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Durand never imagined that the meeting with his old friend Iron Fist after a long absence, would be in such a way.

Iron Fist lives at the foot of an inconspicuous hill northeast of the ranch, full of tall and low trees and shrubs, and covered with large, rough bare rock.

Not far from the hill is the beach and the sea.

The ranch is like a tentacle sticking out of the edge of the Big 6, and if it weren't for the heavy snow in winter blocking the view, standing on the top of the hill, you can see the golden sand and deep blue water. And between the sand and the sea, a wall of magic crystals glittering with brilliant magic brilliance can be faintly seen. No one can step across the sand and into the reach of the sea.

In the pastures, no alien was willing to settle by the sea.

-- You can see the vast sea, the undulating water, the birds swimming on the sea, and the giant whale of the North Sea occasionally showing a fin...... But only, you can only watch, because no one can break through the barrier of the magic crystal wall and swim in the sea.

Here, you can see freedom every day, but not your own freedom.

The City of Shepherds did not have a defensive force on the sea, because it was not needed, and the nature of the large magic circle that enveloped the ranch was very special, it could be destroyed from the inside, but it could never be broken from the outside.

Durand once tried to use the power of about level nine to attack the magic crystal wall from the outside, and as a result, the power that was originally concentrated at one point was instantly transmitted to every corner of the crystal wall, and then it was evenly withstood by the huge and friendless magic crystal wall.

In other words, unless there is a blow that breaks the attack power of the entire magic array, the magic crystal wall is impenetrable. At least an attack from the outside is unlikely to open any gaps.

The coastal strip of the pasture is rare to the interracial area, therefore. Except for a few hunters with brain cramps, there are basically no hunters coming to this territory without any alien races.

Iron Fist lives by the sea, on a hill backed by a sandy beach, alone in a place where there are no enemies and no friends.

At this moment, Durand and Vivien are standing at the foot of the hill.

It is surrounded by tall giant trees. Many of the trees are even higher than the hillside of the canopy.

In front of me is a small camp, the camp is located at the foot of the mountain, you can see that there is a cave at the end of the camp, the cave is deep and bottomless, and there is a black tent on one side of the hole.

From where the two of them stood to the entrance of the cave, two rows of sculptures stood side by side. Each sculpture is a face, in a variety of shapes, both human and non-human, but the dwarves are not visible. On every face, there is an incomparably expressive indifference and coldness. There was an indescribably oppressive atmosphere throughout the camp.

Heavy snow is falling down. Strangely enough, however, not a single snowflake was able to fall on the ground of the camp outside the cave.

As soon as all the snowflakes approached the camp above the camp, oh no, more accurately, just near the mouth of the cave, they were crushed by a tremendous force!

It seems that some kind of power of an inexplicable nature is constantly gushing out of the cave, crushing all the snowflakes along the way.

Thereupon. There was no wind or snow in the camp, only two lonely rows of stone sculptures and a tent, and a dark cave.

Wei Wei's body was cold, not because of the weather, but because the power that came out of the cave, or the breath, was too terrifying, and vaguely, the girl seemed to see wisps of thick black gas wafting out of the mouth of the cave.

"What's that?" The girl's face was slightly pale. Asked in a low voice.

Duland's face is not very good-looking, but unlike Vivian's unknown reasons, his eyes are more regret, helplessness, and sigh...... There seems to be a hint of solemnity.

"That's the Iron Fist." He said.

"In a cave?"

"Hmm."

Durand stared at the bottomless cave, his eyes narrowing slightly. This cave in front of you. It is where Iron Fist lives, and Iron Fist is in it. As for the tent next to the entrance to the cave, it was where Durand stayed when he occasionally came to visit.

When she learned that Iron Fist was in the cave, Vivien became even more uneasy.

The main reason is that the oppressive force of the breath exuding from the cave is too great!

Feeling the aura, Vivien suddenly thought of Halderson for some reason, and thought of the evil aura that was wrapped around the big man's body. At this time, the aura Vivien felt was somewhat similar to the evil aura on Hedson's body, but it was not the same.

Just a little desertion, the girl suddenly felt the scene in front of her suddenly change!

The wind and snow disappeared suddenly, and the two rows of stone sculptures in front of him disappeared in an instant, along with the tents, caves, and surrounding giant trees...... Even the hill thumped and scattered. All she felt was a flower in front of her, and everything suddenly disappeared without a trace, and it was replaced by ...... It's a face! A huge face!!

