The tattoo ceremony was over. Next…it was time for me to head to the Dwarf Temple to receive the recognition of the Illusion God, the Fire Phoenix. Only by receiving her recognition could I truly learn the Illusion Beast.
Originally…I only needed to go with Grandpa Chief and the six elders of the Dwarf Race to go to the Magical Beast Ritual, but…my companions all wanted to see the Magical Beast Ritual with their own eyes. Moreover…they also wanted to see the glory of the god that the Dwarf Race worshiped, the Fire Phoenix Temple, and see the face of the god they believed in!
Unable to withstand everyone's pleas, plus the six elders who had reached the Intermediate Warrior level and the protection of me, a quasi-Advanced Warrior, Grandpa Chief reluctantly agreed to everyone's request. Just like yesterday, each of us will take care of a girl, but…Nasha is not feeling well today and can't go with me. From Nasha's bashful look, I immediately guessed that her good friend must be here! Don't look down on me because I'm young. I've learned a lot from books.
Everyone excitedly waved goodbye to their families and rushed to the dock. We would never have thought that this parting would be forever.
While we were rushing to the port, wanting to take the big ship to the temple, on the other side, by the pond in the middle of the grassland, more than eighty people dressed in red were packing up their tents and preparing to set off…
A silver-haired, blue-eyed young man with a noble aura looked coldly at the place where the sun rose, which was the direction of the dwarves, and said coldly, Radano, are you sure the dwarves are over there? Could there be a mistake?
Radano lowered his head in fear, his face covered in sweat. He had been wandering around this godforsaken place for more than a month. The original 1000-man team was now only left with 80-odd people. Other than the extremely powerful people, the slightly weaker ones had already been killed by the magical beasts that kept appearing in the wilderness and forest.
These 1000 people were the team that Prince Bukenata had carefully nurtured for many years. Even if they were to be compared to the entire world, they would definitely be a terrifying force. However, because of his discovery, he had actually lost so many people. If he could not find the dwarves soon, he might not be able to keep his head.
Looking at the vast pond, Radano calmed down a little. He had spent a lot of money to buy clues from the adventurers. This information could not be fake. Now…they had found the pond mentioned on the map, so…the dwarf village should not be far away.
Thinking of this, Radano wiped his sweat and said respectfully," Your Highness, I, Radano, can guarantee with my life that as long as we head in the direction of the rising sun, we will definitely find the dwarf tribe very quickly!
Prince Bukenata laughed coldly. As long as he could find the dwarven village, it would be worth it no matter how big the loss was. Once he mastered the dwarven forging technique, then…the Fragrance Empire's army would be invincible. If he made such a great contribution, then…could the throne still belong to someone else?
But then again, if he could not find the last dwarven village after losing most of his men, he could forget about the throne. Not only that…he might even lose his life in the battle for the throne.
He glared fiercely at Radano and said coldly," Alright…I'll trust you one more time. Remember, if you can't find the Dwarf Village by today, I'll skin you alive and put you in the pot!
Radano nodded his head helplessly, not daring to say a word. Prince Roland was currently in a rage. If he was not careful, he would be skinned alive. He could only pray to the heavens that he would find the dwarven village today.
Prince Bukenata looked around and saw that everyone had packed their luggage. He could not help but nod proudly. To this day…those who could still follow him were definitely people with extraordinary strength. This was his last capital. As long as they were around, there was nothing he could not do.
Set off!
Under Prince Bukenata's command, more than 80 people began to move. Under Rhadano's lead, they headed towards the sun and the dwarven village.
At this moment…we were still playing at the dock, heading towards the ship at a leisurely pace. We had no idea that the hand of the Grim Reaper was slowly reaching towards the Dwarf Village.
Finally…after spending a great deal of time, all the children finally boarded the ship. Grandpa Chief and the six elders were the last to board the ship. With an order, the ship slowly moved away from the dock and rowed towards the depths of the lake.
Just as our ship left the shore, Bukennata led 80 Death Gods into the papaya forest around the dwarf tribe. When Rhadano saw the dense papaya forest, he couldn't help but shout in surprise," Your Highness…The Dwarf Village is not far ahead. If it is not the same this time, you can kill me on the spot!
Upon hearing that the dwarven village was right in front of them, everyone was excited. Without Prince Bukenata's order, everyone consciously sped up. They were really tired of living in the wild for the past month. Now…they just wanted to complete their mission as soon as possible and return to the prosperous city to enjoy a rich life.
Finally... the ship slowly disappeared into the misty lake. Every morning, the lake was always covered in fog. This was probably related to the temperature. After all, the lake was next to an active volcano. The crust at the bottom of the lake was probably weak due to frequent crusts, so it was steaming.
All the dwarves smiled and looked away. They rushed home in twos and threes. There was still a lot of work waiting for them to do. The dwarves could never stay idle.
Just as everyone walked to the small square in the middle of the Dwarf Village, suddenly…there was a messy sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the village. Everyone turned to look at the entrance in shock. Now, everyone in the Dwarf Village was here. Those who were not here were also on the ship and set off with the chief. Then…what was with the messy sound of footsteps outside?
Soon, all the dwarves knew what it was. A red shadow flashed, and everyone felt their vision blur. Countless fiery red shadows appeared in front of them like lightning.
Prince Buken looked at the four to five hundred dwarves in the square excitedly and said with a hideous smile," Hahahaha…The heavens did not disappoint me, Bukenata. I've finally found it! Hahahaha…I finally found it!
Everyone was stunned when they saw the ferocious and terrifying silver-haired young man. They didn't understand who these people were and what they wanted to do here. The kind of them could never imagine what kind of cruel methods would fall on them next.
Inside the house, Nasha, who was suffering from the pain in her lower abdomen, could not help but look out of the window when she heard the perverted laughter. She was very curious who was laughing so terrifyingly and had no self-restraint. She remembered that there was no such person in the dwarf village!
When she stuck her head out of the window, she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life. The young man in red, who was smiling without restraint, suddenly flashed and appeared beside Uncle Wa like a ghost. A white and strange hand grabbed Uncle Wa's head and gently lifted him up. Uncle Wa's face was filled with pain, but he insisted on not making a sound!
Hahahahaha…
Prince Bukennata's biggest hobby was to torture and kill. It had been more than a month since he had tortured and killed a person. He was almost going crazy from holding it in. Now…he could finally start torturing and killing again!
Prince Bukenata looked cruelly at Uncle Wa, whose hand was twitching slightly, and said with a sinister smile," Haha…Little Shortie, tell me! Where is your clan leader?
Uncle Wa forced himself to control the expression on his face as he looked at this devilish man with hatred. Dwarves all had noble morals. If you asked nicely, as long as they could do it, they would basically never refuse.
However…once you try to use force to threaten them, even if you kill them, you won't be able to get a single word from them.
Bah!
Uncle Wa tried his best to spit at Prince Bukenata to express his contempt and disdain for him. This was the only thing he could do now. All the meridians in his body had been controlled by Prince Bukenata. He could not even move a finger. If it was not for Prince Bukenata needing him to speak, he would not even have the ability to spit.
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