Tang En and Brian did not directly return to Ellington, but instead teleported to Hammerforge Castle.
Although it was already the month of celebration, Hammerforge Castle was still filled with the rich aroma of wine, as if the Wine Festival of the Month of Harvest had just ended.
They directly went to find Durandon.
The moment he saw Brian, Durandon wanted to rush over and give him a long lost "greeting". Brian saw that the situation was not good, and without saying a word, he waved his hand and a full set of armor from his storage ring immediately attached to his body. The Undying Warhammer of the King of the Mountains was in his hand, ready to be used.
"Hey!"
Durandon did not expect Brian to react so quickly. He spat and snappily said, "Why did you come back? The Wine Festival is already over, you can't freeload wine anymore! Or have you changed your mind and decided to take back the throne? If so, I welcome you with open arms! "
"You wish!"
Brian proudly said, "I, your father, am now living a carefree life in Ellington. I can eat and drink whenever I want. I can chat happily with travelers from all over the world in the tavern. If I'm in a bad mood, I can beat up demons. You can continue to be envious of this kind of life!"
Seeing that Brian was living such a carefree life after throwing the throne to him, Durandon's eyes suddenly turned red. "You old bastard! That kind of carefree life should have belonged to me! It should have belonged to me! Tess and I should have enjoyed that kind of life! You are really too shameless! "
"As my son, you should have this kind of awareness long ago!"
Brian said with a face full of righteousness. "The bloodline of the Dwarf King will be passed on by you!"
Durandon gnashed his teeth and spat out two words. "Shameless!"
"Okay, okay, can't you father and son be more harmonious when you meet?"
Tang En had a headache playing the role of a peacemaker. No matter how many times it was, it was difficult for him to get used to the special political form and political concept of the dwarves.
"No! Unless he takes back the crown! "
"No! Unless he is an honest king! "
The two spoke at the same time and glared at each other. It was not until Saroma and Tess arrived hand in hand that the cold war between father and son ended.
The group of people returned to the throne room, and then Durandon sat down on the hard throne and said, "Tang En, my friend, although I don't know what you came here for this time, I feel that if you send this guy away, I will definitely be happy to cooperate with you."
"What are you shouting for?!"
When Brian, who was whispering to Saroma, heard Durandon's words, he immediately jumped up in anger. "Bro, we're peers. You should call me Uncle Tang En!"
Duranden sneered and looked down at Brian, "You seem to have forgotten that I am the King of the Dwarves, and Tang En is the King of the Humans. Our status is equal, so there is no problem with my address."
"How can there be no problem? If you call me that, wouldn't I be of the same generation as you? "
Brian stiffened his neck, unable to accept this explanation.
Durandon showed a victorious smile, took off the crown and handed it over. "If you don't want to, then come over and take the crown and put it on your head. Hmm? Do you dare? "
"Good boy! You dare to scheme against me! You really think I don't dare!? "
Brian scolded, then turned around and said, "Well, I just don't dare."
Fuck, where is your backbone!?
Durandon was angry, but he still exposed Brian's shamelessness.
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
Brian picked his nose and pretended that he didn't see Duranden's expression. "What's the point of being the King of Dwarves, sitting on a hard bench and not being able to run around? Every day, you still have to discuss with those guys from the Council of Elders about whose house's wall is broken, whose child can wield a hammer, and how many children were born in which village?"
Fuck, it seems like the Dwarven Council of Elders is just sitting there and gossiping every day!?
"You should talk less."
Saroma glared at him. "You tricked him into becoming the King of the Dwarves. The child is pitiful enough, don't bully him."
"What trick, it's obviously a scheme …"
Brian muttered, but he still listened to his wife's words and didn't quarrel with Durandon again.
"To be honest, as a human, it's still very difficult to understand your political form."
Tang En smiled and said, "But I'm very glad that you are now in charge of the Dwarven Kingdom, and not Brian. Otherwise, I would have carefully considered the cooperation relationship with the dwarves."
"Big brother, you can't be like this. I obviously laid a solid foundation for him, and this — Oh! Oh! "
Before Brian could finish his words, Saroma covered his mouth. Tang En glanced at him and felt that Saroma's thick arm was strangling Brian …
"In fact, in our race, the King of the Dwarves is just a decoration."
Durandon said in a bad mood, "Apart from a symbolic meaning, it has no use at all."
The dwarves had no interest in power. Whether it was mining, forging, or studying the technology of brewing, it was more interesting than being a mascot King of the Dwarves.
Tang En smiled and said, "I have no intention of questioning your political form. Although I'm not used to it, personally, I still like your concept."
