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Chapter 546

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After getting a positive answer from Sui Xiong, the Rune God hurried away happily. It seemed that he was going to rush back to the Mountain of Eternity, the God's Kingdom of the dwarf gods, to discuss cooperation with the other gods.

This was a show of sincerity, and Sui Xiong was very happy.

But on second thought, he felt a little puzzled. What was the value of this iron armor that could resist the Great Disintegration Spell? Was it worth the dwarf gods to jump out and cooperate with him in this critical moment?

As the saying went, if you couldn't solve the internal affairs, you could ask Baidu; if you couldn't solve the external affairs, you could ask Google. Sui Xiong now had neither Baidu nor Google, but he knew some well-informed friends.

The God of Water Elements had lived a long time, so he had seen a lot; the God of Pleasure had many friends, so he had a lot of knowledge.

It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with history, so naturally, he should ask Javier, the God of Pleasure, who had many friends and connections.

Javier listened carefully to Sui Xiong's narrative and asked about some details. He nodded while listening, and finally laughed.

"No problem," he said. "My friend, the sincerity of the dwarves is beyond doubt, and their need for your new armor is also beyond doubt."

"But why?"

"It's a long story." Javier smiled and made tables, chairs, and wine glasses, and filled each other's glasses. "We can talk while drinking."

The thing was that as a brave and good race, the dwarves were very powerful. But because of their poor talent in magic control, there was always a big gap in the field of spellcasters. As was known to all, spellcasters were indispensable in wars, especially large-scale wars. To put it more seriously, an army that lacked the support of enough spellcasters would have a fatal flaw when encountering a high-intensity battle.

In order to solve this problem, the dwarves put forward an interesting idea. They couldn't let a large number of spellcasters emerge among their people, so they should study how to fight against the spellcasters!

Based on this idea, they finally developed a special troop class, the Dwarf Spell Breaker.

This was a type of Rune Mage. They wore heavy armor that had been specially processed and had a strong resistance to magic. Moreover, they also had a certain amount of casting ability. At critical moments, they could rely on runes to cast a few of the most important spells, which was enough to deal with all kinds of situations.

With the help of runic spells, the dwarven spellbreakers would charge into the enemy formation like a ferocious tiger once they entered the battlefield, disrupting the enemy formation. Or they would directly launch a surprise attack on the enemy's spellcaster troops. Even if the spellcasters were lucky enough to escape, they would not be able to provide help to their comrades. Thus, they would drag each other into the situation of "no spell support".

In this case, the dwarves were not afraid of any enemy!

But the Dwarf Spell Breakers also had their fatal weakness, which was that they could not resist Mage's Disjunction.

Indeed, Mage's Disjunction was a high-level spell. Those who could cast this spell were at least high-level mages. In the middle and low-level battles, there was no need to worry about this.

But … there was no need to use the dwarf Spell Breakers in a mid-to-low-level battle. Once this rare troop type was mobilized, it would definitely be a crucial battle.

In such a critical battle, it was absolutely not difficult for the enemy to gather a few high-level mages to cast Mage's Disjunction ten times or so.

Mage's Disjunction could be used on a single person to strengthen its power, but it could also be used on a range to form a powerful spell area. For the Spell Breakers wearing heavy magic armor, if they were directly hit by Mage's Disjunction, they would naturally die directly. Even if they only stayed in the range of Mage's Disjunction for a few seconds, it would be a huge loss. They could probably resist the damage of Mage's Disjunction with their strong physique and God's blessing because this spell was not very harmful to living creatures. But their armor could not. That kind of special armor that could resist most spells would be completely damaged and fall apart.

Without armor, the dwarf Spell Breakers were nothing more than a group of powerful warriors who were also Rune Mages. What was worse was that they would be unarmed. Whether it was runes or weapons, they would be destroyed by Mage's Disjunction.

The Kingdom of Dwarfs was located in the middle of the Mountain of Broken Clouds, bordering the Kingdom of Eagle, the Duchy of Griffon, the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs, and the Ancient Forest. In the past, they had a series of wars with the elves. Later, when the elves declined, they fought with the humans who came later. In previous wars, the dwarf Spell Breakers had made outstanding contributions, but their losses were also very heavy. After every attack, less than one in ten would come back alive.

