"Are those two people okay?" Funya on the side looked at these light spirits with some confusion, blinked her big new green eyes, and then asked softly.
"Those two damn guys!" Monica jumped up from the ground and screamed angrily. But then she remembered that the other party didn't seem to be at fault, so she fell back angrily and replied: "Huh, not yet.
As for death, fortunately Valhalla reacted quickly, otherwise the eighth root system would be enough to crush them until there was no dust left, which would just serve as nutrients for the World Tree."
Funya was a little worried: "The movement in Valhalla is too dangerous. This is still in a sparsely populated forest. If it is teleported in a densely populated area, wouldn't it cause heavy casualties? Isn't there a way to avoid it? In the past
How did the people of the gods deal with it?"
Monica blushed rarely. In fact, Valhalla's materialization process is quite safe. The situation on the other side of the jump point can be retrieved before the coordinates are confirmed. However, in order to save magic power, she let Valhalla skip this step.
,The reason is that there is no one in Mintai Forest right now.
She looked around with some annoyance and said: "The capacity of the magic pool in Valhalla is still too small. It only takes a few hours for a normal person to travel from the hills of Schavlund to here, but we actually have to do it twice in a row."
It took more than half an hour for the teleportation and light to re-inject magic power. If we had twelve magic pools, the jump from Tony Gale to Cruz would only be a one-time thing, and we wouldn’t have to close the World Tree.
Other facilities that consume magic power."
"There is nothing we can do about this," Funya said with a wry smile: "My lord, he has invested a lot in this fortress, but we only have too little time."
"That's right, it's all those damn Sasard people who are causing trouble." In Monica's eyes, the local nobles of Eruin were simply ignored by her. In her opinion, they were not considered Val at all.
Harla's opponents are just annoying flies at best.
She turned back and asked: "Valhalla, have you finished calculating the coordinates? Where is this place?"
"According to the map you provided. Miss Monica, this should be 70 kilometers south of Mintai Fort. Not far from here is the town of Horta. According to our combat plan, we should send a support force here.
force."
"Very good, let...let Uriel go. Arranging the White Lion Guard here should be enough!" Monica thought for a while and replied.
"Well," Funya hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to go see those two people, they might be scared."
"What's there to see?" Monica replied angrily, but she glanced at the little girl, shrugged and said, "Okay, it's up to you, there's still a lot of time anyway."
…
When the huge root swept towards him, the middle-aged hunter felt that he must be dead. Who knew that at the critical moment, the root suddenly changed its direction and missed him by the slightest distance?
He passed by and landed with a crash amidst the roar of creaking and falling trees.
After a long time, the dust finally settled and the surroundings became quiet again. The father and son opened their eyes again tremblingly. When they looked forward, they couldn't help but subconsciously hold their breath and widened their eyes.
In the forest, the dense hazel forest and pine forest disappeared, and something beyond imagination appeared out of thin air. To be precise, it was an even bigger tree. Its trunk was like a mountain peak, reaching straight into the sky, and it was vast.
The tree crown covers the entire forest, with slender branches and green crown. Shrouded in clouds and mist, some birds are flying around this giant tree. From a distance, they look as tiny as a group of flying insects.
The huge root system of the giant tree surrounds the undulating mountains. It has naturally formed an outer wall, and on top of this outer wall, there are towering artificial buildings. But those thick stone walls full of dwarven simplicity are much worse than they were in Mal.
Nowell makes the castles and fortresses seen anywhere in Denel even more towering.
The two father and son looked at this scene with their mouths wide open. If they were not dreaming, then they must have been crazy to see this strange landscape. The two couldn't help but think of the myths and legends widely spread in the south. Legend has it that in Xia
On a clear afternoon, the forest will take on the illusion of huge stone giants and the city where they live.
Although it was not a sunny afternoon, nor was it a midsummer day, the two fathers and sons were almost certain that this must be the residence of the giants.
They couldn't help but tremble with fear. According to legend, giants are all monsters that eat people in the wilderness. Although the stone giants who can build cities are said to be gentler, they don't think they have any good impressions of these two puny mortals.
But they didn't dare to escape rashly. The roots of this huge city extended for several miles. How could they easily escape from it? Just as the two were worried, they saw a figure suddenly appear on the tall city wall.
