Wizard of All Souls

Fortunately, the dwarf prince made the right choice and successfully passed the test of the foggy forest.

After the seven dwarves hugged happily, they quickly calmed down.

Now is not the time to be happy, they have more important things to do.

The dwarf prince said politely to the goblin in mid-air: My lord goblins, I'm Tiger the dwarf from Mount Bard, can I meet the Lord of the Mist?

For the request of the dwarf prince, the goblins did not hesitate.

plz follow me.

The seven dwarfs followed the goblin.

They walked among the flowers, surrounded by all kinds of strange flowers, and flower buds with a diameter of several meters abound.

Faced with such a beautiful scenery, all the dwarves were in no mood to appreciate it.

Next, we will meet the Mist Lord. Will the Mist Lord agree to their request? Will the dwarves be aided?

The next moment will decide the life and death of 180,000 dwarves.

Cross the flower field and come to a relatively open place.

welcome.

Haha, is the visitor seven hundred and eighty years apart this time a dwarf?

Dwarfs, your performance is very good, especially you as a prince, I almost like you.

The goblins all over the sky are flying in the sky, laughing and welcoming the arrival of the dwarves.

The scene was so festive, and the dwarves were less tense.

Where is the Mist Lord...

Just as the dwarf prince was about to ask a question, he stared at the scene that suddenly came into view in front of him, and his face became dull.

Hundreds of meters directly in front of them, there is an ancient tree hundreds of meters high that reaches the sky.

The canopy of the tree blocks out the sky and the sun, covering the sky with a radius of several kilometers.

What surprised them even more was that the ancient tree actually forked into three branches at the trunk stage, and the leaves, textures, flowers, fruits grown on each branch were very different, as if three different branches The trees are spliced ​​together.

This is the Holy Tree of Three Lives, and it is also the Lord of the Mist that you are looking for. The goblin at the side explained to the dull-faced dwarves.

Mist, Lord of the Mist?

The dwarves opened their mouths wide, staring in disbelief at the huge ancient tree called the Holy Tree of Three Lives, also known as the Lord of Mists.

The Lord of Mist is actually a tree?

Plop! Plop! Plop!...

The seven dwarves quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the Holy Tree of Three Lives.

Respected Lord of the Mist, please save the dwarves.

The evil Weir Emperor, the evil Dark Witch King, the Cairo Empire violated the three-hundred-year-old covenant and wantonly slaughtered my people. You must help us.

The only one who can save us is you, we have no other way but to seek your help.

As long as you are willing to help us, we are willing to give everything!

The dwarves kept kowtowing, begging, begging, and even their voices were choked up.

You guys get up first.

The fairies around led the dwarves towards the Holy Tree of Three Lives.

Under the holy tree, on a thick tree root floating above the ground, sat the elf who had always been luxurious and graceful—the elf queen.

The ordinary goblins flying around are only a little over ten centimeters tall, but the goblin queen is half a meter tall.

We all know your request. Now that you have passed the test, we will naturally help you. The Fairy Queen smiled.

All the dwarves breathed a sigh of relief at the Goblin Queen's words.

This trip was finally not in vain, might as well be much easier than imagined?

The Fairy Queen smiled and continued: We will help you, give you rescue, the specific implementation method...

The faces of the dwarves became heavy again, listening carefully to the words of the Fairy Queen.

...

Mount Budd.

Boom—

The entire Bud Mountain was constantly shaking under the bombardment of tens of thousands of guns.

Hundreds of thousands of Cairo soldiers surrounded Mount Bader, and the soldiers continuously manipulated cannons to fire shells at Mount Bader.

In the dwarven palace inside Mount Bard.

The dwarf king sat on the throne, and there were nearly a hundred high-level dwarves in armor standing below him, including the dwarf prince Tiger and his six friends.

The dwarf princes did get help from the Misty Forest, and they also returned to Mount Bard five days ago to tell the other dwarves the news.

However, the misty forest's assistance is a little different from what they initially imagined.

The Misty Forest doesn't intend to go to war with the Cairo Empire, nor does it intend to send strong men to help the dwarves fend off their enemies.

The way the Misty Forest helps the dwarves is by sheltering the dwarves.

The dwarves must go to the location of the misty forest in person and enter the misty forest to be sheltered.

Bud Mountain is neither far nor close to the Misty Forest. It only takes one hundred kilometers by road, and only three hundred kilometers by path.

At the speed of an adult dwarf running at full strength, it can reach the foggy forest in an hour at the fastest or three hours at the slowest.

The problem is that Mount Bard has a full 180,000 dwarves!

It would be fine if there were only a few tens or hundreds of people. It would be impossible to migrate 180,000 dwarves into the foggy forest under the siege of the Cairo Empire!

Your Majesty, our food supply has bottomed out.

Soldiers from the Cairo Empire surrounded Mount Bad, and artillery bombarded them day and night, causing many mines to collapse.

All the scouts we sent have been discovered. Among their wizard apprentices are night demon owners. Their eyesight is comparable to that of an astronomical telescope, and they can see through thousands of kilometers.

The route that Prince Tiger took before, the Potter Hills, the Naai Grand Canyon, and the Mingta Peak, has been noticed by the Cairo Empire and is impassable.

Bad news came to the dwarf king's ears one after another.

The dwarves are at the end of their rope.

If you don't take any action, you will either starve to death or die in battle, no matter which one is the end of the group.

The dwarf king raised his hand and signaled the dwarves present to calm down, I know everyone is anxious, but this is a critical moment of national destruction, we must act calmly.

After looking at the calmed down man with satisfaction, the dwarf king asked, How are you getting ready?

All dwarves are ready for battle.

Equipment, weapons, armor, magic armor, cannons, airship... everything has been adjusted and ready to use.

Drawings, designs, tools, etc. are also packed.

We have divided all the dwarves into seven teams according to your instructions, and we are all ready to sacrifice for our people.

This is the troop layout we got from the spies of the Cairo Empire. We have already studied the weakness of the Cairo Empire to block us.

Blood armor, potions, monsters...all the things that can enhance standing have been used, and all available resources have been used.

Facing the information sent by the high-level dwarves, the dwarf king's head lighted slightly.

Indeed, everything is ready.

Next, you just need to fight hard, whether you live or die depends on luck.

The dwarf king stood up and glanced around fiercely, The moment to decide the fate of our dwarves is tonight!

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with the roar of the dwarves.