at the little owl flying in front.

"Wow, wow, why me!" Little Furball screamed in fright when he saw the oncoming javelin, and a dive fell to the ground, sliding Rog to the ground with a bow, and reciting a spell to lift the shrinkage.

What Little Furball didn't expect was that because it was a newly learned spell, she recited the wrong spell in a hurry, and the people riding on the fireflies behind her also changed back to their original form at the same time, and suddenly the enlarged people fell from mid-air.

In the face of a scream and moan, the sheep-headed man pulled out the javelin from the gun bag behind his back and threw it at the crowd, Rogge did not retreat but rushed towards the sheep-headed man and the throwing javelin, and on the way grabbed the javelin flying by his side, and threw the other two javelins to the ground, and the javelin splitter in his hand threw it at the sheep-headed man.

The sheep-headed man threw out his two spears at the same time, the javelin in his right hand pushed away Rogge's javelin, and the javelin in his left hand flew out at the same time, and he opened his bow left and right and threw six javelins at Rogge with extremely fast hand speed, coming from the upper, middle and lower roads.

Rog soared into the air, a backflip in mid-air, and the two javelins that attacked the lower plate sped under him, and Rog released the claw blades, and the five blades made a series of crashing sounds, knocking the two javelins in the middle to the ground.

He took advantage of the somersault inertia under his head and feet, and his right hand took advantage of the trend to scoop up, scooping up the two javelins flying over his head in his hands, and after landing, he turned around beautifully, and the two javelins in his hands flew towards the sheep-headed man with a roar.

The sheep-headed man saw two javelins flying from the left and right sides, and hurriedly leaned over to dodge, the javelins flew over his head on both sides, and the sheep-headed man looked up and suddenly saw Rogge holding the ghost fire gun of the black hole in his hand, and pulled the trigger on him.

"Bang" a gunshot, the ghost fire bomb burning with green flames drew a dazzling line of fire in the darkness, hit the head of the sheep-headed man, bursting out of a bright spark, Rogge turned the gun with his fingers and retracted the gun in a chic manner, and looked at the sheep-headed man, but he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Ahh

Rogge stood still and watched the sheep-headed man who rushed to the front, the claw blade of his left hand clenched into a fist and shouted, and a punch hit the left sheep-headed horn of the sheep-headed man, and the hard sheep's horn instantly shattered under the powerful fist of the claw blade, and the broken sheep's horn shattered into pieces and scattered at Rogge's feet.

Rogge's fist was unabated, knocking the sheep-headed man to the ground with one punch, stepped forward and pressed his knee against its chest, and the claw blade of his left hand stuck its throat and sneered: "Although I am a 'lone wolf', I have not yet reached the point of being bullied by a sheep, do you know what I mean?"

The sheep-headed man stared at Rogge with hostility, and the sheep's hoof-shaped right foot suddenly raised his leg and kicked Rog's back, Rog stumbled forward, and the claw blade of his left hand hit the sheep-headed man's neck impartially, and the sharp blade instantly poked five holes in its neck, and the bleeding sheep-headed man wailed in pain and closed his eyes.

"Didn't your mother tell you to avoid the wolf's paws?" Rogge slanted his eyebrows and muttered, letting go of the sheep-headed man and standing up, turning and striding towards Catherine and the others, who had already helped each other up from the ground, and the fall just now did not hurt them.

"Little fool, if you make a fuss about something and break Uncle Dwarf, no one will take care of your dinner!" said Rog as he walked past little Lori, who was standing next to Catherine, and tapped her little black and purple hair with his right hand.

"It's like people have dinner to eat, and they are bad wolves who bully children!" Lilith muttered aggrievedly.

Catherine, who was on the side, couldn't help but snicker when she heard her muttering to herself, and she took out the half of the chocolate that Roger had given her, and quietly stuffed it to Lilith.

"It's still the stupid girl who is the best for me!" Little Lori happily hugged Catherine, peeked at Rogge, and saw that he didn't pay attention to herself, so she hurriedly hid behind Catherine and stuffed it into her mouth.

"I'm guessing there are more sheep-headed people here, it's obviously more than we knew, why weren't we told about it beforehand?" Rog asked as he walked up to Tali and Murphy, looking confused.

He and Murphy turned their puzzled gazes to the dwarven captain of the firebolt at the same time, and the captain of the firebolt hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Actually, there have always been sheep-headed people in this mine, and we were attacked by them from time to time when we first entered here, and even some smaller cat-people will attack us. ”

"But then, we repelled them many times with the help of firearms, and it has been a long time since we saw them again, so we didn't mention it to you. The dwarven captain said apologetically.

