On the desolate ancient road overgrown with weeds, a long and narrow crack appeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if a ferocious giant mouth would swallow everyone into its bottomless darkness at any time.

"Is that the crack?"

The goblin wizard Malvasa looked at the crack about three meters in front of her, and the little hand hidden in the cloak moved slightly. Under the guidance of magic, a fist-sized stone appeared in her palm, and was then thrown into the black lacquer by her. Paint the crack channel.

"That's right, Carlos once sent people in to investigate, and found many ancient dragon reliefs on the nearby walls." Thorne walked to the crack and glanced at it. Because it was too deep, he couldn't see the bottom at all. .

Then he looked at the goblin wizard who had already healed himself from his grief and said, "The location after going down through the crack should belong to the Rat Man's territory. Due to the complicated terrain, for the safety of the detectives, it did not go too deep. ."

"The holy city of dragonborn in ancient times has fallen into the depths of the ground for unknown reasons. I am afraid that even if we go down, it will be a ruin." The pale red eyes of the goblin wizard Malvasia, hidden under the pointed hat, flickered, and fell into contemplation. , and then slowly said:

"Moreover, there are still rats and unknown evil creatures living in it. Even if there are treasures buried, in my estimation, they have already been searched by these rat people who are good at digging holes and domesticating mice. Then we will take the risk to explore, What's the point?"

"This is the lost holy city of the dragonborn race, and it is also the place that countless dragonborns are eager to find. Even if it is a pile of dust or waste, I will personally leave footprints unique to the dragonborn race there."

After the dragonborn paladin Peo finished speaking, he immediately walked forward. When he reached the vicinity of the crack, he just glanced at it, and regardless of whether there was any danger, he immediately prepared to jump.

"Don't be so impulsive." Thorne saw the movement of the paladin Paeo about to jump down, put his hand on his shoulder, pulled him back with all his strength, and glanced at him with a frown:

"We didn't say that we couldn't go, just analyze the situation inside before going down. You go to the back honestly and wait until we have discussed it before we will inform you to leave."

After Thorne finished speaking, he immediately gestured to the orc juggernaut not far away, and the other party instantly understood what he meant and ran over to pull the impatient paladin aside.

"So, what I dislike the most is to team up with these dead-headed paladins, because they always do bad things with good intentions. Especially when they are in danger, they can all retreat safely, but they hold their weapons and yell. One voice: For the belief of whoever and whoever, we have nothing to fear, there is no retreat or fear in the dictionary of our paladins, disrupting the plans we have long discussed and causing them to be nullified."

The goblin wizard Malvasia, who could not hear the echoes of the falling stones, glanced at the tall and burly paladin Peo with her pale red eyes, gently stroked the wolf's hair, and said calmly.

"It's not that serious, is it?" After listening to the goblin wizard's complaints, Thorne asked insincerely, recalling the embarrassing scene when he and the paladins explored the underground ruins of Twin Towers.

"Forget it, let's not mention those bad things, who gave them the capital to die, otherwise without strong strength, these upright guys would have died long ago."

Goblin wizard Malvasia spit out again, and then looked at Thorne and left a sentence: "What to do next, you can decide for yourself."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the crowd and drove the warg to the side.

"Master Qingchen, then I will trouble you." Seeing the goblin wizard leaving, Thorne breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and then looked at the silent Druid Master Qingchen and said politely.

Since Andrina's tower still has a banshee, it is not very reassuring to leave her alone after leaving, so her pet little devil was left in the tower to take care of the innocent girl demon.

And his animal companion is too big to be a reconnaissance companion. As for magic, he doesn't want to waste it here. After all, there is a better choice for Druid.

"No problem." Master Qingchen smiled and replied simply. With a light wave of his wide sleeves, a small, lively black crow flew out of it with small wings.

Immediately afterwards, the black crow called out to Master Qingchen twice, circled over his head, and then plunged into the dark crack alone.

While everyone was waiting, the orc swordsman and the dragonborn paladin stood together and talked. From their undisguised voices, it could be heard that they seemed to be talking about the birth of the dragonborn race. How to deal with it, whether to make it into an ornament to wear, or eat it directly.

Master Qingchen sat alone by the crack and closed his eyes in contemplation.

