In the western region of the Dwarf Kingdom.
Mountain ranges and plains intersected.
The hollowed out mountain ranges were the capital cities of the Dwarf Kingdom. From high up in the sky, one could see a steel gate that was always open.
The cities on the plains were built with white stones. They were the residences of ordinary Dwarves.
At this moment, in the cities of the Iron Fist Dwarf Kingdom, the sounds of smithing, roars, and armors colliding could be heard.
One by one, the gates of the cities opened. Dwarves in pitch-black armor, armed with war hammers and swords, gradually gathered together.
The Dwarf women and children held hands and looked at their men with complicated gazes as they walked past them.
The Dwarf warriors did not linger. They sang loud and clear songs and walked steadily towards the battlefield that did not belong to them.
Rumble.
Behind them, there was a cloud of smoke and dust. Seven or eight cavalry legions riding magical beast goats, accompanied by the breathing of the dwarven warriors and the running of the goats, quickly overtook these infantry legions and rushed towards the border.
The three Dwarf Kingdoms each sent 100,000 soldiers to support the Desert Kingdom.
This included the Dwarf Goat Cavalry Legion and their war chariot legion.
Most of the places where the western region and southern region intersected were plains and deserts.
Cavalry.
They were the main forces on the battlefield.
It was a war between kingdoms.
It was about to start.
The Dwarves were going to participate in the war between the Human kingdoms!
At the same time, in the Red Fire Kingdom.
"The Death Legion of the City of Dawn is here," the guard of the Teleportation Hall suddenly shouted.
Then.
White lights flashed.
The Teleportation Hall was quickly filled with chosen ones.
Many confused NPCs had heard of the Death Legion. They immediately hid in a corner and drew circles. They were afraid of provoking these fearless fellows.
When the players heard the name Death Legion, they just laughed and followed Prince William out of the hall like a swarm of bees.
At this moment.
Many guards of the Red Fire Kingdom stood on the street. The leader was none other than the son of Marquis Bryan, whom William had saved.
Five years had passed, and Bryan, who also had Legendary bloodline, had officially become a Marquis. He had reached the Epic level.
Brian was wearing a helmet and armor, with a long saber hanging from his waist. His appearance was no longer as childish as before. All these years, he was either fighting and killing at the border and the Desert Kingdom, or he was the little marquis of Royal City's brothel. It seemed that he had grown a lot both physically and mentally.
However, when the other guards saw the players, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, trying to figure out how they were different from them and how they could be revived.
What happened?
Hanging Big Brother?
Or not?
Hmm, probably not.
This was because they had never heard of the Chosen Ones having the habit of going to brothels. More importantly, they were all single men without children or wives.
It must be a group of people without a hanger.
Otherwise, why would only the Chosen One be resurrected? Yes, that must be it. The Undead Race did not need reproductive organs.
When the tall and mighty Bryan saw William, he smiled and walked over to give William a big hug. He smiled and said, "It's good that you're here. The domestic border is under great pressure. Without the support of the City of Dawn, we won't be able to withstand the attacks."
"Isn't that an exaggeration? Didn't King Vikru say that the war would only start after one or two years?" William patted Bryan's shoulder, indicating for him to let go of him.
Bryan nodded and turned to walk alongside William. At the same time, he said, "The Desert Kingdom already knows of our relationship. If the war breaks out, the City of Dawn will definitely come to help.
"The five years of war at the extreme north was their best opportunity." Because the Desert Kingdom doesn't have many reinforcements.
"The Desert Kingdom was prepared to attack.
"In the end, due to internal reasons, the Desert Kingdom delayed until now.
"His Majesty thinks that the Desert Kingdom has missed the opportunity to attack. With your reinforcements, the Desert Kingdom will definitely lose.
"But … among the seven Dwarf Kingdoms, the Iron Fist Kingdom, the Hardbeard Kingdom, and the Earthfire Kingdom have each sent 100,000 elite soldiers to support the Desert Kingdom."
At this point,
Bryan clenched his fists tightly. "These Dwarf Kingdoms in the western region are next to the Desert Kingdom. They once had business dealings with each other." But I didn't expect them to be able to persuade those stubborn Dwarves to send their troops. "
"The three Dwarf Kingdoms sent their troops at the same time?" William frowned. He vaguely sensed that this group of Dwarves was not that simple.
Because he vaguely remembered that the three Dwarf Kingdoms had not assisted the Desert Kingdom in his previous life.
