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Wind!
It blew away everything before Gu Xi, including the snow on the ground and all the enemies blocking his path.
When the Death Tornado passed, all that remained before Gu Xi was a dark, yawning Deep Pit and countless fallen pine trees.
Standing at the edge of the snowpack, Gu Xi looked down.
He noticed that although most of the trees had been blown away, the remaining ones still concealed some figures.
Looking closer, Gu Xi saw dwarves furtively hiding behind some of the pine trees that had yet to fall.
These dwarves were either young ones who appeared not to have reached adulthood or Dwarf Aunties with huge beards and dresses. They held weapons such as kitchen knives, Rolling Pins, and wooden clubs as they nervously stared at Gu Xi.
Although all the dwarves who had been fighting the White Skin Zombies had been blown away together.
That did not mean Gu Xi was enemies with the dwarven women and children below.
As he stood at the edge of the snowpack and looked down, Gu Xi's gaze sharpened.
"Send someone up to talk."
Gu Xi's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the dwarves' ears.
The dwarves looked at one another, none of them knowing what to do.
In the end, a dwarf with barely any beard on his face stepped out. He carried a One-Handed Axe and held a section of wood in his left hand as a shield.
He looked up at Gu Xi standing at the edge of the snowpack, then glanced back at the dwarven women and children behind him. He tossed the wood to the ground, hooked the One-Handed Axe at his waist, and quickly began climbing upward.
Seeing the dwarf's actions, Gu