Chapter 918: Father and Son Bureau! Not convinced by SALA!
Instead of going straight back to Ellington, Donn and Brian teleported to Fort Forge. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Although the time has entered the month of celebration, the strong aroma of wine still wafts through the Fort of Blacksmiths, as if the wine festival of the harvest month has just ended.
They went straight to Durandon.
The first time he saw Brian, Durandon wanted to rush over to give him a long-lost "greeting", Brian saw that the situation was not good, and without saying a word, he waved his hand, and the full set of armor in the storage ring was immediately attached to his body, and the undead warhammer of the King of the Mountains was ready to be launched in his hand.
"Shh
Durandon didn't expect Brian to react so quickly, took a sip, and said angrily: "What are you running back for?" The wine festival is over, and the desire to drink is gone! Or did you change your mind and take the throne back? If so, I raise my hands and welcome! β
"The beauty you think!"
Brian said proudly: "Lao Tzu, I have lived in Ellington now, not to mention how chic I am, I can eat if I want, I can drink when I want, I talk happily with travelers from all over the world in the tavern, and if I am not happy, I will beat the devil, and you will continue to envy this kind of day!" β
Seeing that Brian had been living so chic after throwing the throne to himself, Durandon's eyes suddenly turned red: "You old bastard! That kind of chic life was supposed to belong to me! It's mine! Tess and I deserve to enjoy that kind of life! You're so shameless! β
"As my son, you should have had this kind of consciousness a long time ago!"
Brian said with a righteous face: "The bloodline of the dwarf king is to be passed on by you!" β
Durandon gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Shameless!" β
"Okay, okay, can't you father and son be more harmonious when they meet?"
Don had a little headache as a peacemaker, no matter how many times it was, it was difficult for him to get used to such a special political form and political concept of dwarves.
"Can't! Unless he takes the crown back! β
"Can't! Unless he is honestly king! β
After the two finished talking in unison, they stared at each other again, and it was not until Thelma and Tess arrived hand in hand that the two ended the father-son cold war.
The group returned to the throne room, and then Durandon fart. Sitting on the erection throne, he said, "Don, my friend, although I don't know what happened to you this time, I think I will definitely be happy to cooperate with you if you send this guy away." β
"What are you calling!"
Brian, who was whispering to Thelma, immediately blew his beard and jumped up with his eyes glaring when he heard Durandon's words: "Big brother and I have an equal relationship, you should call Uncle Donne!" β
Durandon sneered, looked down at Brian and said, "You seem to have forgotten that I am the king of the dwarves, and Don is the king of the humans, and we are of equal status, so my title is completely fine." β
"How can it be okay! If you call me Lao Tzu, wouldn't I be your same generation! β
Brian craned his neck to accept this.
Durandon smiled triumphantly, took off the crown and handed it out: "If you don't want to, you can come and take the crown and put it on your head?" Well? Do you dare? β
"Good boy! Dare to calculate you, Lao Tzu and me! When I don't dare!? β
Brian scolded, then turned around and said, "Okay, I just don't dare." β
Where's your backbone!?
Durandon was angry, but he still showed Brian's shamelessness.
"You're stupid to me?"
Brian digs his nostrils, completely as if he didn't see Durandon's expression: "Putting aside the free life now, what kind of dwarf king is Rausch, sitting on a hard bench and not running around, and discussing with those fellows in the Presbyterian Council every day whose walls are broken, whose children can swing hammers, and which village has a few children born in these things?" β
The dwarf elders will sit there and gossip every day!?
"Just say a few words."
Thelma glared at him: "You tricked him into becoming a dwarf king, the child is already pitiful enough, so don't bully him." β
"What is a deception, it is obviously a ploy......"
Brian muttered, but listened to his wife and didn't spray Durandon again.
"To be honest, it's hard to understand your politics as a human being."
Don smiled and said, "But I'm glad that you're in charge of the Dwarven Realm now, not Brian, otherwise I would have carefully considered the partnership with the Dwarves." β
"Big brother, you can't do this, obviously I laid a solid foundation for him, that's just - hmm! Hmmm! β
Brian was covered by Thelma before he could finish his words, and Don glanced at him, always feeling that Thelma's thick arms looked like they were about to strangle Brian......
"In fact, in our race, the Dwarven King is an ornament."
Durandon said angrily: "Except for a symbolic meaning, it is of no use at all." β
Dwarves have little interest in power, whether it is mining iron or delving into the art of brewing, it is more interesting than being a mascot dwarf king.
