Deep underground in the southern mountain range.
The winding mine tunnels crisscrossed, dark and deep.
Only the flickering light of the oil lamps on both sides of the rock wall illuminated the entire underground world.
Occasionally, a low roar came from the depths of the mine, adding a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
The crisscrossing mine tunnels continued to extend until the end of the darkness, finally converging in a cavern that looked like a square.
This was an underground cavern the size of four or five football fields. It was a typical landform of the Underdark, and also the main composition of the underground world.
And in the deepest part of the cavern, a golden light was like the sun in the darkness, illuminating a corner of the cavern.
It was a statue of a goddess emitting a dense radiance.
The statue was vivid and lifelike, and it was devastatingly beautiful. The gentle light it emitted carried a kind of divine and strange power. When it shone on people's bodies, it made them feel warm and intimate. Their souls and bodies would receive an indescribable relaxation.
And around the statue stood 13 dwarves.
The dwarf pope Grayshirt and the legendary warrior Bronze Furnace were among them.
Other than them, the remaining 11 were all Gold-tier professions, including four white-robed church officiants and seven fully-armed high-grade warriors.
They were the strongest force that the Dwarf National Church could mobilize at present.
This time, the dwarves did not send out conventional forces, but only sent out high-end forces to protect the statue.
The dwarves guarded around the statue of the goddess, looking vigilant, while the pope Grayshirt and the leader Bronze Furnace stood at the front of the team, looking solemnly at the towering gate in front of them.
It was a stone gate more than 10 meters high, and it was quite old. There were vivid reliefs carved on it, and if one looked carefully, it seemed to be a dwarf god system that was once at its peak.
The stone gate had long been covered with cracks, and from time to time, black smoke could be seen seeping out from the cracks. But when the smoke touched the light emitted by the statue of the goddess, it was like touching heaven and earth, quickly shrinking back …
"This is the Gate of Hope. Open the gate, and we will enter the real core of the seal."
The dwarf pope Grayshirt said with a serious expression.
Hope in the elven language meant "seal", and the Gate of Hope actually meant a gate that maintained the seal.
For intelligent races like the Dwarves who had been influenced by the Elves, the Elvish language would often appear in the items they made because of their high magic affinity.
And this Hope Gate was built by the entire Dwarf Clan to seal this place.
Copper Lu nodded and glanced around. He then squatted down and picked up a handful of black soil wrapped in gravel from the cave floor. He sniffed it and frowned slightly, saying, "That's not the case.
"There should have been a large number of Evil Demons active here, but … their auras have mostly dissipated. They left at least a day ago."
"They should have entered the Gate of Hope and Blessings. That's the real sealed land. Speaking of which … this cave was originally a garrison for our kingdom to monitor the seal, but it was occupied by the demons after the seal was damaged."
The Dwarf Pope sighed.
Bronze Lu's expression turned solemn.
"If that's the case, doesn't that mean that Evil God Balot has already taken complete control of the Gate of Hope and the entire sealed land?"
"He should not have taken control of the sealed land yet."
Pope Grayshirt shook his head.
"If he really took control of the sealed land, I'm afraid he would have broken the seal long ago and would not have waited for us to come."
After that, he glanced at the Gate of Hope and Blessings with a calm gaze.
"If I'm not wrong, he should have recalled all the Evil Demons to the sealed land and prepared to have a decisive battle with us there …"
"Isn't it a little too smooth? Although the Elven Chosen One we summoned in the past few days is very powerful, I don't think it will force Balot to this extent … "
Bronze Lu frowned and said.
The Dwarf Pope glanced at the statue of the Goddess that was constantly flickering with a soft halo and replied.
"I'm afraid … he's also waiting for us to summon the Elven Chosen One."
"The sealed land has been eroded by him for too long. Even if it hasn't completely broken the seal, it has almost become his home ground, not to mention that it was originally his divine kingdom before his fall …"
"For an evil god, if he wants to quickly break the seal, in addition to constantly eroding the seal, he can also strengthen himself by devouring the souls and flesh of living creatures, accumulate strength, and then directly break the loose seal …"
"Balot … I'm afraid he's about to succeed."
Hearing the Pope's words, Bronze Lu clenched his hands slightly and frowned.
"You mean, he … wants to use us to devour the Elven Chosen One? To strengthen his own strength?! "
He said in disbelief.
"This is just my guess …"
The Pope sighed.
Then, he changed the topic.
"However, there is a relatively simple way to verify whether my guess is correct."