"Thank you, but let's talk about business. Tess, we agreed to go see the wine cellar later."
Durandon looked at Tess affectionately. Tess smiled and said, "It's more important to talk about business. Our matter can be discussed later."
"It's like this."
Tang En no longer wasted time and went straight to the point. He told Durandon about the Magic Crystal Cannons that Brian had mentioned before, and finally said, "So now we need to take away two Magic Crystal Cannons and study the feasibility of modification."
"Oh, Magic Crystal Cannons, I remember that thing is in the bottom warehouse. It's too big and too cumbersome. It's simply a monster. Are you sure you want to use that thing as a weapon?"
Durandon wasn't optimistic about this.
"It's fine as long as we have it."
Tang En smiled, "Anyway, it's for the Megalosaurus, it's fine if it's a bit bigger and heavier."
"Then let's go."
Durandon was very straightforward, immediately leading the way.
Tang En and Brian also followed. He scratched his head, "Eh, we haven't discussed the price yet."
The Magic Crystal Cannons were expensive because of the cost of technology and manufacturing. It took a large amount of expensive magic metal to cast the cannon and a delicate mechanical structure to create the Magic Crystal trigger, combining the highest level of technology of the dwarves and gnomes. But it was also cheap because no one was buying or selling this thing right now, so the price depended on one's mouth.
"Hey, what's the point of talking about the price? We Dwarves have earned a lot of money by digging asphalt for you and selling it for more than a year. We can eat enough to fill our stomachs, and most importantly, we can drink wine every day. It's a pity that you didn't come to this year's Brewfest. I swear on my beard that this year's Brewfest will be the liveliest and happiest festival in history because of you! You've brought endless happiness and joy to our Dwarf Kingdom! "
Du Langdeng said in a long-winded manner, "If you need these Magic Crystal Cannons, then take them away. Don't talk nonsense. The most important thing is that no one will use these things. They are just a pile of trash. Keeping them will only take up space."
Durandon was telling the truth. The Magic Crystal Cannon was very powerful, it consumed a terrifying amount of energy, and it was very large. Other than large scale wars, there was no need to use this kind of war monster at all. Now that Prandal was peaceful (at least on the surface), how could they use this thing?
Tang En couldn't help but smile bitterly. He always felt uneasy about taking things for free.
After passing through the large furnace and greeting Eibron, Abel walked down the stairs. After a few hundred meters, he finally arrived at the deepest part of the Hammer Forge's underground warehouse.
After taking out the seal to open the heavy door, a cold and decaying smell assaulted their senses. Durandon took the lead and walked in, then used a mechanism to light the torches on the wall and said: "Here, they're all here. At first, I didn't understand why such a big guy was stuffed in here, but now I understand — — because after those mages brought them in, they didn't intend to let anyone else take them out."
After the end of the second Chaos invasion, the magicians had all followed Zeon to the City of Silver. Of course, the neutral magicians did not want to see the flames of war rise again in Prandal. Therefore, the best choice was to seal off this war monster.
Without the power of magic, it would be difficult to release these war monsters.
The light of the torches couldn't illuminate the huge underground cavern. Tang En casually cast a light spell to illuminate the front, and then he was stunned.
At first he thought it was a wall or a corridor, but after illuminating the whole cavern, he found that it wasn't a wall at all. It was the frame of a freaking cannon!
He looked at the cannon in front of him. No, it should be called a giant cannon!
Tang En sucked in a breath of cold air, his whole body trembling. "Holy shit, isn't this the Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon?! Not only is it so similar, but it's also huge! "
It was no wonder Tang En lost his composure. This thing in front of him was too freaking similar to that indescribable thing! Except for the base.
What was shocking was that the bottom frame of this so-called Magic Crystal Cannon was actually more than 40 meters long. The muzzle was about 30 degrees from the ground, and its height was more than 10 meters. Visually, the length of the cannon was at least 32 meters!
What was even more shocking was that such a huge monster actually had an unimaginable caliber. They had seen a cannon muzzle, and the narrowest part of the cannon was three meters in diameter. Was it possible for a person to stand inside a cannon?
They hadn't seen it before?
Now they had seen it!
Damn, Tang En was so scared that he peed his pants, okay?! The caliber of the Head of State's Dora Cannon was only 800mm, but this thing's caliber had reached 3000mm!
No wonder Brian and Duranden kept calling it a war monster. Just the muzzle alone could hold three Dwarves stacked on top of each other!
What kind of mentality did they have when they created this thing?!
— Anyway, can this thing really be used?!
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