Chapter 592

"Boy, it's useless for you to ask me, my other memory is limited in what I know. Even compared to the memory of the dwarves for thousands of years, that memory seems to be just a dream of Nanke. If not, there are the other eighteen In the same situation as me, I really doubt it was just a dream."

The dwarf God of War turned around and looked at Lan Feng calmly.

"You...really just for screening?" Lan Feng asked indifferently.

If it's for screening, you shouldn't do such a complicated thing, it always feels so wrong.

"There seems to be one more thing, but my memory is vague, and I don't know the specific content. Perhaps among the nineteen of us, only Fang Chen can know. He has the highest authority among the game NPCs, and he knows the game's secrets the most, even …”

"He may be a real person who entered and imported the memory in the game, so he may know the most complete plan, of course, this is just my guess." The dwarf God of War said.

"Real people..." Lan Feng murmured, as if recalling everything he had in contact with Old Man Fang.

He had been in contact with the old man Fang many times, and he clearly felt that the old man Fang gave him the feeling that he really existed like a real person. Unlike the current dwarf God of War, although he has another memory, compared to the memory of the game for thousands of years, it is just a dream of Nanke.

Therefore, even though the dwarf God of War talked so much with Lan Feng at this moment, he could clearly feel that he was talking about everything in the dream.

And Old Man Fang gave Lan Feng the feeling that he was here to play games too!

It's just that he, who has thousands of years of memory in the game, is completely integrated into the game and plays, and is the most powerful "player", which is almost the same feeling.

"Has the technology on your side reached the point of memory transmission and memory storage expansion? And what do you know, is there really only so much?" Lan Feng looked cold.

"The matter of memory belongs to the category of taboos, and there is no possibility of telling it. As for the knowledge, it is more than that, but there is really only so much that can be told to you, or this aspect." The dwarf The God of War shook his head.

"I know you must have doubts, because you should feel that what you have - that special."

Lan Feng's heart trembled slightly.

Yes, he has felt it,

It seems that it is not just the game that starts to get weird, but himself. It seems that he was selected from the very beginning.

Do not!

It should be said... It was generally selected by Jingjing!

But Jingjian is a complete earthman, born from the earth, growing on the earth, changing everything on the earth...

at this time.

In Lan Feng's mind, he suddenly came to the same conclusion as the dwarf God of War, that is:

The most special thing is to watch it quietly!

"But the most special thing should be the inheritance of the prophets."

The dwarf God of War said slowly.

Sure enough!

"We don't know about her specific content, maybe Fang Chen is the only one who knows... That's right! It seems that Wen Ling also knows something. After all, he has a good relationship with Fang Chen, so that's about it..." The dwarf God of War also said in memory.

It gives the impression that his memory is very vague, or... it has been swallowed up by a lot of memory in the game, and it begins to be mistaken for a dream-like feeling.

"Okay, that's it, I've said everything that needs to be said. Let's go back to our original question and tell me why you want military power, although it seems that you are not in the mood to answer now," said the dwarf God of War.

"I'm fine." Lan Feng said indifferently, "I'll tell you the reason..."

...

...

ten minutes later……

The cold wind on the top of the mountain was howling, Lan Feng's hair and windbreaker danced with the wind, and the windbreaker was blown even more. He stared into the distance indifferently, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

The dwarven god of war told him to wait here, on this narrow mountaintop with hardly any flat ground, which was their battlefield.

The sea of ​​​​clouds formed by the thick cloud layer is not as magnificent as in reality, but looks gray. Above the clouds, it should have been a bright sun, but at the moment above the sky, it is indeed as gloomy as a rainy day.

No, to be precise, it's going to snow.

The Nine Heavens Profound Ice in Lan Feng's body allowed him to deeply feel the ice and snow above the sky.

This is the game, and all the elements in the game are not made up of reality. Everything here is composed of magical elements, so the snow in this world does not come from clouds, but from ice elements.

Snow is falling, soon.

The dwarves located in the north will usher in the first snow in the early winter of this year.

There will be a lot of snow, and maybe when he comes down, the dwarf king will be covered in silver. He believes that his next battle will not be solved in a short time.

To win, you must do your best, and the opponent will definitely do their best!

This time, it won't be the same gambling fight with Thunderstorm, because Thunderstorm doesn't really care too much about the life and death of Europe and the United States, anyway, they are only a thousand people. Even if the European and American regions are defeated, they can all pass the screening with their abilities.

