Bright Era

Looking at the Anxi **** who fell to the ground in a coma, the expressions of Lin Qi and Yingqin became extremely strange.

Lin Qi glared at the keg, then looked at the guard generals of the Heavenly Soldier Valley. An old and stable guard general stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Lin Qi and Yingqin: "Return to the two princes, these old dwarves are master-level forging masters. Everyone has forged top sages. The experience of the device, so although they curse is a bit ugly..."

Lin Qi and Yingqin nodded suddenly.

No way, this is the privilege of the old dwarves like Vali, because they are all masters of forging, and they have forged top sacred artifacts, so they are qualified to be arrogant here, and even point to their immediate superiors. Hu Tu yelled at him and yelled at An Xi, the chief **** of Tianbing Valley, and no one would do anything to them.

Top sacred artifact, what concept is that?

If in the hands of the pinnacle sage master, he could only slaughter a city, holding a top sacred tool, then the pinnacle sage master could slaughter a country. In the case of equivalent strength, ten saint masters can besieged and killed a saint master, but if that saint master holds a top-level saint weapon, he can easily kill twenty saint masters of equivalent strength!

This is the effect of the sacred instrument, this is the power of the level sacred instrument!

For an empire, the top sacred instrument is an existence with strategic significance, even more important than the sacred master. Because the saint master may be killed in battle, and a top-level sacrificial artifact of truly excellent quality may experience several masters without any damage.

The eight hundred old dwarves here have all forged top-level sacred artifacts, no wonder they can dominate in the Heavenly Soldier Valley and no one dares to provoke them.

An Xi woke up slowly under the rescue of a few eunuchs. He looked at Lin Qi and Yingqin bitterly, and muttered in a low voice: "The servant is incompetent, the servant is impolite. But these years, Mr. Hu Tu has taken a single step. Without stepping into the Valley of the Heavenly Soldiers, the insults of these dwarves will be taken by the servants alone. Oh, the servants have been scolded for four years since they were twelve years old!"

Lin Qi blinked his eyes desperately, Anxi, the little **** was very pitiful. No wonder the Imperial City gave him the position of the third-rank **** chief, and the chief **** of the Heaven Soldier Valley was specifically scolded in the sentiment? Those great eunuchs in the dynasty who are willing to come here to be scolded? Isn't it the unlucky thing that is the top tank like Anxi?

With a light cough, Lin Qi stepped forward.

As soon as he stepped forward, Vali stared at Lin Qi with wide-eyed eyes and touched the big beard on his face. Vali suddenly laughed: "Old brothers, there are new people! Hey, Xiao Bailian, you What's your name? What's your father's name? Where's your grandfather and grandmother? Our old brother can make up some jokes to make sure your little white face is dying!"

Another old dwarf with a black hair laughed wildly: "This kid doesn't speak anymore, maybe it's the new hapless guy again, right?"

Lin Qi coughed softly, and he said slowly: "I am not from Heavenly Soldier Valley, and I am not a subordinate of Craftsmanship. I am here to discuss something with you."

Vali looked at Lin Qi suspiciously. Out of the instinct of an old dwarf, he instinctively felt that Lin Qi was not a good crop. But he couldn't see how Lin Qi had any deterrence. After all, for these dwarves who were proficient in casting, even the emperor of the Blood Qin Empire had to be polite to them.

Lin Qi didn't bother to talk with these wild old dwarves, he pointed to the barrel, and then shook his finger forward.

The cask strode forward knowingly, and rushed to the front of Valli and the others in a few strokes. He lowered his head and glanced at the Valli and the others, who was only on his waist. The cask shouted: "The great and noble master is Come to subdue you, dwarfs, do you know Master Wine Barrel?"

The popularity of Valli and others turned black, "Dwarfs"? Some people call them shorty? Of course, the dwarves are not tall, but it's just like no one has ever dared to say the word'nigger' in front of the ancestral warriors of the Black Spirit Continent, and no one dared to say the word'dwarf' in front of the violent and warlike dwarves. Wording.

For certain races, some words are taboos for the entire race, and the term ‘dwarf’ is just such a word for dwarves.

"Asshole, go to hell!" Valli and the hundreds of old dwarves didn't even look at the sake barrel. They were so angry that they pulled out the sledge hammer on their backs and threw them at the barrel with all their strength. Although these old dwarves no longer have the power to forge magic weapons, they can still rely on their explosive power for a while to perform certain dwarf clan nirvana skills.

For example, "The Hammer of the God of War", this kind of concentrated vindictiveness burst out instantly, smashing their own warhammer out and damaging the enemy. Vali and the others are extremely skilled. They have all lived for more than five hundred years, and they have already mastered the combat skills of the dwarves. Hundreds of intense fires spurted out, smashing into the barrel like thunder.

