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Chapter 283 Forbidden Dwarven Magic! Want to die together? Did you get my permission? (Please subscribe)

The Zhuhe Command Post in the modern world!

Although Li Weiguo remained seated in the command post, his fingers were spinning the Hero fountain pen faster and faster.

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Even if the defensive capabilities of the dwarves' underground tunnels were overestimated, the actual defenses they provided still surprised everyone when they faced them.

As a fortress that has been in operation for countless years, the information about the fortress provided by the mysterious person (Lin Li) previously only included the main channels, and the other detailed channels were not comprehensive.

This also meant that while clearing the outer spikes and attacking the dwarves' important passages, humans also faced some unexpected attacks.

The previous tragedy of the close-quarters attack on the heavily armed canned goods was just the biggest loss. During the 12 hours of intense firefight, more than 20 scattered soldiers suffered injuries of varying degrees, or even died in action.

With the complete capture of Armory Three, and with more intelligence provided by the elderly dwarf, the human attacks became increasingly rapid.

"Report! Breaking news from the front lines: magical fluctuations in and around Pangula Fortress have suddenly surged! Many are feeling a sense of unease!"

Li Weiguo immediately stood up: "Can you confirm where the danger is?"

Each powerful magical fluctuation was accompanied by a strange and inexplicable magical attack.

Just like the magma dragon released by the elves before, the powerful Nightmare of Return to Nothingness.

If the dwarves unleash some forbidden magic at Pangula Fortress, the chances of the raiding party becoming extremely slim.

"Report, the frontline troops are exploring! But the soldiers need time."

Nine minutes ago!

On the other side of the Pompeii Fortress, where Rice was hiding, an awkward exchange was taking place, which had been pursued for a long time but stalled due to failure!

How did you find me?

Lin Li, using spacetime primal energy to disguise himself, leaned against the corner of the wall, holding a captured runic shield, looking at Rais, who was also hiding in the distance, and the heavily armed canned guards who did not raise their guns.

"A mysterious figure attacked the fortress with lightning speed, destroying so many of our key points. They possess combat capabilities even stronger than the most elite royal guards, and have mysteriously disappeared repeatedly after the battles. We have been searching for a way to counter them!"

Rice's voice came from behind a huge tower shield, sounding somewhat muffled.

He thwarted the attack attempt of ten dwarven guards who were reloading cans.

"Sir, out of consideration for our shared race, I will spare your life. However, I have a few questions for you: Why are you obstructing my race's path to the right one?"

"The right path? Hah—" Lin Li scoffed, beginning to lay landmines to buy time. He sensed that his opponent was also stalling for time. "Me? Just an old man who can't stand your corruption!"

"It really isn't the great Gaizul!" Rais breathed a sigh of relief. "Impersonator, who are you? Which clan are you from? Why are you becoming a stumbling block on my race's path to great revival?"

Lin Li glanced at the corner beside him, confirming that these places should be able to surprise the dwarves: "You've come to the wrong place! Like I said, how did you find me?"

"To find you, we recorded your biometric information on a magical identity tag, but it didn't record your information. The moment you approached, our magical warning tag went off." Rhys pursed his lips, his voice carrying a cat-and-mouse smugness. "Considering you're one of our dwarven kin, join us on the glorious path of great revival! We can let you witness this greatness together!"

"Huh, my magic instrument tells me my magic power is rising rapidly—15 percent! Looks like your stalling tactic worked! It seems your No. 1 armory is nearby, isn't it?"

"Kill him!" Rice's eyes narrowed, and he immediately retreated after shouting.

As the heavily armed guards beside him pulled the trigger, they raised their shields to completely protect Rice!

Bang bang bang!

Almost at the same time, his heavily armed guards pulled the trigger!

The heavy tower shield protected Rice tightly, leaving no gaps.

The other eight dwarves spread out to the sides, unleashing a barrage of fireballs as they charged forward.

The metal storm attempted to tear the target more than 100 meters away to pieces.

However, the bloody scene they had envisioned did not materialize.

Gunfire instantly enveloped the vast passageway ahead, sealing off any possible hiding place for the mysterious figure.

