Towndex's attack caught the gray dwarves off guard, and by the time they realized the attack was coming, their upper bodies were already floating in the air, and when they looked down, they could only see their legs that had been severed by the waist.

"I'm dead!"

Townsend heard the gray dwarf cry in terror, but then someone shouted:

"Huh? Why doesn't it hurt? ”

"I'm not dead?"

Very few people will have this experience, seeing their separated bodies, but not feeling any pain, and whether it is the lower body or the upper body, it seems that it is still connected together, and can be freely controlled.

This scene also shocked the adventurers, and Barn opened his mouth wide and shouted, "Why are these gray dwarves still alive?" ”

"Because I didn't kill them." Tang Sen said calmly, "It's just that they cut their bodies open." ”

Barn tilted his head, trying to understand what Townsend was saying, but it was clearly in vain, and the scene in front of him was out of his grasp.

So he gave up thinking and shouted, "Anyway, I just need to smash these halflings one by one now, right?" ”

"Halflings and grey dwarves are not a race. Well, I see what you mean. The warrior monk wanted to correct what Barn said, but when he saw the gray dwarves who were only half full, he suddenly felt that what Barn said was not wrong.

"If you're willing to do it for you." Tang Sen nodded and said, "After all, I'm not good at hacking people to death. I'm just a spellcaster. ”

With that, Townsend swung his sword again, and the gray dwarf, who was still in terror, turned into more limbs.

The scene before me was even more terrifying, under the light of the fluorescent light peculiar to the dark region, countless limbs, including the severed head, were still suspended in mid-air, making various screams.

And when Townsend withdrew his ability, the invisible space disappeared, and his limbs fell from mid-air to the ground, and began to struggle in various postures.

"I've never seen anything so weird on Moradin."

Barn couldn't help but take a step back, but was quickly regained by his pride, and even took a few steps closer to the gray dwarves with his hammer in hand, saying, "Look at these poor creatures, let me finish you filthy ones!" ”

"Don't smash their ears! This can be used as proof to go to Neverwinter to claim a reward, and each gray dwarf is worth thirty dragon coins! Maris the Wanderer paused, "Of course, these are the spoils of the spellcaster, I'm just saying that the caster shouldn't mind me doing a little favor from it." ”

The two of them rushed up and attacked the gray dwarves who were powerless because of their broken bodies.

Naturally, Tracey would not let go of this opportunity, and took the opportunity to release a few spells, of course, because the limbs were mixed together, and no one could tell whether her spell hit the dead gray dwarf, or if she had killed one or two gray dwarves by chance.

However, the warrior monk did not participate in the battle, probably thinking that it was really pointless to fight these enemies who did not resist, so he stepped aside, untied the slaves, and began to comfort each other in a gentle manner.

It was at this time that Townsend came to the dwarf.

It was clearly a forest dwarf, with a thin build, flaxen hair, walnut-brown skin, and bright turquoise eyes, presumably due to the gray dwarf's rough behavior, as the other party curled up and let out a groan of pain.

"Don't worry, you're safe."

Tang Sen kindly helped the other party up, seeing the wound on the other party's face, the few magic powers in his body were working.

"Back to normal!"

Under the effect of the spell, the wound on the dwarf's face healed quickly.

The dwarf exhaled a long breath and finally spoke, "Thank goodness, I thought I would never see the sun on the surface of the earth in my life. ”

His turquoise eyes looked at Tang Sen and said, "You saved my life, forgive me for being still in shock, I really can't think of any way to repay you, I mean, as long as I can do it, I am willing to give everything." ”

He said this, without pausing to interject for Towne, and continued: "What a faux pas, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Alvin Charben Cloak, of course, this is not my full name, if you know anything about my race and clan, you will know that when I was growing up, my mother would choose a name for me, my father would also choose a name for me, and of course, the elders of the clan, the relatives. ”

"In addition to that, anyone who knows me will give me a nickname and put it after my name if I approve of it."

"I mean, I'll tell you my full name if you want to know, of course, it may take some time-"

The dwarf was so rambling that he was even more talkative than Smaug, and after listening patiently for a while, he realized that the other might not stop at all, and had to take the initiative to interrupt him.

"Mr. Cloak, you don't need to be so polite—"

As soon as Tang Sen said half a sentence, the dwarf interrupted Tang Sen and said, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty that the cloak is my nickname, strictly speaking, my surname should be Xia Ben, which is the surname of my clan, of course, for the sake of distinction, others usually call me Mr. Alwin, this is the name my father gave me." ”

"Oh, for you, my benefactor, you can just call me by my nickname."

The corners of Tang Sen's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly interjected while the other party was ventilating: "Okay, Mr. Alwin." ”

This time, lest the other party lead the conversation in some unrelated direction, Townsend got straight to the point: "I just heard you mention a ruin, about the ruins of Netheriel—"

"Of course, my benefactor!" The gnome took the opportunity to steal the topic: "I was thinking about how to escape the fate of being enslaved by the gray dwarves, I looked at my life, and unfortunately found that neither my weak ability nor my insight were enough to impress these gray dwarves, and I fell into a deep despair-"

"Getting to the point." Townsend couldn't help but interrupt.

"Okay. The ruins I discovered during one of my expeditions, and everyone knows that gnomes love adventures, and I am no exception, and when I was younger, I used to go to Candlefort, where I came across an ancient book with a few words from the great Magic Kingdom Netheril. ”

"It definitely made me interested in this magical kingdom, and I was curious about its history and all that it left behind."

(End of chapter)