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"If you just go for a walk outside, you can see hundreds of thousands of people."

"That's not possible." Urrick shook his head like a lion: "It's not good for ordinary people. I can't remember it, and it doesn't make any sense. It has to be impressive."

Boss, you are bored here carving stone carvings, what are you still looking for?

Maybe it's the arrogance of a strong man, I helplessly shrugged my shoulders secretly: "How about carving some flowers, plants and trees?"

"I'm not very interested in flowers, plants and trees." Urrick pondered for a moment and carefully considered my suggestion: "However, if there is really nothing else to engrave, it's not impossible to give it a try."

"There are also hell monsters. I don't think there are many monster statues here." While eating the food in the bowl, I looked at the food in the pot and saw a few statues of the Seven Giants. I immediately looked at Urric eagerly.

, Uncle, you can carve some more, I will take these back as decorations.

In addition to Azmodan, the other six people who appeared in the Dark Continent are all here. Look, these faces are carved so lifelike, as if they can come back to life at any time. It reminds me of that damn profiteer Warriv.

The two-to-one size Andariel tentacles are so disgusting and weird that they can even summon spirits if placed at home.

"Take it if you want." At this moment, Urrick showed a pained expression, looking very reluctant to let go and unable to continue to take it down.

"Monsters, although every monster in the Dark Continent is very familiar to me, except for some of them, I don't really want to carve them. I would rather make flowers and plants than carving monsters."

"By the way, you can collect some strange stones when you have time. They shouldn't be too big. There should be a lot of rocks that I haven't seen before in the hell world. I can't stay out for too long and I won't have time to look for them."

"That's no problem. In addition to stone, any material that can be carved should be fine, right?" It seems that Urrick is determined to go far on the path of becoming a master sculptor.

"Of course, as long as it is a material that can be carved, stone is almost boring. If this continues, I might not be able to help but use gemstones for carving."

"Don't, it's such a waste." I quickly stopped, rummaged through the inventory, and found some materials, and they were very precious materials.

It was the bones of the black dragon Elias. The elves gave me a part. I took the better quality part and asked the giant blacksmith Lukogas to make a sword and a shield. The sword was given to the little boy.

Fox, the shield was given to the head knight Amrudina. The remaining part was stuffed into the warehouse because it was too big. There are still some bits and pieces left. I thought maybe I could use it to fool someone and change it some time.

It was a good thing, so I just stuffed it into the corner of the inventory, not expecting it to come in handy here.

I don't feel bad at all for giving such a good thing to Urik, and it won't trigger Rogge's third miserly attribute at all. Urik has paid so much for the alliance, so what's the point of just a few keels?

"Oh, what kind of bones are these? Are they removed from the giant skeletal dragon? It doesn't look like it. I think the body of the giant skeletal dragon doesn't seem to be a keel, but more like a frame made up of various bones.

Otherwise, the defense cannot be so fragile. Of course, there are advantages, that is, it is easy to replace, and the regeneration ability is so powerful that it has no friends."

Seeing me taking out a pile of bone fragments that exuded a powerful aura, Urik's eyes shone and he was immediately attracted. What he said made me admire him. He just had a fight with the skeleton dragon.

He has already seen through many of the opponent's true qualities, and is indeed a well-informed and experienced warrior.

"It's the bones of the black dragon." I briefly told about the battle with the black dragon Elias, and the envious Urik almost burst into tears, saying that he had never encountered such a good thing after living for so many years, and that he could blatantly

of dragon slaying.

Uncle Urric, what you said is very dangerous. If Dragon Rena and the others hear it, they will be in big trouble. And is it really a good thing? To be honest, it was a bit inexplicable to win against Elias in the first place. There was a plot.

Killing or being forced to counter-kill was a rush. Later, when I talked about this with Arturia, both of us were confused. We always felt that Elias should be more than that simple.

Anyway, now that it is confirmed that it is dead, the result is no longer important anyway.

