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"Who are you? Why haven't I heard of you?" Just when the black antelope and the others were puzzled, a group of figures came out of the darkness, and the figure led by them asked suspiciously.

"But a priest of the scepter, can he let you know everything?" replied Cook, waving his broadsword in his hand.

Cook's answer obviously stunned the other party, you must know that in the underground world, the God of War Temple is one of them, if not the most powerful organization, and as a scepter priest, it can be said that he is already a small group of people close to the top of power, that is, he knew that the blood wolf was going to attack this place, so he rushed here.

Of course, the target of the God of War Temple is not the Blood Wolf Thieves Group, but the Warcraft Rain here, yes, the matter of thousands of low-level Warcraft falling from the Black Antelope Tribe has been passed far away, and it just so happens that this Scepter Priest is also doing business nearby, so he immediately rushed here, of course, the followers of the Scepter Priest are needless to say, look at the dwarves riding the mid-level Warcraft mounts around them, the orc guards, and the shiny plate armor, which is obviously a boutique forged by the dwarf forging master.

"Bold!" shouted a follower next to him.

"Boom! What are you talking about?" Cook swung the big sword in his hand heavily, the ground shook with a bang, and then a large crater of several meters appeared, in fact, Cook didn't use much strength, relying on the effect of all the weight of the big sword gathered on the tip of the sword.

"Woo!" Not only was the high-level Warcraft mount under the Scepter Priest, but the mid-level Warcraft mounts of several followers next to him were all scared and took a few steps back, while the low-level Warcraft mounts behind were almost thrown to the ground by their own mounts.

"Your Excellency, we have no intention of being your enemy. The scepter priest hurriedly said loudly, if this sixteen-meter-long sword is swung over, I am afraid that my side will not be able to resist.

"You're knowledgeable!" said Cook, disdainfully.

"Are you provocative?" asked a majestic dwarf in a deep voice as he stepped out of the shadows.

When Cook saw the dwarf's appearance, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Raging dwarf?"

Berserk dwarves, that is, dwarves who can go berserk, in fact, on the continent, many races can go berserk, but the probability of madness is very low, in humans, there is a kind of berserker, berserkers and barbarians live on the plateau, in this berserker tribe, the number of people who can go berserk accounts for about half of the number of tribesmen, but it is relatively rare to be sober and berserk.

However, the proportion of sober madness among orcs is very high, and although dwarves have the existence of berserk dwarves according to legend, the probability is too low, but there is one point, that is, the probability of sober madness of dwarves is very high, almost more than 90%, but the number of madness is very small, so it has little effect.

According to his own research, Cook found that whether he is crazy or not, mainly related to mental power, just like his own madness, his brain has always been very clear, but Cook can feel that this madness is to stimulate the potential of the body, and the weakness after the madness is certain, if the sober madness will take the initiative to calm down when the body can't bear it, even so, there will be a period of weakness, of course, the time of this madness has something to do with the body, just like Cook's second madness, which lasts for a day and is fine, and the general is only ten or twenty minutes, and half an hour is very remarkable。

"Huh?" the dwarf was visibly surprised when he heard Cook's words, knowing that the berserk dwarven warrior was something that only a few people knew, but he didn't expect that anyone who appeared in this remote place could know him.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be able to see the Dao Raging Dwarves, but there must not be many of them. Cook laughed, but said with some regret.

"You, you're provoking. The furious dwarf's eyes were red.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and Cook threw the big sword in his hand directly in front of the berserk dwarf.

"Woooo

"Will you pick up this great sword first?" Cook's voice came through the smoke.

"Hmph!" the berserk dwarf jumped down, kicked his mount in anger, and stepped forward to grab his sword.

"Impossible, this can't be!" But when the berserk dwarf glanced at the two-handed greatsword, he exclaimed, and then directly dropped the weapon in his hand under the surprised gaze of everyone, and then leaned down and touched it again.

"This can't be, how did you do this?" the berserk dwarf was almost entirely attached to his greatsword, his face full of incredulity.

Cook was also surprised, but then Cook understood, because this big sword had just been forged, several blacksmiths of the dwarf kingdom, and even the forging grandmasters were extremely surprised, and finally actually alarmed the two forging grandmasters, and the forging grandmaster also shook his head after seeing it, saying that he had no ability to forge it.

It is the forging grand master who is a ninth-level professional, but this big sword is forged with a forging hammer weighing tens of tons, and at the ninth level, we say that we can wield this forging hammer weighing dozens of tons, but this great sword has been forged a thousand times, and each forging hammer must be swung continuously for at least tens of thousands of times, is this what the forging grand master can do?

"Ahem!" the Priest of Scepter coughed twice.

Cook tilted his head to look at the scepter priest, and then asked, "Mastiff?"

Yes, the Scepter Priest looked a lot like a mastiff, but as soon as Cook finished asking, the Scepter Priest said angrily, "I'm a liger!

"Oh, that's the bloodline is too close. Cook immediately understood.

