Chapter 436: Bad immortality

The dwarf's adventure in the Arctic was spread within a few days, and the entire Ironforge was also preparing for people traveling.
This day was the day when the Dwarf Expedition Support Team was about to set off. They had to rush to Icewind Harbor, where they would take a boat to the Arctic.
As the dwarf prince and his soldiers, of course, he was going to quickly reach the Icewind Harbor on the Griffon. Morin also wanted to participate in this adventure, and had already made this appeal to the dwarves.
However, the leader of this support team is the dwarf prince, he is young and vigorous, far less talkative than his father, and did not agree to Moline's request.
However, Morin also very much hoped to go to the Arctic, so he took the second place and asked the dwarves to piggyback themselves with a boat, and said that they also have their own things to do in the Arctic, not with them. Join together.
Moline said this, after weighing the dwarf prince, he also felt that it was not reasonable to refuse Moline in this way, so he reluctantly helped him. However, the dwarf prince secretly did some stalks.
Because of the large number of dwarves, he was unable to ride a griffon for Morin because of the lack of griffons. Mo Lin had to think of Bingfeng Port to take a boat, so he could only go by land.
After listening to the request of the dwarf prince, Morin couldn't help sneering. Take the land, please! It takes a month for the land road to reach Bingfeng Port, and these dwarves are about to set off, which means they can reach the port in a day.
Even if they had to prepare ocean-going ships, that would be enough for a week.
By that time, Moline and Angel had arrived at Icewind Harbor, and the dwarf's ship might have been sailing for more than ten days.
This request of the dwarf prince is really a bit excessive, which obviously means to play with others. Verbal promises and secret trips are not as good as direct rejections.
However, under the low eaves, he had to bow his head. Morin is seeking people, and at this time, he can only be forbearing temporarily.
What's more, when it's time to start, who might make someone sick? Morin also sneered in his heart, and watched the dwarves busy preparing for the Griffin.
It is not an easy task to prepare so many griffins, the dwarves make people turn their horses upside down, and the dwarf princes are very busy.
If such a thing is done by hand, it is naturally methodical. But after all, the dwarf prince was young, inexperienced, and very self-respected. He did not want others to intervene, and he could only suffer himself.
Morin took Angel and held it on his shoulders to watch. Seeing that the preparation of the Griffon had reached the finishing stage, he walked towards the dwarf prince.
"His Royal Highness Prince Nasser," Moline said with a smile, looking at the prince's sweat. "Are you sure you want to take me to the Arctic?"
"Don't you see that you are busy!" said Nasser's copper whiskers impatiently. "We dwarves have always spoken and talked to me? What do you mean to take you, they will definitely take you. But, still that Then, you have to walk to Bingfeng Port by yourself. Now you can see the situation, but there are no extra griffins for you. Hurry up and go, don’t talk to me!"
Don't talk nonsense about Morin. But Nather said a lot of words. Although Morin was only 17 years old, how many things had he experienced, how could he breathe gas with this prince, he retreated with a smile.
However, after retiring, Morin said loudly to Angel: "Angel, you also heard that the dwarf prince promised to take us away. However, let's not go to Bingfenggang, After all, are we magicians!"
These words were really loud, and all the dwarves present heard it, and I remembered it for a moment. Right, this Mo Lin is a magician. Is there any way he can quickly reach Bingfeng Port?
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When the Dwarf Prince heard Morin's words, he was a little surprised at first, but he immediately thought: How much mana can he have with a child of 16 or 7 years old? Don’t look at how clever the legend is, but it’s just a fool’s name.
Morin looked at the performance of the dwarves and knew that these guys did not believe in their special abilities.
With a sneer, he took out the "Broken Rosary", set his position at Bingfeng Port, and injected magic into the rosary.
This "split rosary" also seems to know that the master has been questioned, and his heart seems quite infuriated. In the noisy crowd, he made an unusually loud buzzing sound.
Then a purple-black portal was suspended on the ground, which was also unusually eye-catching.
Morin looked around the dwarves and said, "I was going to use this portal to take you away, but since you have prepared the Griffon for so long, this is too wasteful if you don't sit the Griffon. Then we will ice See you at Fenggang."
After saying this, Morin pushed the awkward Angel into the portal, and then Morin also smiled at the dwarf prince and waved his hand.
Both Angel and Morin disappeared from the portal, leaving only a dwarf with a dumb face. The more angry is the dwarf prince. He wanted to use the Griffon to put Morin together, but he didn't expect to lift a stone and hit his feet. Now that he is really losing face and burning, how can he not be angry.
And his men were also dissatisfied with the dwarf prince. The dwarf prince's brilliance was a bit weak, but this is to train the prince to mature, and as a clan should deserve to cooperate.
However, the prince offended such a very useful magician, which is a bit stupid.
If they had a good relationship with Morin, they could pass through the portal and quickly reach Bingfeng Port. Now I can only look at the door.
Flying a griffin over such a high mountain range, even if it is as strong as a dwarf, is not willing to suffer this pain. If this suffering must be sustained, then no one complains, but now it seems that this can be avoided.
It’s like doing the same job. Even if you are sitting there and playing with a computer, everyone else earns ten dollars, and if you give eight dollars, you will feel unfair.
This kind of psychology is not only true for humans, but also for other races.
Some dwarves looked at the portal and really had the urge to rush in, but the prince did not speak, and no one could move.
Prince Nasser looked at the portal and said across his heart: "Go, let's also pass the portal. He takes our ship, we take his portal for granted!"
When the other dwarves cheered, they entered the portal. But where did they know that the portal could only last for thirty seconds, and Mo Lin had deliberately spoken before, delaying for a few seconds, these dwarves were wandering for a few seconds, the time was fleeting.
When they just cheered, the portal closed in response. So the cheers stuck in his throat, as uncomfortable as a fishbone.
The dwarf prince even clenched his fists in anger, and finally could only wave his hand: "Go, go to the Griffon!"
This should have been an exciting word, but now it is full of frustration.
Alas, who can blame this, the son once said that without death, he would not die.