The man came and looked in their direction. Although the other person was wearing a sentinel helmet, his obvious features of a huge nose, small eyes and thick beard all showed that the other person was a dwarf.
To be precise, a rune dwarf, a dwarf who claims to be a descendant of the Silver People. If you use such a simple title to call Odum himself, the master dwarf craftsman will definitely correct your 'speech problem' seriously, and then
Then add a series of adjectives to modify it before this title. Of course, there are also those related and complicated identity pronouns.
For example, titles such as Valhalla's only city builder, count advisor, scholar, and archaeologist.
Of course, more than half of them are self-proclaimed.
Odum squinted his small eyes for a long time before he saw the two insignificant guys below Valhalla. This was not because his eyesight was bad, but because the noise in the city distracted the old dwarf. Mo
Although Nika had issued a notice to the entire Valhalla in advance before Valhalla started teleportation, the level of work done by the Light Spirits was well known to everyone. It was a blessing that they did not make any mistakes. If they want to get things done,
How good it is, it's almost impossible.
The old dwarf couldn't help but think of the little girl he had met once in Safrund. That cute little girl was said to be the lord's fiancée. Although the business lady was confused when doing things by herself, she was still in the dark.
When she was in the territory, she could always arrange everything in an orderly manner, and she would never let the people below not understand what she meant.
Of course, there are also Antitina and Miss Nymesis. As long as one of these people is still in the territory, Valhalla will not become like this. The light spirits suddenly told the residents in Valhalla to
Entering the state of war, no matter how loyal these people are to the lord, they will inevitably fall into a state of panic and anxiety for a while.
"I really don't know what these guys were doing." Oldham muttered and complained, and then he put his hands on the battlements and shouted to the two poor guys below who were already trembling with fear: "
Hey, are you okay?"
The two hunters and their son never thought that a dwarf would appear in a city of giants. Don't they say that these two races are sworn enemies? It is said that a long time ago, during the war with the Dragon of Dusk, the giants were involved in a battle.
After betraying their dwarf allies in an important battle, they lost their civilization and inheritance and degenerated into dirty, smelly man-eating monsters in the wilderness that never bathed. After that, the dwarves
He also swore to break with the giant, and the two became mortal enemies.
Could it be that this city of giants has been occupied by their enemies and turned into a city of dwarves?
The middle-aged hunter first had this ridiculous idea in his mind, but no matter what, it was better to deal with dwarves than giants. He finally calmed down the uneasiness in his heart and looked at the sudden appearance in the forest with awe.
He swallowed his saliva and was thinking about how he should answer, or how to get the other party to let his father and son go, when he heard his son shout in surprise:
"Oh my god, I understand, this must be the Valhalla Fortress!" The young man looked at Odum on the top of the city with sharp eyes and shouted: "You must be the legendary one who designed and built this fortress.
Mr. Odum, the dwarf craftsman and fortification master with superb craftsmanship!"
"There are also earl advisors, scholars, archaeologists and alchemy masters," Odum added dissatisfiedly: "Little guy, and I also have the status of a royal advisor, but I did not accept it. The Eruin Geographical Association also invited
I became their honorary member, but I declined."
"It's really you!"
"Of course." Oldham puffed up his chest proudly, but he immediately remembered that he had other important matters, and quickly waved his hands angrily: "Okay, as long as you are fine, please step back now, I
The gate is about to be lowered."
"door?"
The hunter and his son looked at each other. However, they immediately understood the true meaning of this sentence. They saw that the root system of the towering tree suddenly began to squirm, extending from the stone wall that was originally tightly attached, as if a huge suspension bridge had been lowered.
However, the size of this suspension bridge is somewhat astonishing. Each of them spans a distance of thousands of meters, and it is wide enough to drive a carriage.
The two father and son hurriedly retreated, and soon saw a flag appearing on the towering city wall, the star, moon and lily flag representing the Eruin royal family, and then another flag fluttering fiercely in the north wind.
A white lion flag. Several knights holding the flag rode war horses and rushed down the city. Behind them were rows of knights on foot with bright armor, silver heavy armor, enchanted cloaks and small shields, and pointed helmets.
The long white mane flying on the shoulder and the lion's head on the shoulder armor all illustrate the identity of this army.
