The majestic Mount Logaris rises to the south of Matangin and has experienced wind and rain for 10,000 years. It is a place where miracles are born, and it is also a place where legendary heroes can sing and cry.

Mount Logaris is so majestic and majestic, the white peaks are so pure and tranquil, and everything looks so natural and beautiful. However, Ruinon who walked down from the teleportation array felt a strong sense of disobedience, and the source of this disobedience was the heavily guarded dwarf army at the foot of the mountain.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, please come with me!" said a young dwarf with curly brown hair, but with a full beard and curls, his brown curls turned into a full-grown lion.

"Hernan, I have always thought that the tomb of a hero is used to commemorate the name of the hero and the legend of his life, so that future generations can see, remember, and inspire. But now that you are sending troops to surround it layer by layer, isn't it the opposite of what you wanted?"

Hernán shook her head, her lion's mane hair fluttering, "Yes, you're right!

"As a last resort?

"Someone is playing the idea of the Hammer of War. ”

"Hammer of War?" Fiona seemed to remember something when she heard the term.

Renon glanced at Fiona and asked, "What?

"I've heard the elders of the village talk about this weapon and the heroic deeds of Gobadan Warhammer. Fiona pointed her finger to her chin and said, "I remember that it was during the Race War, and we in the village of Kawa fought against Gobadan Warhammer......"

"Okay, stop! We're not here for history lessons. Renon waved his hand impatiently.

"The Ares Hammer is an indestructible weapon. Hernán looked up at the snow-capped mountain in front of him and said, "In Gobadan's hands, it is an infinitely powerful artifact, but it is more than a weapon or an artifact for us dwarves. At the mention of Gobadan, Hernan, who had a lion's mane and curly hair, suddenly blushed, his eyes lit up, and his expression was excited, "The Hammer of the God of War has transcended the existence of matter and has become the spiritual belief of our entire dwarf race. As he spoke, his tone changed, and his face changed drastically, "But now...... Let those damn ...... Damn it......" He wanted to talk about those damn elders, but swallowed it back in the middle of the sentence. Because he found that the map cannon was too powerful, and the timing of the cannon was not appropriate.

Ronon smiled and continued, "You want to talk about those damn humans, right?"

"Uh...... Almost...... Uh...... "Beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down Hernan's forehead.

"You just say it, you don't have to hide it. As he spoke, Ronon strode towards the path up the mountain, "What are you doing, lead the way, and tell me by the way how the humans harassed the rest of the Heroic Spirit of Gobadan Warhammer." ”

"Uh...... Good ......"

Hernán led Rainon and his party through the heavily guarded checkpoints at the foot of Mount Logaris, and then embarked on a path that winded towards the sheep's intestines.

"Hey, the vigilance here is comparable to the palace of the Dwarven King. Renon looked back at the slowly closing iron fence and the expressionless dwarven soldiers behind him, and asked Hernan with a smile, "As for it?"

"Alas......" Hernán sighed, "though they are not many in number, they are different from ordinary mercenaries, and they are also different from the stragglers, bandits and bandits we have encountered before. ”

"Oh, so what's so unique about them. ”

"They are all strong, especially magicians. Among them was a magician who wielded dark telekinesis...... Really strong!"

"Dark telepathic magician, that's interesting. Renon stepped on a weathered rock, kicking up a cloud of gray sand that stained his delicate crimson trousers a faint shade of gray.

For thousands of years, Mount Logaris has stood lonely in the snowstorm of the Matangin Plateau, rarely visited. The dwarves who live underground all year round have always shown little interest in things on earth, including Mount Logaris. They only dug a rudimentary path up the mountain when they placed Gobadan Warhammer's Warhammer at the top of the mountain, and left it to its own devices.

It is true that the dwarves have long looked at their heroes, but that is only a matter of burrowing out of the ground and gazing at the tall and mighty figure of Mount Logaris.

Thousands of years later, someone is finally back on the road up the mountain, which has almost disappeared. The dwarves didn't know their names, let alone where they came from. It's just that they are not friendly and want to take the God of War Hammer for themselves.

The foolishness of mortals angered the gods of heaven and earth, and the heavens turned their endless wrath into thunder and lightning, whipping and punishing the arrogant and reckless, and awakening their foolish and fanatical hearts......

In Hernan's gushing statements, Renon gets a glimpse of what happened to the top of Mount Logaris, the Hammer of the God of War.

