Blasphemy: 5 Dark Fire

Five days have passed, and the "hunting" has been going on as planned. The hunters left some vague traces, and the prey were clever enough to detect these clues. By now, the prey must have known that a human expedition team of more than a hundred people has arrived here.

The number of sentries among the dwarves has increased significantly these days, and the activities of spies have become more and more frequent. It can be seen that the dwarves have a good leader who is not as impulsive as ordinary dwarves. It can be inferred from the confessions of the captured dwarves that the dwarf king likes to use his brain, and the hunters are also afraid that he will not use his brain.

When the dwarf thinks, the hunter laughs.

The night on the fifth day was still very calm. The hunters buried the bodies of two dwarves who had been tortured to death in the forest. In the afternoon, the two corpses were discovered by the dwarves and brought back.

Late at night, while Rogge was studying the magic book in his tent, he suddenly felt a person sneaking into his tent deftly. Rogge remained calm and continued to read hard, until a pair of soft little hands covered his eyes as fast as lightning.

Roger pretended to be surprised, and then a sweet voice sounded in his ear: "Guess who I am?"

Roger suddenly reached back and grabbed the person behind him **** the chest. He chuckled and said, "Ani, you have to come to your door to suffer a loss every time. Aren't you afraid that I will eat you?" ”

Aini chuckled and lay on Rogge's back, not caring about being taken advantage of by him.

"Eat me? I'm afraid you don't have such a big appetite, so I can support you!"

"Didn't I eat you to the point of leaving no bones the last few times?" Rogge moved his hands vigorously.

Aini groaned twice, stabbed the back of Rogge's neck with her nails, and said: "Damn fat man, don't be so hasty. I have business here this time. The princess asked you to come over."

Roger's heart jumped a few times, but his face showed a look of joy. Aini twisted Rogge hard again and said: "Damn Fatty, are you trying to trick the princess again? Stop thinking about it now! Aren't you afraid of being turned into a monster by the princess?"

Froya's tent is not big, but like the mysterious carriage, the space inside is incredibly large. What Rogge could see alone were three guest bedrooms, a hall, a kitchen and Froya's small magic laboratory. The dozens of various strange beasts she had captured in the past few days were also brought here, and she didn't know where they were stored.

Since that day, Fatty and Froya's two maids had quite a romantic relationship. No one knows what the fat man, who has always been lustful, is thinking. But there were gains and losses. After that night, Froya lost interest in Rogge and never laid a finger on him again. As for letting Rogge touch Froya, he didn't have the guts yet.

Rogg waited in the living room for a long time before Froya came out. Rogg's mind immediately went blank.

Froya had obviously just finished taking a shower, and water droplets were still dripping from the tips of her hair. A small face looks more and more beautiful and elegant. She casually wore a silk nightdress and a shawl, barefooted, and casually sat down on the sofa opposite Rogge. The water on her body has not yet been wiped dry, and many graceful curves are exposed.

Roger stared straight at Froya's slender feet, which were as frosty as snow, and recalled the cold and slippery feeling of those little feet on his face that night. At that time, Fatty only had anger in his heart. Today, he was able to observe it carefully and feel Froya's breathtaking beauty even more.

Froya's beauty is perfection. In Rogge's memory, every part of her body is so flawless.

"Rogg? Rogge?"

Froya called several times before calling Rogge's soul back.

Froya gently touched her cheek with her finger and asked calmly: "I heard that your mage pet is a very dangerous skeleton. Can you summon it and let me have a look?"

Roger was immediately startled. If Feng Yue met Froya, he would probably fight to the death on the spot. Fengyue now has an independent consciousness, and he can't even say that he can command her.

"What are you waiting for? Are you afraid that I will steal your pet?" Froya began to urge.

"Your Highness, it seems a little inappropriate to summon skeletons in your room!"

"It's not your size!" Froya picked up a cushion and threw it at Rogge, "You summoned me when I asked you to, and you still resisted. Do you want to stay in a prison in another world for a while? Or do you want to try the taste of lightning?" She raised her hand and lifted a corner of her shawl, giving Rogge a startled look that almost caused him to bleed from his nose.

Being forced, Rogge had no choice but to chant the summoning spell slowly. In fact, all Fatty needs to do to summon Feng Yue is a thought in his mind, and no spells are needed at all. He pretended to recite the incantation, just to delay time.

Rogg was sweating profusely while reciting the short summoning spell. In front of Froya, a great magician, he didn't dare to play tricks on the spells.

After finally reciting the incantation, a magic circle appeared in the center of the hall, and a faint skeleton began to take shape.

