[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] Princess he doesn't want to marry

The black sky began to roll, and many people could be heard chatting in the air.Even so, Prince felt that he was standing on the periphery of the communication center, excluded.

His brows were frowned, this time his body feeling was completely different from the last time he strayed in, what went wrong?

Two pieces of sky, black and white, are reflected in the golden eyes, and there is an extremely obvious barrier between the two skies. This barrier prevents the light from the other side from shining into the dark world on the other side, and prevents the souls protected by the darkness from suffering a little bit. Painful.

For example, he is now bathed in darkness, feeling like he is in a dream, very comfortable.

Wait, how did he go from standing at the junction of two skies to standing in the darkness?If I remember correctly, the first time he successfully obtained the power of the soul just now was under the two-color sky light.Could it be...

He instantly understood the reason why he couldn't obtain soul power to cast soul magic this time.

Obviously, some souls in the sky still have residual intuition. They know that if Prince stands on the center line of the sky and obtains part of the power from the bright sky on the other side, they can suppress these souls.

Therefore, Prince can be sure that he was just taken quietly to the all-black world of the dead by these souls.

"It's so smart..." Prince murmured, "But these have completely died, and the soul has also turned into energy. Sure enough, life is so amazing. Even if life is no longer, the metabolites of life still exist surprisingly self-defense capabilities.”

However, he didn't use much of these soul energies, he just practiced in order to hope that in the future he could save the suffering dragons and elves in the Heston continent.As a lifeless energy body, if it can play some role in the end, it will be considered a good thing.

"Sorry."

Prince moved. Regardless of the temptation of the darkness, he went straight to the place where the light and darkness meet, and slowly mobilized the power of his soul according to his memory.After an unknown amount of time, the loom placed at the junction by Anthropos emitted a faint blue light.

There was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

It seems that the God of Man had also given a hint long ago, and deliberately placed the loom at the junction of light and darkness, which also confirmed that his current direction was correct.

Singing sounds seemed to be heard in the sky, and as the singing became louder, more and more black mist merged with the blue light, enveloping the loom in a tangled manner, and golden threads visible to the naked eye appeared on the machine.

Next is weaving.As Prince who doesn't know how to embroider, he decided to stop and authenticate to see the carrier of the Dragon God's last trace of divine thought—the soul gold cloth.

He stared at the dense formation for a long time, his eyes fixed, trying to see something from it.

After a while, Prince rubbed his head in dismay: "Help, I really think it was woven by a human god, and my mind is full of his virtuous appearance, ah——!"

Il, who had been silent for a long time, burst out laughing. Seeing that he would not disturb Prince, he showed his figure and sat opposite him: "Of course Amphilops doesn't know how to weave, but he eats." Life is crippled by having to be helped by others to dress.”

Maybe it's because he is not a human race, so even if he hangs out with the patron saint of the human race now, he is merciless in teasing the human god.

"I think you can take another look," Yi Er advised him not to be too impatient, "maybe you can think about what both Longya and you can get from this piece of cloth. Since Longya can secretly learn soul magic, Then you can definitely find some tricks from her perspective."

Prince touched his chin upon hearing this, and fell into deep thought again.

Long Ya's spiritual thoughts are attached to this piece of cloth, so he must know the structure of this piece of cloth very well, so he will try to start with the structure of the cloth first.

Instead of staring at the entire piece of cloth at the beginning, Prince chose a thin thread and followed it with the eyesight of a high-level warrior. From beginning to end, he watched it over and over again.

The line in front of my eyes is no longer like a line, it gradually appears as a picture.

Prince saw a human child was born, grew up healthy and received good education in a noble family, and actively responded to the king's call to join the dragon-slaying army, and finally died painfully under the claws of the dragon.

A short moment is the whole life of this person, and rich emotions poured into Prince's heart. If he couldn't bear the strong emotional fluctuations, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

The tear fell on the cloth, and Prince was startled, and the thread he had just looked at turned silver.

"You did very well."

At this moment, the gentle voice of the human god came from behind. Prince hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked back at the human god who suddenly appeared.

"Why are you back again? I haven't woven the cloth yet."

