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PS2: The Eight Peaks Mountain storyline is about to come to an end. What do you think? Please give me some suggestions!
In the treasure vault of the Eight Peaks Mountain, in the Golden Ocean, Ryan was holding Veronica's hand as they walked along the statues of the dwarven ancestors, looking for the Silver Dragon Horn of Yserama that Lilith, Tegris, and the Kaldor dragon princes had been thinking about.
There were many skeletons of dwarven heroes buried in the treasure vault of Eight Peaks Mountain and the Ancestral Temple. Every great dwarf warrior or king who had passed away would place their most treasured items in their mausoleums. Some were weapons they had used before they died, some were armors, some were scrolls or books they had learned in their lives, and some were their proudest trophies. Even the heads of powerful enemies were not rare. For example, Laing saw the head of an ancient Chaos champion hanging on the hand of a dwarf stone statue, as well as the skull of a dragon.
The divine artifacts and numerous precious artifacts of the dwarven ancestors were things that dwarves wouldn't use even if they died. This was because they symbolized their glorious history and great past. However, Belegar had received Loen Ironhammer's teachings. His ancestor's heroic spirit had directly told the King of Eight Peaks Mountain that if he didn't use these items, he would truly be disobeying the glorious traditions and great history of the dwarves. Therefore, Belegar wanted to take out all these ancestral artifacts and hand them to the dwarves.
The King of Iron Peak Castle, Cazador, was very dissatisfied with Belegar's behavior. The stubborn and inflexible King of Iron Peak Castle took more than 500 years to accept firearms. He did not say anything when Belegar gave the pointy ears to Laing, but when he saw Belegar pick up an ancestral rune Vibranium Axe and was about to use it, he could not help it.
At that time, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain gave him the rune axe and secretly wrote a story in the dwarven language about how to wash away his hatred. The Bearded Man used a few giants to test the axe's quality and finally went on his way. He completed his revenge alone. Although he did not pursue a glorious death, he still returned to Eight Peaks Mountain. Finally, on the eve of the fall of Eight Peaks Mountain, he blocked an underground tunnel and successfully evacuated thousands of dwarves. After reinforcements arrived, the dwarves only found the axe.
King Cazador thought that such a sacred weapon should not be profaned by the dwarves who did not deserve it, while Belegar thought that such a sacred weapon should not be left to collect dust in the ancestral tombs. A fierce argument broke out between the two sides. In the end, even the chief rune master of the Angran clan, Stroud, and the Rune Lord of Iron Peak Castle, Thorek, joined in the argument. The two sides started a debate about how the ancestral wealth should be used. In the end, the white dwarf came forward and said that the small beard would one day become a long beard, and the long beard would always grow from the small beard. Only then did the two sides give up.
"It's so noisy." Veronica covered her ears. One of the characteristics of dwarves' quarrels was that they generally believed that the loudest voice was more reasonable. The Ancestral Temple and the treasury were spacious, and there were endless echoes. Wizard Garlan was the kind of wizard who did not like to be quiet, but she was still dizzy from the dwarves' loud voices. "What kind of question is this? Is there a need to argue about this?"
"Legend has it that when dwarves quarrel, the loudest voice is more reasonable." Ryan said with a smile, "I was thinking that if one of the dwarves had a shotgun, he wouldn't lose no matter how much he quarreled."
"Hahahaha!" Veronica was in a good mood after getting a divine elven armor. Wizard Garlan laughed and hugged Laing's arm. "My dear, you're always so funny."
"Alright, stop laughing. Come and help me find something." Laing shrugged and carefully looked around the ancestral tombs and the treasury. "Hurry up. You can't rest until you find it. If you find it, there will be a reward at night."
"A reward? What kind of reward? " Veronica winked at Laing. Wizard Garlan said coquettishly, "I want a 'punishment' more!"
"Hahaha, alright, let's hurry up. We are looking for a horn with elven runes and the fire dragon emblem of the Kaldor Kingdom on it. It's made from Yseramar silver. This is very important to us," Yseramar said. Laing reached out and patted Veronica's private part. "If you find it, I'll reward you well."
The group continued to look for the Yserama silver horn. Bellegar just went out to find a place to relieve himself. He was holding a small urine-shaped thing in his hand, which was swinging back and forth. The sound was quite loud.
The dwarves were already counting the number of artifacts. The king of Eight Peak Mountain proudly puffed out his belly and said, "What a glorious victory! When this is over, I will record this victory in my book of hatred. I have proven one thing!"
"What did you prove, Brother Bellegar?" Laing asked casually as he buried his head in the sea of gold.
"Haha! I proved that even without Solgreen's help, I could still reclaim Eight Peaks Mountain! "Bellegar was obviously very proud of his achievement." So what if he's the Supreme King? In the end, I relied on myself … ahem, with Brother Laing's help, to reclaim Eight Peaks Mountain alone! Solgreen looked down on me? Granny's beard witnessed this great battle! Eight Peaks Mountain can be revived even without the help of Eternity Peak! "
"…" The white dwarf and King Cazador looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Bellegar Ironhammer began to inflate.
"… Okay, but you still have to thank His Majesty Solgreen. If it wasn't for his help and food, your people wouldn't have been able to hold on until then, right?" Laing thought about it and decided not to expose Bellegar when he was at his most arrogant. Knight King changed his tone and suggested, "Also, since Eight Peaks Mountain has been reclaimed, shouldn't you send a message to Eternity Peak?"