Roger was stunned.

This skeleton is tall and strong, wearing simple iron armor, holding a shining steel sword in his right hand, and a fine iron shield in his left hand. He is obviously a top-notch skeleton warrior.

The problem is, it’s not Feng Yue who comes, it’s just one of Feng Yue’s subordinates.

Although there were several battles, Fengyue also folded her wings, put away the conspicuous sickle, and used a rusty knife to pretend to be an ordinary skeleton. But Rogge can assert that this time the person coming is definitely a genuine skeleton soldier!

"Roger, why is your pet different from what others described to me?" Froya was also a little confused.

"Your Highness, the villain's pet is a little different, and the villain doesn't know what's going on. Others are surprised when they see it, and there are inevitably some inaccuracies in the stories passed around."

"That's true." Froya pondered for a moment and carefully observed the skeleton, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary skeleton soldier. She was slightly disappointed.

Froya thought for a moment and took out a small box with eight bottles of crimson magic potion neatly placed inside.

"These are the magic potions of 'Fire Shield'. I just made some. The dwarf tribe is much stronger than expected. You can't cast the magic of 'Fire Shield' with your current magic level. These are for you. Protect yourself."

Rogg finally passed the test.

After coming out from Froya, Fatty had new worries. What if Fengyue only sends one of his men to make up for the loss when his life is in danger in the future? What should he do?

While the fat man was filled with worries, the dwarf king was furious at the corpses of two tribesmen.

"Send out all the best spies! You must find those **** humans for me! Start the 'hunting' plan immediately!" The dwarf king's eyes have turned dark red.

Just two days ago, the Dwarf King and his think tanks formulated a plan overnight to fish out the **** humans. The name of the plan is "Hunting".

"My wise king, you have to be careful, don't fall into the trap of the human race. Recently, there are more and more signs that the devil is about to be born, and his claws have slowly extended here! You have to be careful. !" The old wizard said with heavy eyes.

"My best spies have found out that there are no more than 200 human beings at most. They seem to be members of a mercenary group called Yamo in the human country across the forest. Not to mention 200 humans, just Two thousand of them have come, and my 'Rage Flame Hammer' can turn them into ashes. Now, the corpses of my people are lying here, do you still want to persuade me to hide here, or even avoid them?! Avoid a mere two hundred humans?!"

Faced with the furious dwarf king, the old wizard refused to retreat.

"No matter what, I must avenge this. Someone, send the great wizard back to rest!" Two dwarf guards walked up and carried the old wizard out of the hall without any explanation.

The old wizard Tianyan was exhausted. He did not go back to rest, but went straight to the holy place of the dwarf dungeon: the Altar of Blue Fire.

The altar is ten meters high, and a ball of blue fire more than three meters high spurts out from the center of the altar, which does not go out all year round. The altar is covered with magic symbols about a foot in size, each symbol emitting a faint blue light.

"My Lord, Chris Drake, who is in charge of war, I, the Sky Eye, your humblest servant, look forward to your oracle! Save your most devout believers! Point out the way for your believers in the future. Let’s go!”

The old wizard crouched under the altar and prayed.

After praying, he chanted the mantra again. The lengthy incantation took half an hour to complete. The old wizard walked up to the blue fire and opened his chest with a golden dagger. This knife was so deep that a stream of hot blood was marked far away and splashed on the blue fire. The blue fire suddenly shot up high, reflecting the large room in blue. One after another, magical symbols with proven meanings composed of flames floated out of the blue fire and slowly dissipated in the air.

"O God! Instruct your servant!" The old wizard shouted hoarsely.

The blue fire rose a little higher again and slowly dimmed. In the old wizard's desperate eyes, the flames slowly lowered to just over a foot, and finally turned into black flames.

Dang! The golden dagger in the old wizard's hand fell to the ground, and the remaining blood on the dagger spattered, which was shocking.

"Oh God!" There was already a hint of sob in the old wizard's hoarse voice, "Why do you abandon your people! Or, you are helpless with this demon that is about to be born!"

The old wizard fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

More than thirty heavily armed dwarf warriors are searching in the Forest of Silence. This team of dwarf warriors is well-equipped and consists of twenty intermediate tomahawk warriors, more than a dozen ax throwers, and even a dwarf wizard. . The leader of the dwarf warrior is already a bit older, and his armor is obviously better made than the others. It is also inlaid with magic silver to represent a magic symbol that represents the strengthening of the armor. However, humans generally cannot tell the age of dwarves, because all adult dwarves have beards.

