Chapter 1184

Dull steps reverberate in the forest, a dwarf is dragging his heavy body, constantly running towards the deep forest.

Heavy gasps came from the dwarf. His face wrinkled. He had exhausted all his strength for running, but his speed was not satisfactory. The inherent disadvantage of dwarf in speed was fully displayed in him now.

The constant breathing made his throat dry and unbearable. His lips had already been dry and cracked, and the water in his body was running away. He could not last long.

A special energy of death remained on the dwarf. With his running, there was no reduction. His clothes were full of broken traces. Before that, he was treated with treatment that he didn't want to recall. On the contrary, his actions disturbed a large number of creatures in the forest.

I don't know how long he has been running, but the outline of a town looms ahead. This discovery makes the dwarf happy. Regardless of his body's fatigue, he raises his whole body strength again and suddenly increases his running speed, hoping to reach the town ahead earlier.

However, the distance to the town ahead is far longer than the dwarf's imagination. He does not understand why he has seen the outline of the town for a long time, but it is such a long distance before he really runs and wants to reach the town he sees.

Due to lack of energy, the dwarf did not know how to rest several times during this journey, but he ran again. However, he did not dare to stop, as if he was chased by something frightening. He had very important information, which must be conveyed to other creatures.

Finally, the dwarf came to the town, but the sight in front of him disappointed him.

The gate of the city had already been wide open, and there was no garrison around, nor any living things. What remained here was only an empty city.

This discovery immediately made the dwarf scold. He knew that his original efforts were in vain. The creatures in the city had already evacuated ahead of time in order to take refuge. He didn't care that the necromancer was about to occupy their homeland.

At the same time, he felt resentful in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only clean up his mood and run to the deep forest again, hoping to find other creatures as soon as possible.

This time, the dwarf was not so lucky. He ran all the way until his strength was exhausted and he didn't find another town.

The feeling of dizziness began to appear in his mind. I don't know when his heavy steps fell on the ground, but it was light. His face was in a trance. The next moment, his body tilted and fell to the ground.

Between the fuzzy consciousness, he seems to see a green figure, appeared in front of him, and extended his hand to him.

The next moment, the dwarf's eyes darkened and fell into a deep faint, losing his sense of everything around him.

I don't know how long later, consciousness returned to the dwarf's body again.

Under his body, there was a soft touch. The dwarf saw that he was lying on a large piece of pure white cotton blanket. This warm and soft touch was far beyond the hardwood he lay on when he was sleeping.

Looking around, the dwarf noticed that he was in a tent, surrounded by thin cloth, herbs and other things. The surface of the tent showed a light gray color, which was not as bright as the cotton blanket below, but it gave people a sense of peace of mind.

"Are you awake?" Accompanied by a burst of soft tone, a green figure raised the curtain of the tent door and walked in.

In the eyes of dwarves, it is a pure female elf. Tall body, with the main color of emerald green clothing, plus thin ears, holding bowl shaped utensils.

Even if that happened in the previous village, it was still difficult for the dwarf to raise any negative thoughts about the elf in front of him.

"Who are you? Did you save me? And where is this? "

A series of questions came out of the dwarf's mouth. It seemed that in order to hide his uneasiness, he frowned and wanted to know everything that had happened before.

"I don't have the ability to bring you here."

With a smile, the spirit came forward and handed the utensils to the dwarf.

"Your body is still very weak. Magic can extend your life, but it can't take away your fatigue. Drink it. It will make you feel better

There was an ethereal voice in his ear. The dwarf hesitated, but he finally felt the good intention of the spirit. Instead of thinking, he drank the crystal liquid in the bowl.

As the crystal liquid entered his abdomen, all kinds of wonderful changes began to occur in him. The dwarf felt a shock in his spirit, his fatigue was swept away, and his whole body was full of strength.

After drinking all the liquid in the bowl, the dwarf smacked his mouth, still savoring the sweet feeling left between his lips and teeth. He didn't know what he was drinking.

Seeing the doubt in the dwarf's heart, the spirit explained: "what you just drank is a diluted drop of the spring of the spirit, which can help you quickly replenish your lack of physical strength."

The words of the elves made the dwarf understand how precious things he had drunk. Even if it was just a drop of elves' spring, it was not what the dwarf could bear.

The Elven spring, a precious thing of this level, is used as a consumable to replenish physical strength. Before that, dwarves have never heard of it. Who can have such an honor.

"Thank you..."

Difficult words, from the short population, accompanied by involuntary pause.

Looking at the elf in front of him, the feelings in the dwarf's heart are very complicated. On the one hand, he thanks her for her help. On the other hand, he doesn't want to forgive those elves because of what happened before.

After all, hatred prevailed in his heart and diluted the gratitude in the dwarf's heart. He didn't give any good looks to the elves who were concerned about him. Instead, he asked in a deep voice:

"You haven't answered my previous questions. Where is this? And who are you? "

"Take it easy. No matter what happened to you before, at least now you are absolutely safe. You don't have to worry about being harassed by the necromancer. No one dares to make trouble here."

The Spirit said softly in a soothing tone, and took over the vessel of the elf spring in the dwarf's hand.

"This is a quiet city. It's only a short distance from the Holy Land in the forest and the spirit king city. Pilgrims gather in the city, accompanied by the migrating creatures. It's been a long time since it was so busy here. What a wonderful sight. Don't you think so? "