"Look." Ann Flops motioned Prince to look at the loom, "You've already woven a small piece of cloth."

Prince hurriedly looked back, and sure enough, although it was extremely inconspicuous, it did exist.

Extreme joy emerged from his heart, and quickly permeated every part of his body. He couldn't help but look at Anphropes: "Great!"

Facing the human-god's gentle and praising gaze, his joy gradually subsided, and a worry reappeared in his heart, and he asked directly: "But if this is the case, will it destroy Longya's boarding? After all, The most important thing is to kill Long Ya completely."

Anphropes shook his head: "Don't worry, such a thing will not happen."

In order to save other lives under Longya's control and release their souls, Prince can't directly smash Longya's boarding object.

"I think you are a smart child, so I only gave a few hints. After all, soul magic requires understanding. If I guide you to get started, you will still encounter many difficulties when you practice later."

Prince nodded, hesitated for a while, and reminded: "I'm already in my 20s."

Hearing the words, the man-god raised his mouth slightly, and looked at him with tolerance: "In front of me, you are just a child who needs guidance and protection. I thought about it later, it is better not to remove the time magic temporarily, You stay here. When the whole piece of cloth in your hand turns silver, we will embark on the road back to the mainland of Huston."

He told Il not to affect Prince who was studying quietly, then turned his head and left.

The moment he turned around, his expression became a little worried.

Anphropes knew that it would be cruel and radical to let a human race experience the lives of tens of millions of people in a short period of time and force him to learn soul magic. However, time has not allowed him to use gentle teaching methods.

Thinking of the more and more souls pouring into the Netherworld, the Human God sighed—a large-scale war broke out again on the mainland.

The yellow cloth was spread by Prince on the small working table of the loom. With his wide eyes, he struggled to resonate with the souls in it. The tired nerves and painful eyeballs always reminded him that he should Stopped and rested.But when he thought of Ansair who didn't know the situation yet, the teacher who was guarding alone in the perilous Tower of Light, and the compatriots in the Dragon Slaying Alliance who risked their lives to defend the human race, he knew he couldn't stop.

"Prince, you have to hold on." He whispered to himself.

El, who was on the side, looked down on him a little. The dwarf wanted to open his mouth to let Prince take a break before experiencing the life of a new soul, but he couldn't help but shut his mouth when he thought of Anphropes' advice.

But concern has always been on Prince, and he is always ready to save people when Prince loses energy and passes out.

Little by little, the yellow cloth turned into silver cloth, and Prince's expression became paler.

He thought bitterly, fortunately, the God of Man undid Long Ya's curse for him, otherwise he might really not be able to hold on.

In fact, the most painful thing in the whole process is not to concentrate on sensing the soul and trigger resonance, but to experience the various impacts brought by his life when the soul touches a strange soul.

Fortunately, the body automatically activated the self-protection mechanism. After he experienced the life of each soul, he cleaned up all kinds of emotional garbage in his body in time to ensure that he had the strongest sense of attachment to his soul-based memory and cognition. Lins would really get lost in a world made of souls.

"Ouch—" Another thin thread turned silver, and most of the new fabric had been automatically woven on the corresponding loom. Prince finally couldn't hold it anymore, and began to have a headache and nausea.

Finally, Yi Er couldn't sit still: "Hey, kid! You can rest."

Prince was in a daze, but he still heard what Ir said, and he shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, I will work harder for a while."

Although the time magic has not been lifted, he has also seen the state of Anphropes, and he clearly understands that maintaining this time suspension involving the entire Netherworld will have an impact on humans and gods.

After all, the real Protoss has long since fallen, and the power of the sky cannot be reproduced. Therefore, it is passed down in time with the Protoss, and it can even be said to be a clone of the Protoss. When using unconventional power, there is a price to pay.

Unless like Long Ya's divine sense, with the help of evil power, in order to harm the living beings, use life as energy in exchange for—or steal power, there is no need to pay an equivalent price.

But what followed was the disappearance of order and the turmoil of the world.

Yier sighed, and obviously knew that he couldn't persuade this human race, so he said cruelly to Prince: "Then wait for me here for a while, and don't touch your own soul until I come back.