The group of dwarves followed the clues on the ground and soon found several human adventurers. These people were sitting around a campfire, talking loudly about how much the captured dwarves could be sold for. The appearance of the large group of dwarves shocked the adventurers. They didn't even have time to pick up the weapons on the ground and fled into the forest.

The dwarf warriors had to admire these humans for being able to escape so quickly in the primeval forest. Due to the inherent length of the dwarf's legs, it is impossible to catch up with these people in short sprints. However, the endurance of dwarves is far beyond that of humans.

After chasing and escaping, we chased him for three to five kilometers in the blink of an eye. The dwarf trackers came to a clearing in the forest. The adventurers were smiling at them.

With a shout, more than a hundred ambush adventurers rushed out of the forest, including a magician! The situation of the dwarf trackers suddenly turned bad. Everyone knows that dwarves are not very talented in magic. It is difficult for dwarf wizards to compete with human magicians of the same level. Therefore, dwarf wizards mostly focus on auxiliary spells in order to give full play to the natural fighting power of dwarf warriors.

"Aha! Dwarves are dwarves, their brains are as small as their bodies! There are more than thirty strong dwarves. It seems that our harvest this time is not small. If I catch you, I can close the team. In the second half of the year I don’t have to suffer in this **** ghost place anymore!” A middle-aged swordsman with a sinister face among the adventurers (in the eyes of dwarves, all humans are sinister) said with a smile.

The dwarf leader gave an order, and the dwarf trackers formed a circle, with the warriors outside and the ax thrower in the middle. He shouted angrily: "Despicable humans, insidious Yama mercenaries! The descendants of the great God of War can only die in battle, and no one is willing to be a slave. Come and try, I will let you use double the corpses as your stupid decision The price!"

"Really? The stubbornness of dwarves is indeed proportional to their stupidity. Recognizing our identities is your most stupid performance! Although I am reluctant to kill you - every dwarf is a wealth! But it is not I don’t mind a small loss to my property. For example, I’ll roast you alive and feed it to the monsters. Brothers, get ready to do it!”

"Vote!" The dwarf leader suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar.

The human adventurers were startled by the sudden loud sound. Before the middle-aged swordsman came to his senses, light flashed in front of his eyes, and a dozen throwing axes roared towards him. His life was at stake. He shouted loudly, and his fighting spirit exploded instantly, forming a small whirlwind to protect him. Then his long sword struck out with lightning and hit a throwing ax in front of him. When the swords and axes intersected, the fighting spirit in the long sword threw the sword into the air. His body was blown to pieces, and the shock wave immediately took away three other throwing axes.

Although the middle-aged swordsman had amazing martial arts skills, he was caught off guard and was struck by two throwing axes on his left shoulder and right leg, causing serious injuries. Before he could recover, the second wave of throwing axes flew over again. At this time, he was already defenseless. In the critical situation, he could no longer care about his face. He fell down on the spot and rolled to the side.

No one expected that the dwarf, who had always been upright and upright, would suddenly take action. The two waves of ax throwing not only injured the middle-aged swordsman, but also chopped down seven or eight adventurers behind him. At this time, the adventurers came to their senses and stepped forward to kill them. The forest suddenly fell into a melee.

The alpine dwarves are indeed extremely brave. The warriors on the outside will not retreat even if they have multiple swords in their bodies. The ax throwers in the inner circle move in a uniform manner. Each time more than a dozen axes are thrown in the same direction, there will always be a winner. Several adventurers were cut down. The dwarf wizard blessed the dwarves with blessings and blessed the dwarf leader with 'power'.

The battle situation became stalemate, and for every dwarf who fell, two adventurers were always buried with him.

In a secret camp in the forest, Jing Ge, Rogge, and Benjamin were looking attentively at a basin of water on the ground. The battle situation is clearly shown in the water.

"I didn't expect that Paulus would be in such a mess!" Franco was somewhat gloating.

Rogg frowned and said: "The mountain dwarves are stronger than originally expected! Even one of the Golden Lion Knights died in the battle. Our personnel losses are quite high!"

Benjamin said calmly: "It doesn't matter, as long as everything goes as planned, these losses will still be worth it."

The commander on the battlefield, the middle-aged swordsman, Paulus, finally became cruel and shouted: "Kill them all! Leave no one alive! ***, I don't want any money!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fireball landed in the center of the dwarf battle circle. Four or five ax throwers were covered in flames and slowly fell down. Not long after, the second fireball flew over again, and four more dwarves fell down forever. The other dwarves were affected and were more or less injured. The dwarf leader was so angry that he roared and chopped down a human adventurer with an axe.