"Can these be used for carving?" Seeing that Uncle Urrick was still obsessed with his dream of slaying the dragon, I quickly changed the subject, for fear that he would suffocate me to death. Is the dragon so easy to kill? Not to mention the issue of strength,

I don’t need to waste time explaining how serious the consequences of being an enemy of the dragon clan are.

"Yes, of course I want it, this is the best carving material, I've always dreamed of it." Urick nodded and looked at me eagerly, for fear that I would regret it. Even though my beard and eyebrows were already gray, at this moment,

As excited as a child getting a novel toy.

"Just take it, just take it as a gift in return for the statues just now. These fragmentary bone fragments can't do anything. It's best if they can be put to use." I waved my hand generously and gave away all the fragments.

go out.

"Hahaha, it's refreshing enough. Don't worry. Just wait and see, I won't ask for it in vain. Let me use these treasures to make something good for you." Urrick danced excitedly and immediately squatted on the bone fragments to pick and choose.

Get up, I say, Uncle Urick, although I can't bear to disturb your concentration, but doesn't it matter that you are monitoring Barr's movements?

Urick said that the man is a cute man with big breasts. He has long developed the habit of doing two things while squatting here for so many years. Otherwise, how could he calm down and carve?

Soon, he picked a bone fragment, moved a few steps, leaned against a wall, crossed his legs, and kept playing with the bone fragment with his five fingers, sizing up its shape and size, looking for the most suitable inspiration.

Urick obviously usually sat in this position and started carving. The wall he was leaning against was very smooth and had a trace of his back. When he leaned up, his broad back just matched the trace of his back.

In my stunned expression, he took out several things, a giant sword, a big axe, and a spear.

Wait, why is it a giant sword, axe, and spear? Are you carving or killing a pig? It's not a set of professional carving knives, at least it's a small gadget like a throwing knife and a dagger!

But he saw that Urrick was already holding a giant sword, and the tip of the sword was directly thrust forward. A five-foot-long sword was forced to use a laser engraving effect on him. Every cut on the bone fragments was extremely precise and superb.

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I see. Is this also a way to hone his skills? But it’s really amazing. This is obviously a huge sword, but it has the effect of a carving knife for him. What a profound skill it must be.

There are also big axes and spears. Could it be said that Urik has become proficient in all kinds of martial arts?

Just when I wanted to admire him, Urric suddenly put down the bone fragments and giant sword and quit.

"What's wrong?" I wanted to continue admiring his superb skills, but when I saw this, I couldn't help but asked with disappointment.

"No, the hardness of the keel is too great. It's different from the stones that are usually carved. I have to feel it first." After saying that, Urrick took out a piece of stone as big as his thumb, picked up the giant sword again, and compared the size.

From a perspective, it's like a baby holding a dagger and carving on a small grain of rice.

This time Urrick moved much faster than before, as if he had found the feeling. The giant sword danced very fast with extremely fine amplitude, and soon the uneven areas of the stone were completely polished, leaving engraved lines.

Then he picked up the big ax next to him, and his movements suddenly stopped.

"Some people are not used to the light. Can you remove the luminous pearl?"

"Of course." The Druid's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes can provide night vision, and I don't care at all.

As soon as the luminous pearl was withdrawn, the entire secret room suddenly fell into boundless darkness and silence. Only the sizzling sound of the big ax in Urric's hand falling delicately on the stone grains, leaving behind a series of textures, made it even quieter.

Having regained his usual feeling, Urrick seemed to be completely integrated with the darkness, the wall, the stones and the ax in his hand. He could no longer be seen alone, so focused and devoted.

, that piece of stone is also forming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know why, when I see Urrick like this, I admire him and feel even more sad.

As a guardian, he is here alone, sitting in the same position every day, doing the same things in the darkness, even loneliness, loneliness, and fear seem to be swallowed up by this deathly silence.

It's been like this for decades, hundreds of years.

In fact, whether his passionate interest in sculpture is because he truly likes it or is forced by the environment has become vague and difficult to determine.