"What is it?"
Bronze Lu asked.
"Let's see if I can easily open the Gate of Hope."
Pope Grayshirt looked at the towering stone door.
Bronze Lu's heart skipped a beat as he understood what the Pope meant.
Every Pope had a way to open the Gate of Hope.
But now, the Gate of Hope had obviously been eroded by the power of the Abyss, and Balot could even transport Evil Demons through it. This meant that the other party had control of this stone door.
In this case, if the Pope could easily open the door, it meant that Balot had tacitly agreed to their entry.
Or rather, he was waiting for them to enter.
After the Dwarf Pope finished speaking, he came in front of the stone door.
He closed his eyes and chanted a mysterious incantation.
As he chanted, the stone door immediately bloomed with a deep light and slowly opened …
"It seems that my guess was correct."
Pope Grayshirt opened his eyes and said slowly.
Bronze Lu's expression was also slightly solemn.
Behind the door was pitch black. If one looked carefully, it was a black vortex.
Black Abyss power constantly spread out from the vortex, and after touching the light emitted by the statue, it quickly retreated …
And so, the cycle continued.
This vortex was a space passage.
The essence of the Sealed Land was actually the divine kingdom of the Evil God Balot before he fell. It was the Dwarf and God of Forging, Dolft, who turned it into a sealed space and sealed this fallen myth inside.
The entrance was the Gate of Hope.
"However, we've already come this far. Even if we know that the enemy is waiting for us to enter, we can only go forward."
The Pope sighed again and said.
After saying that, he gestured to the Church's Archbishop and ordered him to bring the Goddess statue between him and Bronze Lu.
Pope Grayshirt only relaxed when the radiance from the statue of the goddess had completely enveloped the two of them, and his spiritual energy had also sensed some sort of mysterious protection.
He looked at Bronze Lu and said with a serious expression:
"Bronze Lu, I'll confirm with you one last time. Will that one from the Elf Tribe really descend?"
Bronze Lu naturally knew who His Holiness the Pope was referring to. He subconsciously glanced at the beautiful and holy Goddess statue and said:
"Yes, if Balot appears, that one will use his strongest God's Chosen to cast God's Descent … This was what the higher-ups of the Life Church told me before we left."
"That's good …"
Pope Grayshirt sighed in relief.
Only a myth could deal with a myth.
At least, that was the case under normal circumstances.
The Dwarf Pope tidied up his loose robe, then said, "That's right.
"Then let's begin the sixth summoning of the Chosen One! After the first batch of Chosen One arrives, we'll enter the final Sealed Land! "
"Also, you must protect the statue well! Whether we can win or not depends on the Chosen One. "
Bronze Lu nodded:
"Definitely. As long as I'm alive, I'll definitely protect the statue well!"
After saying that, he looked a little hesitant.
"What's wrong?"
Pope Grayshirt saw his hesitation.
Bronze Lu hesitated and said:
"His Holiness the Pope, we're not sending a single warrior, only protecting the statue, and only letting the Elven Chosen One charge and fight for us, isn't that a bit too … After all, we're considered allies, right?"
Although Bronze Lu didn't say it out loud, the Pope understood what he meant.
This Legendary Warrior with a sense of justice must have felt a little guilty after seeing the elves who had come to support them die one by one. Even though they were about to fight a decisive battle, they had only sent out their elite forces to protect the statue without sending out any combat troops …
The Pope looked at Bronze Lu with a strange expression.
It wasn't until Copper Furnace felt uncomfortable under his stare that the dwarven religious leader shook his head and said:
"Don't feel pressured. This is also to reduce the casualties of our tribe. After all … the Chosen One isn't afraid of death, but we are."
We aren't afraid of death either, okay?!
Dwarves never admit defeat!
Hearing the Pope's words, Bronze Lu subconsciously wanted to refute.
However, the Pope's next words made him swallow his words.
"Not to mention, without our troops, it might actually be more beneficial for the Chosen One."
Bronze Lu: …
He recalled the previous battle, and it seemed to be true.
The space in the underground world was limited, and the Dwarves' killing efficiency against the Demons was far inferior to that of the Chosen One. When there were too many people, it would affect the performance of these Elven warriors.
Not to mention, there were often Elven Chosen One who risked their lives to protect the Dwarven warriors …
They didn't have to die, but they died protecting the Dwarven warriors.
Bronze Lu was quite moved by this.