As a living person, you may not be able to see it, but I can see it clearly in my soul state. If you contact strange souls like this wildly, it will definitely consume your original soul power.Just like the source of magic, if the magic in it is used up, you will not be able to cast magic. Now that your soul power is about to run out, if you continue, you will be dumb or stupid.You wait for me, I will bring you my treasured soul tonic wine. "

The soul tonic wine is a treasure that Yier has treasured for thousands of years. He himself only drank a few drops occasionally, and he wanted to taste it slowly...

Prince stared blankly at Il who was running away in a hurry, and then looked down at the half-yellow cloth in his hand.His blank eyes gradually became brighter, but he was still a little dazed.

"Isn't Il a little boy, why is there wine...?"

His whisper was heard by Il, who came back quickly, and the dwarf raised his eyebrows: "Hey, I heard it, and I apologize for your ignorance. First of all, little dwarf boys can also drink, and second, I like this My dwarves will always be little boys and never grow up!"

The corner of Prince's mouth twitched, he might have poked Il's sore foot again.

Scratching his head, he sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, if I have a chance in the future, I'd love to hear your story about your invisible dwarves."

Seeing Prince's good attitude, Il just "hummed".After glaring at Prince with his round eyes, he took out a wine bottle, and the light blue flowing liquid in the bottle was swaying in the bottle: "It's useless for me to drink this wine, the power of the soul is fixed. I didn't move at all. I hesitated for a long time, but thought that since you are doing something to save people, I'll give you a drink."

Il also secretly noticed what happened in Huston Continent.

His eyes were still looking at the wine bottle with some reluctance, but his movements were crisp and neat, and he directly stuffed the wine bottle into Prince's hand: "Boy, drink it from the mouth of the bottle. This is the wine that replenishes the power of the soul. I hope you Remember how good I am to you, save more... save more dwarves when you go back!"

He turned his head away, a little suffocated.

The patron saint of the dwarves didn't know how to protect his race when he was alive, and he was completely clean when he died, leaving no divine thoughts behind.During this period of time, he has seen many dwarves who entered the Netherworld together, and it really hurts his heart.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to save the dwarves I can." Prince held the wine bottle tightly in his hand, and he was very moved. once again the light of thee shines upon you."

"Stop flattering, drink it quickly." The little boy-like mini dwarf was praised a little bit, with a smile on his face unconsciously, but he still reminded, "I don't want to see you become a little fool!"

Prince nodded, pulled out the cork, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out from the bottle. His tense nerves and tingling head were relieved by the fragrance.

Gulu took a big sip and felt refreshed!

"I think I can do it again."

Yi Er turned his head, still a little bit reluctant to part with his drink: "Okay, you go ahead, I'll go around and take a sip when I'm tired."

Although this wine is useless, it is delicious. Thinking that he will never be able to drink this wine again, Yi Er feels a little bit sad.So he left well, with no wine in his eyes and no wine in his heart.

Prince was so focused on learning soul magic that he didn't notice anything wrong with El.He nodded to indicate that he understood, and then plunged into the ocean of learning again.

After the power of the soul was replenished, he found that his control over the soul had improved significantly, which was specifically reflected in the fact that he could complete the sound of a soul more quickly without being greatly affected.

The progress has once again achieved a qualitative and quantitative leap.

Because time doesn't change, Prince doesn't know how much time has passed.He found that he could change the color of a thread in seconds.

The threads in front of him changed color one by one, and there seemed to be a whisper in his ears. Prince's eyes lit up, and the whole Netherworld suddenly opened up in his eyes!The stagnant time shook, and it flowed by itself!

Prince suddenly looked at the loom, and a piece of cloth had been woven perfectly.The cloth that shone with silver light exudes

Even if he is thousands of miles away, he can feel the specific state of every soul in this world!

He saw Little Red Riding Hood lined up in the distance, various mushroom souls wandering in the dead tree forest, the huge fog of souls floating in the dark sky, and even a special blue ghost under the light.Everything is clearly visible, as if he is walking around him, his body is full of energy, as if he can command these souls by hooking his fingers.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly a little boy's voice came from next to his ear, and Prince suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden brilliance flashed in his eyes, which was dazzling.

