The quiet forest is dark, damp and cold. The tall trees block the sun, while shrubs and vines fill the gaps between the trees.

Although it is still early winter, all kinds of mutant poisonous insects and monsters have begun to appear. The creatures here are extremely strong and bloodthirsty, either they are several times larger than normal, or they are bright colors and strange shapes.

The team had just entered the forest less than five kilometers and encountered dozens of strange two-headed wolves. These gray and white wolf bodies were half larger than ordinary dire wolfs, and one could even use simple little magic. The first thing to be attacked was the Golden Lion Knights who were marching in the middle of the team with two wings as guards.

Suddenly attacked, but it gave the Golden Lion Knight a stage to show its strong strength. They all flickered fighting spirit. The sword skills were simple and ruthless, and they could solve a demon wolf in just a few strokes. The Golden Lion Knights formed a group of two attacks and one defense, with extremely smooth cooperation and neat actions. Everyone was secretly worried.

After a moment, these powerful mutant demon wolves will forever become fertilizer for trees.

Paulus couldn't help but feel glamorous.

This time, even the noble young men such as Roger had to admit that his compliment was very reasonable. The single combat power of the Golden Lion Knights may not be too strong, but when three or five of them gathered together, they were terrifying power. If fifty Golden Lion Knights formed a battle formation, the more than 300 dragons and beauty knights under Roger could only escape. Thinking about the fact that there were almost clashes in the past several times, the noble young men were a little chilling.

Although everyone in this team of 700 people was very strong, this quiet forest trip was extremely hard. The easiest one was probably Froya. She summoned an ancient mammoth up to five meters from somewhere, and even set up a small tent on it, resting comfortably inside.

Three days and two nights passed, and the team finally struggled to penetrate the silent forest. As Froya's mammoth stepped down a big tree on the outermost edge of the forest, a barren land was displayed in front of everyone, and there were the undulating dwarf hills in the distance.

The team hid on the edge of the forest, waiting for the scouts to return. Soon after, Jing Ge's two close followers came back. Their faces looked very ugly, and the first thing they said when they came back was: "This tribe is a mountain dwarf tribe! There are also hilly giants living with them!"

Dwarves have more than ten large tribes and countless small tribes. However, no matter how they are divided, the alpine dwarves are firmly among the three tribes of the dwarves. This is not because of their large population, but because of the strength of their warriors. As for the hilly giants, they have been distant relatives of dwarves since ancient times. However, one is often over four meters tall, while the other is only one meter. How to get along with the two and bring the old things has always been a big problem that troubles monster scholars.

There is another saying that hill giants have the bloodline of ancient giants. Although they do not have the strength of ancient giants that can match the gods, demons, dragons, but their strength is still proportional to their size. The wooden sticks or stone sticks used by adult hill giants often weigh hundreds of kilograms, and within one round it is enough to knock a heavy armored knight away with people and horses! Even the most ordinary hill giant can easily deal with more than a dozen human knights.

Hilly giants often live in groups with dwarves. When a dwarf tribe is strong enough, there are often several giants living with them.

The appearance of the hill giant shows that Jing Ge's intelligence has been seriously wrong. This dwarf tribe is more than twice as powerful as originally intended! Although the hunter has one more Froya, the confidence to wipe out them is much smaller.

Fortunately, everyone is resourceful, and the old sly person never thought it would be a chore to plan a few poisonous plans. Even justice-minded people like Paulus were not willing to let their subordinates face the hilly giants directly, and would rather take some conspiracies. The justice of the Golden Lion was reserved, otherwise they would not have participated in this hunt.

The hunting team quietly set up camp in the silent forest. After much discussion, everyone felt that they should first understand the strength of the dwarf tribe before deciding. The bottle of "Curse of the Fallen God" in Roger's hand also took time to play.

Speaking of reconnaissance, Jing Ge has many geniuses, many masters of stealth and disguise, and various methods. There are high-level thieves with the "Elf Cloak" who move freely in the forest and almost show no traces; there are dark druids who can use various animals to reconnaise enemy situations; there are also grassland elves, hidden in the grass, almost no one can notice them. However, after seeing Froya's reconnaissance methods, everyone knows how powerful the magician is and how terrifying the witch is.

After many revelations failed, Froya finally agreed to help. For her, this was really an interesting hunt, and she couldn't give up halfway.

With the help of the two maids, the witch set up a huge magic circle without long. She then took out a small blood-red bottle, and after the lengthy spell was finished, she poured out three drops of dark red viscous liquid. As soon as these three drops of mysterious potion fell into the magic circle, a large piece of blood-colored fog burst out. The thick fog kept coming out of the thick fog, and the thick bell sounds faintly showed.

Everyone suddenly had an illusion, as if the extremely evil and terrifying abyss of the Demon Realm had opened the door in this thick fog.