However, what greeted these projectiles was a blue light and a thick cloud of smoke that suddenly exploded out of thin air.

The Dwarven Heavy Armor has full protection and excellent three-proof capabilities. The transparent crystal on the helmet can also identify some life forms. The Dwarves' excellent eyesight allows them to explore their surroundings in the thick fog, but they cannot find anyone.

There was no one in the smoke.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, several anti-tank mines that Lin Li had previously placed in inconspicuous corners on the walls, the ground, and the ceiling began to glow red.

Then they realized that the flashing red light was from some black iron discs.

"Oh no! It's a magic bomb!"

The head guard's pupils constricted, and he let out a terrified roar.

late.

Rumble—!

The violent explosion unleashed a terrifying heat wave and shockwave, causing the entire passageway to buzz.

The dwarves at the forefront of the charge suddenly erupted with a blinding red light, a sign that their shield energy had been activated to its limit.

Even so, they were thrown away by this tremendous force, crashing against the wall like several carelessly discarded toys, their protective shields glowing intermittently, clearly on the verge of shattering.

Before the aftershocks of the explosion had subsided, amidst the billowing smoke and scorching heat, the surviving dwarf cans swayed as they stood up.

The energy indicator lights on their shields flashed wildly, dropping from a blinding red to a dangerous orange-yellow, clearly indicating that they had reached their limit.

"Reorganize! Stay alert and on the defensive! Damn it, where's the target? Target—"

The guards' roaring commands came to an abrupt halt.

Because he saw that the man disguised as the ancestor of Gaizur, they wanted to fire, but the three-eyed muskets had run out of bullets during the charge to suppress the enemy.

The enemy was on the other side of the thick fog, but they were unable to launch an attack.

"Chase after them!" the guard captain shouted, but suddenly his vision blurred.

Suddenly, a hideous, enormous metal object, radiating a chilling killing intent, appeared before him.

Its fangs were revealed—it must be a modified land-based close-in weapon system, right?

As these elite dwarven heavy infantry charged, they instinctively raised their runic shields and activated the magical energy within them.

Unfortunately, their bravery was useless!

These were originally designed for warships, equipped with eleven cannons and boasting a terrifying maximum firing rate of 12000 rounds per minute.

The massive missile, capable of withstanding Mach 4 flight, was modified into a land-based behemoth, retaining its power while gaining more agile attack capabilities.

The next instant, a death storm erupted!

"Tap tap tap tap tap—!"

An indescribable, terrifying roar instantly engulfed the entire passage. It wasn't the sound of gunfire, but the shrill scream of steel being torn apart continuously!

The cannon barrel spun wildly at a speed beyond the limits of vision, unleashing a torrent of scorching heat composed of multiple 30mm armor-piercing incendiary shells, like the scythe of death wielding itself.

There was simply no time to react.

The energy shields that the dwarven cans were so proud of could only withstand a few milliseconds of this pure physical violence, probably withstanding a few bullets, before collapsing.

Then, disastrous consequences occurred!

Their thick runic armor, strong enough to withstand the shockwave of an anti-tank mine explosion, was enveloped by a terrifying storm of metal!

The sturdy tungsten alloy armor-piercing projectile first destroyed the last layer of energy shield of the runic armor, and then slammed into the alloy steel armor.

The first two shells blasted craters into the steel armor, disrupting the energy recovery of the reinforced rune armor.

Once the energy recovery was completely destroyed, the warhead, like a red-hot iron being poured into butter, easily penetrated the armor and then exploded inside the fragile flesh and blood.

One, two, three —

The heavily armored canned goods were like watermelons struck by a giant hammer; before they could even utter a scream, they were torn into flying parts and blood and flesh amidst a dense hail of bullets.

The metal storm raged for a full thirty seconds.

When the tooth-grinding roar ceased, the entire passageway had become a living hell.

The walls were covered with twisted metal fragments and blurry blood-red marks, and the floor was covered with a sticky carpet made of broken bones, entrails and runic armor.

All eight heavily armed guards perished.

Lin Li retracted the anti-aircraft gun into his personal space, leaving his hands empty once again.