"What's the matter with you?" Il looked a little uncomfortable, he slapped himself hard on the face, trying to regain consciousness, "Just now your place was completely shrouded in the black mist of the soul, and I was almost sucked into this place uncontrollably." The fog is blown away, you learn as you go, how can you learn like this?"

"Don't blame him. It's normal for you to suddenly gain powerful power and be unable to control it for a while. After this one time, it will be fine next time."

Anphropes appeared again. He took off the soul cloth exuding silvery white brilliance from the loom, and looked at the sky. The silver on the cloth seemed to be swimming under the illumination of light and dark.

"You are truly a genius in soul magic," the God of Man praised Prince, but soon his expression became serious, "But I still want to remind you that the power of a human soul is limited, and after saving all living beings Do not use it to do evil. All those who abuse soul magic either become demons like Long Ya, or become puppets of this kind of magic with taboo attributes."

Prince nodded, the wine bottle in his hand was empty before he knew it.

"Let's go back to Huston mainland as soon as possible."

As soon as the words fell, Prince clearly felt that the time around him began to slip away again.Anphropos' face became a little rosier than before, but still slightly pale.

He took a breath and motioned Prince to stretch out his hand: "Come on, come back with me."

The space tunnel was torn apart by the gods with their bare hands, and there was another purple passage glowing with thunder, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Anphropes looked back at Il again: "Il, I'm leaving, the Netherworld is up to you."

"Are you coming back?" Yi Er hurriedly asked, and he grabbed the sleeve of the god of human beings to prevent him from leaving.

A faint blue light flashed away, and the figure of Anphropes who was standing in place gradually became transparent.He stretched out his hand and rubbed Il's head, but didn't speak.

After a few breaths, the human god standing in place completely disappeared, and a dazzling sapphire blue stone floated in the distance. The stone was cloud-shaped, a little cute.

It dangled into Prince's outstretched hand.

Looking at the cold gemstone in his hand, Prince murmured, "This is the boarding place of Amphilopus's divine sense."

I don't know why the God of Man must return to the Huston Continent with him. Obviously, he only needs to destroy Long Ya's boarding house and use soul magic to transfer the soul persecuted by Long Ya to end all the troubles.

The gem in the palm of his hand twinkled, as if urging Prince to hurry through the space tunnel.In Prince's perception, tens of thousands of souls were added to the nether world at the moment when time opened, and he no longer thought about it so much.

Il was very sad. He secretly felt that Anphropes' return to the mainland must be extremely dangerous, but he knew that his persuasion was useless.

"You guys must be lucky!"

He can only bless in this way.

Prince responded, made a goodbye gesture, and stepped into the space tunnel.

His whole body was submerged in the darkness, and the moment he was completely swallowed by the darkness, Prince's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and a very low, very low prayer was instantly swallowed by the tunnel.

"Ansair, I'm back. You must hold on..."

Huston Continent fell into the flames of war—the border barrier was breached, and the human race fell into civil strife. It wasn't until Ansair, the commander of the Semurian Army, returned to the Dragon Slaying Alliance with the alliance's hope, the Bright Stone, that the human race gained a lingering life. Chance!

On the battlefield, countless soldiers who narrowly escaped death due to the breach of the border barrier thanked Ansair who appeared on the battlefield like a god from the bottom of their hearts. Without him, the war would take more lives!

He braved many dangers and fought all the way from the siege of the Tower of Light dragons to the borderlands. He was soaked in blood and almost comatose, but he tightly guarded the hope of peace - the Bright Stone.The light of the Bright Stone shines on the land of the alliance again, and this light of salvation also brings a new title to Ansair.

Son of Light!

After receiving the treatment, the Son of Light worked hard to reach an agreement with the mermaids, allowing the mermaids who had escaped from the world to use their legs to go ashore to help the Dragon Slaying Alliance. Since then, all races have been involved in the catastrophe of this continent.

"A lot of money, how much do we have left?"