After a moment, a small translucent monster, as vague as a shadow, screamed and jumped out of the fog. It was extremely ugly, with disproportionately large mouth and sharp teeth inside. It screamed extremely fiercely, as if it was about to bite the people watching at any time. Then a large number of monsters rushed out, screaming, tearing each other, and scrambling to the front.

Although these little monsters were not powerful, the scene was still extremely terrifying when they jumped out of the thick fog in hundreds and thousands later. Some of the timid people in the hunting team turned pale and were already retreating involuntarily.

At Froya's suggestion, Roger took out the "curse of the fallen god", opened the bottle cap and sprinkled it on the pile of monsters. The little monsters squeezed up desperately, and in a blink of an eye, a pile of monsters emerged. The little monster, who had a little potion, was extremely excited, screamed and jumped down from the top of the pile of monsters, turning into a stream of mist, and drilled into the soil.

In a short while, thousands of little monsters received the potion and disappeared into the earth.

When everything calmed down, the screams of monsters seemed to be lingering in everyone's ears.

While waiting, Froya returned to her small tent set up on the mammoth's back and drank tea. Looking at her polite back, most people's eyes no longer had a lustful look, replaced by fear and awe.

After a while, a little monster rushed out from the ground and jumped into the magic circle. After a while, another one was another. Then more and more monsters rushed towards the magic circle.

Every time a little monster rushed into, the scenery on the magic circle became blurred, and a small piece of new scenery slowly appeared. The hunting warriors surrounded the magic circle from afar, watching silently these changes beyond their understanding.

An hour later, all the little monsters came back. A two-meter transparent ball formed over the magic circle, and the ball was a shrinking dwarf hill. Streams, forests, dwarf underground tunnels, dungeons, underground water veins, and even several mineral veins were clearly displayed. From the proportional calculation, the range of the ball displayed has penetrated hundreds of meters deep underground to the Dwarf hills!

Such a reconnaissance was something that Jing Ge's subordinates could never dream of. What was even more frightening was that under this spell, it would be easy for the little witch to poison someone! Roger, who had always hated Fuluya, secretly weighed his weight again.

At this time, Froya walked out of the tent, and the leaders of the hunting team gathered beside the magic circle, observing the terrain of the dwarf hills in the light ball in awe. Froya adjusted the angle and range of the light ball from time to time. A huge, mysterious and incredible dwarf underground kingdom was exposed nakedly to countless greedy gazes.

The scale of this dwarf tribe is much larger than expected. Although there are no creatures in the light ball, depending on the size of the dungeon, there are probably at least 5,000 people.

The dungeon is built in a huge crypt of one square kilometer. The crypt is more than fifty meters high, and the tallest building in the dwarf dungeon is more than twenty meters. The crypt is half natural and half artificially carved, making everyone wonder how these dwarves can actually build such a magnificent underground city in a rocky mountain!

A large dwarf tribe has created an underground city that looks like a miracle to humans. What kind of scene will it be in the dwarf kingdom west of the continent?

The tunnels around the dungeon are as dense as spider webs. Several passages stretch westward, extending beyond the range of the light ball, leading to the mysterious sunset mountain range. What attracted everyone's attention was a mysterious huge tunnel. Judging from the proportion, the diameter of this tunnel is more than ten meters, and it leads to the depths of the underground. Furoya adjusted the magic light ball several times in a row, but she could not tell where the tunnel led and how long it was.

The mineral veins of the Dwarf dungeon are clearly displayed in the light ball. Several large mines are also within the range of the light ball. Only what this tunnel is used is unknown. Most of the people present frowned slightly because they knew very well that there were too many unknown and terrifying creatures deep underground and in the abyss of darkness. Although most of the dwarves believe in the god of war and still belong to the glorious camp, there is nothing absolute in this world, otherwise races such as gray dwarves and dark elves would not have appeared.

To deal with such a huge dwarf tribe, it is really difficult to win even if you don’t want to wipe out the manpower in front of you. But there is no chance of victory. The leaders of all parties on the capturing team are all scheming and scheming. The sinister and vicious thing is that the straightforward dwarves can’t compare to the unicorns. What’s more, everyone has the ace of the “Curse of the Fallen God”. In addition, everyone can’t touch the edge of Froya’s power, and Rogge has always hidden some strength. God knows how many of the people present have hidden some things!

At least that fat man Jing Ge would never look weak in front of him.

Moreover, at this moment, the hunters know themselves and their enemies, but the preys still know nothing about the coming disaster.

The afternoon sun has always been a favorite among dwarves. Although dwarves spend most of their lives underground, no alpine dwarves miss the opportunity to bask in the sun on the ground.