Each of their members is an absolute master in the game.

And this time, one has some personal grudges with him, and the other wants to compete with him for military power. Because the dwarf God of War made it clear that the military power he obtained was taken from the opponent's original hands.

So no matter what, the two of them will do their best.

"call--"

The cold wind is getting colder and colder, and the icy and biting cold wind blows the skin and hurts, as if it can freeze everything.

coming!

Lan Feng's eyes were deflected, and he looked at the great hall below, and the two figures quickly approached upwards.

"I'm waiting for the result here, but in the end, I hope it's the two of you who survived. If it's him who survives, after you two are resurrected, go to the forbidden area for me to retreat!" The words of the dwarf God of War came from the air.

The two figures came to the front of Lan Feng at this moment, on the lower rocks on both sides. Both of them were short, only one meter six, even the one in the dark robe was almost one meter seven.

The shorter one is the inheritor of the dwarf God of War, and after the disappearance of Lan Feng in reality, the strongest lone killer - Canjue.

In terms of strength, he should be slightly inferior to Cha Yu, but now he, who has the strongest inheritance of the dwarves, is not sure what he is like compared to Cha Yu.

Not all killers will be inaugurated thieves, Canjue is one of the representatives. However, only a few people know about it, because he lives in seclusion in the dwarf realm, and he has always been well hidden.

If he hadn't sent a challenge letter to Lan Feng at the request of the dwarf God of War, Lan Feng would still not have known about the existence of Canjue. As for why the remnant was determined through the battle post, it was all based on the intelligence network that was placed in the dwarf race in advance, and locked according to the NPC who sent the battle post.

The way to use it is to use a small machine similar to the goblin tracking function, and finally send the battle post to the NPC to lock it.

In fact, if it were in reality, Canjue would never have been so careless, but there was no danger in this game, he just wanted some quiet life, so his vigilance was greatly reduced.

But Canjue has always known Lan Feng's identity, because of his dwarf colleague - the warden!

The true leader of the Crying Hell Organization, a strong man who has been living in seclusion in the dwarf realm!

It is estimated that no one would have thought that the warden would abandon the organization based on the human race in China and live alone in the dwarf realm. And also obtained a legal occupation that is completely opposite to the thief - the dwarf witch god.

And it is understood that the wizard class of dwarves actually has a large part of its strength, which comes from the production of medicine. The use of witchcraft is not too many large-scale attacking skills, and most of them are crowd control and increase or decrease benefit effects.

But what kind of abilities the dwarf witch god profession will have is unknown.

"To be honest, you are still hiding really deep." Lan Feng said indifferently.

"Hehe, are you making fun of us? Compared with you, our hiding is simply not on the table." The warden said with a light smile.

The age of the warden is unknown, but it now appears to be in his 30s or 40s. This is also the first time Lan Feng has seen the true face of the warden. He has never appeared in the eyes of the world with his true face before.

There is no special standard face shape, with a certain peculiar witchcraft hat, and no hairstyle. The most attractive thing is the warden's eyes. At first glance, it seems to give people a feeling of indifference and peace, and even gives people an inexplicable sense of softness and trust.

But in front of someone like Lan Feng, there was a terrifying cold killing intent hidden in those eyes.

Warden, you have never been kind!

"Are you really 'Yu'?" Canjue frowned.

He still couldn't believe that the young man in front of him, who was only nearly 20 years old, was the "feather" that made the whole world tremble! He couldn't believe the news from the warden.

Perhaps people like them, who are lone killers, don't easily believe in anything, especially this kind of thing that is simply unbelievable. Based on what the warden said orally, Canjue was only suspicious at best, so he didn't rush to find Lan Feng.

Just at the request of the master, I gave Lan Feng a battle post. If you come, you will confirm it in person. If you don't come, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he didn't want to reveal his existence, for an uncertain news.

"Is it incredible?" Lan Feng asked rhetorically, admitting it indirectly.

Canjue's pupils shrank slightly, which was an expression of surprise.

The narrow eyes and eyebrows, and the slightly narrow bridge of the nose look a little long. If it wasn't for the shape of his mouth that played a role in coordinating his facial features, he would definitely look ugly. Coupled with his handsome face, it's not bad in general.

But now his height has become his flaw again, and he is really short at 1.6 meters. It is not ruled out that there are also very handsome and handsome people who are short, but with the height of Canjue, it is really not very good.

I don't know what Canjue thought, why he chose the dwarves as a seclusion place.