What was worse was that with the improvement of magic technology, the difficulty of casting Mage's Disjunction was also decreasing. In the past, only mages close to the legendary level could cast this spell. Now, because of the demands of war, this spell was constantly being specially researched. In the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs, there was already a method that allowed mages who had just stepped into the high-level realm to cast this spell smoothly through special arrays and instruments.

With the "popularization" of Mage's Disjunction, the Kingdom of Dwarfs was losing ground on high-end battlefields. Their warriors were brave. They were not afraid of enemies or sacrifice, but courage alone was not enough. In the past hundred years, much of the Kingdom of Dwarfs' territory had been attacked and occupied by the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs, and the number of dwarf warriors who had sacrificed their lives was innumerable.

Not long before Sui Xiong had landed, the Kingdom of Dwarfs and the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs had a fierce battle. The dwarfs were defeated, and even the current king of the dwarfs had died on the battlefield. He himself was a dwarf Spell Breaker, and at the most critical moment of the battle, he had led more than twenty Spell Breakers to charge together in an attempt to break through the mages of the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs. However, he had died under Mage's Disjunction.

In fact, if it hadn't been for the turmoil in the Main Plane these past few years, the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs would have already launched another attack on the Mountain of Broken Clouds.

In any case, there were only two directions for their expansion: either the Mountain of Broken Clouds or the Ancient Forest. The former required them to fight dwarfs, and the latter required them to fight elves. For humans, it was the same.

The dwarf gods were naturally worried about this, but they didn't have any good ideas. Of course, they could bestow more God's Grace and promote more priests and Sacred Warriors, but the dwarfs' talent was there for all to see. In a competition between spellcasters, there was absolutely no way they could win against humans.

They could also try to roll up their sleeves and fight in person, but they would have to face the human gods. Not to mention anything else, when faced with the former God of Vengeance and the current God of Light, none of them had the confidence to resist.

In this way, the dwarf gods were left with the last choice, which was to take the people who believed in them away from the Main Plane and migrate to another world. Like many races who had been defeated in the struggle for hegemony in the Main Plane, they would find a world far away from the Main Plane to settle down, and silently lick their wounds like wounded beasts.

However, that would mean that their people would lose the favorable conditions of the Main Plane. Not to mention anything else, research had already proven that if a race from the Main Plane settled down in another plane, not only would their fertility greatly decrease, but their population would also slowly deteriorate.

In other words, moving away was tantamount to slow suicide.

Of course, the situation in the Kingdom of Dwarfs hadn't reached the most critical moment yet. Relying on the geographical advantage of the Mountain of Broken Clouds, they could still be entangled with the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs for a while. Perhaps hundreds of years, perhaps thousands of years … However, if they couldn't solve the problem of being unable to resist the Mage's Disjunction, they would just die sooner or later.

Perhaps the dwarfs could also learn from the gnomes, abandon their country, and spread their race to various parts of the Main Plane. But that was not in line with their culture, their traditions, and their values. They weren't willing to do that until they were at the end of the line.

"Under such circumstances, they saw this special armor of yours." Javier drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, then picked up the bottle, only to find that it was already empty. He could only sigh regretfully. "You can imagine how much they value this armor that can resist the Mage's Disjunction and make up for the last shortcoming of the dwarf spellbreakers, so that the Kingdom of Dwarfs can resist the invasion of the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs!"

"If you ask me, the Rune God only talked about cooperation, which is obviously a bit conservative. Maybe next, the dwarf gods will discuss the design and manufacture of this armor with you in detail, and finally complete some samples … When the samples are completed and the performance is confirmed, that's when they will really make a big bet! "

Javier stood up with a smile. "When that time comes, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as cooperation. I'm guessing that it's an 'alliance'. "

Sui Xiong thought about it and couldn't help but frown.

The dwarfs and humans were at war, and the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs' attack on the Mountain of Broken Clouds was obviously backed by the human gods.

Was he really going to support the dwarf gods and make an enemy of the human gods?

He was a little hesitant.

Saying goodbye to Javier, who had run out of wine and conversation, Sui Xiong fell into deep thought.

He thought, weighed, and wondered what he should do.

