() There were a few small stones scattered on the hard ground. The pistol didn't think there was anything special about the few randomly scattered stones. He looked at Wang Hu suspiciously, and then looked at Si, who was equally excited.

Finks. The four eyes of these two people emit strange lights. You seem to be quite compatible, he murmured in his heart.

"Boss, what's so special about this? Isn't it just a few pebbles? If it's something special, it's more like the 't' word. Other than that, I don't think it's anything else and there's no clue."

The curves of the Sphinx's bent body were outlined by gravity. Her round buttocks stretched out two amazing arcs under the highly elastic pants. Her straight and slender thighs were pleasing to the eye at a glance. She smiled slightly.

With a look of disdain, "You can't even see such an obvious mark? How did you manage to survive until now?"

After saying this, he looked like he had met a pig teammate. This expression made Pistol extremely unhappy, but when this woman said these words, she was full of aura and completely gained the upper hand. He couldn't help but look at Wang Hu angrily, and mumbled silently a few times.

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Of course Wang Hu would not be like the Sphinx. He said in a solemn tone, "This 't' word did not appear for no reason. You can see that the dust here has obviously shown traces of being moved. These few

The stones were picked up from around here and arranged into this special shape. It's not a 't' but a hammer."

Pistol followed Wang Hu's fingers and nodded in realization. As expected, he saw a few extremely superficial marks near the statue that was half melted by the iron flow. If you didn't look carefully, you would have ignored it. It was him.

As a shooter, it seems more difficult to have eyesight far beyond that of other screeners.

Wang Hu continued, "In the black market at the Blade Squadron camp, after I had a conflict with Jin Louis, he took the initiative to offer the teeth of the Nonu dragon in order to escape punishment. There was a hammer mark on the teeth. This belongs to the Kao family.

Family emblem, do you think the 't' looks like a hammer? The handle of the hammer is pointing in the direction of this statue!"

Wang Hu pointed hard, and everyone followed his arm to look over. The statue had been so smoked that it was impossible to see its original appearance. The head that was originally carved with a human face had been completely melted by the high temperature.

Just when they were puzzled, Silan said softly, "This is the statue of the soul forger. Although the god who created the dwarf race is the Titan, they worship the fire dragon Alkaz and also worship the soul forger."

Moradin, the father of all."

His body was abnormally weak. He raised his arm and traced the blurred lines on the statue, and his fingertips drew a clear trace on the statue. The dust-covered statue was outlined under Silan's fingers.

living image.

This statue is very strong, with a square face showing the unique fortitude of a dwarf. His upper body is very strong, with a barrel-like chest, broad shoulders, and muscular arms. Thick hair and beard

Make him look majestic.

Legend has it that Moradin cast the soul of the first dwarf out of metal and gems, and gave life to the dwarves.

"Moradin is a strong patron saint to the dwarves, representing order and kindness in the minds of the dwarves. He taught the dwarves that life is the value of doing good, and what loyalty to the tribe is. He also warned his lovers to act resolutely and decisively.

.All Moradin temples or shrines

There will be an anvil and a furnace inside, and they are carefully maintained by priests to ensure that they are always burning. The anvils are usually simply decorated, and sometimes they are even used to make iron, but usually they are

It’s used as an altar in the temple!”

After saying these words in one breath, a large blush appeared on Silan's face, which was a sign of hypoxia. Wang Hu signaled that Silan could take a rest. But the weak magician refused Wang Hu's kindness. He kept

While blaming himself for not being able to help, when he wanted to continue speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Wang Hu.

"Where did you get this information?" Wang Hu turned to the Sphinx and said, "Why don't I know it at all?"

Sphinx chuckled and said, "The dwarves originally believed in polytheism. Titans, Alkaz, and Moradin can be worshiped as long as they are related to them. Not to mention you, even I don't know very well.

Moradin is also known as the God of the Dwarves. He is said to be able to create powerful magical and military weapons, armor, and magical tools."

Wang Hu rolled his eyes. This woman must know a lot of information. Since the other party didn't want to tell, he didn't bother to ask. Since we are on the same boat, we are not afraid that if you hide it, it will be exposed sooner or later.

However, the pistol grasped the key. He walked over and took a closer look at the miserable-looking statue, "Slan, since Moradin carved in this statue has such a high status in the hearts of the dwarves, then his temple also

Where?" He looked around, "Is there no furnace or anvil here?"

"I think I can do something," Slan stepped forward. "The interference with magic here tends to be zero, I can feel it." He felt that it was time for him to express himself. After all, there was no reason to rely on others to live.

