Mage? Spell Engineer!

Rorschach swung the crowbar and hit, and a large piece of the black mass of the Mother Goddess evaporated instantly. She looked extremely angry, and her roar that penetrated the entire polar region accompanied her counterattack against Rorschach.

The countless arms that Durga extended formed a dark wheel, and the obscure lines on the surface seemed to be patterns, and also like words, gathering countless weapons to resist Rorschach's attack.

It raised one of them, and in its palm was a pool of mud, from which a skull crawled out. The mud turned out to be corrupted flesh and blood, which wrapped around the head and stretched out a long, soft and flexible mouthparts to climb onto Rorschach's huge body at this time.

"Why are the zombies so active suddenly?" The white dragon protected Singrev in front of him and stepped back. In front of them were countless resurrected undead, crawling towards the two with hatred for the living and greed for flesh and blood. The collapsed underground ruins had become a demon cave.

Singrev's small eyes quickly scanned the surrounding scene. He first kicked away a zombie with one foot. It rolled into the zombie group and then was pushed back passively. The monster transformed from a dwarf is more difficult to deal with than the elves and humans in life. The racial advantage of strong strength was successfully inherited after the zombie, and the action was more sensitive and aggressive.

"Take my hammer!" Singrev turned on the power hammer for the first time in a long time, but his target was not the zombie group. You know, even if he brought a carriage of gunpowder to fill the hammer, it would not be enough for him to smash all the corpses in the magic cave into pieces. Metal hit metal, and the hammer collided violently with the steel beams that supported the mine tunnel, and sparks from the collision between black medicine and metal flew everywhere.

Suddenly, the ruins "collapsed and cracked". When the stones above his head were about to swallow Singrev and other zombie dwarves equally, he was grabbed by a slender but powerful hand. The white dragon clamped the dwarf in his armpit and ran wildly.

"Fuck you, can you change your position?"

The white dragon did not respond. Behind him was the underground ruins that kept collapsing for the second time. On both sides, he could hear the roars of zombies. He didn't know when they got the strength. They were as excited and active as if they had drunk wine soaked in cow gall grass before they died.

The incarnation disguised as an elf ran at a land speed no less than that of a dragon, and rushed to the hole left by the original large elevator.

Then the white dragon changed the way he held him, and it was a princess hug! It was not in response to Singrev's request, but they had reached the edge of the cliff. Although the magma underground had cooled, there was an almost bottomless abyss below. Only the broken steel wreckage of the elevator showed sharp parts with its claws and teeth. As long as someone dared to jump, they would dare to catch the person who jumped and skewer him.

Therefore, the white dragon held Singrev in front of him, jumped up, and the elegant and noble dragon body broke through the thin elf's body, showing its silver wings and flying into the sky.

There were also airships hovering at the entrance of the ruins of the main city of the Dwarf Confederation, and they urgently maneuvered to avoid the rampaging white dragon. Other search and rescue teams were also retreating, and human wizards and dwarf troops were fighting the groups of zombies climbing up at the edge of the ruins.

Rorschach swung the crowbar and knocked the dirty, tentacle-like mouthparts aside. Thoth aimed at the twisted head in the hands of the mother of the difficult approach and shot a sharp silver-white light blade. Looking closely, the light blade was composed of many swirling star rays. The space was cut open wherever it passed, and then healed very quickly, leaving a fluctuating trajectory.

Not only did the mother of the difficult approach not avoid it, but she also took the initiative to raise the head to meet it. The head swung its muscular, long and twisted mouthparts, and suddenly opened its eyes. The speed of the star rays suddenly slowed down, and the light blade began to evaporate. There was also a pair of wing membranes on both sides of the monster head, which combined with the mouthparts was somewhat similar to the elephant head in Rorschach's original world.

"Now!" Rorschach received Thoth's signal. He held the concrete "holy sword" and hoeed hard. The short L-shaped end of the stick hit the top of the evil head from top to bottom, and a pair of wedge-shaped tips smashed the skull.

Durga made a sharp cry, and the blurred faces shed dirty blood and tears. The head was broken and returned to flesh and blood. The face in the middle opened a bloody mouth, and a thick and long tongue stuck out from it.

The poison condensed from Durga's throat, and the dark green venom flowed upstream, and it was about to erupt.

Thoth was shocked: "Danger!" As he said, he pulled up a bright blue wall of fire and condensed between Rorschach and Durga. The venom spewed by the enemy failed to penetrate the flames, but it was not burned either. Instead, it evaporated and rushed straight into the sky, turning into billowing poisonous mist.

Singrev was very unhappy to be caught by the white dragon and flew. His temper came up, and he tried to turn over and climb onto the dragon's ankle.

The white dragon looked at it disdainfully, then looked at the distance between the dragon, the dwarves and the ground, and finally sensed the great wizards. Finally, it helplessly threw Singrev, then leaned over to catch him in the air, so that he sat on the dragon's back.

Although the dragon's scales were hard and its back was wide, the gold-level adventurer Singrev quickly mastered the skills of riding a dragon, especially with the cooperation of the white dragon itself.

They circled, dived towards the corpses that had already crawled to the ground, spit out clouds and mist with lightning, and finally landed steadily in front of the dwarves' spaceship.

The dwarves who were still holding guns were stunned. Most of them had never seen such a huge, elegant and beautiful creature. The white dragon admired the surprised, admiring and fearful eyes of these people for a moment, and then flicked its tail and snorted, indicating Singrev to get off the dragon's back quickly.

Singer then rolled and fell from the white dragon’s back into the snow, but his miserable appearance was ignored by all his compatriots who witnessed the incident. They only accepted one fact: a legendary dragon rider had appeared among the dwarves!!!

"My name is Singrev, a gold-level adventurer. This is my friend."

"Singrev! Singrev!"

The cheers of these little people were deafening, and the golden dwarf dragon riders were about to throw him into the sky. The proud white dragon was humiliated. He was about to give these ignorant little guys a dragon breath, but he met the sight of the great wizard who was attracted by the cheers and immediately became honest.

"Wait! Listen to me!" Singrev was very anxious. This was not his intention: "Zombies! Those monsters"

Huh? He realized that the zombies had disappeared! When he was thrown into the sky, he saw the remaining zombies on the ground falling down one by one; when he fell, when the other dwarves lifted him up, he saw thick clouds moving from the north, covering the aurora and stars, and the moonlight showed a creepy dark green when it penetrated.

"Everyone, find shelter! Don't expose yourself to the open air!" The magic loudspeaker broadcasted, and the mages and dwarfs' starships immediately raised their shields. The bean-sized poison poured down on the ground like rain. If the unlucky people who didn't dodge in time were hit by a drop, their flesh and blood would be quickly corroded and penetrated, and melted into the snow with the zombies.

The first time, only the areas north of the northern border of the empire appeared to be revived by zombies. This time, the poisonous rain drifted to Istani with the clouds.