Don smiled and said, "I have no intention of questioning your political formation, although I am not used to it, but personally, I still like your concept. β
"Thanks, let's get down to business, Tess, we'll be better to wait and see the cellar."
Durandon looked at Tess next to him affectionately, and Tess smiled and said, "It's still important to talk about business, and our affairs can be talked about later." β
"That's right."
Don didn't waste any more time, went straight to the point, told Durandon about the magic crystal cannon that Brian said earlier, and finally said: "So we need to take the two magic crystal cannons first to study the feasibility of transformation." β
"Oh, the Crystal Cannon, I think it came from a low-level warehouse, it's too big and bulky, it's a monster, are you sure you want to use that thing as a weapon?"
Durandon is not optimistic.
"Yes, you can."
Don smiled: "Anyway, it's for dragons, it doesn't matter if it's bigger and heavier." β
"Then let's go."
Durandon was also very crisp and immediately led the way in front.
Don and Brian followed, scratching his head, "Well, we don't seem to have discussed the price yet." β
The magic crystal cannon is expensive and expensive, because the technical cost and manufacturing cost are there, a large number of expensive magic metal cast cannon bodies, and exquisite mechanical structures form the magic crystal trigger, which combines the highest level of skill of dwarves and gnomes as a whole, but it is cheap and cheap, because no one buys or sells this thing now, and the price depends on a mouth.
"Hey, what price does this thing say, we dwarves have made a lot of money by digging asphalt and selling mines for you for more than a year, we can eat and wear, and the most important thing is that we can drink wine every day, but unfortunately you didn't come to this year's wine festival, I dare to swear by my beard, because of you, this year's wine festival is the most lively and happy festival ever! What happiness and joy you have brought to our dwarven kingdom! β
Durandon babbled and said: "Take this magic crystal cannon if you need it, don't talk nonsense, the most important thing is that no one will use these things if you keep them, they are completely a pile of waste, and they will take up space if you keep them." β
What Durandon said was also true, the magic crystal cannon was hugely powerful, terrifying, and huge, except for large-scale wars, this kind of war monster was not needed at all, and now that Plain was in a peaceful situation (at least on the surface), how could this thing be used?
Tang En smiled bitterly, he always felt very uneasy about taking people's things for nothing.
Walked all the way through the Furnace, said hello to Alberon, and then descended the stairs all the way down the ground, a full few hundred meters underground, before arriving at the deepest warehouse under Forge.
After pulling out the seal and opening the heavy door, a cold, rotten breath came to his face, and Durandon walked in first, then lit the torch on the wall with the mechanism, and said, "Well, it's all here, I didn't understand why I stuffed such a big guy into this, but now I understand - because after the mages got them in, they didn't plan to let others get them out again." β
After the Second Chaos Invasion War, the mages all followed Jean to the Silver City, and the neutral mages certainly didn't want to see Plandal start fighting again, so a blockade of this war monster was the best option.
Without the power of magic, it is not easy to liberate these war monsters.
The light of the torches couldn't fully illuminate the huge underground cavern, so Don casually released a shimmering spell that illuminated the front, and then he froze.
Originally, he thought that there was a wall or a corridor in front of him, but after illuminating the entire underground cavern, he realized that it was not a wall in front of him at all, but the support of TM's cannon!
Looking at the cannon in front of you, no, it should be said that the giant cannon!
Don took a breath of cold air and shuddered: ", isn't this the Armstrong Roundabout Acceleration Jet Armstrong Cannon!?" Not only is the degree of restoration really high, but it's also super huge! β
It's no wonder that Don is so out of shape, because this thing in front of him is indeed too similar to that indescribable thing! -- Except for the base.
What is shocking is that the bottom bracket of this so-called magic crystal cannon is more than 40 meters long, the muzzle is about 30 degrees from the ground, the height is more than 10 meters, and the length of the gun body is at least 32 meters!
What's even more astonishing is that such a huge monster still has an unimaginable caliber - I've seen the muzzle, and the narrowest part of the entire giant cannon has a three-meter caliber, can a giant cannon stand in it?
Haven't seen it?
I've seen it now!
Damn Don is scared to pee, okay!? The caliber of the FΓΌhrer's Dora cannon is only 800mm, and the caliber of this thing has reached 3000mm!
No wonder Brian and Durandon are war monsters in one mouth, and there are 3 dwarves stacked in the muzzle of the cannon alone!
What kind of mentality did they have when they created this thing in the first place!?
- By the way, does this thing really work!?