Five days have passed, and the "hunting" has been going on as planned. The hunters have left some vague traces, and the prey are also very clever, so clever that they can find these clues. Now, the prey must have known that a human expedition team of more than 100 people has arrived here.

The dwarves have significantly increased sentinels these days, and spies are also more and more frequent. It can be seen that the dwarves have a good leader, not as impulsive as ordinary dwarves. From the confessions of the captured dwarves, the dwarves like to use their brains, and hunters are afraid that he will not use his brains.

The dwarf laughs when he thinks.

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

Late at night, while Roger was studying magic books in his tent, he suddenly felt a man skillfully entering his tent. Roger remained silent and still studied hard until his soft little hands were blindfolded like lightning.

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

Roger suddenly touched the backhand, grabbed the chest of the person behind him, and laughed, "Ani, every time you have to come to the door to suffer, aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"

Aini giggled and leaned on Roger's back, not caring that he took advantage of him.

"Eat me? I'm afraid you won't have that big appetite and will support you!"

"Didn't you eat the last few times so that your bones are left?" Roger's hand moved hard.

Aini moaned twice, stabbed Roger hard with her fingernails, and said, "Damn fat, don't be so anxious. I'm here for serious business this time, the princess will let you go."

Roger's heart beat a few times, but his face looked happy. Aini twisted Roger hard again and said, "A fat man, are you trying to beat the princess again? Don't think about it as soon as possible! Are you not afraid of being refined into a monster by the princess?"

Froya's camp is not big, but like the mysterious carriage, the space inside is incredibly large. Roger alone can see it, there are three guest bedrooms, a hall, a kitchen and Froya's small magic laboratory. The dozens of various strange beasts she has caught in the past few days have also been brought into it, and I don't know where to collect it.

Since that day, Fatty and Froya's two maids have become very dewy. No one knows what the fat man, who has always been lustful, thinks in his heart. But there are gains and losses. After that night, Froya lost interest in Roger and never touched a single finger again. As for letting Froya move, he didn't have the courage to do so.

Roger waited in the living room for a long time before Froya came out of the inner room, and Roger's mind immediately turned blank.

Froya had obviously just finished her shower, and water droplets were still dripping down from the ends of her hair. Her little face became more and more beautiful. She casually wore a silk nightgown, wrapped a shawl, and sat down on the sofa opposite Roger with barefoot. The water on her body had not yet dried, and many graceful curves were exposed.

Roger stared at Froya's slender feet like frosty and snow, and recalled the cold and smooth feeling of these small feet when they stepped on his face that night. At that time, the fat man was only angry in his heart, so he could observe carefully today and feel the terrifying beauty of Froya even more.

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

"Rogge? Rogge?"

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

Fuluya gently tapped her cheek with her fingers and asked lightly: "I heard that your mage pet is a very powerful skeleton. Can you summon it for me to see?"

Roger was immediately shocked. If Feng Yue met Fuluya, he would probably have to fight hard on the spot. Feng Yue now has an independent consciousness, and she dare not say that she 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 bit inappropriate to summon skeletons in your room!"

"You're not right!" Froya picked up a mat and smashed Roger at him, "If you ask you to summon you, you will be summoned, and you will be hindered. Do you think of staying in prison in another world for a while? Or do you want to try the smell of lightning?" As she raised her hand, the shawl opened a corner, which made Roger's glance and almost bleeded out of nosebleed.

After being forced, Rogge had to slowly chant the summoning spell. In fact, the fat man summoned Feng Yue now, and he only needed a thought in his heart, and there was no need for any spell. He pretended to chant the spell, just to delay time.

Rogge was sweating pronounced in a short summoning spell. In front of the great magician Froya, he didn't dare to play any tricks on the spell.

Finally, after the spell was recited, 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 shiny steel knife in his right hand, and an iron shield in his left hand, and is obviously a top-quality skeleton warrior.

The problem is that it is not Feng Yue, but Feng Yue is just a subordinate.

Although there were several battles, Feng Yue also closed her wings, put away her conspicuous sickle, and used a rust knife to pretend to be an ordinary skeleton. But Roger could assert that this time he came was definitely a real skeleton soldier!

"Rogge, why is your pet not much like what others describe as me?" Froya was also a little confused.

"Your Highness, the villain's pet is a bit different, and the villain doesn't know what's going on. Others were surprised when they saw it, and it was inevitable that there were some untrue things that were passed on."

"That's true." Fuluya pondered for a moment and carefully observed the skeleton, but no matter how she looked, she was just an ordinary skeleton soldier. She was a little disappointed.

Froya thought about it and took out a small box, which neatly contained eight bottles of crimson magic potions.