"Cat people, why are they also involved in the dispute in the mines?" Rogge frowned suspiciously when he heard this, and said to Murphy beside him: "I remember that the cat people are a very peace-loving race, but they are not weak, they can even be said to be the most powerful assassins, if they are willing to carry out assassinations." ”

"The sheep-headed people are not a vicious race, and there may be something behind them. Murphy glanced in the direction of the sheep's head corpse and guessed softly.

At this moment, the faint sound of tapping came to Rogge's ears again, he listened attentively, and realized that the sound was not far ahead, Rogge turned around and led everyone closer to the source of the sound, and Monica, the little flower spirit, asked the fireflies to gather together and fly in front to guide the way.

After walking for a long time, there was a dead end in front of him, a large number of collapsed gravel blocked the door of the mine, Rogge leaned on the gravel and listened to the movement inside, and faintly heard a faint voice coming, he hit the stone with his claw blade and fist, and asked loudly, "Is there anyone inside?"

After shouting a few times in succession, there seemed to be a commotion in the cave, and several cries for help came out one after another, and Rogge immediately asked the dwarves to take out their tools to dig up the rubble, and the dwarves took off the pickaxes they carried with them and got busy.

The dwarves dug faster than expected, a large amount of earth and rock was quickly excavated, the dwarves in the rear team piled up the earth and stones on both sides of the passage, leaving the road for easy passage, and the front team had already dug to the door of the mine, seeing that there was still a short distance to completely dig the road and rescue the trapped dwarves.

Suddenly, the screams of the dwarves came from inside the cave, and the people outside the mine suddenly became nervous when they heard the shouts inside, and they heard the screams one after another, as well as the angry roar, as if something was attacking them, but they were helpless.

Hearing the shouts of their compatriots coming from inside the cave, the dwarves outside the cave were so anxious that they frantically waved their pickaxes and cut the rubble blocking the mine into pieces. Finally, the rocks blocking the doorway collapsed with a "bang", revealing a half-human-high hole.

Several dwarves rushed into the cave first, and saw twenty or thirty trapped miners staggering to the ground, they rushed forward to help the fallen miners, and found that their faces and bodies were injured to varying degrees, but they were not in danger of life.

"This scar ......" Rog who entered the cave couldn't help frowning when he saw the scars on the trapped miners, and he found two different scars, one was a sharp cut from a sharp blade, and the other was a scratch from a sharp claw.

"Looks like it's a cat people. Rogge looked back at the small cavern and said to Murphy.

Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the air behind Rogge and pounced on the little owl Lilith on Rogge's shoulder.

"Ah, bad cat!" Lilith flapped her wings and took off, and the cat man landed lightly on Rogge's shoulder, and before Rogge could wave his hand to grab it, he had already jumped into the air, and two sharp claws covered with fluff flew straight at the little owl.

"Meow ......" the little owl's eyes widened, and two fixed beams were shot, and the flying cat-man body suddenly hung in the air, Lilith deliberately learned a cat meow, stopped the fixed beam, and the cat-man suddenly fell to the ground from the air.

"Stupid cat, it's no match for Ben Bird!!" the little furball exclaimed triumphantly.

Unexpectedly, just when Lilith was complacent, a cat-man suddenly jumped down from the beam of the mine and threw her to the ground, screaming and opening her fangs and sharp mouth to bite the little owl, and the blade of the claw blade tore the cat-man's shoulder, and the cat-man let go of Lilith and jumped to the side.

"As a cat, don't snatch food from a wolf's mouth, even if he's a lone wolf!" said Rog as he strode over to the little owl, reached out and grabbed her, and pointed to the two cat people not far away.

The little furball who found the backer nodded vigorously, suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head and stared at Rogge's pouting beak and asked, "What does it mean to grab food in the wolf's mouth, are you going to eat me?"

"Shut up, little fool, it's just a metaphor!" Rogge glanced at her, and his eyes looked at the two cat people standing upright in front of her, one of them had black fur and the other yellow fur, about forty or fifty centimeters tall, and they were wearing strange little clothes, which looked like the coats of dolls in a doll shop.

Although the outfit was a bit funny, their sharp claws and special small daggers in their hands were cold, and the black cat man suddenly raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at Rogge, letting out a strange scream.

Before Rogge could react, a gray cat-man suddenly landed on his shoulder from the sky, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed him in the back of the neck.