"Message? There's no need for that. " Bellegar straightened his back and laughed. "Solgreen must be secretly watching this battle. Just you wait. In a few days, our Supreme King will definitely send a messenger here. When that time comes, he'll ask me for help. Hahahaha!"
"…" Laing was speechless. If you do this, you'll be recorded in the Supreme King's little notebook.
Also, why are there only dwarves and knights? Where are the wood spirits?
"Just you wait, Brother Laing. I'll have someone record and engrave the story of our Angran clan and the Brittany knights reclaiming Eight Peaks Mountain. Your story and mine will be recorded in it." Bellegar nodded. "As for Solgreen, I'll talk to his messenger. It's not easy to reclaim Eight Peaks Mountain. This means that the path between the Northern Fortress and the Southern Fortress has been opened. He should send some people to help us build enough defenses. Brother Laing, what are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for an Elven treasure, a Dragon Horn made of Yseramar Silver. This is something that Lord Tyglis, the High Elven Great Wizard, asked me to find." Laing said honestly, "This thing should be in the treasury of Eight Peaks Mountain. Brother Bellegar, have you seen it?"
"Dragon … Dragon horn?" Bellegar asked curiously. "What is it?"
"It's a horn made of Yseramar silver that has elven runes engraved on it and the fire dragon emblem of the Kaldor Kingdom on it." Laing said casually, "Elven runes, made by Val's Anvil in the active volcano of Kaldor."
"Elven runes … Yserama silver?" Bellegar's face gradually changed. He picked up the "little pot" that was filled with urine and looked at it with an awkward expression.
It was a bugle horn that was stuffed with animal urine and made into a urinal. Just as Leon had described, the fire dragon emblem of the Kaldor Kingdom was engraved on it. There were also dozens of elven runes engraved on the bugle horn. This bugle horn was quite big, and it could hold one and a half liters of liquid, so it was made into a urinal.
The sound of water splashing could be heard from the horn again.
Laing was speechless.
Bellegar was speechless.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" At this time, everyone in the treasury was laughing so hard that they almost fainted. The entire treasury was filled with laughter. The white dwarf, who hated elves, slapped his thigh and laughed. "Oh, Grimnir's muscles! Serves him right! That's how you deal with those pointy ears! Hahahaha! "
"Erm … Brother Laing, this urinal … Ahem … Dragon horn, do you still want it? I'll give it to you. It's useless to the dwarves anyway. "
"Give it … Give it to me."
"Hehe, here you go. Listen, Brother Laing, it's still warm!"
“~！ @ # ¥% * (in a language I don't understand), give it to me. "
… I'm the dividing line of the Dragon Horn …
While Laing and the others were still counting their loot in the Eight Peaks Mountain's treasury and the Ancestral Temple, in Sloppy Town, Eight Peaks Mountain's plateau.
It was still snowing. Eight Peaks Mountain was relatively hot in the summer, but it snowed for a long time in the winter. The knights, dwarves, and wood elves were temporarily stationed here.
The town that was previously named Sloppy Town by the Green Dwarfs had been renamed River Cove Town by Laing and Belegar. There was a small stream flowing down from the icy lake at the top of the mountain. The wood elves and a part of the human army had set up camp here.
The humans and dwarves were busy repairing and rebuilding the cities and towns, leaving the wood elves with nothing to do. There were only a few trees on the plateau, and this environment made the wood elves feel uncomfortable. Almost all of them had hidden away and were rarely active.
It was at this time that Aralous, the hero of the wood elves, took advantage of the fact that Laing and Belegar were all in the treasury to find a secluded place in River Cove Town. He placed the dazzling antler helmet on the ground, hid in the house, and began to pray to Lilith.
"Lilith, Lilith, can you hear the prayer of your most loyal servant and admirer? I have something important to tell you! "
Aralous knelt down and prayed for a while. Ten minutes later, the voice of the Lady of the Lake came into his mind from the void. "Speak, Aralous. I hope this is something important."
"It's … about our promise to the dwarves. Are we really going to do this?" Aralous asked an insignificant question.
"It won't hurt us, Aralous," the Lady of the Lake said. The Lake Fairy casually said, "I'm just asking you to carry out one or two large shipments. After all, Ryan and Bellegar already have an idea. I'll talk to Kunos and Yisha, so you don't have to worry about that."
"Okay. Also, the treasury of Eight Peaks Mountain is open, but those dwarves won't let me go. I'm thinking, what if they don't want to keep their promise?" Aralous asked.
"The dwarves haven't broken your agreement yet. They should have just opened the treasury not long ago. Why are you in such a hurry?" The Lady of the Lake said with a hint of anger and alienation. "Aralous, is this the important thing you're talking about? I'm very busy. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving. "
"Wait … Lilith!" Seeing this, Aralos hurriedly signaled his goddess to stay. He thought for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and said, "I found something important. A few days ago, when we went deep into the underground network to deal with the Skaven Ratmen, I found a shocking secret! Laing Macado knows how to summon demons of Chaos, and it's a targeted summoning! He thought he hid it well, but I still saw through it! "
"Oh, about that, I know." Beyond Aralous' imagination, the Lady of the Lake did not seem to care about this matter. The goddess' tone was still indifferent. "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first. "
"Lilith! Lilith! Do you really know? " Aralous was anxious. He immediately stood up and said excitedly, "He can summon demons of Chaos! What does this mean? This means that Laing Macado, the Knight King you have high hopes for, is most likely a Chaos worshipper and a Chaos cultist! We must … must … "
"Must what?" The Lady of the Lake's tone was still indifferent.
"We must immediately find a way to eradicate this thing!"
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