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Chapter 138

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The dwarves, including the two dwarven patriarchs, were suppressed by the domain-level aura and couldn't move. They felt a deep fear from the bottom of their hearts. The father of the ancient giant wasn't much better off.

At that moment, I, Avina, and Uther the Ascetic of the Far North came out of the snow-covered forest.

The domain-level aura was released by me. Although the gap between me and Uther wasn't too big, I still couldn't compare to him. After all, he had been cultivating for so many years.

Not far away, the little giant was also trembling in fear. The tied-up dwarf was also too scared to move, let alone run away.

In fact, this wasn't the first time I had come to the Dwarf Kingdom. When I transmigrated into Lancelot's body, it was the Dwarf Kingdom of ancient times. It could be said that the Dwarf Kingdom was a place that had never been conquered by an empire.

"Why are you fighting to the death here? Aren't the ancient giants and dwarves races that fought side by side before?" I knew that they were inseparable allies in the battle against Holy Emperor Barossa. It seemed that the Dwarf Kingdom had changed a lot in the past few hundred years.

"My Lord, these evil ancient giants often come to our village to steal food because they are tall and strong. We are mountaintop dwarves, so we can't live underground. When these ancient giants invade us and we can't bear it anymore, we take the initiative to attack them. "The dwarf patriarch, Billy, explained to me while trembling.

"Nonsense! Nonsense! My lord, you can't listen to the lies of these cunning dwarves. They are obviously after my child. They want to take him back, torture him, and transform him into a member of their so-called bullsh * t Ancient Giant Army. "The Ancient Giant father, who was still half-buried in the ground, retorted angrily.

They were all using the common language of the continent, which was the Derman language. After all, this was the only way for everyone to communicate.

They often used the dwarven language to communicate with each other. Most of the ancient giants knew how to speak the dwarven language.

For a time, it was a stalemate. Both sides had their own reasons. I didn't intend to help either side, but I couldn't just watch them kill each other.

I asked the dwarves to get the ancient giant out of the ground. At the same time, I asked the ancient giant to release the captured dwarf.

I said to the ancient giant, "Take your child and leave here. Don't disturb the dwarves again." The Ancient Giant managed to escape from death, and with my strength, he naturally brought his child and left this place with gratitude.

I also said to the dwarves, "I want to see their king." However, they said that they were dwarves living in Furnace Castle. They only knew their lord and didn't know where their king was.

The three of us had no choice but to let them take us to see their king. These Dwarves had seen my strength, so they could only obediently take us to their Lord, not daring to play any tricks.

After dealing with this matter, I asked the Dwarf Patriarch Billy and the others to take me to see their Lord. I want to see their Dwarf King, I have some things I want to know from him.

. the dwarves's's's's's's heart..'s's's's's's's.

. of's's's''s's's's's's''s' ''s's' '' '' ' Looks like I had no choice but to show them my hand.

I just stood there and released my Domain's' 'Might. I didn't even need to do anything, but the dwarves didn't dare to take a step forward.

The king on the mountain saw all of this. He knew that I wasn't an ordinary person. My ''s' 'strength was too terrifying.

On the mountain, he rode a white bear and swooped down towards us.

This person was holding a one-handed hammer and a shield. He was riding a white bear. He was one of the three great dwarven lords, Lord Dorum Irondrill. His family's' coat of arms and flag was a hammer that emitted sparks.

When the dwarves saw the noble lord personally leading the dwarven army, they felt a bit more confident.

I didn't expect that the person who came was Lord Dorum. His' 'full name was Dorum Irondrill. In our Demon Hunter's Blade, there was also a dwarf uncle whose surname was Irondrill. His' 'name was Ram Irondrill. Ram Irondrill was Lord Dorum's' younger brother.

"My Lord, I am Dorum Irondrill. I am the lord of Forge Castle. These people are the dwarves of my subordinate villages. I hope that my Lord can let them go," Lord Dorum said to me.

"They didn't have any problems. I just asked them to take us to the person in charge. Now that you're here, they're free. My name is Laric Ferde. I want to see your Dwarf King, "I said to Lord Dorum.

"This Lord Larik, with your strength, you are definitely qualified to meet with our Dwarf King. However, I only wish to know the purpose of your visit. I wonder if it is possible …" Lord Dolum hesitates. He has clearly seen my strength.

"I just want to ask him about the Ancient Corpse Emperor," I told him without hiding anything.

"The Ancient Corpse Emperor! That's the nightmare of us dwarves. How about this? Come with me. Let's go to the underground of Forge Castle. Our current palace is underground, "Dorum said.

Then, we followed the dwarves to Forge Castle. Inside the castle, Lord Dorum only brought a small number of personal guards with him. He led us underground.

The entrance was in a cave in the snow mountain that Forge Castle was attached to. We walked down.

Once we were underground, what we didn't expect was that there was actually a lush green forest. It was truly a different world.

"It can't be helped. Most of our people are living underground. We have no choice," Lord Dorum said to me.

Hearing the words of the Dwarf Lord Dorum Irondrill, I was shocked.

Most of the entire race was forced to live in seclusion in the depths of the earth. This was an earth-shattering event!

The dwarves weren't weak. Their Berserk Army was made up of the most elite warriors.

The dwarves had exquisite forging techniques passed down from ancient times. The dwarven army had the strongest weapons and armor. How could they be threatened so easily?

"Lord Dorum, what's going on here?" I asked in surprise.

"My Lord Laric, these things … please forgive this old man for not being able to tell you." Lord Dorum shook his head and said helplessly.

I didn't ask any further questions. We followed Lord Dolum and the large group of Dwarven Warriors into the depths of the forest.

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