Mercenaries Under the Sky

Random arrows.

The most extreme archery in the legend originated from several high-level elves, and later, it also spread to the world of creation gods.

After shooting an arrow, the archer can transform his magic power into spiritual power. This spiritual power will always follow the tail of the arrow feather. Within a certain distance, the archer can use his own mental power to control the direction of the arrow feather. The change of the arrow feather changes the arrow path. Even if the enemy raises the shield in his hand or dodges quickly, it is difficult to escape.

There are very few people who can master this kind of archery. The biggest problem is that few people can have enough magic power-people who can accommodate such magic power in their bodies have the strength to ask the magician. It is well known that neither the magician nor the respect of the world is comparable to the archer; in addition, the only effective way to expect more magical power is meditation, which is precisely the archer ’s most. Unacceptable exercise and long-term meditation will inevitably lead to a sharp decline in the archer's own agility, physical strength and other comprehensive abilities.

In the data, the most famous master of the random arrows is the forest elf Qingluo, known as "Black Lightning". He ... is a tough hero enough to make a dragon bypass.

——The Earth Fire Offering in Chapter 92 of Chi Yizi. On the Arrow. In the blue lightning and black mist, a piercing sound of broken gold cut jade sounded in the crypt, stimulating everyone's auditory nerves.

Mountain dwarves tend to pursue better and more extreme weapons with a lifetime of energy. A considerable number of dwarves have not left the forging furnace three feet from birth. This statement is definitely not an exaggeration. Otherwise ... no one can imagine that a race gave up the blue sky and white clouds, gave up the long and red sun, and lived in the damp and cold underground all his life, living in the dark mine, squinting his eyes, using his ears and tongue to identify a superb ore, Without such a tenacity and piety, it is impossible to make such a big sacrifice.

The furnace and several knight partners have just seen the power of the legendary artifact in the dark. Previously, I have seen the marvelous rotation attack of the battle axe in the hands of Hornes. This is also a weapon in the hands of the forest dwarf royal family. And dark day on the same level. The dwarf knights forgot everything, eyes wide open, staring at the place where the blue battle axe fell.

Four steps axe ...

The black ring-shaped iron chain was cut in half by the blue battle axe, and the fracture was neatly revealing a silver light.

The dwarf knights opened their mouths one by one with a look of surprise on their faces, and there was still a cry of exclamation ... "Ah? Who made these two weapons? Show me!"

The red-haired old man just got up from the rock and immediately reached for the weapons in the hands of the two dwarfs. An anxious expression appeared in his eyes. This expression was only seen on the face of the dwarf blacksmith who had extravagant weapons. The stove A glance at Horns gave the dark day to the old man.

The old man's rough big hand grasped the warhammer hammer, and his thumb habitually rubbed a little above the handshaking position. Several dwarf knights moved at the same time. This old man seemed not easy. This position is very close to the tiger's mouth. Any carvings here can easily affect the use of weapons. Only real dwarf master craftsmen dare to engrave their inscriptions here, and only they have the confidence to do their own inscriptions. Weapons are truly integrated. This allows the user to know immediately without affecting any use effect. It is a kind of extreme self-confidence to dare to engrave the inscription here.

What surprises the mountain dwarves is that in the place where they should be carved and inscribed, a red light flashed as the old man's thumb rubbed. Under the light ... nothing ... no ... Accurately, this place may have been What is there, however, now only one trace of being worn away remains.

The old man took the battle axe from Horns in his hand-Horns seemed to be dead, let the old man take his weapon away, the old man rubbed in the same position, the scene of surprise appeared again, in The same light appeared in the same position, and the same marks were worn away under the same light.

Hum ... The old man saw the red sun and black sun in the warhammer, and then pointed the tomahawk at himself. A small sun peugeot appeared. The old man made a cold hum and grunted: "Childish, want to cover ... "

"Do you know the origin of these two weapons?" The companion of the stove was the first to wake up from the shock.

"Oh ... I don't know." The old man became extremely calm, throwing two legendary weapons on the ground casually.

If you change a human, you will guess what the old man must hide, but unfortunately ... these are the dwarf knights who have always been known for their simplicity. The only Horns who can see the problem is now the walking dead.

"Thank you for saving me. I will repay you again when I have a chance. I am busy, then I will leave." The old man was not like treating a life-saving benefactor.

"Excuse me ..." A dwarf knight remembered the purpose of this adventure: "Do you know where the essence of earth fire is?" After asking this sentence, the dwarf knight regretted it. Such a bad old man might even be on fire. I do n’t know the essence, how can I know where? Even if you know, can you tell?

"Oh ..." The old man was as natural as he was talking about what to eat tonight: "What are you doing with this thing? Would Dania have a campfire party?"

"Um ... our kingdom had the essence of earth fire, but I don't know why, it is extinguished, so ..." the dwarf knight whispered.

"Oh? You are mountain dwarves. Okay, this busy, I help you, between us ... two clear, don't talk to others about saving me." The old man's faint words are undoubtedly the best performance of ungratefulness, But the content of the words shocked several dwarfs like a thunderbolt in the sunny day-he knew the essence of earth fire? If it weren't for some doubt, several dwarf knights would jump.

"Let's go!" The old man said, striding towards the lava.

I don't know when, from the depths of the lava, a lot of lava flows out, floating in the rolling magma.

The stove let the two partners take care of the lost Horns, and everyone followed the old man step by step to the depths of the lava.