Being here, you can feel the self-sacrifice and great dedication of the guardians even more, and there are many guardians like Urric.

Half an hour later, after being baptized by the giant sword, axe, and spear, the stone in Urric's hand had completely shed its skin and changed its appearance. It was an unknown ancient behemoth with bone spurs like thorns all over its body.

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His movements stopped.

"Is it done yet?" After only half an hour, I couldn't stand the dead silence, so I asked quickly.

"No, only the appearance is carved. If you want it to have charm, you have to spend ten or eight days carefully carving it, and there must be no error in every detail."

Isn't this too harsh? I didn't say this, because I realized that if I didn't do this, how would Urric pass the deathly passage of time?

"However, let's do this for the time being. I have found some feelings. I can't wait to get my hands on these cute little babies." Urrick put the stone sculpture in his hand aside and picked up the stone sculpture again with gleaming eyes.

Pieces of bone.

Suddenly, he looked up at me and ordered me to be kicked out.

"Why don't you leave? Why do you want to accompany this old guy like me until the bone fragments are finished? This will take at least half a month."

"You haven't told me yet, how should I get out of here?" He glanced around with a grimace, did Urric want me to play an escape room?

"Look at me, my brain is hard to use as I get older." After patting his forehead, Wurik reluctantly put down the toy in his hand, strode over, and suddenly picked me up.

"Remember to come over when you have time and give you some small gifts. Then, stand firm."

Hey, wait, what does standing firm mean?!

The next moment, I was thrown out by Urick, and I was about to hit the wall, but suddenly passed through a gap, and the scenery suddenly turned white in my eyes.

Damn it!!!

He quickly transformed into a cosplay bear, but he still failed to stop the car and fell into the ice wall.

Uncle Urick, can't you throw it lightly?

Pulling out his head in embarrassment, Bear Claw suddenly dug into the inventory and took out a stone sculpture. It was the ferocious ancient beast that Urrick had just carved out.

If you take a closer look, compared to other stone sculptures, it does lack a charm that can come back to life at any time. But even so, it is an excellent work of art that only an elf master can make. Well, just think of it as a thrown spirit.

Damage fee.

He turned around and was about to go down the mountain. Suddenly, a terrifying aura without warning, as if he were facing the abyss of hell, enveloped all directions. In an instant, the hair on the cosplay bear's body stood straight, like a mouse meeting a snake, and it did not dare to move.

From the gate of the World Stone Temple, the figure of an ancient giant beast slowly emerged. It was as big as a skeleton dragon, but the aura it exuded was much more powerful than the skeleton dragon, ten times or a hundred times?

Standing upright on both legs, it looks like a Tyrannosaurus rex, full of violent visual impact, and a ferocious body covered with bone spurs. It looks like a giant war beast born for fighting.

The appearance of the giant beast is exactly the same as the stone sculpture lying in the palm of the cosplay bear.

Since then, the cosplay bear finally knew what kind of monster the ferocious stone carving in his hand was. The Recorder of Ancient Unknowns, Baal's strongest subordinate, is said to have strength comparable to that of the Four Demon Kings.

In other words...the realm of transcendence!

At this moment, the cosplay bear is like a trembling fly lying on the glass. Under the majestic momentum of the ancient recorder, he can only try to hide his small body and pray not to be discovered by it.

If it is discovered, if the recorder of ancient disasters wants to put himself to death, it will definitely be a death without a chance of escape. There is no chance of escape even if Urik comes out. At most, it will give the opponent a double kill, unless it is

The fifth master has arrived.

Fortunately, the recorders of ancient disasters did not seem to find the cosplay bear hiding on the ice wall. Compared to its size, it was not even as good as a fly. It walked around and inspected the altar on the top of Arreat.

He circled around and returned to the World Stone Temple without even thinking about it, following huge and heavy steps that seemed to make the entire Harrogath Mountain tremble slightly.
Chapter completed!