"Boy, it's useless for you to ask me, my other memory has limited knowledge. Even compared to the thousands of years of memories of the dwarves, that memory seemed to be just a dream of Nanke. If it weren't for the other eighteen who were in the same situation as me, I doubt it would have been a dream. ”

The dwarf god of war turned around and looked at Lan Feng calmly.

"You ...... Is it 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 what it is. Perhaps among the nineteen of us, only Fang Chen can know. He has the highest privilege among the NPCs in the game, and he also knows the most secretive of the game, even ......"

"He's probably a real person entering and importing memories from the game, so he probably knows the most complete plan, but that's just my guess." The dwarven god of war said.

"Real ......" Lan Feng muttered, as if recalling everything he had come into contact with Old Man Fang.

He had had many contacts with Old Man Fang, and he clearly felt that Old Man Fang gave him the feeling that he was really like a real person. Unlike the current dwarf god of war, although he has another memory, compared to the thousands of years of memories in the game, it is just a dream of Nanke.

Therefore, even if the dwarf god of war said so much to Lan Feng at this moment, he could clearly feel that he was telling everything in the dream.

And the feeling that Old Man Fang gave Lan Feng was ...... He's here to play the game, too!

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

"Has your technology reached the point of memory transmission and memory storage expansion? And do you know that there is really only that? Lan Feng's expression was cold.

"The matter of memory belongs to the category of taboo, and there is no possibility of informing. As for knowing more than that, but there is really only so much that can tell you, or this aspect of things. The dwarf god of war shook his head and said.

"I know you're going to have doubts, because you should feel what you have—that specialness."

Lan Feng's heart trembled slightly.

Yes, he already felt it,

It wasn't just the game that seemed to be starting to get weird, but also himself. It seems that he was chosen from the beginning.

No!

It should be said...... It was generally chosen by a quiet look!

But Jing Jing is a complete earthling, born from the earth, growing on the earth, changing everything on the earth......

That's when it happened.

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

The most special thing should be watched quietly!

"But the most special thing should be the Prophet's Heritage."

The dwarf god of war said slowly.

Sure enough!

"We don't know the specific content of her, but we may only know it...... That's right! It seems that Wen Ling also knows something, after all, he has a good relationship with Fang Chen, that's pretty much it......" The dwarf god of war is still reminiscing.

It gives the impression that his memory is very vague, or rather...... Already devoured by a large number of memories in the game, it began 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, tell me why you want military power, although it seems that you are not in the mood to answer it now." The dwarven god of war said.

"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, and Lan Feng's hair and windbreaker danced with the wind, and the windbreaker was even more blown. Staring indifferently into the distance, motionless, not knowing what to think.

The dwarven god of war told him to wait here, the narrow summit of barely any flat land, the battlefield where they were to be met.

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

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

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

It's a game, everything in the game, it's not made up of real life. Everything here is made of magical elements, so the snow in this world does not come from clouds, but from the ice element.

The snow is going to fall, soon.

The dwarves in the north will usher in the first snow of early winter in the realm.

The snow will be heavy, and probably when he descends the mountain, the dwarven kings will be covered in silver. He believed that his next battle would not be able to be done in a short time.

If you want to win, you must do your best, and the other party will definitely do your best!

This time it won't be like the gambling fight with Thunderstorm at the beginning, because in fact, Thunderstorm doesn't care too much about life and death in Europe and the United States, anyway, they are only a thousand people. Even if Europe and the United States are defeated, they can all pass the screening with their abilities.

Each and every one of them is an absolute master of 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 dwarven god of war made it clear that the military power he gained was deprived from the opponent's original hands.

So no matter what, those two will do their best.

"Whew-"

The cold wind grew colder and colder, and the bitter cold wind made the skin ache, as if it could freeze everything.

Here it comes!

Lan Feng's gaze deflected and looked at the main hall below, and the two figures quickly approached upward.

"I'm here to wait for the results, but in the end, I hope it's the two of you who survive. If he is the one who survives, then after you two are resurrected, send me to retreat in the forbidden land! The words of the dwarven god of war came through the air.

The two figures came to Lan Feng at this moment, on the lower rocks on both sides. Both of them were shorter, only 1.6 meters, and even the one in the gray robes almost reached 1.7 meters.

The shorter one is the inheritor of the dwarf god of war, and also the strongest lone killer after the disappearance of the former Lan Feng in reality.

In terms of strength, it should be slightly inferior to Cha Yu, but now he has the strongest inheritance of the dwarves, what kind of comparison he is compared to Cha Yu, it is unknown.

Not all killers will be thieves, and the Remnant is one of them. But only a few people know about it, because he lives in seclusion in the dwarven realm, and he has always been well hidden.

If it weren't for the fact that he issued a challenge to Lan Feng at the request of the dwarven god of war, Lan Feng would not have known about the existence of the remnant until now. As for why the remnant lord was determined through the battle post, it was all quietly watched and placed in the intelligence network of the dwarf clan in advance, and locked according to the NPC who sent the battle post.

And the way it is used, it is a small machine similar to the goblin tracking function, and finally sends the NPC of the battle post to lock.

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

But the remnant lord has always known Lan Feng's identity, because of his fellow dwarven clan, the warden!

The true leader of the Weeping Prison Organization, a powerhouse who has always lived in seclusion in the Dwarven Realm!

It is estimated that no one would have thought that the warden would abandon the organization of the human race in Huaxia and live in seclusion in the dwarven realm alone. And also obtained the exact opposite of the thief's legal class - the dwarf witch god.

And it is understood that the wizards of the dwarves actually have a large part of their strength, which comes from the production of potions. The use of sorcery is not too much of a large offensive skill, and the most of them are crowd control and debuffs.

But what kind of abilities the dwarf witch god class will have, it is unknown.

"Honestly, you're hiding so much." Lan Feng said indifferently.

"Hehe, are you laughing at us? Compared to you, our hiding is not on the table at all. The warden smiled lightly.

The warden's age is unknown, but it appears to be only about 30 or 40 years old. This was also the first time Lan Feng had seen the true face of the warden, and he had never appeared in the eyes of the world before.

There is no special standard face shape, with a certain peculiar witchcraft hat, and there is no hairstyle to be seen. The most attractive thing is the warden's eyes, which at first glance seem to give people a sense of indifference and peace, and even give people an inexplicable sense of softness and trust.

But in front of a person like Lan Feng, there was a terrifying and cold killing intent hidden in that look.

The warden has never been a good person!

"Are you really 'Yu'?" The remnant frowned.

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

Perhaps as lone killers, people like them don't easily believe anything, especially something that is simply hard to believe. Based on the warden's verbal statement, the remnant was only suspicious at best, so he didn't rush to find Lan Feng.

It's just that at the request of the master, he gave Lan Feng a battle post, if he comes, he will confirm it personally, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't come. Anyway, he didn't want to expose his existence, for the sake of an unconvinced message.

"Isn't it incredible?" Lan Feng asked rhetorically, which could be regarded as an indirect admission.

The remnant's pupils shrank, which was a sign of surprise.

Thin eyes and eyebrows, the slightly narrow bridge of the nose seems a little long, if it weren't for his mouth shape playing a certain role in coordinating his facial features, then he would definitely look ugly. With his handsome face, it's not bad overall.

But now his height has become his hard injury again, and he is really a little shorter at 1.6 meters. It is not excluded that there are also very handsome and handsome people who are short, but with the height of the remnant, it is really not good.

I don't know what the remnant lord thinks, why he chose the dwarf clan as a place of seclusion, how good it is to obediently choose an elf clan, and it can also add value.