The barrel was taken aback. The Hammer of the God of War was also a martial skill he was proficient in. He knew how destructive this combat skill that concentrated all the power of a dwarf broke out. But Barrel soon let go of their hearts, because Valli and the others are too weak. The strongest old dwarf is just the strength of the pinnacle of status. For today's Barrel, even his skin is hurt. Not really.

After laughing wildly, the body of the wine barrel suddenly swelled, his clothes exploded, and his body swelled to a height of ten meters. The stones and soil under the ground quickly melted and turned into magma spread on the wine barrel. On his body, a thick layer of magma armor was formed. A blazing gust of wind sprayed out all around, and the barrel opened his hands, and the warhammers that rushed forward from his chest.

The dull loud noise continued to sound, and one sledgehammer weighing a thousand pounds hit the barrel of the wine heavily.

But all the sledgehammers were melted by the high-temperature magma and turned into hot molten iron surging on the surface of the barrel. The barrel forcibly ate hundreds of sledgehammers that the old dwarves smashed crazy, and then roared like thunder: "Dwarfs, worship, according to the tradition of our great ancestor, unless you have another dwarf king , Otherwise, you will be my people!"

The violent heat spread out from the body of the barrel. He was so huge ten meters away, and Valli and the others were completely stunned. Tears kept rolling down from their presbyopic eyes, they finally watched What an incredible existence standing in front of him!

Dwarf King!

A dwarf king with the blood of ancient dwarves!

In the tradition of the dwarves, in the customs of the dwarves, one should be the king of the dwarves.

There is no other dwarf king in the Heavenly Soldier Valley, so when the Keg stands here, from this moment on, the Keg is the undisputed king of 300,000 households and more than 30 million dwarves in the Heavenly Soldier Valley. Unless a new dwarf king can defeat the keg, unless the keg is killed by the enemy, his orders can determine the life and death of all the dwarves in Heavenly Soldier Valley.

"God... Your majesty, please forgive our recklessness, please forgive our offense!"

Valli and the other old dwarves knelt on the ground crying, and bent down their belly with difficulty, touching the ground with their forehead. There was even a daring old dwarf who approached the barrel and wanted to touch the instep of the barrel with his forehead. The problem was that the instep of the guy in the barrel was covered by high-temperature lava, and the bold old dwarf was so hot that he screamed. , A large piece of flesh fell off his forehead, and the bones were exposed.

The barrel stretched out his hands, his heart was beating violently, and hot tears flowed down his face.

Since he activated the bloodline of the Dwarf King for the first time in the Dark Abyss God Prison, he has always dreamed of such a day-one day, he can return to the ground world, he can return to the hometown of the dwarves, he can get one Or the support of multiple dwarf tribes caused countless dwarf people to kneel before him. This is a scene that all dwarves dream of. This is a kind of persistence inherited in every dwarf's bloodline, a kind of ‘fate’ that all dwarves cannot abandon and cannot escape.

"I, the barrel, is your king!" The barrel shouted loudly.

Countless dwarves walked out of the countless forging workshops in the valley. Old dwarves walked in the front, young and strong dwarves walked in the middle, women and children walked in the back, all the dwarves lined up in a neat line. Gather here along the wide avenue of Tianbing Valley. A few tens of meters away from the barrel, the oldest dwarves knelt on the ground respectfully.

Behind the old dwarves, the dwarves knelt down.

All the dwarves greeted them, they knelt on the street, they knelt in the alleys, they knelt on the hillside, they knelt on the roofs of those workshops, they knelt down religiously, all the dwarves were crying, they There seemed to be something reliable and stable in the empty heart suddenly.

"Great, the blood from the ancient giant has been awakened in my body!" The barrel roared: "So, as the ancient holy dwarf king, I declare that this is the kingdom of my barrel, this land. , Is my territory, you are all my people, here, I call it..."

After a daze, the keg suddenly turned around and called to Lin Qi: "Great and terrifying master, what should this place be called?"

Lin Qi was dumbfounded, glared at the keg in annoyance, and then said in a low and powerful voice: "Tiger Valley! If you want to establish a country here and declare that this is your territory, then this is called Tiger Valley! Tiger-infested canyon!"

Lin Qi muttered in a low voice: "Cannibal canyon!"

The body of the wine barrel expanded quickly, and soon his body expanded to 50 meters away. His body was still rising. He tried his best to push the boiling blood in his body, and shouted hoarsely: "Here, from now on. From now on will be our land, our roots, and here is Tiger Valley!"

The blood and aura from the ancient giant in the barrel spread out in waves, quickly spreading throughout the valley of the heavenly soldiers.

Stimulated by this breath, tens of thousands of dwarves suddenly burst into a strong light that is unique to fighting Qi breakthrough. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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