The originally stalemate battle situation began to become one-sided due to the advantage of human magicians.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the outside of the adventurer's encirclement, and someone shouted loudly: "Oh no! A large group of dwarves are coming to kill us!"

Paulus shouted: "How many people are there?"

"At least two hundred!"

Paulus made a prompt decision and shouted: "Retreat immediately! My people are behind! Magician, set fire to the wall!"

A wall of fire spread across the forest, temporarily blocking the dwarf pursuers.

The Dwarf King "Rage Flame Hammer" stood in front of the wall of fire and smiled contemptuously. He was wearing dark golden full-body armor, with streaks of dark red flames constantly emerging from the armor. Only two eyes are exposed on the face-covered helmet. On the helmet is a **** of war driving a flaming chariot. The wings of the chariot extend far to the side and rear. The helmet is so exquisitely made that even the feathers on the chariot's wings are made to perfection. The dwarf king rides a huge lizard. The lizard is four meters long from head to tail. Its body is dark purple and its eyes are fiery red. As the tongue stretched and retracted, there was a faint smell of sulfur.

The dwarf king holds a huge, simple war hammer, glowing with a faint red light. The warhammer is engraved with dense magic symbols.

"You still want to play with fire in front of me?" the dwarf king shouted, and raised the war hammer in his hand, with a red light shining brightly on the hammer. The wall of fire immediately dimmed and was quickly extinguished.

"Chase!" The dwarf king led his men in pursuit.

"Is this the Dwarf King? Sure enough! I don't think Paulus is his match!" Kate's voice was calm, but there was a trace of nervousness and joy in her heart, the joy of being able to face off against a strong opponent.

"The twenty dwarf century-old warriors beside the dwarf king cannot be ignored. Well, the dwarf king seems to have initially mastered the power of fire, and he should have become a dark fire warrior. That is a very high level for a dwarf warrior. This The battle is not easy to fight." Jing Ge said with a frown.

Roger's view is different: "The armor and helmet of the Dwarf King can be sold for at least 50,000 gold coins! Well, of course, the 'Rage Flame God Hammer' seems to have a lot of fire elements attached to it." The damage, as well as the ability to control fire, are not much different from those of artifacts. Yeah, yeah, I think one hundred thousand gold coins is the lowest price. This deal is worth it!"

Benjamin also agreed: "Look, many of the Dwarf King's men wear magic armor. Most of these equipment are probably made by the dwarves themselves. It seems that there must be magic silver underneath this land. Ore vein! No matter what, we must capture the Dwarf Hills! No matter how much we lose! Jing Ge, Rogge, if one of your men dies, the Clark Chamber of Commerce will compensate you with an additional hundred gold coins! As for the rights and interests of the mineral vein, the Chamber of Commerce will I will give you 20%."

Froya looked at these people with interest and asked: "Is making money so important? Is it worth taking such a big risk?"

Rogg was concentrating on studying the equipment on the Dwarf King. He accidentally said what was in his heart: "How could you, a rich woman, know how hard we work to make money? It's so damn... ah!"

There was silence all around.

Froya has been a princess since she was a child. Later, she followed the great wizard Hierro and she was also a master of pharmacy. She has more than one artifact in her hand, and money has indeed never meant anything to her.

The most innocent and beautiful smile appeared on the face of this little goblin, and she said with a slight smile: "Rich woman? I like this title! Rich becomes a woman, um, am I very old? Already a mother-in-law?" , she reached out to catch Roger.

Her slender fingers were as ugly as the devil's claws in Rogge's eyes. But where can he hide? In addition to apologizing for laughter, I still apologize for laughing.

Froya's fingers gently crossed Rogge's face, and the faint green-dyed nails exuded the faint fragrance of unknown flowers. Rogge suddenly felt weak all over and fell to the ground. The feeling of powerlessness disappeared in an instant, and Rogge jumped up again, and then he had time to scream.

Froya looked at Rogge with a half-smile. Rogge was sweating profusely, apologizing for laughing, apologizing for laughing.

The rest of the people in the camp raised their eyes to the sky or talked about the weather.

The Dwarf King chased these adventurers for nearly fifty kilometers and raided their home base in one fell swoop. Paulus personally led twenty men to cut off the queen and fight with the dwarf king. The 'Rage Flame Divine Hammer' had to admit that the human beings in front of him were really powerful. Under the double blow of the flames of his own Divine Hammer, he was able to sustain this for many times with his sword skills and fighting spirit. It wasn't until most of the adventurers successfully escaped that Paulus slowly retreated deep into the forest.

"I will come back for revenge!" Paulus said viciously before leaving.