Near the realm of the sky, the elite regiments of the three major teams of the Dragon Slaying Alliance are carrying out secret military missions.The inter-ethnic melee has been going on for more than a month, and the scene of the devastation completely destroyed the beauty of the Huston continent. The actual power holders of the Alliance Legion and the power holders and high-level leaders of the three major races have reached a unity to eradicate the war from the source as soon as possible.

The main force of the legion was fighting against Longya's minions composed of dragons, human rebels and dwarves in an orderly manner. The elves and mermaids were always on the side of the dragon-slaying alliance. For a while, the battle situation was a little anxious.

The casualties on both sides were all the crimes of Long Ya's evil thoughts, and they were all tragic endings that should not have happened!

According to the highest instructions, the Dragon Slaying Alliance established a hundred-member elite group, which sneaked into Long Island to assassinate Long Ya in a crowd-like manner.The elite group is full of ninth-level magicians, which can be called the strongest combat power of the Dragon Slaying Alliance in front of them.

Although Duoduojin did not have the strength of the ninth level, as a wartime supplies manager, he made an exception to enter the event.Hearing Ansair's question, he closed his eyes and thought for a second, and then answered neatly: "The main combat supplies are breath-suppressing potions, and there are still 103 sticks left. According to the duration of each support for 24 hours, we don't need it in a day. Fear of being found out.

I have sent people to secretly purchase, and it will be delivered through our internal teleportation array at about 13 hours and 25 minutes, and it is estimated that there will be 500.Other combat supplies are very sufficient. Even if all the supplies on hand are exhausted, a new batch of medicine can be sent in real time. "

Ansair nodded, but the frown still did not relax.

He was completely opposed to the assassination mission, but he couldn't change the meaning of the entire alliance.Death has made these upper echelons panic, afraid that it will be their turn in the next second.

Even though he had informed these people of the news he had received from the God of Light, their answers were tough.

"Long Ya is the divine sense of the Dragon God? Can't kill her directly? Are you kidding me?"

"It must have hurt your brain at the Sky Tower, and everyone who left the Sky Tower will have no memory. Ansair, did you make up a reason yourself, because you are afraid of war and sacrifice?"

"Dead is dead. There is no one who can be saved, little friend, although you have a high reputation at a young age, there are some things that cannot be said indiscriminately."

Most of them were surprised and incomprehensible by Ansair's avoidance of the battle, and even sneered at his explanation.

"You have never killed Long Ya, why don't you know if you can kill him?"

This sentence made Ben somewhat believe in Ansair or the few who were partial to Ansier.

"If you don't take any action, even if the barrier is opened, what's the use? What's more, we have already received powerful foreign aid, and with the support of the mermaid and elves, we should take the initiative to fight. Defeat Long Ya as soon as possible." evil forces, usher in real peace as soon as possible."

The man looked at Ansair and let out a long sigh: "You said you would wait for your Omega to get the so-called lodging, and you also talked about the legendary Netherworld, this...well, let me believe you, But do you know when Prince will come back? If he doesn't come back, we're still waiting to die like this?"

Ansair couldn't listen anymore, he beat up the politician in a circle: "Shut your mouth, I believe in Prince!"

The politician screamed, covering his blackened eyeballs: "Look, look, why are you so emotional? Beat up nobles on the spot. If you are a commoner, you will receive the heaviest punishment!"

The vines grew into the house from the window, and before the people present could stop them, the politician was entangled tightly. Sharp thorns grew from the vines and plunged into the politician's body, turning him into a hedgehog !

A dark light flashed in Ansair's eyes: "Unfortunately, I am a nobleman, a nobleman who is much higher than you - I hope you understand this. So I have the right to impose penalties on those who do not respect me. Politicians have been doing it for a long time , don’t forget the royal family on your heads.”

Blood quickly flowed from the politician's body. The red blood stained the green vines, which shocked most of the people present!

The chubby politician screamed terribly, and he began to beg for mercy: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, but, but! What everyone said is not unreasonable, your words are indeed too far-fetched!!"

The bony hands squeezed violently, the vines began to twist, and the politician let out even more miserable screams.