"Don't worry and do it. Whether it's the Chosen One or the one in the Elven Forest, they'll all understand our approach."
The Pope said.
Bronze Lu sighed and finally chose to remain silent.
After this battle, I'll definitely ask Sir Salty Meow for the names of all the Chosen One who died in battle. I'll engrave their names on the monument and pray for them every year.
These warriors should be remembered.
He thought.
The Dwarf Pope quickly began to summon. With the previous experience, he was very skilled at summoning.
The three space rings filled with offerings slowly disappeared, and the beautiful and holy statue of the goddess bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
A translucent light wave spread out from the center of the statue. Under the expectant, respectful, and curious gazes of the Dwarves, countless golden arrays appeared in the cave, illuminating the dark underground world as if it was daytime.
Then, many tall and slender figures appeared above the magic array, and many elves, who were either wearing battle armor or magic robes, appeared in the cave.
The quiet underground world instantly became lively.
The elves who were teleported over were more excited than the other. They were so excited that they ran and jumped. Some of them even ran directly into the depths of the mine as soon as they appeared and disappeared in a puff of smoke. The dwarves who were participating in the battle for the first time were stunned.
However, the rest of the Dwarves were already used to it.
Including the Dwarf Pope Grayshirt and the Legendary Warrior Bronze Lu.
Under normal circumstances, under normal circumstances.
As long as these Chosen Ones were summoned in a non-combat state, they would definitely be in a mess. But once they entered combat state, they would be like different people and fight together.
Last time when the remaining demons were eliminated, there were still many Chosen Ones who got lost in the mine.
Of course, their range of activity seemed to be centered around the statue, so they would not get lost even if they ran. And once the battle started, they would return faster than the other even without the Dwarves calling them back.
However, the best way was to give them orders.
Bronze Lu dared to swear to the True Gods that he had never seen such obedient warriors in his 100 years of life. As long as the Dwarves gave orders, these Elven Chosen Ones would always obey without hesitation.
Even if they were sent to their deaths …
And this was what shocked Bronze Lu the most.
If there was something that really puzzled people, it was that there would always be Chosen Ones pestering them to ask if there were any hidden missions.
This was especially true before the war began.
For example, this time, after the Chosen Ones arrived, a large group of enthusiastic Elves surrounded Bronze Lu in the blink of an eye and chattered.
"Sir Bronze Lu, do you have any hidden missions?"
"Sir Bronze Lu, I look familiar! I look familiar! "
"Sir Bronze Lu, give us the order! Attack wherever I point! "
"Sir Bronze Lu …"
Bronze Lu: …
He glanced at the Chosen Ones and did not see any familiar figures. It seemed that the Chosen Ones this time were different from the previous ones.
As for their strength … it was still okay.
He just did not know how these Elven Chosen Ones knew him.
Could it be that the returning Sir Salty Meow and the others told them?
And while the Chosen Ones were excitedly surrounding the Dwarves, Pope Grayshirt's voice resounded in the cave.
"Warriors of the Elven race, thank you for accepting the summons!
"Today is the time for our final counterattack on the sealed land! Victory and defeat will be decided today!
"Do you see this stone door that has opened? Our mission today is to enter this black vortex, eliminate all the demons inside, and find the location of the Evil God Balot's seal! "
Pope Grayshirt's words were concise and comprehensive, directly stating the mission.
This was also the best way for the Dwarves to communicate with the Chosen Ones after several summons.
The Elven Chosen Ones were not interested in long speeches, nor were they interested in the information behind the mission.
The more you spoke, the more impatient they would be.
Even if your original intention was to boost morale or explain to them why you were doing this.
On the contrary, these summoned Elves liked to be directly given orders.
And the simpler and more crude, the better.
No one would refute, and no one would ask why they were doing this.
This kind of incomparably pure personality made Bronze Furnace rather worried if they would be betrayed while interacting with other intelligent races, and even help count the pounds …
It could only be said … as expected of the Elves.
Even if their alignment did seem to be a little off, this naive nature did not change.
Hearing the Dwarf Pope's order, the Elves' eyes instantly lit up.
"Is this the vortex?"
"Could it be a space channel?"
"I was wondering why I didn't see any demons, so we have to go through another map!"
"Brothers! Let's enter the map! "
They were chattering away.
Without waiting for Grayshirt and Bronze Lu to continue speaking, these Chosen Ones with faint halos all over their bodies excitedly rushed into the black vortex.
In the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be seen.
Bronze Lu: …
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