The first thing Slan learned in the hierarchical army was to be useful to others.

Wang Hu frowned and said, "Can you do it? Your body is too weak." He asked distractedly. If he wanted to rescue Catalina, it would be best not to alert Edmund and his gang. He was not sure.

Rely on these "sick, disabled women and children" to kill a bunch of people.

Silan nodded vigorously, "Actually, it doesn't use much magic power. The mockingbird can replace my eyes for reconnaissance activities." After saying that, before Wang Hu agreed, Silan muttered an obscure spell, and the magic energy was dense.

On the top of the wand, a small blue-grey bird condensed successfully in a breath.

Silan said a few words to the little bird, then gently stroked the bird's feathers and then raised his hand. The mockingbird flapped its wings and disappeared into the darkness.

Next, Silan sat cross-legged on the wet ground. The whites of his eyes turned out and his pupils disappeared strangely. His face also turned gray in an instant. He was like a dead corpse and even stopped breathing. Only his eyes were constantly shaking.

The body tells people that it is still possible.

The pistol came over and Nunu mouth said to Wang Hu, "Boss, do you think there is no problem? Even though this guy is dead, why do we have to take this soldier to take risks, even though they are like a living person?"

There is no difference, but our matters are important."

Although he spoke in a low voice, his voice could still be heard very clearly in the empty and dead darkness. Silan's body trembled imperceptibly and disappeared immediately.

Sphinx glanced at Slann with a wave of eyes, and then expressed his own opinion, "I just don't think bringing a Noxian soldier will be of much help to us."

"Stop talking," Wang Hu waved his hand to interrupt the two of them. "Slan is different from others. We rushed all the way and it's a miracle that he survived. Besides, I don't think he is a burden!"

Slan, who was immersing his thoughts in the brain of the mockingbird, was relieved when he heard this. An indescribable feeling warmed his limbs again, and the magic output became more abundant, filling his whole body with strength.

After a while, Silan's eyes returned to normal. He staggered and lay on the ground, breathing heavily. "I'm fine," he stopped Wang Hu who was about to help him, "I found out

An abandoned temple, where the remains of Moradin are enshrined."

"Have you found anything else? Where are those damn bastards now?" Wang Hu asked quickly.

"They are approaching somewhere, but they are blocked by abandoned houses and collapsed buildings, so they have not been able to find it for the time being. But the general direction is gradually approaching there. And..." Silan swallowed, "I seem to have discovered the war.

Clues to the existence of Ax Hell's Roar."

The legend of Hell's Roar is a weapon carefully crafted by the dwarves for Grom Hellscream. This battle ax killed Cenarius, the Jungle Guardian, the founder of the half-length leader Druidism, and eventually led to Grom's death.

Mu Hellscream died together with the corrupted Mannoroth, saving the orcs from the bloodthirsty abyss.

This artifact also has an ominous nickname - Hellscream's Dirge!

Anyone who gets this weapon will definitely be killed by the weapon in his hand at the most glorious moment!

At the same time, it is also one of the most powerful weapons. It can kill Mannoroth the Destroyer, the lord of the abyss demons. How can it be a mortal? You must know that Mannoroth is evaluated by history books as "an outstanding power capable of destroying all life."

representative.”

From the farthest underworld in the universe, a guy with a body as huge as a dragon and a pair of hateful wings was beheaded by Grom Hellscream with an axe.

The places contaminated by his blood are not only barren of vegetation, but are also prone to breeding evil creatures like demons.

Silan then said, "We can take a shortcut and get ahead of them!"

Without further ado, Wang Hu immediately put Slan on his back and led the crowd towards the shortcut. Bushes and large tracts of weeds growing in the dark were growing haphazardly, but the glory of the dwarf civilization could still be seen. These people who like iron

The elemental plants are like a road, winding and extending into the distance.

Following these natural paths, Wang Hu and the others soon stepped onto a path that was severely damaged by the iron flow. Grass had grown between the broken iron blocks. Wang Hu looked up and saw a side with obvious signs of danger in front of him.

Dwarf-style reliefs decorate the walls, depicting the war between the Titans and the Gods.

They continued walking forward, passing through the ruins surrounded by low shrubs, and came to an iron-gray temple. The cold dome and supporting pillars below were clearly displayed in front of Wang Hu.

The grand and wide porch seemed to be opening to the owner. Wang Hu climbed up the steps made of pig iron and found that this temple was much better preserved than other ruins.
Chapter completed!