In addition, the Dwarves and the Humans did not have a good relationship. To persuade them to send their troops, it was not as simple as benefits.
Richer than the Humans?
Tsk, tsk. Compared to the Dwarves, who were all mining experts, the Humans were no match. Who knew how many magical metal mines the Dwarves had hidden?
The seven Dwarf Kingdoms were all located in the westernmost part of the Legendary continent. They were connected and could support each other. They usually lived in the western continent and rarely appeared in the eastern, southern, and eastern regions. Even if there were Dwarves, they were usually Dwarf tribes left behind from the second era. They had little to do with the seven Dwarf Kingdoms.
William stroked his chin. He did not say that the Dwarf Kingdoms sent their troops. It seemed that he and Odom were the reason.
The Dwarves were afraid that after he helped the Red Fire Kingdom conquer the Desert Kingdom, he would help Odom return to the Lonely Mountain.
In the western region.
Besides the Sunset Empire, there was only one Human Kingdom, as well as some Grand Duchies and small Duchies. The rest of the land was divided among the seven Dwarf Kingdoms.
There was a large plain in the southwest corner that was uninhabited. Neither Dwarves nor Humans had set foot in that area.
Because there was a mountain in the westernmost part of that plain.
Lonely Mountain.
As the name suggested.
On the grassland with a radius of millions of square kilometers, there was only this Lonely Mountain facing the sea.
It was rumored that this mountain towered into the clouds and was as large as a God's Mountain.
The Lonely Mountain was the former hometown of Odom with Wavy Blonde hair.
After the collapse of the Lonely Mountain, the Dwarf clan, Heavy Hammer, fled all the way to the southern region. Taking advantage of the fact that other Dwarves did not dare to go deep into the Blackleaf Forest, they fled all the way to the east. That was how William and Odom met.
"Where's His Majesty? Let's meet him first." William did not think about it anymore. Things had changed too much. The war between the two Human Kingdoms had suddenly involved the Dwarves and the City of Dawn.
Tsk, tsk.
If he included the Seraphkin and Elves, even if he did not include the War of the Five Armies, he would have four races.
William arrived at the palace.
A total of 800,000 players were the vanguard. They had rushed here with William. At this moment, they were wandering around the palace, trying to find some small missions to complete.
Even though there were many players, when facing the Desert Kingdom and the three Dwarf Kingdoms, they had no advantage at all. It was even more difficult than facing the Orc Empire.
Not to mention that the Orc Empire had not gone all out, the changes in the past five years were too great.
The effect of the second wave of magic revival was to improve the bloodline of all the NPCs in the Gods' World. They even leveled up and leveled up. This indirectly equalized the immortality of the players.
Now, almost all the NPCs that the players could see were Bosses. The attributes of the NPCs with bloodline were too much to bear.
William met King Vikru again.
Just like in his previous life, this talented King of the Red Fire Kingdom had made use of the magic revival to officially enter the Legendary level.
As a result, the Red Fire Kingdom had two Legendary professionals.
When Vikru saw William, he looked solemn. Previously, the City of Dawn was just a chess piece that he had high hopes for.
He had the intention to nurture the reputation of the City of Dawn in terms of employment.
But the City of Dawn had used this as a stepping stone. It had grown to a neutral Camp that was not weaker than the Red Fire Kingdom.
Even the fate of the Red Fire Kingdom was in the hands of the City of Dawn. It was just like how he had choked on food. In the end, all the doctors were on leave. Only a young nurse named William could save him. He was worried!!!
"Lord of Dawn, you're here." Vikru did not treat William like a child like before. He spoke in a very formal manner.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." William patted his chest with his right hand and bowed slightly. Their statuses were similar, but William would never forget the etiquette of a Legendary expert.
Vikru sat on the throne and nodded. He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "I heard that you've only brought an 800,000 death legion with you. That's not enough."
"At least it's enough for now. I don't know what scale of war you want to fight, Your Majesty." William sat on the throne and calmly replied.
Vikru did not stop when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a war of annihilation. I want to conquer all the territories of the Desert Kingdom."
"Good. If that's the case, as long as Your Majesty has enough bargaining chips, I'll bring the regular Dawn Legion."
"Of course I know about the Dawn Legion. Are they 200,000 veterans who fought in the Extreme North for five years?" Vikru's eyes lit up. Ever since the City of Dawn had participated in the war against the Orc Empire, the surviving veterans were basically butchers on the battlefield.