It was a very typical dwarven face, with stiff lines and a thick, long beard, which, although somewhat blurred, was real.

He was like a demon god, standing majestically in front of Vivien, exuding an incomparably terrifying momentum!

The dwarf's face was full of manic depression and rage, and he opened his mouth wide and roared and roared as if he were crazy, but he didn't make a sound.

There are no words to describe how Vivien felt at this time.

The girl tilted her head slightly stiffly, staring blankly at the huge face that was close at hand.

Under the pressure of that huge aura, she couldn't even move a finger, couldn't move her feet, couldn't turn around, and couldn't mobilize the fighting power in her body, she couldn't even blink her eyes!

In this silent world, Vivien wanted to scream, but she couldn't open her mouth or scream anyway.

Gradually, her mind froze.

The girl felt herself levitate lightly, and then floated towards the gaping mouth on the dwarven face. Her consciousness gradually blurred, and although she didn't understand what this qiē was all about, the girl knew almost instinctively that when she floated into that big mouth, it was time for her to die.

"I'm going to ...... Die...... Is it ......?" thought the girl, a little weakly.

At this moment, a voice seemed to come from the sky, at first it was like a whisper, inaudible, but soon the voice quickly turned clear, and at last it was like a thunderous roar:

"Wake up! Come back to me-!! ”

That's Duland's voice!

With a bang, the silent world shattered like a mirror by Duland's voice, and the giant dwarven face shattered......

"Ahh Vivien screamed, and when her vision was clear again, she was back in front of her: the hills, the cave entrances, the tents, and the stone carvings in the camp.

It seems that the qiē just now was just an illusion.

"Uncle, I'...... I—" The girl turned her head to look at Duland, who was still standing beside her, but a simple turn of her head seemed to drain the last of her strength. Before she could finish speaking, her legs suddenly went limp, and she sat down on the ground with a bit of a wolf, wheezing violently.

What's going on?

How do I ...... How did I get so weak? Can't lift up a bit of strength at all? Also, my head hurts!

What the hell happened to me?

The girl did not know that her face at this time was extremely unsightly, so pale that there was no trace of blood. She raised her head with difficulty and said dryly, "Uncle, was I ...... just now?"

Durand was still staring at the entrance of the cave, and nodded without waiting for the girl to finish: "You lost your mind just now, and your soul almost dissipated directly. If I hadn't been able to wake you up in time, you'd be dead. ”

"But, but...... I...... Whew...... How could I ......" The girl's soul was so wounded that she was so weak that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Durand shook his head and said solemnly: "Don't talk, take a good rest first." I...... I'm not good at soul means, so I can't heal you. Fortunately, you didn't get a substantial blow, just over-consumed under great pressure, and it should be fine to rest for a while. ”

Vivien gasped and nodded, but didn't dare to look in the direction of the cave again.

It was undoubtedly a soul attack just now, and it was very powerful, pulling Vivien's spirit into that silent world almost instantly.

Vivien fell to the ground, her eyes full of horror and incredulity. She is a real seven-star hunter, and she has a soul defense necklace to protect herself, even the soul attack of the gray snake can't help her, how can she ......

As if seeing through the doubts in the girl's heart, Durand said lightly: "Don't worry too much, just now it was a soul attack exclusive to the warrior - purely oppressed with a strong and domineering will, life and death are all in an instant." Fortunately, the Iron Fist did not intend to attack you, otherwise, with the tenacity of your will, I am afraid that your soul will be torn to pieces in an instant. Sorry, I was careless. ”

So, that dwarven face just now is an iron fist? Vivian thought to herself, and asked in a weak voice, "I have a soul defense necklace, how could I be dragged into the spiritual battlefield so lightly?" ”

Durand sighed softly: "This is normal, you are still young and your will is not strong enough. It is up to the user's own soul, spirit, and will to know how powerful any soul defense weapon may ultimately wield, no matter how powerful it may be. These are the basics, and if the foundation is not enough, even if you carry an artifact, you may be killed. ”

Saying this, Durand sighed deeply in his heart, in fact, the girl had done a good job just now, she did resist quite a bit, in fact, if she hadn't resisted a little, Durand wouldn't have had time to wake her up.

Merely......

"It's just, Iron Fist," Durand muttered as he stared at the entrance of the cave tightly, his face full of complexity, "Is the resentment in your heart that has reached this kind of ......?!" ”