Thorne glanced at the goblin wizard Malvasa, who was unexpectedly silent, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over with Anderina.

"If you have any questions, just say it directly. I think it's very uncomfortable for you to hold it in your heart all day." Noticing the two figures of Thorne walking over, Malvasia glanced and said directly.

"I want to ask if you have been hit before." Thorne thought for a while, and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Andrina, who was standing beside him, cast a puzzled look first, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of his question.

"Blow?" The goblin wizard's expression hidden in the pointed hat was obviously stunned, and he also didn't quite understand the true meaning of Thorne's words, so he said in an intriguing tone:

"Little Ranger Thorne, I remember that you were not such a squeamish person before. How did you find a girlfriend, and your bowels became obscure."

"...Actually, I just wanted to ask why you targeted Andrina so much, and did she offend you in any way." Thorne thought about it and explained his purpose directly:

"But what makes me wonder is, if she really offends you, why would you try to help her so hard, so I think you must have been abused by krypton gold players when you played games before. "

Watching Thorne express his views in a serious manner, Andrina suppressed her smile and remained silent.

"...You really guessed it." Goblin wizard Malvasia looked dazed, and told the two of them with a smile:

"Actually, the person I met was a fickle and kryptonite. This kind of talent is the most difficult to deal with. It's like your little girlfriend. While taking up a job as a warlock, she also has a part-time wizard, so she can rely on her blood to obtain spells. She also has to explore the nature of magic like a nerd."

"So, you want to..." Thorne asked pointedly.

"Yes, I want to see if she is that material." Malvasa glanced at Andrina and said calmly:

"For now, the performance is quite satisfactory. As for the future, it is unclear. After all, these people who are used to being pampered, who knows what naive fantasies are in their minds."

"Actually, among the players in the Emerald Wilderness, what surprised me the most was the appearance of two druids who were close to perfection." Then, Malvasa glanced at Master Qingchen with her eyes closed and said in a low voice. :

"At present, I have never met his master, but this apprentice has already surprised me. It seems that our Emerald Wilderness may really be able to gain a foothold here."

"Maybe?" Thorne looked stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Are you so unconfident in our compatriots?"

"You can't understand it now, anyway..." Malvasa thought about it and felt it was inappropriate, so she turned her attention to Andrina and shifted the topic to her:

"Little girl, for your lover's sake, when the ruins exploration is completed, I will concentrate on teaching you about magic and help you complete the basic structure of the wizard's tower. After all, we want to Standing on the emerald field, without a powerful wizard tower to rely on, it is almost difficult to stand firm."

"Thank you very much for your generosity, but I have a question." Andrina thanked sincerely and expressed her doubts in her heart: "Since you have such a thorough understanding of magic, and you attach so much importance to the wizard's tower, why do you Don't build your own wizard tower in Clarion."

"Because I have it ready-made, I will take it when I am strong enough, so I will not be interested in these money-burning things." Malvasia smiled and said meaningfully.

Looking at the suspicious eyes of the two, the goblin wizard nodded with satisfaction, pondered for a while, and his expression suddenly became solemn:

"I know that you are suspicious of my identity, so what's the harm in telling you, in fact, I am the only one who successfully quit in the middle of the beta test.

As for the rest of the unlucky ones, they were either fooled to death by themselves like the stupid wizard of Evindel, or shivered like a mouse in a musty cave. "

"The Nine Swords Grandmaster who appeared in Winter City a few months ago?" Thorne asked subconsciously.

"As long as it is a person who joins the Church of Killing God...there is no good end. You can only pray that he will not be hunted to death after he shows up arrogantly." Malvasa looked in the direction of Winter City and said with emotion:

"God-killing? That's ridiculous. In the history of the multiverse, I've never heard of anyone who succeeded in killing a **** without the participation of the gods. After all, the gods represent the will of the world. They almost killed the entire Kara. Tu Continent went in, and failed to kill a god."

"It's no wonder that they are now starting the God-building plan again." After listening to Malvasa's words, Thorne's doubts were solved a little bit again.

The gods represent the will of the world, and only the gods have the means to deal with the gods.

In the vast history, the fall of almost every **** has shadows controlled by other gods behind it.

With their mortal strength alone, they could not deal a fatal blow to the gods at all, at most killing a few incarnations on the main material plane, so they started the God-building plan again.

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