"That thunderbolt is actually the energy contained in the Hammer of the God of War. "However, this road was actually dug by the 'tomb robbers', and the road up the mountain dug by you dwarves has long since been lost to the wind, frost, snow and rain on the Matangin Plateau. ”

"Yes, so to speak. Because those people didn't die because of a single failure. For three years, they had been pounding the peaks of Mount Logaris again and again, but they had been bombarded down by the energy of the Hammer of War again and again. Several times, the actions of that group of people aroused the great attention of our great king, His Majesty Groyin. ”

After hearing these words, Ruinon sneered, shook his head helplessly, and thought: Dogs can't change eating, it's the same everywhere!

"It's just a broken hammer, isn't it?" said Gonzas, muttering disapprovingly.

Well said! Renon roared in his heart, and then asked Hernan with great interest, "And then?"

Hernán glanced at Gonzas, and wanted to say something, but considering that they were the guests of the Dwarven King, he gave up and continued:

"In order to protect the Hammer of Victory, and to preserve our faith and dignity, His Majesty Groyin has set up five impregnable checkpoints at the foot of Mount Logaris and on the mountain, and sent 10,000 heavy soldiers to patrol day and night. ”

Ruinon gasped and said, "Oh my God, do you have to be searched and checked layer by layer after you go up the mountain?"

"Ha Luha!" Hernan said with a smile, "there is no need for the above, it is just a routine inspection and inquiry. ”

"Alright!" Renon shrugged helplessly. There are still a large number of dwarven garrisons on the mountain, and it seems that my soul stone is really not that easy to hold!" He turned his head sideways, staring at the snow in the distance, and his steps below couldn't help but slow down by half a minute.

The road to the summit of Mount Logaris was dangerously rugged, like a black snake in the snow, twisting its slender body. The steps on the way up have been eroded by thousands of years of wind and snow, and only the undulating rocks can be vaguely identified as the remains of a civilization.

The narrow path is covered with thick, hard snow and ice, and on the right side of the path is a rock that cracks abruptly as if it is about to fall off at the slightest touch, and on the left side is a vertical cliff that is unprotected from the crowd. The bitter mountain wind blew Silf and Fiona from side to side, as if they were about to fall off the cliff at any moment.

As he walked, suddenly a cliff appeared in front of him. "Are we going the wrong way?" Fiona asked, raising her hand and tightening the large hood on her cloak, as she struggled to face the icy wind, "Why don't you go back?"

"No...... We shouldn't have ...... Maybe?" Hernán stammered, "this ......" facial expression hesitated.

"Let's go over and take a look, don't you know the way?" After saying that, Ruinon strode forward and came to the edge of the cliff.

"Be careful!" the perceptive Silver immediately sensed that something was wrong. But before she could shout her words, everyone heard an earth-shattering roar.

"Boom!"

The roar came from Mount Logaris at their feet, and the loud sound shook the solid mountain, and large chunks of condensed snow fell like rain, "crackling" and hitting everyone's heads, and soon a number of lifelike snowmen were erected on the narrow path.

"Bang!" Fiona emerged from the snowdrift with a pale green glow. She noticed that the cliff in front of her was a lot closer to them, so she immediately flew over the cliff with her flying skills and shouted, "Rainon!

"It's ...... Landslide?" Hernan got out of the snowdrift, wiped his face vigorously, and said, "#¥@*&!" (Go ahead to confirm the situation!

"¥##!" (Yes!) More than a dozen dwarven elite guards exuded a colorful fighting spirit, and rushed towards the dangerous cliff without hesitation.

Silver poked her head out of the solid snow with her frozen purple fingers, her emerald eyes shining with a crystal clear light, "Master...... Is the master dead?" no one answered her question, only the cold mountain wind drifted past her ears, and a low whistling voice responded.

"Can't die!" Gonzas watched coldly, not in the slightest intention of helping.

Fiona stared at the bottomless abyss of the cliff and kept muttering, "Ruinon...... He's not going to die......! Won't ......"

Hernan's fists clenched, her low, thick body trembling slightly. It's not that it's frozen by the cold of the plateau, but because of nervousness, "It's hard to be able to react for so long?"

"Hey...... I said you look down on me like that?" At this time, Ruinon's lazy voice came from the air, and I saw him with his hands in his pockets, his feet in the void, and he walked leisurely towards everyone step by step, "Or Gonzas understands me." But the slight breathing and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his state.

"Hmph, you're so nervous, and you're still handsome!" said Fiona with a grimace and a smile, "It's okay!"

"That's bad luck!, keep going. Renon complained about his bad luck as he magically helped the dwarves cross the natural barrier.

"It's over, how are the defenders above going back to their shifts!" Hernan shook his head and sighed after looking at the bottomless cliff.

This landslide is newly formed...... And it's artificial. After getting back on the road, Rinon turned back again and used his mental strength to inspect the cliff. It was clear that someone didn't want the dwarves above to go back, and they didn't want us in. Things seem to be getting interesting!PS The second update, hum!

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