Under William's persuasion, Odom returned to the City of Dawn and prepared to join forces with the Lonely Mountain team.
This group of people would officially set off in three days.
Along the way, they would not use teleportation portals. Instead, they would ride magical beast warhorses to the Lonely Mountain. In other words, they would brazenly fight along the way. They would let the Dwarf Kingdom know that they could not stop Odom from returning to the Lonely Mountain.
It was simple.
I've given you a chance.
If you can't stop us, you're the one who's useless.
But Odom's departure made Burned Cinder rush over from the City of Dawn.
After all, William had promised King Vikru that he wanted to resist the attack of ten Epic professionals. Suddenly, one Epic professional was gone, so he needed another to join in.
For the next three days.
Friction continued at the borders of both sides, but the large-scale war had not started.
But the players were not anxious. Even if the war did not start, they still had various other activities, such as playing mahjong, fighting the landlord, and one-on-one duels. These were all normal activities.
Anyway, they could get war experience and compensation every day, so it was not too much of a loss.
But the war here seemed to have come to a standstill.
But under William's various arrangements, his 80,000 to 90,000 traveling bards had begun to promote the same thing across the entire continent.
The Black Lock Dwarf Kingdom was not close to the Desert Kingdom, and it did not participate in the war between the two Human kingdoms. There were many small black cities in its territory, and most of them were inhabited by tens of thousands of Dwarves.
At this time, a half-elf bard who had come from afar walked into the city with tired steps, but his appearance still attracted the attention of many dwarves.
Many Dwarf children and young Dwarves followed behind the bard and kept asking, "Mister, mister, we haven't had a bard here for two years. What story do you intend to tell?"
The Half-Elf smiled at him. "I have many stories in my heart, but I have to eat my fill."
As he spoke.
His stomach growled.
The other Dwarves laughed. There was even a little guy who wanted to pat the bard's stomach, but the Dwarves behind him carried him back.
"Isn't it easy to eat? Come to my tavern. I'll take care of all your food and drinks." A Dwarf woman suddenly said in a muffled voice. She grabbed the arm of the half-elf and was about to take him away. The others could only follow.
It was normal to treat a bard to a meal, drink, or stay in a hotel.
In many small places, there were no such things as entertainment.
Bards were like the people who went from village to village in the 90s and played movies. Their appearance often attracted the attention of the whole town.
So …
The tavern owner made a killing.
After the half-elf bard came to the tavern, he couldn't help but eat heartily. In order to come here, he not only got lost, but also almost starved to death. Now was not the time to pretend.
When the other dwarves saw his appearance, they also laughed. They felt that this half-elf looked very much like an aristocrat, and the distance between the two sides narrowed a lot.
However, someone immediately shouted, "Sir, quickly tell a story. If you choke to death after eating too much, we won't be able to hear it …"
"Pa!" A 1.6-meter-tall dwarf patted the child's head and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Whose kid is this? Take him away."
"I'll tell you now. Boss, give me a bottle of wine. I'm a little choked now." The bard patted his chest until he drank a big mouthful of wine. Then he smiled at the dwarves sitting in a circle. He asked: "What story do you want to hear?"
"What story do you have?"
"Yes, tell us stories outside the Black Lock Kingdom. We've heard enough stories here!"
The half-elf bard thought for a moment and said: "I have the story of the lord of the City of Dawn, the story of the destruction of the Orc Empire in the far north, the story of the Epic Title Competition …"
"The lord of the City of Dawn, I've heard of him."
"Why don't you listen to the story of the Orc Empire's destruction? Those damn orcs should've been wiped out long ago. But then again, that's the Orc Empire we're talking about. It's an empire protected by a God.
"No, I have to listen to the lord of the City of Dawn …"
"The story of the Epic Title Competition. They are all legendary experts."
The bard looked at the noisy dwarves and suddenly laughed. "Forget it, I'll tell you a new story, a story about the rise of a Dwarf hero."
"What story? The hero of our Dwarf race?"
"No, the Seven Great Dwarf Kingdoms rarely go out of the western region, and there are very few wars. You're not talking about the former Dwarf hero, right? In that case, you don't have to say it. We've heard enough."
The half-elf shook his head. "This is not the story of the former Dwarf hero. It happened in the last few days."
"Who is it?" a group of dwarves asked with wide eyes.
"Odom Heavyhammer!" The half-elf's tone became deep.
When the other dwarves heard this name, they did not feel like they had heard it before. But many of the older dwarves' expressions suddenly changed, and they even looked at the bard nervously.
The half-elf saw that they were all quiet, and he began to tell the story: "A long time ago, the Seven Great Dwarf Kingdoms were not kingdoms, but a Dwarf Empire.
This Dwarf Empire was very powerful, and the legendary hero was enough to earn the admiration of elves and humans.
And this Dwarf Empire was the Lonely Mountain Empire.
It was like a human empire. The Blackleaf Elves, who were close to the Lonely Mountain Empire, had to pay tribute to the Lonely Mountain Empire every ten years.
But for some reason, the Lonely Mountain Empire was torn apart, and eventually divided into seven Dwarf Kingdoms. "
Many dwarves could not help but stare at the story. Did the Dwarf Kingdoms have such a history?
Their little brains couldn't help but wonder why the seven Dwarf Kingdoms didn't unite again and become the Dwarf Empire.