He glanced around at the bloody masterpiece, then raised an eyebrow slightly.

Three people are missing.

Rice and his heavily armored shield-wielding bodyguard who had always followed him.

"Wow, you run pretty fast."

"We've spent so much time looking for you, we can't give up halfway!" Lin Li found a spot and rushed over quickly.

We must capture Rice.

Lin Li spent a great deal of time trying to find this No. 1 armory and its commander.

The No. 1 Armory contains powerful weapons, but only a few high-ranking members of the dwarven fortress know about this place.

He intended to behead the enemy, but Rice was a cunning fellow with many burrows and never went to his usual haunts.

Unable to find the other party, Lin Li had no choice but to create chaos here while wandering around, hoping to find Armory Number One by chance.

However, the dwarves had managed the Pangolier Fortress for countless years, and at its peak, tens of thousands of dwarves lived in the caves. The densely packed tunnels were too spacious, making it impossible to explore everything in just a few hours.

Following past practice, Lin Li had no choice but to use the process of elimination to find Rice!

He believes the location of Armory No. 1 is estimated to be very high.

Because Lin Li had previously discovered that other dwarven military bases, as well as Pangolier Fortress, had extremely large underground tunnel networks wherever there were armories and arsenals.

This was built to facilitate the subsequent transport of weapons and ammunition.

For example, near the gate of Armory No. 3, the height is several tens of meters.

Arsenal No. 2, equipped with divine machinery, was built in the main passageway area.

After searching for a long time without success, Lin Li even considered spending some spacetime essence to get Laplace's demon to provide him with clues.

Who knew that the road would appear when the car reached the foot of the mountain.

While wandering around, they unexpectedly ran into Rice, who was on a transfer.

Furthermore, it was discovered that the other party was carrying rune keys and chanting incantations in many places, clearly intending to open secret doors.

Lin Li never expected that the No. 1 armory was located in a passageway less than 4 meters high.

Fortunately, it wasn't the dwarves' more extreme troop transport and communication routes that were only a meter or so high, otherwise Linli wouldn't have been able to use many of his methods.

Lin Li quickly explored, and soon the light landed on an open wall at the end of a corner of the passage.

The traces there were once indistinguishable from the surroundings, but now a hidden door has been opened in an emergency.

[Is this the most important armory in the Pangula Fortress?]

[How could it be so inconspicuous?]

Just as he was about to lift his foot to chase after him, a deadly chill suddenly shot up his spine to the top of his head.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Li lunged to the side like a raccoon!

"call out--!"

Almost the instant he left his spot, several thick streaks of fire flew past his back, the sharp whistling sound piercing his eardrums.

The violent airflow caused him to vaguely feel a phantom pain.

Boom!

The wall behind me was riddled with rubble from the shells, but as long as I hid behind the door, I wouldn't be hit by these things.

"Cannons with a caliber of over 100mm? Hidden behind the door as a welcoming party?"

Lin Li got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and instead of showing anger, he looked like he wanted to laugh.

"Trying to play dirty tricks on me, huh? Fine, let's return the favor."

He pulled out several disc-shaped anti-tank mines from his storage space, pulled the pins, and without even looking, threw them into the passage behind the hidden door.

One, two, three —

Soon, a series of even more violent explosions came from deep within the passage, clearly indicating that these bombs had detonated the defense mechanisms here.

After testing the waters and confirming that there were no other treacherous individuals, Lin Li finally stopped, satisfied.

He cautiously approached the doorway, confirming that the defensive turrets inside had been blasted into scrap metal, and used powerful firepower to probe the way while rushing inside.

The No. 1 Armory of the Dwarf Fortress is quite large, with multiple passages, and it's easy for someone unfamiliar with the area to get lost.

Moreover, there are many deep underground defense measures.

However, Rice and his men left rather suddenly. Although the No. 1 Armory Fortress was sealed, there were traces of dust and footprints. Lin Lilan Song locked onto the enemy!

After surviving the direct bombardment at the entrance, they encountered further attacks from behind, including flames, trap doors, freezing, and deadly poison.

However, all of this is of little use to Lin Li, who has the ability to leave quickly.

