The fog will make people fall into it. Many people in our dwarf tribe have also been affected. It can be said that it is really quite painful."

When Zumaha said this, he felt quite painful.

Zhao Xun was completely stunned.

Good guy, what he said seems to be different from what he imagined at the beginning.

Black mist?

Why do they feel so much like the moves of Irakanpur Noliha Chiathir and Diadonas Lorenzo Hafrives?

After all, what these two guys are best at is black mist.

But Zhao Xun knew very well that Irakanpur Noliha Chiathir and Diadonas Lorenzo Hafrives were dead. It was impossible for them to be reincarnated into the world of magic books.

Bar?

No, no, no, this is too outrageous.

"So, you haven't figured out why this happened?"

"I don't know, we don't know at all. This is really too psychedelic. It's really hard to figure it out."

Zumaha shook his head repeatedly and said: "Although we have tried our best to dig, the situation is not very ideal. So I decided to seal off the dwarf town and prevent outsiders from getting in as much as possible. This way, we can maximize the guarantee

The safety of the dwarves."

Zhao Xun nodded.

He could understand Zumaha's helplessness.

In this case, it is difficult for the dwarves to seek help from other tribes.

Whether it is humans or elves, it is difficult to lend a helping hand at this time.

In this case, Zhao Xun must carefully figure out what is causing this black fog.

"Now that I'm here, I'm going to help you figure out the truth of the matter and see who is faking it."

Zhao Xun never rubbed sand in his eyes.

After magical events happened, he was used to peeling off the cocoons and figuring things out bit by bit.

As long as he is careful enough, he doesn't have to be afraid of something outrageous happening.

"Well, it's great, great. You came back when I needed you most. This is simply a blessing from God."

The dwarf chief Zumaha was indeed extremely excited at this time.

This troubadour was indeed his lucky star.

Whenever he is in need, the bard will always come out and help him solve his difficulties.

In this case, there is nothing to worry about.

"Of course, I do not rule out that we may be attacked by some enemies during this process. So we still have to remain vigilant enough. This camp should still maintain the most basic patrols. As long as we can ensure this basic point, then

It ensures nothing goes wrong.”

Zhao Xun's grasp of details is quite critical.

Once he starts to grasp this, he can basically provide enough help to the dwarves.

"Well, there's no rush for this. Now that you're back, we have to have a good get-together."

At this moment, Zhao Xun was very happy.

"Okay, then let's have a good meal."

What the dwarves love most is all kinds of toast with wheat wine.

This combination can be said to be very perfect.

Zhao Xun hadn't eaten this kind of delicious food for a long time, so he just had a good time.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed the five flavors.

But the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

"Alas, we really can't figure out the thoughts of the human race. If we can unite, no dark forces can be afraid. But not all races can have a broad mind like you. Most of them

People have never regarded us as the same kind."

The dwarf chief Zumaha was very angry at this time.

In fact, it is not that the dwarves have not shown favor to the human race, but the feedback from the human race is very average.

These aloof kings and lords have no intention of forming an alliance with them.

In desperation, the dwarf chief Zumaha could only gather all the dwarves to fight against the dark forces.

"How long has this black fog been forming?"

"It's been about a month."

"Well, judging from the time, the other party is obviously well prepared."
Chapter completed!