The Dwarf King disapproved. In his plan, the hunting had just begun, and he was only afraid that Paulus would not come. This time he only brought one hundred and fifty dwarf warriors, just to make the other party think that he only had this strength. When these **** Yomo mercenaries come back, there will be dwarf warriors with ten times the strength waiting for them!

The dwarf king gained a lot from raiding the adventurer camp. In addition to rescuing more than a dozen captured dwarves, they also obtained a large amount of food, equipment, supplies and spirits. Among them are two small barrels of wine. Just looking at the ancient appearance, the age-old seal mark, and the careful placement in the central tent, you can tell that they are worth a lot of money. The rich aroma of wine is exuded through the century-old oak barrels. The smell of the wine alone made the dwarves almost unable to restrain themselves.

After being yelled at and suppressed by the "Rage Flame God Hammer", he stopped his men from breaking open the barrels and having a drink. The dwarf king personally held two small barrels of wine and ordered his men to take away all useful things from the adventurers' camp, and burned everything that could not be taken away with a fire.

Although he failed to annihilate all the invading humans this time, the Dwarf King has a long-term plan to catch big fish. What's more, only twenty dwarves died in the end, but the humans paid more than forty lives. The dwarves can be said to have won a complete victory.

Now that the intruders have been severely punished, the celebration ceremony is essential for the optimistic dwarves by nature. The ten barrels of fine wine and the two small barrels of top-grade whiskey snatched from the human base were the envy of the whole city. The Dwarf King has always had a reputation for not being stingy in these matters. Although he was extremely reluctant this time, he would not ruin his reputation.

It’s all because those two small barrels of top quality whiskey are so **** tempting. The Dwarf King has never smelled such fragrant wine in his life! The technology of brewing spirits has always been exclusive to the human race, especially the best spirits, which have never been passed down to outsiders. It is said that each of the dozen or so top-quality spirits has some unique spices in it, and the formulas and brewing methods of these spices are all unique. It is passed down among several major brewing families, and no outsider has ever known about it...

All the dwarves in the city were gathered in the square at this moment, and the dwarf king stood on the high platform with great satisfaction. The dwarf girls were already dancing around the fire.

As the dwarf king announced that the spirit as a trophy would be enjoyed by the whole city, the square was filled with cheers! As for those top-quality whiskeys, the Dwarf King also wants to share them with the leaders of the city and his most loyal and brave century-old warriors.

"My king, those are the tears of the devil! You can't drink it. It has been clearly recorded in the great prophecy book!" There are always people who want to come out to spoil the fun, and the old wizard Tianyan is such a person.

The dwarf king said angrily: "Master Sky Eye, I admire your magic power. But are you confused? This is obviously the best wine, but where are the devil's tears? Are you saying that the wine is poisonous? Called Wouldn’t it be better if your wizard came to check it out?"

But the dwarf wizard who is the most proficient in poisons can't detect any poison, and even the Sky Eye can't tell the reason, and he can't sense any power of the curse. The old wizard couldn't help it. He suddenly fell to his knees and kept asking the dwarf king to pour out the wine.

‘Hammer of Raging Flames’ was stunned. In two hundred years, he had never seen the respected Sky Eye act so rude.

"Okay, let's find a dog and try to see if there is any poison in this wine!"

"My king, don't waste this good wine, I am willing to test the poison!" A centuries-old warrior who was obviously stronger than the others stood up and said loudly.

The century-old warrior drank the wine, and he was obviously intoxicated by the unprecedented taste. All the dwarves were salivating after seeing it. The dwarf king ordered the celebration to continue.

An hour passed. ~IndoMTL.com~ Two hours passed.

Five hours have passed, and the century-old warrior is safe and sound, and his fighting spirit has not been affected.

As the dwarf king announced that he would start sharing the two barrels of wine, the dwarves on the high platform burst into cheers.

The dwarf king held up the golden cup and drank the wine in one gulp. He could not hold his breath until his face turned purple before he breathed out the fragrance of the wine and said: "Fuck him! Even if these are really the tears of the devil, I will drink them all. Finished!"

The carnival in the square began.

In the shadow in the corner of the square, Tianyan stood lonely. He looked sadly at the dwarves on the high platform who were caught up in crazy excitement. He took another look at the carnival scene in the square and finally made up his mind:

"Devils! I will make you pay the price too!"

The Sky Eye summoned a young dwarf wizard and ordered: "Help me go to the Gate of the Abyss!" The young wizard trembled for a moment, obviously showing fear, but under the stern gaze of the Sky Eye, he still helped me The old wizard left quietly.