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Looking at Eunuch Anxi who fell unconscious on the ground, Lin Qi and Ying Qin's expressions became extremely strange.
Lin Qi glared at the wine barrel and then looked at some of the guard generals of Tianbing Valley. A mature and steady guard general took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Lin Qi and Ying Qin: "Report to the two princes and these old dwarves." They are all master-level forging masters. Each of them has experience in forging top-level holy weapons, so although their curses are a bit unpleasant,
Lin Qi and Ying Qin suddenly understood and nodded.
There is no way this is the privilege of old dwarves like Vali, because they are all forging masters, and they have all forged top-notch holy weapons, so they are qualified to be arrogant and unruly here, even pointing at their immediate boss, Craftsman Zaoling, and yelling at Tianbing Valley. The top eunuch and chief eunuch, An Xi, scolded them until they burst into tears, and no one would do anything to them.
Top holy weapon. What is that concept
If it is in the hands of a top holy master, it can only kill a city. If it is in the hands of a top holy master, then the top holy master can kill a country. If the strength is equal, ten holy masters can surround and kill one holy master. But if That Saint Master holds a top-level holy weapon and can easily kill twenty Saint Masters of equal strength.
This is the efficacy of the holy weapon. This is the power of the hierarchical holy weapon.
For an empire, top-level holy artifacts have strategic significance, even more important than Saint Masters, because Saint Masters may die in battle, but a truly top-quality Holy Artifact of excellent quality may go through several owners without any damage.
The eight hundred old dwarves here have all forged top-level holy weapons. No wonder they can run rampant in Tianbing Valley and no one dares to provoke them.
An Xi on the side woke up leisurely under the rescue of several young eunuchs. He looked at Lin Qi and Ying Qin bitterly and murmured in a low voice: "I'm incompetent, I'm so rude. But in these years, the foolish old man has never stepped into the Heavenly Soldier Valley." The dwarf's insults are all borne by the slave alone. The slave has been scolded for four years since she was twelve years old.
Lin Qi blinked desperately. Anxi, the little eunuch, is very pitiful. No wonder the imperial city gave him the position of third-grade eunuch general. Feelings, the chief eunuch of Tianbing Valley is specially scolded by those high-ranking eunuchs in the dynasty. Who would be happy? Come here to get scolded, isn't it the unlucky guy like An Xi
Lin Qi coughed lightly and took a few steps forward.
As soon as he stepped forward, Vali stared at Lin Qi with wide eyes and touched the beard on his face. Vali suddenly laughed: "Old brothers, there's a new guy. Hey, pretty boy, what's your name? Your father and mother." What are the names of your grandparents and your grandparents? We old brothers can make up some jokes to ensure that you, a pretty boy, are in a state of ecstasy.
Another old dwarf with black hair on his face laughed wildly and said: This guy stopped talking. He must be another unlucky new guy.
Lin Qi coughed lightly and said slowly: I am not from Tianbing Valley, nor am I a subordinate of Craftsman Order. I am here to discuss something with you.
Vali looked at Lin Qi suspiciously. Out of the instinct of an old dwarf, he intuitively felt that Lin Qi was not a good person, but he could not see that Lin Qi had any deterrence. After all, for dwarves like them who are proficient in casting, even the Blood Qin The emperor of the empire must also be polite to them
Lin Qi was too lazy to talk to these rough old dwarves. He pointed at the wine barrel and shook his finger forward.
Jiugong took a few strides forward knowingly and rushed in front of Vali and others. He lowered his head and glanced at Vali and others who were only around his waist. Jiugong shouted loudly: "The great and noble master is here to conquer you." Dwarfs, do you know Mr. Barrel
Vali and others were so angry that their eyes turned black, 'dwarfs'. Someone actually called them dwarfs. Of course, dwarves are not tall, but they are just like no one has ever dared to say the word 'nigger' in front of the ancestral warriors of the Black Spirit Continent. No one dares to say the word 'dwarf' in front of the violent and warlike dwarves...,
There are certain words that are taboo for certain races. The word "dwarf" is such a word for dwarves.
Damn you bastard. Vali and the other hundreds of old dwarves didn't even see the appearance of the wine barrel. They were so angry that they pulled out the big hammers they carried on their backs and threw them at the barrel with all their strength. Although these old dwarves no longer had any forges. Although they have the power of divine weapons, they can still rely on their explosive power to perform some of the dwarves’ special moves.
For example, the 'Hammer of the God of War' is a technique that concentrates the whole body's fighting spirit and instantly explodes to smash out one's war hammer and severely injure the enemy. Vali and the others are extremely skilled. They have lived for more than five hundred years, and their combat skills against the dwarves have been perfected. Familiar with it, hundreds of intense firelights shot out like thunder and hit the wine barrel.
