After arriving at the top of Arreat, I habitually came to the Book of Ancient Stones, activated the altar, and watched the three uncles jump down, with great momentum, ready to fight.

"Boy, boy, have you forgotten something?" When Kolik saw something was wrong, this stupid boy had his brain broken or something. It was just that he didn't want to confess, but he still wanted to do it right here?

I suddenly woke up and laughed sheepishly.

"Sorry, sorry, it's become a habit."

"Habits come naturally? I really don't know what you are talking about, you are talking about things that are incomprehensible. Where are the good wine and good food?" Kerik and Madoc reached out to me for help without blushing at all.

Talik was a bit thin-skinned and didn't have the nerve to join in the fun, but his eyes lit up when he heard the word wine.

"Of course, it's ready. Let's eat quickly. After we eat, we'll have another fight."

"You can't wait to suffer. Well, we will make it happen for you."

So the three uncles devoured their food and patted their bellies after eating and drinking. They were not worried that eating too much would affect their combat effectiveness. They burped with wine and waved directly to me, leading them to the Barbarian Arena in the World Stone Fortress.

Then, there was another rare and fierce battle, and a certain druid lay down again.

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I have a fever of 39 degrees and I feel dizzy. I am really out of shape. Let’s see if I can write a few more chapters at the end of this month to make it up to everyone. These past two months have been a disaster.
Chapter completed!