Storm and Hammer Gaso arranged themselves comfortably on a pile of rocks. The dark brown leather armor on the two dwarfs was very close to the colors of the surrounding rocks. If they were not very close to them, they would not have found these two dwarfs at all. Storm was sixty years older than Hammer Gaso, and naturally had a lot higher strength. Storm was a good player in the battle axe, an intermediate warrior, and his strength was close to a high-level warrior. Storm's apprentice Hammer Gaso was less than fifty years old. He was just a beginner warrior, and his usual weapon was War Hammer.

In terms of strength, Storm steadily entered the top 200 tribal warriors. Originally, the work of keeping a watch was done by the first-level warriors, but in the past two days, more and more people in the tribe began to get sick inexplicably. Fortunately, the condition was not serious, and most of them were just weak and could barely mine. For the alpine dwarfs who have always been strong, it would not be called sick until they couldn't get up!

The only thing that makes people a little worried is that the wizards in the clan are still unclear about this disease and there is no good way to treat it. Three of the dozen wizards have even contracted this strange disease.

The 300-year-old great wizard in the clan has been worried these days, and he keeps saying that the demon is about to return to this world and that the light will be suffering. He also said that the demon's claws have extended to the tribe and asked the Dwarf King to move the entire tribe. However, this request was flatly rejected by the Dwarf King.

"Our king is still wise! I have never seen so many mineral veins gather together in more than a hundred years! No place has the warmth and dryness of the ground here. Even the ale made from the water here is unique! Those greedy and cunning humans are at least hundreds of miles away. Can their weak bodies still pass through the silent forest and poisonous swamp?" Storm kept thinking about it, and couldn't help but secretly pour a few more sips of wine. Warhammer Gaso was already lying on a big stone and fell asleep.

Yes, how could anyone come to such a place? Even some large creatures are worthy of it.

When! A loud bang rang in Storm's ears, and the whole world began to shake. Storm fell from the pile of stones, and his helmet flew out from a distance, with a dent on it. Storm then realized that the loud bang just now was a heavy blow on his head.

He roared and got up, raised the battle axe in his hand, looking for sneak attackers everywhere. Plop! The hammer Gaso was also thrown off the pile of stones, and he leaned down on the ground, unknown to the people.

"Huh", a voice came from behind Storm. "The dwarf is so strong, so he didn't faint at all!"

Storm was shocked and quickly turned around and saw a gun handle shining with milky white fighting spirit rapidly expanding in front of him. Storm's eyes turned black, and this time he finally lost consciousness. Before he fell into a coma, he thought in confusion: "Why? Why are there a Holy Knight coming to attack us?"

Kate held a dwarf in one hand and threw it to the dragon and beauty knights who were following behind him.

The knights soon found the exit of the dwarf's tunnel. Kate looked at the deep cave and asked Roger behind him with a serious expression: "You said, is that 'curse of the fallen god really useful?"

Roger replied lightly: "There must be some use. You should also know where that thing comes from."

"The dwarf was very strong just now, not like he had taken medicine at all. If the dwarfs were so strong, it would be difficult for us to deal with this time!"

Roger said: "The poisoned dwarves will not be sent out to keep watch. Let's do it according to the original plan. Judging from the terrain displayed that day, this is the last tunnel entrance in this area. Let's go back and examine the dwarves first."

In the depths of the Silent Forest, a large tent was set up. The poisonous insects and monsters who originally lived here had to give up this land. The slightly more supernatural monsters all experienced the dangerous aura dispersed in the camp, but there were still many unlucky guys who had no time to escape and turned into excellent experimental materials for Froya.

A series of gloomy screams rang out in the camp. The dozen dwarves caught in the past two days were being tortured. In addition to the Golden Lion Knight, almost all the people in the camp were tortured, and some fresh information would be tortured from time to time.

A small but extremely complex magic circle was painted in the large tent in the center of the camp. A two-meter-sized water ball was floating on the magic circle. The water ball showed the terrain of the dwarf's underground kingdom in a very small way. From time to time, warriors would come in to report the latest information. Then there would be some cursors representing various meanings in the water ball. Slowly, the military distribution and important strategic areas of the dwarf dungeon were marked one by one on the map.

During this process, everyone appreciated the arrogance of the dwarf style.

The dwarves had an unparalleled worship of their tribe king. In their words, the dwarves' king's "Raging Flame Hammer" is strong enough to compete with any strong man in the world. He can deal with at least fifty the strongest dwarves' centenary warriors alone! As for the hunting clowns, in the words of the dwarves, they are just a group of mice groaning under the dwarves' hammer.

Of course, the warriors taught these eyes a lesson to these dwarves, making them scream. But although the dwarves didn't say anything, the contempt in their eyes increased. The warriors were helpless about this.