But he couldn't make up his mind.

After much consideration, he decided to gather the core members of the church to discuss this matter.

A group discussion might not be a particularly good idea, but at least it wouldn't be too bad.

The higher-ups of the Church of the Void Mask received Sui Xiong's oracle and quickly gathered to hold this impromptu meeting.

At the meeting, Sui Xiong explained the cause and effect of this matter in detail, and then asked for everyone's opinion.

"It's not worth it." The Archbishop, Leon Igor, shook his head first. "The dwarf gods obviously can't beat the human gods. It's not wise to offend the human gods in order to win them over."

"Actually, it's not impossible," the Captain of the Legion said. "His Majesty's power is enough to make up for the gap between the dwarf gods and the human gods, and with His Majesty's allies … the advantages and disadvantages will be reversed."

"But that will cost us a lot," Gray Igor said. He was so old that even his movements were a little sluggish. "A very high price!"

The chief mage, Satan, laughed. "The price is not the problem. The problem is, is the friendship and alliance of the dwarfs worth us paying such a high price?"

"Actually, it's not bad. All along, although His Majesty has been very powerful, both the Church of the Void Mask and the Republic of Northwest have lacked sufficient deterrence. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to show our deterrence, there will be a lot less trouble in the future, "said Palin, who had replaced Satan as the head of the mage corps because he was in seclusion.

This statement made many people's eyes light up, and the head of the medical corps, Steele, immediately expressed her support. She said bluntly that to show their power, they had to fight, and fighting would not only kill people, but also cause a lot of damage. If they had to fight anyway, it would be better to go to someone else's house rather than fight in front of their own house. Even if something was broken, it wouldn't make people feel bad.

The Republic's Great Governor, Felix, also agreed. In order to show their strength, they had to find an opponent to fight. Going to the Mountain of Broken Clouds to fight with the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs would put more pressure on the logistics, but at least it wouldn't damage the Republic's infrastructure.

The chief instructor of espionage, Easter, who had just joined the core circle, considered the problem from another angle. He said, "Our Republic is a country that advocates openness and tolerance. This makes the races of our country's residents very chaotic, whether it's orcs or humans, pygmies or dwarves, even mechanical people from other worlds, or even magical beasts … As long as they have good intentions, we welcome them to join our country and become our brothers and sisters. This kind of national policy is in conflict with the guiding ideology of the human race, the dwarf race, and even any race on the continent. So I think we should help those relatively weak races to create a positive image of ourselves. As for those powerful races … anyway, contradictions between them are inevitable. Even if we compromise now, do we really have to change our national policy in the future to cater to their preferences? "

This statement made many people fall into deep thought. Even Sui Xiong hadn't considered this aspect, and for a moment, everyone was thinking silently.

After a while, Leon sighed and said, "Helping the weak to fight against the strong will cost you a lot. Really, a lot. I admit that you're right. Even if we don't help the dwarves, as the human god system gradually forms a hegemony, sooner or later it will become a threat to the Republic. But … no matter what, at least there are the orcs in front of us! We don't have to pay the price so quickly! "

"Now is a good time," Easter said. "Now is the time to pay the price, and the price will be relatively small."

"You've been talking for a long time, but I don't really understand." The first beauty of the East Coast, Casari Riley, the City Lord of Garth City, who many people privately called the "Vase," asked in distress. "In general, you want to help the dwarves fight against the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs, right? Then I want to ask, I won't say anything bad about losing, but if we win, what exactly will we get? Be specific. "

Regarding this question, everyone was discussing it, but no one came to a conclusion.

At this time, Gerald stood up.

"What do you get by asking? In my opinion, the most important thing is to get kindness and justice! "Sui Xiong's first believer said seriously." We all know His Majesty's character. If He was really a god who only had interests in his eyes, then most of us wouldn't have had the chance to live until now, and we wouldn't have had the chance to sit here.

"Helping the weak and resisting invasion, as the beneficiaries of His Majesty's various acts of kindness and justice, what position do we have to question this?"

He turned to look at Sui Xiong, clenched his right hand into a fist, and placed it in front of his chest where his heart was.

"Your Majesty! Please give the order. For your glory, the knights are fearless! "

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