This place is nice, but it doesn't have the powerful spacetime sealing ability of the place where Zhi San is located. Lin Li can use his thoughts to retreat directly when he suffers an unavoidable attack.

Once the magic detectors arrived and found no signs of life, all mechanisms automatically returned to their positions.

Lin Li only needs to come out at this time, and then take out powerful air tank bombs, or even 500-kilogram aerial bombs, and destroy the mechanisms here little by little.

It took Lin Li several minutes to clear away the traps blocking his way. After passing through the twisted, deathly corridor that had been violently demolished, the view suddenly opened up before his eyes.

This must be the core area of ​​the No. 1 Armory in the Dwarf Fortress, right?

The interior space is not large, extending deep underground. The walls are covered with all kinds of firearms, cannons, and rune armor, similar to those of Hezhisan, all of which are protected by various magical energies.

In the corner, there were many special potion boxes that had been stored for an unknown period of time but were sealed by magic.

Rice and his two heavily armored canned guards were not here.

Where are they?

Lin Li's gaze was drawn to the furthest point of the military-industrial complex, where a massive platform caught his eye.

That place was flashing with five-colored light, and the complex runes on it were now flowing like water, with a mixture of red, purple, green, blue and gold light surging like a mist.

This appears to be a special energy device that is under-activated!

Instinctively sensing something was wrong, Lin Li first pulled out a 2000-ton yield man-portable nuclear warhead. But then, feeling uneasy, he hesitated before engaging the subnuclear warhead, asking, "Laplace's Demon, what is this thing?"

Meow~

"Damn, 2 points is fine, just 2 points of source essence!"

Soon, a large amount of information about the membrane was learned by Lin Li.

"The special cleaning system of Pomgrelle Fortress?"

Lin Li frowned.

He was not surprised by the membrane breath that Laplace's demon spoke of, because it all made perfect sense.

The No. 1 Armory not only contains dwarven relics, but also the final agreement for Panguler Fortress.

The so-called final agreement is nothing but extermination and clearing out!

For a long time afterward, when the various tribes built the Pangule Fortress, they worried that the seal on the Pangule Fortress would be broken.

To ensure the safety of the Pomgrelle Fortress seal, the fortress's original builders implemented multiple protective measures in addition to the spacetime rift region.

Besides this, there are some that consume a lot of energy but will damage the fortress's internal defensive measures.

The final agreement was reached within the No. 1 Armory in Liaodong.

It was under the command of the highest-ranking commander of the dwarven fortress.

When the commander confirms that the fortress is in the most danger, the final agreement will be activated, and all enemies inside the tunnel and within a radius of several kilometers will be wiped out.

It was a complete and utter extermination.

However, its drawbacks are also quite obvious: this attack method does not distinguish between friend and foe.

If this choice is made, it means that most of the dwarven defenders will perish along with them.

Only a few parts of Pangula Fortress are safe!

Laplace said the final protocol would be activated very quickly. He estimated that Rice would be able to activate it in a few minutes.

Lin Li couldn't stop the pioneering team; the dwarves, deep in the enemy fortress, had no time to evacuate.

The thought of the lives of thousands of pioneering team members in his hands prompted Lin Li to ask directly, "Why stop this deadly thing?"

Meow~

Upon hearing the cat demand 10 units of spacetime essence, Lin Li, his face grim, fired a shot without batting an eye.

Laplace's demon is a product of the conceptualization of the laws governing matter in the universe and is not afraid of such purely physical attacks.

After being attacked, Laplace's demon, which had been in a state of disarray, was reduced to ashes in its cat form, but it quickly reformed.

After turning his opponent to ashes, Lin Li's anger subsided considerably.

"Meow?"

Do you want a message?

Lin Li gritted his teeth and had no choice but to pay for the spacetime source matter.

Rice's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the energy device that was about to activate the final agreement.

His guards, having removed their heavy armor, were using their nimble hands to quickly drop pieces of magic stones, sealed away for countless years, into the device's slots.

These items were originally intended to be taken away by the king, but the clan chief left them here as a means for the Mithril clan to defend against external enemies, and also as a way to preserve some of the clan's resources.