After all, he knew that the City of Dawn had performed outstandingly in the Extreme North. At least two million Orcs had died at the hands of the City of Dawn.
Especially …
"Prince William, do you intend to let the legendary Dragon Blood Legion fight?" Vikru clenched his fists. The reason why no one dared to look down on the current Dawn City was because of the Dragonblood Legion that hadn't suffered any casualties.
Life Chain.
It was hard for the other factions to imagine that the Elves had given this secret technique to the City of Dawn.
If the Dragon Blood Legion appeared on the battlefield, the Red Fire Kingdom would definitely win.
William raised his eyebrows and said, "The war has just begun. The Dragon Blood Legion will not be mobilized. Your Majesty should know what will happen in a month, right?"
"It's just a Darkness invasion. They won't appear at the borders of the Kingdom." Vikru shook his head nonchalantly.
"Even so, does Your Majesty think that I'll let the Dragon Blood Legion appear on the battlefield against the Humans and Dwarves?" William smiled. If such a trump card legion appeared on the battlefield against the dark creatures and Orcs, others would have nothing to say. They might even say that William was the hero of the Gods' continent.
But if the Dragon Blood Legion targeted the Humans, Dwarves, and Elves, it would definitely attract criticism.
From the overall situation, this was a civil war between the Light Faction.
At least before the endless chaotic war, there would be many uncertain factors if the trump card legion was mobilized. It would more or less lower the reputation of the Light Faction.
Vikru sighed and said, "How many of those veterans can come?"
"Actually, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about the legion that I'll send. I just need to complete the mission that you've given me." William did not agree directly. The combat power of the veterans was very strong.
But the Dwarves and the warriors of the Desert Kingdom were also very strong. Any injury or death would be a great loss. It would be better to let the players die to settle the problem.
Vikru did not say anything else. William was acting like a businessman. He would send out the legion according to the amount of money that he was paid.
While the two of them were discussing.
In the City of Dawn.
Odom Heavyhammer suddenly looked to the west.
He had heard that.
William had led a group of chosen ones to reinforce the Red Fire Kingdom.
It seemed that …
The Dwarf Kingdom had joined the war.
He slowly walked to the blacksmith workshop. When some Dwarf blacksmiths saw him and noticed that William had a serious expression, they made way for him to enter his blacksmith workshop.
He pushed open the door.
There was a row of equipment that he had forged for himself on the counter.
Odom looked at his noble attire and took it off, revealing his strong muscles. He touched the armor and weapons that he had not worn for many years and slowly put them on.
Subsequently.
Odom Heavyhammer walked out of the blacksmith workshop. He looked at his clansmen and suddenly said, "I want to go to the Red Fire Kingdom!"
"Your Highness, now is not the time," a Dwarf with white hair and a white beard said. He had a high nose bridge.
"Yes, the City of Dawn is not strong enough to deal with those traitors. They can't protect us in the Lonely Mountain."
Odom shook his head. "I don't want to return to the Lonely Mountain now. It's just that those damned traitors have appeared on the battlefield. I can't help but want to kill them."
"We are willing to follow Your Highness."
"We are willing to follow Your Highness."
In a pitch-black underground space, an underground river flowed, and magic lamps hung around. The Dwarves of the Lonely Mountain knelt on one knee.
Their gazes were filled with fervor as they looked at their King.
Odom looked at his clansmen in front of him. They had their own houses in the City of Dawn and had enough money. They could have lived an easy life.
But the Lord of the City of Dawn had promised to bring them back to the Lonely Mountain.
They thought that it was just a casual promise to deceive a group of poor homeless people.
But their hopes grew, and William's promise to the others was fulfilled.
This was why they would rather live in the underground blacksmith workshop than go out.
Because …
They wanted to go home!
Odom closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You stay here. I'll go alone. I want to tell those traitors that the bloodline of the Lonely Mountain is not extinct. The Heavyhammer clan will return to the Lonely Mountain."
The other Dwarves slowly stood up and looked at Odom, who passed by them.
The Lonely Mountain song that had not appeared for hundreds of years sounded again …
Loud and clear.
Impassioned.
This was a song that was born out of despair.
This was a song that a Dwarf composer had created while fighting against the Balrog army.
This was the name of the song.
Hometown.
The Lonely Mountain was their home.
Once, this was a battle song to defend their hometown.
Now, this was the battle drum to return to their hometown!
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