The Dean Has Arrived

"Nénggòu should only be the dwarves who made this city..."

Eliria picked up a gear that had fallen to the ground somehow.

Obviously, she is staying in the process of casting a piece of shíjiān and beating a piece of shíjiān. It is a magical shìjiè that is purely manual from start to finish, but the gear in her hand is extremely exquisite, and every tooth's angle and shape look exactly the same. It's not like it was made by hand.

Even if it is a mold, it is difficult to achieve this level with the productivity of this era. ""The novel chapters are updated the fastest.

Just because humans can't do it doesn't mean other creatures can't do it either.

The dwarves who possess the indigenous magic dust and magic not only decompose and utilize minerals, but also have an accurate grasp of casting objects are incomparable by humans. Many casting tasks that are almost unkěnéng from the perspective of humans, if placed in the dwarven race, It's just their daily homework.

"But the pure-blood dwarves haven't appeared for a long time. Now it seems that only mixed-blood dwarves and gray dwarves haunt the Eastern Plains.

After Xiwei casually explained the current situation to the lady who had been locked in the center of the sanctuary, the two continued to walk along the straight and huge corridor.

Because the things in zhōuwéi are too huge, Xiwei even has the illusion that zìjǐ is reduced.

"Walking here, there is a gǎnjiào who has entered Lowe's Wonderland." The girl behind Xiwei also said softly.

"The méiyǒu qíguài castle in Lowe's Wonderland."

Xiwei naturally heard the popular fairy tale, so he answered casually.

between tūrán. A chill rushed down his back and hit the back of his head.

It was almost when the girl called out "Danger! At the same moment, Xiwei reflexively rolled back and flashed past the sudden collapse of the ceiling.

Standing on the chunks of the thick ceiling was a silver teapot about three people tall.

rúguǒ is not the black mud-like dirt on the teapot, or the doll's hands and feet that sometimes appear in the black mud with spherical joints. Xiwei almost thought it was the golden teapot that grew bigger before. Then came to avenge him.

"Get ready, we are going to run!"

Xiwei grabbed the girl who was still at a loss, and started to find a fork in Pángbiān and ran in.

"So, is that shíme thing?"

The girl’s voice still sounded full of panic. Having been in the Bailan’s Court for a long time, she probably hadn’t seen many ordinary monsters. This time, Tūrán saw this kind of freak who could not even be named Xiwei. Of course there is no way to remain calm.

"How can I zhīdào!"

The effect of the wizard's hat made Sevi learn that the name of the thing was the abandoned magic pot. As for whether it is a dark creature, a relying creature or a magic puppet, it is not known.

To be honest, if it weren't for the excellent effect of the passive magic ‘Mage Alert’, Xiwei, who had killed countless monsters, would have been kneeled by that guy.

A sharp and harsh sound came from behind them, like the boiling water in a kettle. Soon a dark green liquid ball fell from the sky!

"Be careful!" Xiwei turned and threw the girl down. At the same time, the dark green liquid ball fell not far in front of them. The ground instantly turned charred black, and gradually dissolved while making a hissing sound. The dissolution speed reminds Siwei of aqua regia, and the white smoke rising from the ground while corroding is extremely unscientific, forming a skeleton. The hollow mouth with only teeth grinned, not whether zhīdào was laughing at them or screaming in horror...

méiyǒu shíjiān, who asked them to sort out their moods, the second and third shots of Mo lǜsèyètǐ, which were as powerful as a sour arrow, also drew an arc in the air and smashed them at them.

Xiwei gritted his teeth and exchanged a set of instant potions in the achievement store, then drew out one of the ice blue potions and smashed them directly on the ground.

In an instant, the medicine reacted with the air and collected the water elements to form a thick ice wall that could withstand the attack of the dark green water ball.

Seeing that zìjǐ's attack method was ineffective, the abandoned magic pot immediately swayed its limbs, which were extremely small compared to the huge body. While continuously smashing the wall, it rushed towards them with a scream of boiling water.

In terms of straight speed, Xiwei and the others do not have much advantage over the méiyǒu, so Xiwei keeps turning when he encounters a fork in the shíhòu, which is very effective for the huge abandoned magic pot.

The weight of the opponent and its body shape are extraordinary. When Xiwei and the others make a sharp turn, the inertia caused by their own weight always makes it difficult for them to stop immediately, even if yǐjīng uses people who are sticking out of the black mud. My arm is also yīyàng.

Tèbié was after Xiwei used earthen huángsè's medicine to increase her weight again, even if the huge doll arm pulled the corner wall down the whole piece, it would not have a good braking effect.

However, this is not a good way to continue, Xiwei can still hold it, but the saint Elilia, who is already very weak, is panting. Even if the lǜsè potion is blessed, they lighten their bodies a lot. The speed of movement gradually slowed down.

"Can't go on like this..."

Xiwei looked at the only red potion left in the potion group and began to recall the terrain he had walked before.

"I think it's better for you to close your eyes now!"

"Wow?! What are you doing shíme?"

Xi Wei picked up the girl and started to run purposefully.

Because he is not very familiar with the terrain here, he missed two walks and was blocked by the abandoned magic pot, almost falling into the desperate situation of the crystal on his way home, but finally let him come to the planned location.

It was a circular room with only a net-like metal road running from east to west, and beneath it was rolling ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As Xiwei expected, the other party followed his footsteps to this road. on.

"Hold on to the railing!"

Running to a section of the iron network near the exit, Xiwei stopped, and after confessing to the girl, he took out the last potion and threw it high.

The potion in the test-tube container drew an arched parabola in mid-air and then fell to the back of the abandoned magic pot that was screaming, and fǎngfó would spray out dark green water **** at any time, falling to pieces.

The bright red potion instantly spattered all over the iron net-like ground, and in the next instant, the iron nets that were not so thick were melted!

The iron net bridge broke in vain. Because of its own weight, the abandoned magic pot could not even resist. He directly dragged a piece of iron net and fell into the piece of thread, and then grabbed the railing and barely hung it on the side of the iron net bridge. In their sight, gradually melted away... (to be continued...)

PS: Recommend our friend's novel "My God and the Holy See", a very good farming system novel~