I never expected that the clan leader would say he wanted to use these things!

At this moment, every magic stone here was once a precious reserve of the Mithril Clan, but now it is being consumed like worthless coal.

Everything was for the sake of the final, destructive agreement.

"Damn intruders! Those damned bastards, how do they know teleportation magic? Isn't that a power only gods can possess?"

Rice cursed through gritted teeth, the sound of his teeth grinding together.

He had thought that the impregnable Pangulle Fortress would be enough to keep any enemy out and become another immortal monument in the history of the dwarves.

But reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

In less than twelve hours, the outer defense lines of key locations had fallen.

Armory, strategic materials, troop transport routes, repair factories—the fruits of countless dwarven ancestors' hard work—were destroyed and occupied by invaders from who-knows-where.

Pangula Fortress, a fortress that has been passed down for countless years and has witnessed the glory and honor of the Mithril Clan, is collapsing at a visible speed.

It's estimated that within six hours, more of their defenses will be lost!

Renjin did not fall completely; it was all thanks to the sheer number of people and the lack of troops, coupled with the dwarves setting up a large number of traps and self-destruct devices, that the enemy's attack was halted.

However, all such obstruction comes at the cost of dwarves losing their underground mobility.

All of this was caused by those humans who suddenly appeared through the portal.

"Damn it! You've blocked my race from becoming great again! Once the king summons our ancestors, your deaths will be nigh! At that time, my race and reinforcements will arrive from the stars, and my race will regain control of the Sacred Star. Then, we'll use it as a springboard to conquer other universes!"

Rice clenched his fist so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palm, oblivious to the trickle of blood seeping out.

He longed to personally rush onto the battlefield and smash the heads of those invaders with his warhammer.

But reason told him he couldn't; he had a more important mission.

"It's a pity I can't personally slaughter those scum to vent my anger!"

Ringing—

A clear, ancient bell rang out abruptly, interrupting Rice's thoughts.

It was an ancient magical communication telephone powered by magic stones, a creation of the glorious Silver Age of the dwarves.

Even after thousands of years, it can still work stably.

Before taking a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions, Rice connected to the communication.

"Rice! What's going on?"

An aged yet steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Elder Malzahar!" Rice's voice was tinged with undisguised exhaustion and hoarseness. "The situation is dire. Seventy percent of our defenses have fallen, and we have less than six hundred men remaining. I'm afraid they won't last even a day!"

A brief silence fell on the other end of the phone, so oppressive that Rice could almost hear her own heartbeat.

A moment later, Malzahar's voice rang out again, with a resolute tone: "Then let's proceed with the final agreement! I'll make arrangements for your future."

"Elder, where are the reinforcements? How long will it take for them to arrive?" Rice wanted to ask when his last lifeline would come.

He was very worried that his safe room wouldn't be able to withstand the arrival of reinforcements.

"Reinforcements will arrive in Bing seven holy days later."

"Seven days?!" Rice's voice instantly rose, almost turning into a roar. "Can't it be any faster? If we break the final agreement, we'll just be stuck in this safe room waiting to die! That mysterious dwarf's abilities are too bizarre; we might not be able to withstand it!"

"Our strategic air support unit—Qijing—has been completely wiped out." Malzahar's voice was filled with deep helplessness. "The Wrathful Cape military base and Tranquil Harbor on the coastline have both suffered devastating air strikes from the enemy! The air forces of other clans are not under our command at all. After Longears notifies them, they will most likely just sit idly by!"

"Damn it, how did those long-eared people find out about so many of our blood priests?"

The pressure isn't just on Rice's side; it's coming from other places as well.

Tranquil Harbor was attacked, and the nearest reinforcements could not provide support. The forces of the Mithril Clan in the vicinity were locked in a fierce battle with the evil forces converging from the sky, and Renjin had mobilized even fewer troops.

If that's all there is to it, the dwarves are already divided. The king left with the Mithril Clan and several elite Iron Guard squads. The departure of a large number of top-tier equipment from the elite armies that are crucial to the peace of the kingdom has left the dwarves with very limited mobility.

