When King Gunther arrived at the Wizard Union headquarters, he saw a low ranking wizard in a white robe waiting for him.
He had never been treated like this since he became the king of the dwarves. He was the king of the dwarves, and he was respected everywhere.
Before there were no demigods and gods, he would always bring a large number of followers with him to show the status of the dwarves.
It was not because he wanted to show off, but because he was the representative of the dwarves. The dwarves deserved to be respected for their hard work in this world.
However, today, he only saw a low ranking wizard in a white robe. He was not here to welcome him. He was here to lead the way.
King Gunther saw the low ranking wizard in a white robe bowed to him and led the way. They did not even speak.
This was caused by the difference in status. Although the wizard union didn't care about King Gunther, the wizard in the white cloak was nervous, which made King Gunther even angrier.
When King Gunther walked into the meeting room, his anger disappeared. He could feel the terrifying energy of a god-rank wizard in the room.
Although the 11 wizards did not purposely suppress King Gunther with their energy, a few of them were hostile because of what the dwarves had done. King Gunther could not handle the pressure they emitted.
"Dwarven King Gunther, welcome!" Wizard Nessmith sensed the nervousness of King Gunther, so he smiled.
"Greetings, Divine Magi!" King Gunther finally calmed down after hearing his words. He then bowed to the wizards and said, "Thank you, Lord Gunther.
"Dwarven King Gunther, the Wizard Union wants to confirm something with you!" Wizard Nesmith continued.
"Yes, sir wizard!" King Gunther's heart skipped a beat.
"The Wizard Union has always been very generous to the dwarves, and they are not stingy with their wizard inheritance. Dwarves can also enjoy the wizard inheritance just like humans, right?" Wizard Naesmith lowered his voice, "That's a fact, isn't it?"
The dwarves were nothing to the god-ranked wizards. If the wizard union didn't need a race like this, they wouldn't even care about the dwarves.
A race without any God-rank battle prowess couldn't even resist in front of them. How could such a race be valued by them?
As for the royalty of the dwarves, the king of the dwarves was useless in front of them.
Not to mention the Deity level, even the Demigod level had long transcended the mortal world. In front of them, the royal family was just an insignificant passerby in their lives. In front of the Immortal level, they were not even considered a ripple.
"Yes!" King Gunther could feel the powerful energy of Wizard Naysmith, so he could only bow.
He had a lot of things he wanted to say, and he had thought of a lot of things to say before coming here. However, when facing a god-ranked wizard, he realized that power was the foundation of everything.
"Then why are there so many dwarves who are followers of the God of Mound? Don't you know the God of Mound is the enemy of the wizard union?" Wizard Naysmith raised his voice.
"Mr. Naismith, the dwarfs did not ask us to believe in the God of Hill. That is our personal belief!" King Gunther finally sobered up, so he bowed and said.
"Personal belief?" Wizard Naismith laughed coldly and waved his hand, "The Wizard Union has made a decision. The dwarves must capture all the followers of the God of Hills and deal with them according to how they worship the evil god!" The wizard union had its own rules for evil gods. As long as they were not recognized by the wizard union, they were evil gods.
Since War God Doff and Thief God Milton were recognized by the Wizard Union, they were the true gods of this world. No one would be blamed for believing in them.
The wizard union did not want to give those evil gods a chance to rise again, so they made a rule that no one was allowed to follow them.
However, this rule was made way too early. It had been thousands of years since the Wizard Union ruled the world. Before War God Doff, there was almost no chance for this rule to be used, so many people didn't even remember this rule existed.
This was an ancient rule. Perhaps only god-ranked Magi would remember this rule.
King Gunther's face changed. He remembered something he had read before. Wizard Naismith's casual words were filled with endless killing intent.
According to the way people believed in the Evil God were dealt with, they would be burned at the stake, and the believers would be burned to death.
"Mr. Naysmith, the dwarves can expel these followers from the central continent and send them to the subcontinent!" King Gunther bowed.
"Remember, this is not a negotiation. This is an order from the wizard union!" Wizard Naysmith lowered his voice.
As a matter of fact, the wizard union didn't know how many followers the dwarves had. Even the dwarves' informants only said that there were a lot of followers of the God of Mound.
What they didn't know was that the number of followers of the God of Mound had already reached 2 million, and it was still increasing.
If the dwarves burned all 2 million of them to death, the dwarves would be finished. Most of the followers of the God of Mound were elites of the dwarves, such as blacksmiths, wizards, and alchemists.
If all of them were burned to death, there would be no point for the dwarves to exist. They would not be able to maintain their power anymore.
A race that had lost a lot of strength but had a lot of wealth. A lot of other forces would treat them as a piece of fat meat and crazily come to plunder them.
Dwarven King Gunther had seen a lot of forces that disappeared in history. They had been weakened like this until they were wiped out.
"Mr. Naysmith, I can't accept your order!" King Gunther stood up and said firmly.
He had no way out. Instead of betraying 2 million dwarves and letting them live on and be swallowed by other forces, he might as well go against it from the beginning.
"Naysmith, you are too nice to the dwarves. Even a little dwarf king dares to talk back to you!" Wizard Hawthorne laughed coldly.
"Although the dwarves are still useful to the wizard union, if they dare to go against the order of the wizard union, then there is no need for them to exist!" Wizard Mosley said coldly.