According to the description of the dwarves, Roger and others infer that the Dwarves King had at least level fifteen. His thirty elite dwarves of centenary warriors should be about level ten, which is almost related to the strength of the Golden Lion Knights, and is even slightly stronger. As for the one hundred superior warriors, two hundred intermediate warriors and five hundred junior warriors, it is also very troublesome. There are more than 6,000 people in the entire dwarves tribe, and more than 1,000 adult miners with some combat power.

Among these dwarves, there are at least a thousand qualified craftsmen. One thousand craftsmen! At least at least ten thousand gold coins! Such a huge dwarves tribe has survived for a long time, and the accumulated wealth and treasures are far more than ten thousand gold coins. If there are three or five very good magic equipment in the tribe, it will be worth more than ten thousand gold coins. Of course, although dwarves and children are not as valuable as craftsmen, they are definitely not a loss-making item. Dwarves can grow into excellent craftsmen and warriors, while dwarves are often more powerful than adult men in human race, and they are good at being a coolie.

There was an idea lurking in Roger's mind, why can't dwarf women train to become craftsmen? The fat people think longer. Although dwarfs are not as arrogant as elves, they are stubborn but have a lot of strength. It is as difficult for them to work for themselves with peace of mind as they want them to shave their beards. But dwarfs with families are different. For the sake of the family's livelihood, dwarf slaves will have to work hard for themselves. Therefore, Roger is ready to eat all the dwarf women and children, but they can't spend more money anyway. As for a few more mouths, it is even a trivial matter. The profit of a top-grade weapon is enough to feed ten dwarfs.

These have not yet calculated the value of the dwarf's underground ore veins. That is the most amazing wealth, because there is a small gold mine under the hills. Although Furoya's magic light ball is not clearly displayed, I believe everyone can see it clearly.

Therefore, although the dwarf tribe is unexpectedly powerful, these benefits are enough to make people crazy. The thirty-year mining rights of the mine vein alone are estimated to be worth at least two million gold coins.

No one would retreat in front of piles of gold coins. Benjamin urgently transferred the Shadow Killer and Dark Warrior who the Clark Chamber of Commerce had been secretly training. Although these people were not many, only about sixty, they were all strong enough to compare with the Golden Lion Knight. These people are the top secrets of the Clark Chamber of Commerce! It seems that in order to win the dwarf tribe in front of them, even the old fox Benjamin had to take all his bets.

In the face of huge interests, this strange combination became stronger and stronger.

The dwarf king "Angry Flame Hammer" was irritated and circling around the luxurious hall. He had never encountered so many trivial things.

Fifteen years ago, he led his tribe members through hardships and walked out from the depths of the sunset mountains with a harsh living environment, and finally found this place that was extremely suitable for dwarves to survive. When he announced his settlement here, the whole tribe was filled with joy and thunder. Along the way, wind, snow, cold, monsters, hunger and disease had claimed the lives of six thousand tribe members.

At that time, the entire clan had less than 4,000 people, but now in just over a decade, more than a thousand people have increased. There are already ten hilly giants who have come down from the mountains and joined the tribe, and even one mountain giant.

But the happiness didn't take long. Damn, the greedy humans came to this land! In the past three days, more than a dozen dwarves have disappeared while going out or leaving watch. According to the spies sent out, there were signs of human exploration teams being active. It seems that these dwarves are likely to have been captured by the human race. In any case, as the king of the dwarves, the "Angry Flame Hammer" has to rescue their tribe members.

Unfortunately, some people in the clan got sick one after another in the past few days. It was not a serious illness, but they were weak and mentally exhausted, and no one died. However, the mining progress was greatly affected. Although the sick miners could still work, their output was lower than half of the past. Even such a minor illness left the wizards in the clan helpless, and they could not find out the cause. Considering that the time was still short, the enlightened dwarf king barely suppressed his extraordinary anger and prepared to give the wizards a few more days.

When he thought of the wizard, he was furious. The great wizard in the clan was already over 500 years old. As his magic power became increasingly advanced, people became more and more foolish and timid. When he first saw this land, he obstructed it in every way, saying that this was a dark place cursed by the demons, and that the demons would surely be born here.

No matter how you look at this land, it is a blessing land given by the dwarf tribe. Where are there any signs of curses? As for the humans who come to harass, they are not a big concern. Even if the human race can travel through the silent forest, they will definitely not be able to bring their most powerful heavy-armed cavalry. Without cavalry, the human race is like a toothless tiger, what's there to be afraid of?

As for the cunning of the human race, it will inevitably not surpass the outstanding wisdom of the Dwarf King. You might as well use the self-righteous cunning of these human races to give them a small trap. Thinking of this, the Dwarf King showed a hint of complacent smile. He ordered in a rough voice: "Where are you here, go and summon all the warrior leaders, elders, great wizards and priests! I want to teach him a lesson to the human race who dares to offend us!"
Chapter completed!