"Heh heh, now you know how powerful I am …" Perhaps because he hadn't spoken to anyone for too long, Moradin seemed particularly excited at this time. After showing off proudly, he started chatting with Lin Li with great interest. "By the way, how did you get the Brand Of Dusk?"
"Brand Of Dusk?" Lin Li was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little baffled. "What is that?"
"Hell, you don't have the Brand Of Dusk?" Moradin cursed, sounding a little exasperated. "Then how did you get through the Gates of Ashes?"
"What is the Gates of Ashes …?" Lin Li scratched his head. Just as he was in a daze, he suddenly remembered the moment when he passed through the colorful light. His expression froze, and he raised his right hand in disbelief. He flashed the Torrent of Elements Ring that was flickering with a faint light. "You … Is this the Brand of Dusk you mentioned?"
"Yes, yes …" As soon as the Torrent of Elements Ring flashed, Moradin let out a cry of surprise. For a moment, even his speech was a little incoherent. "It's really with you, the Brand Of Dusk is really with you. God … I'm saved, I'm finally saved …"
"This thing is very important to you?" Lin Li glanced at Moradin strangely. Due to being overly agitated, the strange hammer was trembling slightly.
"Too important!" After a long time, Moradin suddenly said, "Kid, let's make a deal!"
"What deal?"
"The Brand Of Dusk is very important to me. I need to borrow it. Don't worry, I won't lend it for nothing. In exchange, I can help you get a powerful piece of magical equipment." At this point, Moradin asked casually, "By the way, you should be a warrior, right?"
Lin Li glanced at the Fire Salamandrid leather armor on his body, and nodded quietly. "Yes."
"Well, as long as you are willing to lend me the Brand Of Dusk, I will help you get a weapon forged by the Iron Dwarves."
"This …" Lin Li was a little hesitant. It was not that he was unwilling to lend it, but the key was that he could not figure out what Moradin wanted to do.
Seeing Lin Li remain silent for a long time, Moradin was a little anxious. "Two pieces of magical equipment, one weapon, and one armor. That should be enough, right?"
"Let me think …"
Half an hour passed, and Lin Li was still considering.
Moradin couldn't wait any longer. "Hey, have you made up your mind?"
"Don't be hasty. This is a big deal. I need to think about it carefully …" Lin Li had indeed not thought it through. If it were in the past, he would have lent the Brand of Dusk without hesitation. After all, it was just a loan, and he would not suffer any losses. In exchange for two pieces of magical equipment forged by the Dark Iron Dwarves, he could not come across such a good deal often.
However, this time, Lin Li was really hesitant.
The encounter today was too strange. Be it the colorful light or the palace floating in the sky, everything was filled with a strange aura. Lin Li had to be extra cautious when making a choice.
"By the way, Moradin, have you been here for the past 1,200 years?"
"Well, that's right …" After Moradin finished speaking, he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, what did you just say? One thousand two hundred years? You mean, one thousand two hundred years have passed? "
"Yes, it's been 1,200 years since the Dark Age. Why, don't you know?"
"Damn it … It's been so long." After Moradin grumbled for a while, he curiously asked Lin Li, "Is the war over?"
"It's long over. All the High Elves, including Osric, are finished. Now, it's humans who rule Anril."
"What about the Dark Iron Dwarves?"
"There are no Dark Iron Dwarves …" Lin Li shook his head, and told Moradin everything he had read in the book. "The Dark Iron Dwarves were exterminated at the beginning of the war. There hasn't been a living Dark Iron Dwarf in Anril for 1,200 years."
"Strange, didn't a group of Dark Iron Dwarves escape before the Magic Legion appeared? Could it be that they were also …" Moradin's voice sounded like he was talking to himself.
"I'm afraid this group of Dark Iron Dwarves did not escape from the Magic Legion …" Lin Li did not say this casually.
Everyone knew that the Dark Iron Dwarves were natural blacksmiths. They had an innate talent for forging. Almost every adult Dark Iron Dwarf could reach the level of a senior blacksmith. If they could really escape, how could there be no rumors about them in Anril for the past 1,200 years?
After 1,200 years, no matter how bad the talent of this group of Dark Iron Dwarves was, there should be dozens of Smithing Masters, right?
Once there was a Master-level blacksmith, unless they were isolated from the world for 1,200 years, it was impossible to have no rumors at all. Just look at Alanna now. What did the Sword Sage of the Storm rely on to become famous in Felan? In addition to his own powerful strength, at least more than half of the reason was that he was a Master-level blacksmith.
If there really was such a group of Dark Iron Dwarves, how could the Marathon Family be so arrogant? They would have long been suppressed by a large group of Smithing Masters.
"That's strange. I clearly remember that they had escaped …"
"Maybe they were found again later …" Lin Li did not have much interest in the life and death of the Dark Iron Dwarves, and did not want to continue to dwell on it. After mentioning it casually, he changed the topic to another place.
Perhaps it was because it had something to ask of him, but Moradin could be said to answer every question in the conversation. No matter what Lin Li asked, as long as it knew, it could almost give a satisfactory answer.
From the conquest of the Dark Iron Dwarves to the establishment of the Eternal Furnace, Lin Li had read most of the stories in books. But how could it compare to hearing Moradin tell it personally? Those were all its personal experiences. Whether it was the details of the stories or the degree of reality, they were far from comparable to books.
All kinds of inside stories were told, and Lin Li was stunned.
No one knew why Osric was interested in forging, and no one knew why he wanted to build the Eternal Furnace. Everything seemed like a farce. The Highlord suddenly thought of studying forging, and then there was the tragedy of the Dark Iron Dwarves …
The Magic Legion descended from the sky on lightning, conquered the Dark Iron Dwarves overnight, and took away their sacred relic, Mjolnir, that had been passed down for thousands of years.