Dwarf King Gunther stood there with a cold heart. The dwarves had contributed a lot to the wizard union since they joined. Almost all the large structures were built by the dwarves.
Many dwarves died on the frontline. Wherever the most dangerous place was, there would be dwarves.
The dwarves did inherit the wizard profession, but most of the wizard resources, especially the top wizard resources, were in the hands of the wizard union.
There were very few legendary wizards among the dwarves in all these years. Wizard Faraday's recent promotion was not helped by the Wizard Union, but by Abel.
"Gunther, have you made up your mind?" Wizard Naysmith lowered his voice with a murderous gaze.
He gave an order to King Gunther, but King Gunther rejected it in front of the other 10 wizards. This made him lose a lot of face.
"Mr., please let the dwarves go!" King Gunther bowed and begged.
"Hmph!" Wizard Naysmith grunted coldly. As he grunted, a powerful energy landed on King Gunther's body and destroyed his soul.
King Gunther was an elite wizard. When his soul was destroyed and the soul beam was about to be generated, Wizard Nasmith's real world unleashed a suction force and sucked the soul beam into it.
"Half God Wizard Brennan, gather your forces and surround the dwarves tomorrow morning. Capture all the followers of the God of Mound and elect a new king. This time, make sure the new king is obedient!" Wizard Naismith said to Half God Wizard Brennan who was working in his office.
Half God Wizard Brennan immediately flashed to the meeting room and saw King Gunther's lifeless body on the ground. His eyes were filled with shock.
The dwarves were the backbone of the wizard union in terms of forging, construction, and magic circles. If their king was killed in the wizard union headquarter, the dwarves would go crazy.
Perhaps the god-ranked wizards didn't know the temperament of the dwarves, but as the vice president, how could he not know about it?
The stubbornness of the dwarves was terrifying. King Gunther was able to suppress the voices of the dwarves, so the situation was stable.
"It will take a lot of forces to surround the dwarves. I don't think one day is enough!" Half God Wizard Brennan said helplessly.
The dwarves were not a small race. It would take at least tens of thousands of wizards to surround them, and that was only for the Iron Furnace Fort.
"Gather all the legends and demigods. We need to show the world that the wizard union is the master of the world!" Wizard Hawthorne lowered his voice.
"Yes, master!" Half God Wizard Brennan bowed. In the palace of the dwarves, a young dwarf in a golden robe spat out a mouthful of blood as he looked at the cracked crystal in front of him.
"Young master, what's wrong with you?" The dwarf servant at the side cried out in alarm. As he screamed, a shadow appeared beside Job. It was Wizard Faraday. He had been staying in the palace to protect Job.
However, when he appeared, he saw the cracked crystal at first glance, and his eyes were filled with shock. That crystal was a secret spell of the dwarves. The cracked crystal represented the death of King Gunther.
"Father!" Job couldn't help but cry.
"Job, you can't stay here. Come with me to a place and come back when it's safe!" Wizard Faraday lowered his voice.
King Gunther was killed in the Wizard Union headquarter, so it was clear what this meant. If even King Gunther was killed, the wizard union was going to make a move on the dwarves.
Abel was the only hope for the dwarfs. Even if he couldn't get involved in the conflict between the Wizard Union and the dwarfs, he still had to protect Job.
He knew the wizard union would not let Job live. As long as the bloodline of the dwarves was still alive, the dwarves would not listen to other leaders.
"No, I want revenge!" Job yelled with bloodshot eyes. Wizard Faraday did not try to persuade him. Instead, he directly knocked him out and carried him in his hand.
"Iron Furnace Spirit, King Gunther was killed by the wizard union. The Iron Furnace Fort is preparing for war!" He took Job to the room where the Iron Furnace Spirit was hiding and lowered his voice.
The Iron Furnace Spirit began to glow, and the entire Iron Furnace Fort began to emit an ear-piercing alarm. Wizard Faraday did not stop. He didn't know when the wizard union would make a move on the dwarves, but no matter what, he had promised King Gunther to keep his bloodline alive.
He arrived at the teleportation circle room next to him. There was an anonymous teleportation circle here. Luckily he had used it before. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to use the wizard union's teleportation circle network. The Wizard Union must be monitoring the dwarves' teleportation circle.
With a flash of white light from the anonymous teleportation circle, he arrived at the teleportation circle of the Moon Goddess Temple of the elves.
He knew one thing for sure. If there was another teleportation circle that could directly enter the golden castle, it would be the one here.
"I want to see Sainte Lorraine majesty!" Wizard Faraday bowed to a female temple Druil.
The female temple druid looked at him and saw the dwarf in his hand. She guessed the urgency of the situation and quickly ran away.
Soon, Sainte Lorraine arrived at Wizard Faraday's place with a few big Druil.
"Sainte Lorraine majesty!" No matter how anxious Wizard Faraday was, he still bowed when he saw Sainte Lorraine.
This Sainte Lorraine was related to the fate of the dwarves. She was also the fastest way to see Abel.
"Wizard Faraday, what's the matter?" Sainte Lorraine bowed back. It was not that Sainte Lorraine was being rude. She was representing the goddess of the moon, and a slight bow was already giving Wizard Faraday face.
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