He raised his head and looked around the crowd with his dark eyes. When he saw some disapproving expressions on his adoptive mother and grandfather, he knew that there was no room for him to refuse the assassination mission.

"You guys discuss it." Ansair lowered his eyes, "I will obey the command."

The door was slammed shut, and everyone in the room looked at each other in blank dismay.The king of the Huston Empire coughed: "Leave him alone, the kid is having a temper tantrum. Let's continue discussing."

The politicians on the ground were taken to treatment by the maids, and everyone saw the situation clearly, so there was much less discussion about Ansair.But despite this, the final result was that the minority obeyed the majority, and the Dragon Slaying Alliance decided to carry out this assassination mission.

"Ansair, what are you thinking about?"

Dodojin's voice came from next to his ear, and Ansair's thoughts also came back.

"It's nothing, let's move on." He re-tied his slightly loose hair, fastened his boots again, and held the staff in his hand. A pale green light appeared in this forest, and he could only hear the whispers Some voices came, and Ansair knew that the hidden soldiers started to move forward again.

His long eyelashes covered his expression, and Duo Duojin stood beside him and gave him a worried look.

If Duo Duojin encountered such a thing, he would be depressed and have a headache.Obviously they don't agree with the assassination plan, but in the end they don't know that they are the leader of the mission!

At noon when the sky was brightest, Ansair led the team into the island.

The realm of the sky is the same as in the legend, there is no grass around, layers of rocks and broken sand in the wind show the harsh environment here.Only monsters with thick skins can settle here for a long time.

This is the forbidden land of the human race!

Ansair and the others put on khaki robes. This is a specially made magic clothing that can be invisible in the sand and dust environment. It is matched with breath-suppressing potions. For a while, the small army of a hundred people seemed to blend into the environment. Warcraft Pass by without seeing.

Dragon Island is the innermost part of the Sky Realm, directly below the sun.They were heading towards the sun now, the hot environment, thick clothes and strong sunlight tortured these mages, even at the ninth level, it was inevitable that they would sweat profusely.

A drop of crystal-clear sweat slid down Ansair's chiseled side face, and slowly soaked into his robe.He let out a breath, looked at Luyi who was getting closer and closer, and anxiety appeared in his eyes.

He has been waiting for Prince to come back, and he doesn't want these elites of the human race to do useless work, and he doesn't want them to fall because of the wrong judgment of the high-level.He knows Long Ya's ability and brutality very well.

After Ansair learned of the assassination mission, he tried his best to postpone the start of the mission. From the selection to the preliminary preparations to the official departure, it took nearly a month of tossing, but unfortunately, Prince still did not come back.

His heart was getting lower and lower day by day, and his worries about the future of the mainland and Prince were intertwined. He was in great pain every day, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only train harder and teach the soldiers all the dragon-slaying methods he had mastered in the illusion.At the same time, second-hand preparations were made in extreme pain, facing the situation that Prince would not come back.

A month later, facing all kinds of rumors, and even being slandered behind the scenes by many human races, there was a rumor that "I went to the Sky Tower and went out of my mind", and Ansair was unwilling to explain any more.

After everything was prepared, he finally set off for Long Island with the team.

Although this was a forced choice, perhaps the nobles were right. If Prince did not come back, this would be the best way.Although Long Ya will not die completely, the successive assassinations can also hurt her, and with the Long Yan inside the Dragon Clan, maybe it can really stop the war!

Besides, the God of Light once said that dead people can also enter the Netherworld. He thought, if something really happened to Prince, and his plan succeeded after fighting hard, and the mainland ushered in peace again, he would be able to calmly accept the The identity of the undead went to the netherworld to find Prince.

Finally, Dragon Island is within easy reach.

Looking down from a high place, Long Island is a sunken basin, surrounded by huge green inland lakes, it appears in the sky like a pearl.The greenery all over is like a mirage in the sandy soil environment. The brutal and rough architectural style and resplendent building materials make Long Island glisten in the sun. The sparkling lake reflects the magnificent colorful island, as if to show The treasure of the dragon is waiting for the arrival of a destined person.