At this point, Moradin laughed shamelessly. "Heh heh, actually, I'm fine. Anyway, it's just a sacred relic to the Dark Iron Dwarves. It's a good thing to follow Osric. At least I can come into contact with more precious magical metals …"
"…" Lin Li rolled his eyes, thinking that this guy had the talent to be a traitor.
In the years that followed, Moradin did come into contact with countless precious magical metals. With Osric's power and status, he could get almost all the magical metals he wanted, including the Infernal Magic Iron that even Lin Li coveted.
Then came the construction of the Eternal Furnace. Moradin followed Osric and participated in almost the entire construction process. Today, 1,200 years later, there was probably no one who knew the Eternal Furnace better than it.
Lin Li did not guess wrongly. The Eternal Furnace had indeed adopted the technology of the Sky Castle. The magical crystal of a fire element Wyrm provided the source of power for the Eternal Furnace to operate. The incomparably complex mageweaths intersected with each other, and they mutually restricted and influenced each other, maximizing the purest fire element. The entire Eternal Furnace was like a precise machine. Even the slightest mistake could cause the entire project to go to waste.
The technology used in the process had exceeded the limits of human power. Even the amazing Osric could not complete it alone. In order to build the Eternal Furnace, he used almost all the manpower and material resources at hand. In those short three years, the money Osric squandered was enough to buy the whole Felan Kingdom today.
"Do you see that corridor in front? From there, it'll take about ten minutes to reach the core area of the Eternal Furnace. There's a real furnace there. There's no flame or smoke, only the purest fire magical element. It's directly provided by the magical crystal of the wyrm. The magical metals smelted by it are almost perfect, and there won't be any impurities. "
"Look at the other side. There's a showroom there that's specially used to store Osric's works. To be honest, this bastard was really a genius. The magical equipment he forged were all at the level of a Master. It's a pity that he died too early. If he had lived for a few more years, he might have become another Guru Blacksmith."
"So powerful?"
Lin Li was shocked. He was about to open the door to take a look, but was stopped by Moradin. "Don't go, you're unlucky. You came too late. As early as 1,200 years ago, these things had been transported away by him, including those precious ores and those piles of gold and silver treasures."
"…" This time, Lin Li finally understood.
He still remembered that when he was in Jarrosus, Gerian had once told him about this. In his later years, the Highlord had taken some wrong medicine, and actually built a huge tomb for himself. Now that Moradin mentioned it, Lin Li suddenly remembered that most of the things that had been moved from here had been transported to that tomb. Burying valuables with the dead was not just a human custom …
"Otherwise, I could give you two." As Moradin spoke, he finally lost his patience. "Hey, have you thought about it or not? Are you going to lend me the Brand of Dusk or not? Can you give me an answer? I won't treat you badly. Two powerful magical equipment in exchange for a use. You have to think it through. It was forged by the Dark Iron Dwarves. Don't regret it if you miss this opportunity! "
"It's not a problem to lend it to you, but I'm not interested in magical equipment …"
"Then what are you interested in?"
Lin Li had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. He chuckled, and finally revealed his purpose. "Heh heh, to tell you the truth, I'm very interested in the magical crystal of the Fire Wyrm you mentioned. If you can get it for me, I can even give you this Brand of Dusk, not to mention lending it to you …"
"That won't do!" Moradin refused, and resolutely refused Lin Li. "That magical crystal of the Fire Wyrm is not only the source of power for the Eternal Furnace, but also maintains the operation of the entire Void World. Without it, the Void World will collapse immediately. By then, not only will the Eternal Furnace disappear, even you and I are afraid …"
"What Void World?" Lin Li was stunned.
"Bloody hell …" Moradin cursed, and sounded exasperated. "Haven't you noticed that this is not the original world at all?"
"…" Moradin's words finally made Lin Li think of a possibility. For a moment, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty. "You … You mean, the location of the Eternal Furnace is actually in some Dimensional Space?"
"Duh …"
"F * ck …" Lin Li almost went crazy on the spot. "Then how do I get out?"
"Hmph, that's up to me!"
"Up to you?"
"That's right. Lend me the Brand of Dusk, and I'll naturally have a way to get you out."
"Really …" Lin Li glanced at it with some suspicion in his eyes.
"I'll tell you the truth. The Brand of Dusk is equivalent to the key to the Gates of Ashes. Only by mastering this key can you travel freely between the two worlds. Otherwise, you'll be burned to ashes by the Gates of Ashes."
"The Gates of Ashes …" Hearing this, Lin Li thought of the colorful light again, and his face turned pale for a moment. "Is the Gates of Ashes you mentioned a colorful light?"
"You've seen its power?"
"Indeed …" Lin Li nodded. He had indeed seen the power of the Gates of Ashes. A level-15 magical beast was turned into ashes in an instant. Such power was at least at the Legendary-level.
"It's good that you've seen it. Now, you should have thought it through, right?"
"I've thought it through." Lin Li nodded honestly, and then said something that almost made Moradin die of anger. "I've decided not to lend it to you anymore."
"F * ck!" Moradin was so angry that he almost jumped up. "Damn it, kid, how dare you make fun of me?"
"You can lie to me for half a day, why can't I make fun of you? Why don't you give me a reason … "
"How did I lie to you?" Although Moradin's tone was tough, there was a hint of guilt in its voice.
"How did you lie to me?" Lin Li slowly bent down and held Moradin in his hand again. "Yes, the Brand of Dusk is indeed the key to the Gates of Ashes, but I'm afraid you're not borrowing the Brand of Dusk just to pass through the Gates of Ashes, are you?"
"I …"
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