The gray dwarf patriarch's face was distorted like a lump of tree roots, and he finally sighed deeply, lowered his head, and said, "I don't trust you, young human, your experience is too shallow, you have not been baptized by the years, you can tell some great truths, but you can't do things. ”

He turned to Trist: "But I trust my old friend. Trist, I've heard of your deeds, and if you make a promise, I'll hand over the village of Falling Rock to you, pinning all my hopes on you. ”

Trist nodded solemnly and said, "Silver Shield, my old brother, I can't predict the future either, but I promise you, just like Bredrow said, if things are irreparable, I will die before the Dark Elves' army!" ”

"The Grey Dwarves are a bunch of forsakens."

The old patriarch said in a dull, hoarse voice, "From the moment we left the surface of the earth and entered the underworld, the dwarven gods abandoned us. For thousands of years, we have been like a swarm of rats, hiding in the dark and no one cares. The great Grey Dwarf Patron Saint Radug was invincible to the power of Ross and had not given us a miracle for many years. In the eyes of the surface people, we are the minions of the evil overlord, and every time we invade the surface, we are the lackeys of the gray dwarves. ”

Luo Feng and Trist both listened quietly to the old patriarch's narration.

"Is it in the nature of our nation to serve the wicked? How many dwarven warriors have died in the invasions that have been thwarted by the 'heroes' again and again, and what have we gained? ”

Silver Shield shook his head: "We have no other choice, we are not forcibly recruited to fight for the overlords, what awaits us is only the slaughter of the village and the extermination of the clan!" ”

He raised his head, looked at Luo Feng and Trist fixedly with cloudy old eyes, and said slowly: "I hope you are not lying to me, I have been deceived too many times......"

With the approval of the gray dwarf patriarch, Trist or Luo Feng got the command of the gray dwarf in Luoshi Village, as the old patriarch said, the gray dwarf has always been famous for being a tiger, and when they encounter a strong enemy that cannot be matched, they either give in or ask for help, and they are always like this, but they are easy to be threatened and used by the evil overlords.

In the meeting hall of Falling Stone Village, Luo Feng summoned all the captains of the gray dwarf patrol, Luo Feng's team and the Mithril team gathered together, and everyone sat neatly in a row, waiting for him to give instructions and lay out a strategy to defend against the dark elves.

The members of Luo Feng's team include four members brought from Liberty City, the newly recruited Feren natives Kara, Yao, Arcanis, and the Shapeshifter family, and the Mithril team is the Mithril Five.

There are a total of fifteen patrol captains in Rockfall Village, including Rannod Bronze Helmet, whose name was rescued earlier.

The Grey Dwarf Patriarch Murita Silver Shield was also present, and although he had surrendered his command, he was still not at ease, and sat on the sidelines with a sad face.

Luo Feng stood on the stone platform at the front of the hall, looked down, swept the faces of everyone in the audience one by one, and focused on observing the gray dwarf captains who looked dazed and frightened.

"My name is Bredrow, and I'm an artist and an adventurer."

Luo Feng coped with this scene easily, and calmly pointed to himself and introduced himself: "Everyone should already understand the situation, the purpose of my meeting is to help you resist the tyranny of the dark elves and deal with their upcoming revenge!" ”

The gray dwarves whispered to each other, and a low hum could be heard in the room. The Mithril Five looked curious, they didn't know how the artist planned to deal with such a crisis.

"What we're going to do first ......"

Luo Feng took out a thin red book from the dimensional bag: "It is to establish a party organization!" ”

The dwarves didn't understand what he was saying, and they looked at each other, and everyone in the Mithril team frowned, only Trist was thoughtful.

"A party is a group, a group that unites for a common goal."

Luo Feng did not pay attention to the reaction of the audience, and said to himself: "Only by establishing the party can we establish the core of leadership, spread revolutionary ideas, and make the masses more organized and cohesive!" ”

"Within the party organization, everyone is equal, and they are all like-minded partners who work hard for the same goal of changing their fate and obtaining self-emancipation, so party members call each other 'colleagues'."

"Our goal is very clear, the most direct goal is to overthrow the cruel exploitation and oppression of the surrounding underground races in Mosobrei City, the long-term goal is to establish a new country where everyone is equal and free from exploitation and oppression, and the ultimate goal is to liberate the whole of Faerun, so that the people of Faeron can overthrow the three mountains that are pressed on their bodies and become the true masters of the Faren Continent!"

Among all the people present, only four people could understand these words, except for Luo Feng's team members, only Triste, who was familiar with "Chen Ke's Selected Works", felt a little, and everyone else was at a loss.

Trist had already heard Bredrow talk about building a party in the dark region, and he was already mentally prepared, he frowned and asked, "Bredrow, what is the name of the party we established?" ”

"We have established the party in the dark region, and we plan to use the dark region as a base to spread red thoughts, mobilize the masses, form an army, overthrow all the reactionary forces that oppress the people of Feilun, and let the red flag be planted all over the surface world."

"It's like a seed that sprouts and takes root in the ground, grows slowly, and finally breaks through the ground and grows into a towering tree!"

"Therefore, our party is called the 'underground party'!"

"I announce that the 'Feron Underground Party' was officially established today!"

Feron Underground Party!

Trist nodded slowly, churning out the name, which he thought was very appropriate, if one day, he could really capture the city of Morsoblay, establish what Braderow called the 'Red Regime' in the Dark Regions, and become the leader of the people of the Dark Regions.

At that time, the underground party organization was like a root system that spread all over the underground world, and it was definitely going to break through the ground, return to the surface to bask in the sun, and change the tragic fate of the oppressed mortals of the entire continent!

The Grey Dwarf Patriarch was even more confused, and he couldn't help but ask, "Bredrow, what exactly are the 'parties' you are talking about?" How can it help us? ”

"The people of Feilun are very realistic!"

Luo Feng said to him with a smile: "Indeed, in a world where faith can be transformed into magical power, empty talk about ideals cannot be recognized. ”

He pointed to the red booklet: "Under the framework of the world rules of the Faren Continent, this color is also a kind of faith, and the more people believe in it, the more powerful they can also gain!" ”

Luo Feng chanted with a serious expression: "A ghost, a red ghost, is wandering in Faerun. All the forces of Old Feren, priests and mages, paladins and elects, lords and kings, have united in order to carry out a sacred encirclement against this apparition......"

As he chanted, a golden dazzling light suddenly erupted in front of him, and the light became more and more intense, forming a huge pillar of light, and in the center of the pillar of light, a majestic old man with white hair and long beard walked out slowly.

This old man's expression was indifferent, as if he was indifferent to everything, his body exuded a faint divine might, and his aura surpassed the ordinary!

It was the incarnation of a god!

Not to mention the Gray Dwarves and the Mithril Squad, the Faren natives, even the members of Luo Feng's team were stunned, they never expected Luo Feng to summon a god incarnation so easily.

The members of Luo Feng's team, who knew some inside information, were even more shocked, could it be that there were red gods in the Faren Continent?

"Who will this great god be, it will be a big thing to summon indiscriminately!"

Tang Xiaotian muttered.

However, as soon as the majestic old man spoke, her doubts were relieved: "I am Safras, what is your wish for calling me here?" ”

This god incarnate is the god that the captain has always claimed to believe in, the god of prophecy, Safras!