What's even more despicable is that the conservative Molten Clan, along with several smaller clans, is also launching an attack on the Mithril Clan.

Their questioning disrupted the Mithril Clan's search for reinforcements.

The internal pressure is high, but the external pressure is even greater!

Although the Southern humans did not send any questions, Qi Jing from the Long-Eared side sent an extremely stern diplomatic inquiry letter. The Long-Eared envoy Qi Jing went to Bing and provided incredibly realistic magical video recordings.

With those things, plus the other clan prisoners who recently escaped from Tranquil Harbor, the Mithril Clan's Corruptor forces feel like they have enemies everywhere.

The corrupted members of the Mithril clan claim to save the world and the future of the dwarves, but some members of other clans possess information about those forbidden areas.

The information recorded in these documents is all very bad.

They won't let the dwarves fall into chaos!

The thought of being beset by internal and external troubles made Lesser grit his teeth!

"Those damned bastards!" Rice trembled violently, slamming his fist against the nearby Golden Sea wall with a dull thud. "A bunch of greedy people who only care about their own interests and never care about the future of their race!"

"Rice, this may be our last conversation." Malzahar's voice grew serious. "Remember, keep the secret! Delay it! Even if Fort Panguler is destroyed, as long as the King and the Chieftain succeed, our people will eventually regain their glory!"

Rice closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the resentment and anger in his heart, and whispered, "Uncle Malzahar, the glory of our ancestors is with us!"

"Your ancestors are with you!"

Communication was cut off.

Rice picked up his exquisitely crafted magical fire device, pointed it at the invaluable magical telephone, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, this Silver Era antique was reduced to a pile of broken parts.

He knew that Pangulet Fortress was about to fall, the spacetime rift here could not be opened, and he would never see the day when his ancestors returned from the sealed otherworld and led the dwarves to rebuild their greatness.

He turned around and watched as the energy device shone ever brighter, with only a little time left before the final agreement was fully activated.

Rice looked at his last guards, whose loyal faces showed no fear, only composure.

"Gentlemen, for the sake of the Mithril Clan, for the future of the dwarves, we—have become—abandoned pawns!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"The activation of the forbidden weapon is now in your hands! I'm going to activate the final relic, and this time, I'll drag even more bastards down with me!"

"Yes, Elder Rice! We will accomplish our mission!"

The two guards responded in unison, their voices booming like bells.

Rice nodded, then stood up and without hesitation drew the dagger from his waist and slashed his wrist.

Bright red blood dripped into a stone container below, quickly staining the intricate patterns on the bottom of the container.

"You all know the incantation; my blood can activate the final agreement!" His voice was hoarse, with a hint of determination.

"Elders, please stop faking your photos!"

Rice took one last look at his two loyal warriors who had followed him for many years, and nodded: "All for the restoration of our people's glory!"

The two guards solemnly pounded their chests in salute, their eyes filled with the composure of facing death, as they watched Rice's figure walk towards the other end of the safe room.

Inside the secret chamber there are also some powerful sacred artifacts of the Mithril Clan.

He's going there now, but he doesn't know if he'll be able to activate it successfully!

Boom! ...

A deafening roar suddenly came from not far away, shaking the entire secret chamber.

Rice stopped abruptly as he took his first step, and Wadi turned around.

The sound came from the security door surrounding the core secret chamber!

The two guards who were carefully embedding the magic stone into the under-activation device were also startled and looked up at Rice with a question in their eyes.

"Relax! Don't be affected!" Rice forcefully suppressed his surprise and shouted, "Continue your ceremony!"

Our three runic gates are incredibly sturdy; even a super magical armor-piercing cannon couldn't breach them!

No sooner had he finished speaking than another, even sharper and more ear-piercing explosion rang out, accompanied by a terrifying tremor, as if some giant beast was frantically ramming against the gate.

This tremor was significantly stronger than the last one; even dust fell from the ceiling.

Rice burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the confined space, sounding somewhat manic: "See that? The enemy is completely helpless! A few attacks, and they're nowhere to be seen! You should all calm down and patiently wait for the final agreement to fully charge, burying all these invading scum!"

"yes!"

