Chapter 1341 The Pale Queen's Call

"Did you hear the noise?"

Agrim stepped back half a step and moved closer to Oliveira. He was focused on fighting and did not notice the noise coming from the mountain castle.

"More than just hearing it, this is simply..." Oliveira's bitter look was hidden under the helmet, but everyone could hear the helpless tone.

He saw with his own eyes a black shadow swooping towards Karak Dreadnaught, as fast as a meteorite falling from the sky.

But Oliveira still relied on her keen dynamic vision and subjective time retrieval unique to duelists to see that scene...

The Phoenix King was laughing maniacally, with the legendary dragon underneath him holding the High King tightly, swooping towards a dwarf mountain fortress. This was just... so fucking ridiculous.

"Agrim, what would you do if Thorgrim was in crisis?"

The Butcher King did not hesitate, he was willing to die for Thorgrim, not only out of his oath to the High King, but also out of the trust of his two-hundred-year-old friend.

"I will risk my life to save him, no matter what the cost."

"The problem now is... the High King you swore allegiance to and the Phoenix King I swore allegiance to have entered Karak Dreadnaught together, and a large number of greenskins have noticed the gap created by the dragon and are dividing their forces to attack."

Agrim was so shocked by the news that he couldn't help but hear Thorgrin mention that he would secretly enter the Fearless Fortress...

Besides, this secret entry is too grand, creating a huge hole for the greenskins to get in? !

"We only have two choices..." Agrim's deep voice was just like Oliveira's.

"Continue to stay here and assist the Pious Legion, or..."

"I choose the latter. The dwarves will compensate for the empire's losses, but they must not let Thorgrin be surrounded by greenskins."

Oliveira shrugged. He didn't think His Majesty would be in crisis...but he was eager to fight alongside His Majesty. This was the honor he dreamed of.

"Then speed up..."

The Blade of Caledor took out the Key of Nisu handed over by the Phoenix King's herald. This beacon condensed the power of the gods of the underworld, which could guide the elven heroes scattered in the mortal world to gather here to fight with the power of gods. name, fighting for the Phoenix King again.

"Knights of the Lost Woods, in the name of the fearless person canonized by the Phoenix King, I call you to come here and open a way to our eternal monarch!"

"We are from Kunos..."

"You have no right to refuse..."

Lifting the Key of Nisu, Oliveira did not hesitate to activate the mark of the Pale Queen on the back. The gate of Hades is guarded by Nisu, but the real judge of souls is the Pale Queen who is feared by all elves.

But even the Pale Queen should be in awe of the Phoenix King!

A gloomy will as ice swept through Oliveira's body, and the contact with the gods was two-way. If an ignorant person activates the Pale Queen's rune without authorization, what awaits him is an eternal cold cage.

The will of the blade suppressed the coldness. Although Edreze was not known for being powerful in the elven pantheon, and was far less powerful than the Pale Queen, the presence of the key to Oliveira made the Pale Queen choose to obey.

"For once, this key is not yours to use..."

Countless ripples emanated from the key held high by the fearless one, radiating light to the surroundings like a black-purple sun. The elves escaped, and the dwarves were not washed away by the power of the Pale Queen under Oliveira's deliberate control.

The greenskins who were originally entangled with the Pioneers were not so lucky. The surfaces of the boys affected by the purple-black ripples gradually hardened, and crack-like stone marks appeared. As the aura of death became stronger, the most fragile eyeballs Be the first to turn into glass like purple crystal.

Each exquisite, lifelike crystal sculpture has become an eternal monument to this valley, confirming the Pale Queen's absolute control over life.

"Grimnir... Do you still have this ability?" Agrim looked at the thousands of crystal sculptures and felt more and more that Oliveira was unfathomable. This kid is not only powerful in martial arts, but also capable of playing magic. set.

Apparently the dwarf didn't understand the ancient Elvish language that Oliveira shouted just now, thinking it was another weird magic spell.

"I am a martial artist, a pure martial artist..." Oliveira took back the door key. This thing had lost its response to him. Apparently, before he found an elf who could truly carry the power of the underworld, only the Phoenix King could use it normally.

But I'm afraid he would rather kill his enemies with his own hands.

The Knights of the Lost Woods appeared from the void. They rode giant herd deer and walked on the plains in the mountains. They silently marched towards the mountain fortress, opening a path for the following troops.

They only appear when they are guarding Athel Loren. They are the manifestation of the forest spirit in the Asrai race... At this moment, the forest spirit must also obey the arrangements of the greater will.

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"I heard some not-so-good sounds...is it the aftermath of the earthquake again?"

Victor remained vigilant. He had been underground for a month, but he could no longer distinguish between his head and his feet, and his sense of direction was very blurry.

They followed the rat man's traces, looking for possible clues in the tunnels, walking straight, backwards, lying sideways, rolling vertically... These behaviors he had never thought of fully demonstrated the ability to fight rats underground. How terrible people can be.

Many times, they have to get used to the poor space where they can only walk in a bow. Only Gragrim can maintain combat effectiveness in this situation... This also made Elvis consider whether to absorb the dwarves into the Giant Horned Viper. .

"That's the top of your head. Don't get the direction wrong again, tough guy." Gragrim complained and hung the hook on the rock wall above his head. They were crawling, but the way they crawled was a bit strange.

Who could guess how a tunnel that went straight up appeared, but no matter what, we had to go and see it.

"I've always been curious about why flying creatures fall to the ground in the sky... Birds can't fly if their wings are broken, just like us staying in a cave, we can only rely on falling to determine whether we are facing up or down." Elvis was chatting, although the battle above his head was fierce...

But the rat man just didn't appear, what could he do.

"According to the explanation of the Comprehensive Academy, we live in a protective layer called gravity. Without this thing, you will fall into the endless abyss." Kunnier despised Elvis's knowledge and threw a stone into the tunnel below. After a while, the echo could be vaguely heard.

"This is gravity, part of the law of nature."

"Another lie of the elves. This must be Sigma's arrangement. Only Sigma can decide how the empire lives... Just like the Gunners Academy always talks about recoil, but this is just a lie of the elves. Blessed steel will only work with true believers to eliminate evil. How can it hinder the execution of justice?"

Victor was so sure, and took the lead to ask Gragrim who was trying to climb: "You must have the same idea as me, dwarf brother."

The stubborn dwarf naturally couldn't say he didn't know, so he could only explain hesitantly: "Hard man, sometimes you have to admit the power of the elves' lies. There are three truths in their seven-point deception... Maybe this gravity does exist, but, but..."

"It's just that the future Butcher King is a rough man who lacks knowledge of nature. In his mind, he can only kill green skins and seek death, so he can't tell which part is true and which part is false." Elvis's precise complaints, accompanied by the dwarf's incompetent roar, said that the butcher is not an engineer, and it's useless to know these. (End of this chapter)