Here, after Sanders heard Wren's request, his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yes! It turns out that the omnipotent super powerful mage also has something he is not good at!

After seeing Wren's method of slaying demons, Sanders has long been in infinite awe of his master's master. He was a little afraid that this feeling of being like a companion would completely crush his heart.

Now that Wren is looking for him to work, Sanders feels that Wren has a bit of a human flavor.

Inevitably doing useless work himself, or having a conflict with Wren, Sanders still added: "Your Excellency Archmage doesn't use prophecy magic to deal with it?" ”

For this question, a certain super archmage who can use his game achievements to conceal the detection of the laws of the world said: Lao Tzu knows a fart prophecy!

On the bright side, Wren's mysterious aura was directly filled: "A terrible aura of doom has long been completely entangled with this dwarf guy I am optimistic about." I forcibly calculate his fate, but it will destroy the good fortune that may come his way. It's not beautiful. ”

Wren made a gesture of pinching his fingers: "His fate is a typical death and then life." I don't want to exert too much power. That's it, I'll only pursue him with master-level power. ”

Some of the demigod archmages boasted by the outside world are actually only masters in strength.

Family, who knows!

However, in Sanders's eyes, there is a kind of emotion called 'being sympathetic to the big guy'.

Sanders, he's just a high-level shadow dancer, and the archmage of the family is powerful, and he will be gone if he rubs it off.

The demigod of the people, for a small follower of the apprentice to refrain from this, what else can he Sanders say?

For the "School of Physics" liver and brain smeared on the ground!

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

The two hung under the big eyeballs and quickly moved to the target cave.

Sanders originally lit a torch, but he immediately saw a thought of a certain 'legendary archmage' behind him, and 36 balls of light inspired by the level 0 trick [Dancing Light Technique] rose on his left and right shoulders, distributed in front and back, left and right, up and down, and illuminated the cave like day in 360 degrees without dead ends.

The Shadow Dancer smiled wryly and put the torch away.

At least an hour had passed since the dwarf entered the cave, and Sanders had found the traces quickly.

"My lord, look at these messy footprints on the snow."

The temperature in the cave was very low, and there was snow and frost on the ground and on the mountain walls.

There are no mineral deposits in this cave, although it can lead to the other side of the mountain, for example, shortening the journey to the Duchy of Marino by a full three days, but due to the infestation of low-level magical beasts in the cave, coupled with the low temperature and rugged terrain inside the cave, this cave is usually forbidden to enter.

When a string of footprints appears, it becomes obvious.

In fact, Sanders was tempted to say, 'It's like he's being hunted by some terrifying being,' and he swallowed the words again.

What kind of world-class jokes, is there a more terrifying guy in this world than His Excellency the Archmage?

However, the sense of terror is all on the other hand, and when an orderly killing god is one's own person, then there is nothing more reassuring than this.

After organizing the language, Sanders spoke, "He's clearly possessed by something. Dwarves are the sons of the earth, and their steps have always been steady and strong. Only mental loss of control can manifest itself like this. ”

Wren nodded in approval. He glanced at the narrower and narrower cave and frowned. The narrowest place ahead could probably only accommodate three people walking side by side, and there was absolutely no way for the big eyeballs to carry them along.

Everyone is using it, and Wren doesn't have that physical confidence.

Wren's physique before crossing was good, and he had 9 points in this world. But no matter how confident he is, he will not be stupid enough to compete with a dead dwarf whose racial talent is [+2 Constitution].

Among the dwarven adventurers who are most suitable for being [fighters], there are many guys who are born with a constitution of more than 16 points, and monsters with a full value of 18 points are not uncommon.

The egg-like operation is like a stone, and Wren definitely doesn't think about it.

"Sanders, is there a shortcut to this cave? It's okay to be dangerous. ”

The shadow dancer smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency, there really isn't. I've walked through this cave once before, and it's a winding mountain road inside. ”

With that, he carved the map from his memory on a smooth mountain wall with a scimitar.

Wren looked at the map that looked like a seven-in-a-row hairpin with a pensive expression.

With a sweep of his gaze, the system in Wren's vision was like an analyzer that analyzed physical materials, quickly analyzing the structure of the cave.

Then he spread his perception far away, following the flow of the wind element in the cave, and the wind flow map within a thousand meters in a straight line in front of him began to inject into his mind, and then analyzed, a complete three-dimensional three-dimensional cave map showed its full picture.

Wren gently pressed one hand on the cave wall in a rather surprised tone: "Oh, this mountain wall is actually just ice. ”

"Your Excellency, the ice here is less than a hundred years old. The outer layer is fine, the inner layer is extremely hard, and it is difficult to open with an axe......" In the middle of speaking, Sanders suddenly shut up, because he realized that his mortal habitual thinking really couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the thinking mode of other archmages.

Sure enough, a miracle happened!

Right in front of Sanders, countless frost elementals were attracted by the archmage's right hand, forming a huge lump of ice floating in mid-air.

At first, Sanders thought Wren was going to smash it.

Who knew that this ice lump would get bigger and bigger, and it would become bigger than a carriage in a few clicks.

When the cylindrical lump of ice lay flat on the ground, Sanders noticed that there were some blade-like structures at the top of the ice-made cylinder?

"Your Excellency, this is ......"

"Secret Ice Magic [Pangolin]!"

Well, write pangolin, read as a shield machine.

One of the ways out (mo) of the polytechnic dog is the bridge and tunnel major in the civil engineering classification!

After watching how one of his cousins could be like a chief without going to Africa, and gradually becoming a strong man's hairstyle, Wren knew what it meant to reduce the enrollment chapter.

Wren tried to use magic to drive this 100% shrunken and restored frost shield machine according to his memory, and it really felt like he could do whatever he wanted.

The ice was thicker than Wren had imagined, and fortunately, the so-called hundred-year-old ice wall seemed to Wren to be nothing more than that.

Due to the nature of the layers of ice and snow, it will never be able to be a whole without gaps like the giant glass of an underwater aquarium.

In Sanders's eyes, the so-called difficulty of the axe has become a relative concept here.

Mortals wielding ice chisels are tired and tired of working for a long time, and maybe they come back the next day to find that because of the severe cold and the presence of water vapor in the cave, a lot of ice holes dug out yesterday have been filled.

The destructive power generated by the master master is often hundreds of times that of ordinary people.

(End of chapter)