A hot breath blew from the depths of hell, and the dwarf knights had gradually lost their minds, and a very old picture emerged-a statue of Kelesit three people. This statue was carved by a famous dwarf craftsman based on his own eyes 20,000 years ago. In the image, Mahogany walks in the front. His left hand and the essence of the ground fire are difficult to distinguish one by one. It is completely a flying flame. On his face, there is extreme pain and extreme joy. The look, half a step away behind him, was two partners. They held a bucket in their hands and made a gesture of splashing water on the Mahatma. Both faces shouted. To everyone's surprise, on the faces of the three dwarf heroes, the dwarves arched their beards of life-all disappeared. Even the hair on Mahatma's head disappeared.

At this time, a few mountain dwarfs knew that the statue was really a true portrayal. The dwarf beard is the most stiff. Three or two beards can lift a helmet. The oncoming hot air hangs down the beards. The outermost beards have become charred and curled. It will be the same as His Majesty the Majesty.

After a few more steps, the viscous lava became clearer and clearer, and even made a cheerful sound of flow. The endless red pierced the dwarf's eyes with tears, and a burst of hot wind rolled over. Whistling spewed up from the magma, reducing all the cotton clothing of the dwarves to charcoal.

Few people have come to the core of the underground, the crypt is above, and there are constantly rocks melting into the water in the rolling heat wave. The large rocks are attracted to the lava by the gravity of the earth, and the deeper and deeper you can hear the far underground There were heavy breathing sounds like a mountain tsunami.

"What's that?" Finally, there was a dwarf knight who could not bear curiosity.

"Fire as a dragon beast." The red-haired old man replied extremely flatly.

"Oh!" The dwarves looked shocked again. Legend has it that this is the only monster in the world that can live in lava. This kind of monster has some descendants living in hot underground rivers. The dwarf knights know the power of these descendants, and this ancestral monster does not know the prestige. To what extent.

"It ... won't come." The tough as a dwarf knight finally asked in a guilty conscience.

"Hum ..." The old man made a cold grunt: "Who knows."

"God, I don't know how His Majesty His Majesty got here." At the juncture of life and death, races like dwarves who don't like to talk have a feeling of chatter.

"Who knows, the people who can get here are as powerful as God." The old population was mocking.

I do n’t know how far it has gone. The dwarves have lost their sense of time. In addition to the necessary weapons, the metal armor has been released from the whole body and thrown on a certain fire rock that I do n’t know where it will float-in such a place, Metal objects are smoked when they are roasted. Beards ... The beards that the dwarves cherish so much are gone ... no ... It is strange that the beard and hair of His Royal Highness, the only forest dwarf, were not affected. In addition to this, blisters kept floating on the skin of the mountain dwarf knights. If it weren't for the dwarven knights who had been tested by all kinds of inhumans underground, they might have fallen into lava.

Just at the moment when all the dwarves had to give up in the heat. In the extremely distant lava, an extremely huge flaming rock appeared. Above the flaming rock, flying golden firebirds one by one.

"Ah? Is it the legendary three-legged golden black?"

"Almost." There was a trace of laziness in the old man's tone: "There is only one three-legged Jinwu. This is her offspring and has an undead body. It is a kind of creature in God Realm."

"Which island is ...?" A dwarf procrastinated with a hint of surprise.

"Yes! The essence of earth fire is on this island." The old man affirmed this idea without hesitation.

It did n’t take long for everyone to step on the rock and set foot on the island. It is really strange that the temperature on the island was not high.

The island is full of red plants, which are full of purple flowers and black fruits. The dwarves knew that this must be a foreign body, but the old man did not open his mouth for picking, and certainly would not do anything with the integrity of the dwarf. There are also some small animals on the island, which hide and hide in the plants, and those who hide their heads can't see the original appearance. In the middle of the island, there is a very red pool of water-to be more precise, it should be a liquid with a higher temperature than the lava. The red water slowly flows along the shallow river to the surrounding of the island and falls into the lava In the middle, the calm lava immediately boiled away.

In the middle of the red pool water, there is a fluttering air mass.

Earth Fire Essence ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Every mountain dwarf knows what this thing is! All the records of the three people of Kelesit indicate the state of the ground fire essence under the ground-gas, a very dense gas.

"Which one of you is a sacrifice for taking the essence of earth fire?" The old man asked casually while standing by the waterhole.

A small voice sounded like a thunder in the ears of the adventurer.

what? Offerings? What sacrifice?

The red-haired old man turned his head to look at the surprised dwarf, frowning slightly: "Don't you know? Every time you take away the essence of the ground fire, you must sacrifice it with your life."

Ah-a historical mystery is finally revealed.

Before the three of Kelesit, it was originally known as the four of Kelesit. On the way of retrieving the essence of the ground fire, it is said that the biological brother of Mahatma fell into the lava, and in the legend, the brother of Mahatma dragged It is a dwarf giant pangolin beast knight known for its agility, which is reasonable for a thousand years. There should be no mistakes such as stumble.

The old man's words rang again: "Well ... I remind you again, about the essence of the ground fire, take it back and use it, just because others don't know how to take it, don't say more." The old man's tone is like Explain to your subordinates.

Sure enough ... really, as everyone thinks, secret, under such demands, the dwarf heroes who have kept their promises are hidden.

It was not until this time that the dwarf knights once again felt the boundless pain endured by the majestic king 10,000 years ago. Not only did he sacrifice his left hand, but also his own brother exchanged his infinite glory for his life, but ... he But he had to use the "error" such as misstep to overwhelm the great feelings of dragging His Royal Highness.

At the moment when the mountain dwarves were silent, Horns suddenly walked toward the red pool without a word.