Wine Barrel was shocked. The Hammer of the God of War was also a martial art he was proficient in. He knew how lethal this combat technique that concentrated all the power of a dwarf could be. However, Wine Barrel soon felt relieved because Vali and the others were too weak. The strongest old dwarf is only at the peak of his status. This kind of power cannot even hurt the skin of today's wine barrel.
After laughing a few times, the body of the wine barrel suddenly expanded. The clothes on his body exploded, and his body expanded to a height of ten meters. The rocks and soil in the ground quickly melted and turned into magma, which spread over the body of the wine barrel to form a layer. Thick magma armor, blazing winds sprayed out in all directions, wine barrels opened their hands, raised their chests, and the war hammers that shot out came to meet them.
Loud and dull noises continued, and sledgehammers weighing a thousand kilograms hit the barrels one after another.
But all the sledgehammers were melted by the high-temperature magma and turned into hot molten iron that surged on the surface of the barrel. The barrel ate the sledgehammers that were smashed by hundreds of old dwarves and then roared loudly like thunder: Dwarves, worship me. According to the tradition of our great ancestor god, unless you have another dwarf king, you will be my people.
The violent heat spread outwards from the body of the wine barrel. He was ten meters high and he was so huge. Vali and the others were all stunned. Hot tears kept rolling down from their groggy eyes. They finally saw clearly what was standing in front of them. What an incredible existence he is holding
Dwarf King
A dwarf king with ancient dwarf blood
In the dwarf tradition, in the dwarf customs, the dwarf king should be the dwarf king.
There is no other dwarf king in the Heavenly Soldier Valley, so when the wine barrel stands here, from this moment on, the wine barrel is the undisputed king of the 300,000 households and more than 30 million dwarves in the Heavenly Soldier Valley. Unless there is a new dwarf king who can defeat the wine barrel, unless The wine barrel was killed by the enemy, otherwise his orders would determine the life and death of all the dwarves in the Heavenly Soldier Valley.
God, Your Majesty, please forgive our recklessness. Please forgive our offenses.
Vali and other old dwarves knelt on the ground crying and crying. They bent over with great difficulty and touched their foreheads to the ground. There were even bold old dwarves who came close to the wine barrel and wanted to touch the insteps of the wine barrel with their foreheads. It's the wine barrel. The insteps of this guy were covered in high-temperature magma. The bold old dwarf was burned so hard that he screamed in agony. A large piece of skin and flesh fell off his forehead, and his white bones were exposed.
Wine Barrel stretched out his hands, his heart was beating violently, and hot tears were flowing down his face.
Ever since he first activated the bloodline of the Dwarf King in the Black Abyss Prison, he has been dreaming of the day when he could return to the surface world. He could return to the hometown of the dwarves. He could acquire one or more dwarf tribes. His support made countless dwarf people kneel down in front of him. This is a scene that all dwarves dream of. This is a kind of persistence inherited in the blood of every dwarf. It is something that all dwarves cannot abandon and cannot get rid of. fate'
I, the wine barrel, am your king, the wine barrel shouted loudly...,
Countless dwarves came out of the countless forging workshops in the valley. The old dwarves walked at the front. The young and strong dwarves walked in the middle. The women and children walked at the back. All the dwarves lined up neatly along the spacious Tianbing Valley. The avenues converged here, dozens of meters away from the wine barrel. The oldest dwarves knelt on the ground respectfully.
Behind those old dwarves, dwarves knelt down one by one.
All the dwarves came out to welcome them. They knelt on the streets. They knelt in the alleys. They knelt on the hillsides. They knelt on the roofs of those workshops. They knelt down piously. All the dwarves were crying. Their empty hearts seemed to suddenly have a lot of things. something reliable and stable
The great bloodline from the ancient giants has awakened in my body. The wine barrel roared loudly: So as the ancient sacred dwarf king, I declare that this is the kingdom of my wine barrel, this land is my territory, and you are all my subjects. Here I call it
Dumbfounded, Wine Barrel suddenly turned around and shouted to Lin Qi: Great and terrifying master, what should this place be called
Lin Qi was stunned, glared at the wine barrel angrily, and then said in a low and powerful voice: Tiger Valley, if you want to establish a country here and declare this to be your territory, then this place will be called Tiger Valley, a canyon infested by tigers.
Lin Qi muttered in a low voice: A canyon that can eat people.
The body of the wine barrel expanded rapidly. Soon his body expanded to fifty meters away. His body was still rising. He tried his best to push the boiling blood in his body and roared at the top of his lungs: From now on, this is our land, we. The root here is Hu Valley
The blood aura from the ancient giant within the wine barrel quickly spread throughout the Heavenly Soldier Valley.
Stimulated by this breath, tens of thousands of dwarves suddenly burst out with the unique bright light when fighting spirit breaks through (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest power)