"These are magic potions for the 'Fire Shield'. I just made some. The Dwarf tribe is much stronger than expected. You can't even use the magic level of the 'Fire Shield' magic. I'll protect you."

Roger finally passed the level.

After coming out of Froya, the fat man had new worries. What if his life was in danger in the future, Feng Yue would only send someone to make up the numbers?

When the fat man was full of thoughts, the dwarf king was furious toward the corpses of the two tribesmen.

"Send all the best spies out! Be sure to find those damn humans for me! The 'hunting' plan is activated immediately!" The dwarf king's eyes had turned dark red.

Just two days ago, the Dwarf King and his think tanks made a plan overnight to fish out the damn human race. The name of the plan was "hunting".

"My wise king, you must be cautious, don't fall into the tricks of the human race. Recently, more and more signs indicate that the devil is about to be born, and his claws have slowly extended to this place! You must be cautious!" The old wizard said with heavy eyes.

"My best spies have found out that there are no more than 200 people coming from the human race. It seems that they are from a mercenary group called Yemo in the human race country opposite the forest. Not to mention two hundred humans, even if there are two thousand people, my "Angry Flame Divine Hammer" can turn them into ashes. Now, the bodies of my tribe are lying here. Do you still want to persuade me to hide here and even avoid them?! Dodge me with only two hundred humans?!"

Faced with the furious dwarf king, the old wizard always tried hard to persuade him.

"No matter what, I must avenge this revenge. Come and send the great wizard back to rest!" The two dwarf guards walked up and set the old wizard out of the hall without saying a word.

The old wizard was exhausted. He did not go back to rest and went straight to the holy land of the Dwarf dungeon: the Blue Fire Altar.

The altar is ten meters high, and a ball of blue fire more than three meters high gusseted from the center of the altar, which never ends all year round. The altar is covered with magic symbols about the size of a foot, and each symbol emits a slight blue light.

"My Lord, Chris Drake, who is in charge of war, I, the eyes of heaven, your humble servant, look forward to your oracle! Save your most devout believers! Show your believers the way ahead!"

The old wizard prayed under the altar.

After praying, he chanted the spell again. The lengthy spell took half an hour to finish. The old wizard walked to the blue fire and slashed his chest with a golden dagger. The knife was so deep that a stream of passion was marked far away and splashed on the blue fire. The blue fire suddenly rose high, reflecting the wide room into blue. The magic symbols of the meaning of flames formed by one after another floated out of the blue fire and slowly dissipated in the air.

"O God! Tell your servant!" the old wizard screamed at the top of his lungs.

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

When! The golden dagger in the old wizard's hand fell to the ground, and the remaining blood on the dagger splashed, shocking.

"God!" There was a hint of sob in the old wizard's hoarse voice, "Why did you abandon your people? Or, this upcoming demon leaves you helpless!"

The old wizard cried bitterly on the ground.

More than thirty fully armed dwarf warriors searched in the Silent Forest. This team of dwarf warriors was well-equipped, composed of twenty intermediate tomahawk warriors and more than ten axe throwers, and even a dwarf wizard. The dwarf warriors led by them were already a few years old, and their armor was obviously better than others. They also used magic silver to inlaid with a magic symbol representing the strengthening of the armor. However, humans generally cannot tell the age of the dwarf, because all adult dwarfs have big beards on their faces.

The group of dwarves ran along the clues on the ground, and soon found several human adventurers. These people were gathering around a bonfire and talking loudly about how much the dwarves they caught could sell. The appearance of the 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 have to admire these humans for being able to escape so quickly in the primeval forest. Due to the dwarf's natural leg length, they cannot catch up with these people in a short sprint. However, the dwarf's endurance is far beyond the human race.

He chased and fled, and in a blink of an eye he chased out three or five kilometers. 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, and one of them was a magician! The situation of the dwarf trackers was suddenly not good. Everyone knew that the dwarf's talent in magic was not very good, and dwarf wizards were difficult to compete with human magicians of the same level. Therefore, most dwarf wizards were committed to auxiliary spells in order to fully utilize the natural combat power of dwarf warriors.

"Aha! The dwarf is a dwarf, his brain is as small as his figure! More than thirty strong dwarfs, it seems that we have gained a lot this time. If you catch you, I can conquer the team. I will never have to suffer in this damn ghost place again in the second half of the year!" A middle-aged swordsman with a sinister face (in the eyes of the dwarf, all humans are sinister) said with a sneer.

At the command of the dwarf leader, the dwarf trackers formed a circle, with warriors outside and axe throwers in. He shouted angrily: "Despicable humans, sinister Yama mercenaries! The descendants of the great God of War can only die in battle and are not willing to be slaves. Come and try it, I will let you use double the corpse as the price for your stupid decision!"

