Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"Where is Jamila?"

The Amethyst Archmage, whose anger surged again, was very curious about this emotion. She kept comparing it with scenes from the past.

"Jamila? Ah, I think you are interested in the distinguished guests who received the flyers, right?"

The name of the product is not marked on the auction leaflet, but distinguished guests will know the news in advance...

Because they "purchase" goods based on customer needs.

"Oh my God, Archmage Amethyst, what a distinguished guest! I think you may not know me. My name is Apate, and I am the priest of Ranold. The products here are all the bets of those who are willing to sell their debts without paying their debts. only."

When the person in charge of the auction saw the sudden appearance, he not only did not reply, but also kept looking at the surrounding display cages. He immediately pulled the ring under the "auction hammer". Tens of seconds later, a coquettishly dressed person appeared. The masked woman came out of the secret door.

The visitor has an unusually hot figure, and his breasts are almost free of restraints. His ears and the golden dice pendant clamped on his chest have already well reflected his identity.

"The Dice God" is another popular name for the "Trickster God" Ranold.

Therefore, the dice and the "middle finger" pattern have become the special symbols of his followers. The dice are accessories that all his followers can wear, but not everyone can wear gold sieves.

"Where is Jamila?"

Elsbeth asked coldly, her eyes turned into purple vortexes as she stared at the visitor.

"Oh, don't be so excited. The wind of death is very scary~ If you have anything to say, we might as well sit down and talk slowly."

Apat was very relaxed on the surface, but inside she was extremely scared. She was Ranold's divine choice, but facing the demigod-level Amethyst Archmage, a magic swordsman of the first level of a divine hero, It’s simply not enough for others to pinch.

"Where is Jamila? This is your last chance!"

The Amethyst Archmage spread out the five fingers of his hands, and then gently grasped them. The 148 heroic assassins, 21 divine semi-hero shield guards, and 1 divine hero were all held tightly by a sudden big purple hand.

crunch~

The sound of bones being kneaded rang out from every auction house staff member. They never imagined that such a day would happen to them who usually take advantage of others wantonly.

The members of this underground organization, which the residents of Marienburg feared and dared not discuss, could only move their heads at the moment.

"She's in my room, she's in my room!"

The God-Chosen "Lanod" who looked calm just now was not as miserable as the others who were incontinent, but the panic on her face was no less than the others. She screamed and tilted her head to point at herself. The secret door out.

wow~

A ray of purple light shot out from the fingertips of the Amethyst Archmage and hit the black secret door that seemed to have an unusual texture. After a few seconds, the secret door shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of rubble. The moment it hit the ground, it turned into Fly ash.

"Help..."

The door opened, and an extremely weak voice was revealed to the Amethyst Archmage along with a large picture that made the male's blood flow.

"Are you Jamila?"

The space in the secret room is very large. Except for a large pink window, the rest are all torture tools used to torture mortals. Elsbeth was sure after inspecting the "big cows" hanging on the walls for a few times. .

It's not that she has a bad memory. In fact, at her level, she can remember everything in the past clearly, and can even extract it and use it as a projection.

The reason why she looked at it several times before confirming it was because she found that the women in this room had better figures than the other, and they all had an extremely European style.

How did they do it?

Could it be that some means were used?

No, I have to ask!

No one would have thought that these thoughts were in the mind of the Amethyst Archmage who casually wiped out underground organizations.

"It's me, thank you for saving me."

The blond woman with big breasts who was being questioned burst into tears with excitement.

......

Dun Morogh, Ironforge.

Weng~

With a flash of green light, a "Super Skyfire" appeared above this city full of "Three Hammer Dwarves".

"Look, it's General Boris's airship!"

At this moment, on the roofs of the houses in Ironforge are dwarves sent by the Dwarf High King to dig through the mountains.

"Hey, why did it fly away?"

"Are you stupid? The handover point is at the new exit. How can it be here?"

hum~ hum~ hum~

More than 30 minutes later, the "Levi", which was moving at full speed, appeared at the northern border between Tasain and the cave area at the bottom of the mountain.

The mountain here was transformed into a new entrance and exit by the dwarves after they "voluntarily" gave up Ironforge to the Chen family.

At this moment, above this crude new exit, there was an emergency excavated airport - a stone platform halfway up the mountain.

"Coming, coming, they are finally here!"

Janos Graybeard, the leader of this digging team, burst into tears when the airship appeared. He had been craving those structures for more than a day or two!

Chi~

A few minutes later, the dwarf-style "Super Skyfire" completed its docking with the stone airport. The moment thousands of small hatches opened, a wave of holy light almost solidified was released.

hum~

A thousand Holy Light SCVs all turned on their headlights, almost blinding the dwarves on the other side who were waiting eagerly.

"Go fast!"

Boris, Ironforge general and transport ship captain, gave the order boldly.

Dong~dong~dong~

The glittering SCVs were large but extremely flexible. Under the control of the Sinian peasants, they entered the cave extremely quickly.

"Thank you so much, General Boris. Would you like to come and have a drink? My treat!"

Janos Greybeard excitedly held the hand of the captain of the Levi and shook it violently.

"No, I have to continue delivering goods. This trip won't be so easy. You have time to drink, so hurry up and learn how to operate it. I don't want you to have learned how to do it when I come to pick you up in seven days. "

Boris waved his hand. He promised his master not to drink at work. He couldn't make a mistake.

boom!

Tens of minutes later, the first batch of SCVs produced by the Holy Light Armory officially went to work. Those hard rocks that required several dwarves to knock for several hours before falling into pieces fell off. Under the SCV's drill bit, however, It's a matter of a light touch.

"Oh my god, this, this is so awesome!"

The dwarves from various families who were watching opened their mouths in shock.

"I...I now somewhat understand why those guys corrupted by Chaos like to sit in those heavy iron frames."

"Come on, don't compare them with these big guys. When I learn how to do it, I will definitely improve it for them!"

Invention and creation have always been the strengths of the dwarves. Otherwise, they would not have made helicopters, otherwise the chaos dwarves would not have made things like exoskeleton mechas and steam trains...

The reason why the Holy Light Divine Chosen handed over the first batch of SCVs to the dwarves was mainly to test and draw inferences from one example.

In the contract signed by both parties, the dwarf not only had to pay the fee, but also gave all subsequent improved drawings and prototypes to Holy China for free.

"With this... with these, our mountain kingdom will definitely be revived!"

While the dwarf miners watched and learned happily, the Dwarf High King, thousands of miles away, also made a major decision in his heart.