Inspired by his confidence, the two guards lowered their heads again and focused on their work.

After a brief silence, a creaking sound was heard, followed by a dull thud as a mysterious heavy object hit the ground!

What happened next shattered their illusions completely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of increasingly violent explosions followed, each more terrifying and closer than the last.

The entire sealed room, like a small boat in a storm, began to rock violently.

The protective energy shield outside the sealed room began to flicker wildly, its light flashing on and off, clearly on the verge of collapse.

Immediately afterwards, to the horrified eyes of Rice and the two guards, the runic giant gate that they were so proud of, which they claimed would never fall, began to develop huge, almost circular bulges on its surface!

It's as if an invisible hammer is hammering the seemingly indestructible alloy door panel from the outside, causing it to dent.

"How is this possible? There were three sturdy rune gates outside! How could they all be destroyed?" Rice exclaimed in shock.

Before they could recover from their shock, another deafening bang rang out.

This time, it wasn't a dull thud.

hiss hiss hiss—

Countless scorching golden jets actually pierced through the runic gate and shot into the secret chamber with a deathly howl!

Rice's mithril armor instantly erupted with crimson rune light, deflecting all the gold fragments that were aimed at him.

Although the enormous impact still pushed him backward and slammed him hard against the wall, he miraculously survived.

However, the two guards who had disarmed themselves to move the heavy magic stones were not so lucky.

Before they could even let out a scream, their bodies were instantly torn to pieces by the dense jets of golden energy, blood and bits of flesh splattering all over the entire device.

Two heavily armored figures not far away were silently struck down by the metal jet, but sadly, their masters would never return.

With the runic gate completely pierced and deprived of its magical energy, this legendary dwarven artifact was reduced to an ordinary alloy structure.

Dizzy and lightheaded, Rice struggled to lift his head. In his field of vision, the massive door, eight meters high and incredibly thick, was slowly tilting down in his direction, casting a heavy shadow!

He hurriedly rolled around in a disheveled manner, fearing that he would be hit by the giant gate!

Boom—!

The massive alloy gate, forged from countless rare materials such as refined gold, mithril, dragon bone, titanium, and tungsten, crashed heavily to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

Rice instinctively turned around and saw the passage that had been blown to pieces, with the walls of the Golden Sea melting away. Then he was horrified to discover that it wasn't just this door; the other rune-protected doors in the passage had all collapsed in the same inward-leaning manner!

"What... what on earth is going on?"

Amidst the smoke and dust, a short, stocky figure slowly walked in from outside the door.

The dwarf who walked in was none other than Lin Li, a projection of Gazul.

He looked at the closed chamber and secretly breathed a sigh of relief; Laplace's plan was indeed accurate.

These runic giant doors are indeed troublesome to confront head-on, but as long as the structural integrity of their magical runes is destroyed, and they are no longer a whole and become ordinary alloy doors, the special ability of the personal space can be used to pry off key connecting parts such as door hinges and rivets.

Then, even the sturdiest door can be pushed down.

It does require a lot of effort, but the shockwave from the magnetic bomb can solve everything!

When Lin Li's gaze fell on the badly injured Rice, and the Final Protocol device behind him that had not yet been fully activated, a smile appeared on his face!

Good, we made it.

"Damn bastards—" Rice slowly ran towards the musket in the distance, preparing to fire with his firepower.

Lin Li's figure disappeared from the spot like a cannonball.

boom!

Rice felt an irresistible force surge through his chest, sending him flying once more. He crashed heavily into the alloy wall, the armor scraping against it with a screeching sound.

Before he could slide to the ground, a foot stomped heavily on his back, pinning him firmly to the ground.

A slightly mocking voice came from above.

"Pangule's most unworthy commander, Elder Rice! Finding you was no easy feat!"

"Kill me or torture me, just give me a quick death!"

"Hehe————"

"You want to play a game of mutual destruction? Did you get my permission?"

"I want to give you a quick death! Did I get the consent of those innocent people?"

Rice coughed up blood, turned his head, and stared intently at the mysterious figure before him: "Who—are you?"

The dwarfs that Lin Li had transformed into immediately burst into laughter.