"Is that true? The stubbornness of the dwarf is indeed proportional to stupidity. Recognizing our identity is your stupidest manifestation! Although I can't bear to kill you - every dwarf is a wealth! But I don't mind that my property will suffer a small loss. For example, if you roast it alive, you will feed the monster. Brothers, prepare to do it!"

"Snap!" The dwarf leader suddenly roared like a shaking roar.

The human adventurers were all stunned by the sudden loud noise. Before the middle-aged swordsman could come to his senses, the light flashed in front of him, and more than a dozen axes roared towards him. His life was at stake. He shouted loudly, and the fighting spirit burst out instantly, forming a small whirlwind to protect him. Then the sword lightning strikes, picking up the axe in front of him. When the sword and axe intersect, the fighting spirit in the sword shattered the sword body, and the shock wave immediately took the other three axes flying.

Although the middle-aged swordsman had amazing martial arts skills, he was caught off guard by two axes on his left shoulder and right leg, and his injuries were not serious. Before he could come back to his senses, the second axes flew over again. At this time, he was unarmed and could no longer care about his superiors in danger. He fell down on the ground, rolling and hiding aside.

No one expected that the dwarf who had always been open and honest would suddenly take action. Two waves of axes not only hurt the middle-aged swordsman, but also cut down seven or eight adventurers behind him. At this time, the adventurers woke up and stepped forward to kill, and the forest suddenly fell into a melee.

The alpine dwarves were indeed extremely brave. Even if there were many swords in the outer warriors, they would not retreat. The axe throwers in the inner circle were uniform in movements. Every time more than a dozen axes were thrown in the same direction, several adventurers would always be chopped down. The dwarf wizard blessed the dwarfs and blessed the dwarf leader with "power".

The battle situation is stalemate. Whenever the dwarf falls, there will always be two adventurers buried with you.

In a secret camp in the forest, Jing Ge, Roger, and Benjamin were staring at a basin of clear water on the ground with concentration. The battle situation was clearly displayed in the water.

"I didn't expect Paulus to be so embarrassed!" Franco was somewhat gloating.

Roger frowned and said, "The alpine dwarf is stronger than originally expected! Even the Golden Lion Knight was killed in battle. Our personnel suffered a lot!"

Benjamin said in a hurry: "It doesn't matter, as long as everything goes according to plan, the losses are still worth it."

The commander on the battlefield, the middle-aged swordsman, Paulus, finally made up his mind and drank: "Kill them all! No living! Grandma, I don't want money!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fireball fell into the center of the dwarf battle circle. Four or five axe-casters were full of fire and slowly fell down. After a while, the second fireball flew over again, and four dwarves fell down forever. The rest of the dwarfs were affected and were somewhat injured. The dwarf leader was extremely angry and roared, and chopped down a human adventurer with an axe.

The original stalemate situation began to become one-sided because of the advantages of the human magician.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the circle of adventurers, and someone shouted loudly: "No! A large group of dwarves are coming!"

Paulus shouted, "How many people are there?"

"At least two hundred!"

Paulus made a quick decision and shouted: "Retreat immediately! My man cuts off the back! Magician, firewall technique!"

A fire wall spread out in the forest, temporarily blocking the dwarf pursuers.

The dwarf king "Angry Flame Hammer" stood in front of the fire wall and smiled contemptuously. He was covered with dark golden armor, and dark red flames kept popping out of the armor. The cover helmet only showed two eyes, and the helmet was inlaid with a God of War riding a flame chariot, and the wings of the chariot extended far to the back. The helmet was extremely exquisitely crafted, and even the feathers on the chariot wings were made into slightest appearance. The dwarf king rode a huge lizard. The lizard was four meters long from head to tail, with dark purple all over the body, and his eyes were fiery red. As his tongue stretched and shrank, it smelled of sulfur.

The Dwarf King held a huge, ancient warhammer, emitting a faint red light. The warhammer was engraved with dense magic symbols.

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

"Chasing!" The dwarf king led his subordinates to chase him down quickly.

"Is this the Dwarf King? It's true! I think Paulus is not his opponent either!" Kate's voice was calm, but he felt a little nervous and joy in his heart, for the joy of being able to fight against the strong.

"The twenty dwarfs of the century-old warriors around the Dwarf King cannot be ignored. Well, the Dwarf King seems to have initially mastered the power of flames and should have cultivated into a dark fire warrior. That is a very high level of dwarf warriors. This battle is not easy to fight." Jing Ge said with a frown.
To be continued...