But Ansair knew that the depths of the island under the beautiful appearance were cruel reality and piled up bones!

"According to plan."

Ansair gave an order, and immediately, a team of 100 people sneaked into Dragon Island from every corner.

Soon, there was a commotion inside Long Island!

A group of magicians who attracted attention had already started their mission. The lush trees were burned, the sky was full of fire, and black smoke rose.

"Why did it catch fire? Is that idiot dragon breathing fire in Dragon Island?!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Dwarfs, get out of here and put out the fire!"

The roar of the dragon clan resounded, and the giant dragon in armor flew into the air with its wings outstretched, holding a weapon made of pure gold in its claws!

Taking advantage of the inside of Dragon Island to catch the infiltrated magicians, another group of magicians galloped towards the highest peak of the Dragon Island, Mount Andrews!

This mountain towered into the sky, and it became colder as it went up, but in order not to attract Longya's attention, the magicians could only use force to resist the frost that made the blood freeze, and the eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with frost. But still headed towards the top.

There is a pure gold castle on the top of Mount Andrews. Countless dwarves are adding details to the already finely crafted castle. A few-year-old dwarf is wearing a crown and commanding everyone to do things arrogantly!

"I am the king of the dwarves! You...you all listen to me! I want to build the best palace for my mother!"

Standing on a rock, he shouted childishly: "If it weren't for the mother to work for us, the dwarves would die of poverty! Everyone must thank mother from the bottom of their hearts!"

The dwarf has silver-white hair and a very cute little face, but his expression is particularly arrogant.He was "adopted" by Longya not long after he was born, and he did not receive the guidance and education of the dwarf elders, so he has grown crooked.

Today, as usual, he came before his people and urged them to work hard.

Jumping off the rock, he sighed in a mature way: "Oh, I really did my best for the development of the dwarves."

The dwarf skipped into the palace humming, and now he's off to meet the best mom in the world!

That's right, in his mind, Long Ya is his mother.

He walked happily, and suddenly found that today's palace seemed a little different, he saw two black shadows flashing away.

Is it...?

The dwarf's eyes lit up, these stupid enemies actually ran to his mother's palace, and he was going to tell the guard uncles now!

But as soon as he turned around, a cold hand covered his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the dwarf hopping around in the palace disappeared!

"Hmm... Mmm!!" He stared wide-eyed, stretched out his hand to break the hand on his face, and kicked his feet, but it was in vain.Surprised and anxious, he sobbed softly.

The person who caught him was Ansair who came to Long Island for the assassination mission this time: "Do you know where the magic circle leading to Long Ya's room is?"

The dwarf cried, grabbed his hand, shook his head and refused to answer.

"Leader, this dwarf is probably useless, why don't you kill it? This kind of Long Ya's loyal crowd will kill one by one!" A brown-haired young man with Ansair whispered beside him.

The crying dwarf's eyes were shocked, and he quickly began to nod, and motioned for Ansair to move his hand away.

"Leader, this person is probably a little liar. As soon as you let go of your hand, he yells to attract people over, should you kill him?" The brown-haired young man obviously didn't believe in dwarves, and still insisted on killing people.

Ansair pondered for a moment, as if he was considering whether to kill or not. This time, the scary young dwarf was taken aback. He simply stretched out his finger and his eyes were full of pleading.

Don't kill him!

Apparently, the two magicians in front of him were still vigilant towards him, they didn't fully trust his directions, and walked in the direction he pointed after careful observation.

These human races are cunning, but he didn't lie, it's just a pity that he will disturb his mother who is on lunch break!

But mother loves him so much, she will definitely teach these people a lesson, right?

The three of them soon came to a magic circle. As soon as they saw the magic circle, the brown-haired youth cast a stun spell to make the dwarf fall asleep.

He grinned and gave himself a thumbs up: "Director, did I act like it just now?"

Ansair clenched his fist to cover the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, praised the young man with his eyes, and then turned his attention to the magic circle.

"I will go in first. If the teleportation location is correct, I will pass the address through the teleportation array. You are responsible for contacting other teammates outside and let everyone go directly to the destination."

young brunette nodding