Wouldn't that be comparable to the human empires?
And they would not be bullied by the nearest Sunset Empire.
The older dwarf kept swallowing. He thought of the Lonely Mountain and the surname of Heavyhammer.
It had to be known.
The average lifespan of an ordinary dwarf was a few hundred years, let alone a professional.
So many dwarves in small towns and cities had experienced the division of the empire.
The bard did not stop. He continued, "It is said that the bloodline of the Lonely Mountain royal family has been severed, but no one expected that the last bloodline of the Lonely Mountain was chased by the Orcs and bounty hunters all the way to the City of Dawn. "And Odom Heavyhammer was also rescued by the legendary Lord of the City of Dawn."
"I want to hear the story of the Lord of the City of Dawn. It is said that he is the most handsome man in the legendary continent. I want to hear … boohoo!" An adult covered the mouth of a young dwarf boy to stop him from talking.
The bard smiled. "The little guy is right. The Lord of the City of Dawn has wandered around and done many earth-shattering things. Many people also say that he is the most handsome man in the legendary continent. But today, our protagonist is not him."
"It is Odom Heavyhammer, the last bloodline of the Lonely Mountain. He led thousands of tribesmen to join the City of Dawn. For so many years, he endured humiliation and immersed himself in training every day, just to show the glory of the Lonely Mountain Empire."
"Until three days ago, Odom Heavyhammer, who had become an epic professional, finally made up his mind to return to the Lonely Mountain. He reopened the door of the Lonely Mountain, which had not been opened for hundreds of years, and integrated all the Dwarf Kingdoms to rebuild the new Lonely Mountain Empire."
An elderly Dwarf suddenly asked, "What do you mean? The door of the Lonely Mountain can only be opened by the bloodline of the Lonely Mountain?"
The bard nodded. "That's right. The legendary door of the Lonely Mountain not only has the magic seal of the Dwarf Warlock Sage, but also a variety of magic imprints that have been superimposed for tens of thousands of years. Only the bloodline of the Lonely Mountain can open it. Not only the door, but the entire Lonely Mountain is the same. "
The other dwarfs gasped. No wonder. The Lonely Mountain was there. It was said that there were countless treasures in the Lonely Mountain, but so far, no one had gone there.
Of course, there were also many legends about the Lonely Mountain. For example, the reason that the Lonely Mountain was sealed was that there was a terrifying Fire Demon army inside …
The bard continued, "Odom Heavyhammer has the heart to return to the Lonely Mountain and intends to rebuild the Dwarf Empire. He has attracted the support and encouragement of many strong people. Do you know who is in his team? "
"Hurry up and dig. We don't know anything."
"Yes, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will strip you naked and throw you into the pig pen."
The half-elf's lips twitched with a fake smile. You bunch of dwarfs still want to fight?
Okay.
I am only an intermediate professional. I will endure it.
He took a deep breath and continued, "Odom Heavyhammer's great goal is to attract the Son of Light, Lancelot, to join. The son of the City of Chaos, Akkalou, joined. The apprentice of the Warlock Sage, the White Robe Knight, joined. "
"Wait … why is the Warlock Sage called the White Robe Knight?"
The bard's face darkened. "This is another event. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Odom, Odom!"
"In short, Odom formed a Lonely Mountain team, all of which are epic powerhouses. Those supporters come from different forces. It can be said that this team is made up of legendary characters. Each of them is enough to become a legendary character. But they only want to help Odom Heavyhammer fulfill his wish and join his Lonely Mountain team. "
"Unfortunately …" At this point, the bard could not help but sigh.
"But what? Hurry up and say it."
"Where is my sword?" A dwarf warrior began to fumble.
"Ahem, wait. I just want to drink some wine." The half-elf laughed dryly and said, "It's a pity that Odom Heavyhammer wants to return to the Lonely Mountain. Many people will definitely not want to see him. I don't know how many dangers and dangers he will encounter along the way."
"Have they encountered any difficulties now?" someone asked.
The bard smiled. "It has only been three days. They have not encountered any difficulties yet, but they will soon. I will inform you as soon as I receive the news."
At the same time, this scene also appeared in the sphere of influence of many Dwarf kingdoms.
Of course, in other places on the legendary continent, many bards began to tell this story.
Bards?
So far, William had raised 80,000 people under his command. All day long, they told their own legendary stories in various places on the legendary continent, gaining waves of reputation.
In the entire legendary continent, the reputation of the Lord of the City of Dawn among the people was excellent.
Now.
He used this method again to confirm Odom's identity as a bloodline of the Lonely Mountain.
He also made the idea and goal of returning to the Lonely Mountain rise to the moral high ground.
In short, he wanted to overturn the seven major Dwarf kingdoms without bloodshed. He wanted this team to become a true legend on the legendary continent.
As for whether there would be other forces that did not want to see the reappearance of the Dwarf Empire and obstruct them?
In fact, it did not matter much. Because the human empires knew that even if Odom could return to the Lonely Mountain, he could not control all the Dwarf kingdoms, and there might even be a civil war among the Dwarves. They could not wait to see this scene.
So even if there were obstructions, it did not matter.
The more people there were, the more legendary it would be.
When the time came, they would be overturned.
He did not believe that this team, which gathered countless forces, would be afraid of anything!
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