The Priest of the Scepter turned pale, although what Cook said was true, he himself was a descendant of similar blood, and it was impossible for the lion clan and the tiger clan to combine, so there was a high chance of dementia for the offspring to be generated.

Cook ignored the question, and instead looked at the Berserk Dwarf with interest, a Berserk Dwarf was more attractive than a Scepter Priest, because Cook wanted to find out why the Dwarves went berserk.

And the scepter priest, as long as Cook says, it is possible to come to a dozen, to be honest, with Cook's strong support, the number of priests in the Temple of the God of War that Ume now controls shows a geometric increase, because there is such a thing as a lingering crystal, so Ume teaches the war song and the war dance, which is extremely easy, and if you can't learn it once, then watch it a few more times, the war song is not enough, then with the war dance, you can still show your aura, and it is foreseeable that the explosive period of the development of the priest is coming.

"How did this happen? how did this do it?" the berserk dwarf asked loudly as he ran up to Cook with a charge.

"Why should I tell you?" said Cook, who didn't know each other.

"You, what do you want, gems, gold, if you name it, I'll give it to you?" the berserk dwarf jumped to his feet and asked loudly.

"Do you want to know?" asked Cook as he walked over, picked up his broadsword, and smiled.

"Ahem, Lord Donuman ....... The Scepter Priest felt very inappropriate from Cook's smile, you must know that the identity of this berserk dwarf is not simple, and it is not his own follower, although there are dwarves among his followers, but the berserk dwarf is the treasure of the dwarf clan, and in the underworld, the strength of the dwarf is the first, because the dwarf not only has a high force value, but also has mastered the source of weapons.

"Think, this is almost the same as iron crystal, how did you do that?" Donuman asked loudly, ignoring the Priest of the Scepter.

"Wow!" When the dwarves behind heard this, they slipped off their mounts en masse and swarmed up to watch Cook's greatsword.

"It's really incredible, huh?"

"Look at this pattern, damn it, what a big hammer is this?"

"That is, judging from the size of this pattern, this hammer is at least two or three meters in size, in diameter. ”

"Hmph, you have this little eyesight, do you see this pattern, I'm sure this hammer is almost a few seconds, and the time is very even, see the distance between this pattern, this is called horizontal. ”

"Hmph, you're all wrong, I think the most important thing about this big sword is such a large size, and it is actually forged without a trace of flaws, and it needs to be forged at least a thousand times or so to forge it like this, and the time can't be too long, it seems to be built continuously. ”

"Tsk, this is a baby, we haven't had anyone here who can forge it, right?"

The dwarves talked about it, and it had to be said that the dwarves were all proficient in forging, although the level was different, but there was no problem with eyesight.

"Shut up!!!! Donuman yelled, and the dwarves around him quickly shut up.

"Hehe, you guessed it, this is forged with a hammer weighing thirty tons, and it has been forged more than a thousand and one hundred times. Cook replied with a smile as he watched Donuman stare at him.

"Impossible?"

"Could it be that it is a machine, but the machine can't make a thirty-ton hammer swing tens of millions of times, it has long been worn out?"

"Hmph, you know a fart, if you build such a machine mixed with magic metals such as pure gold, can't you make it?"

"You got kicked in the head by a sheep?"

"That is, have you calculated, how much sperm does this need to be mixed with?"

"That is, you have a brain disease to do this?"

The dwarves quarreled again, and Cook was stunned, not realizing that the dwarves were not stupid.

"Doot, doo, clang, clang!" At this moment, a high-pitched beep sounded.

"Steam engine?" Cook watched as five track-like vehicles suddenly stopped in front of his people, and the steam was rising from them, and the vehicles were more than three meters long and two meters wide, giving the impression of tractors, and there were several gnomes on top of the vehicles.

"Sure enough, it's steam-powered. "Cook found out with a sweep of his mental power, and there was a crossbow on this vehicle, which was actually steam-propelled.

"Haha, Your Excellency Donuman, I don't know what to gain this time, the Blood Wolf Thieves have been destroyed by you, if there is anything to be taken out quickly, I will not treat people badly. One of the gnomes jumped down while the rest of the gnomes were on guard in the vehicle, and Cook saw someone come down to refill the fuel, and to Cook's surprise, the fuel here was not coal, magic crystals or anything like that, but something gray and white, and Cook became curious again.

"Lulu, you profiteer, you dwarfs are all a businessman. The Priest of Scepter scolded first.

"Haha, thanks to the compliment, our dwarf chamber of commerce is the number one chamber of commerce, there is nothing we can't sell, and there is nothing we can't buy. Purr burst out laughing.

"Oh my God, oh my God, this is a perfect work of art, huh?" Lulu finally saw the two-handed greatsword surrounded by dwarves, and the short figure jumped up at once, and was about to step forward and stroke the greatsword.

"Go away, go away!"

"Who are you, so rough?"

"Gnomes are not good things, profiteers! you are insulting this great sword by touching it!"

"That's it!"

But before Lulu could get closer, he was pushed out by a group of dwarves, and Cook was smiling, it seems that the relationship between the dwarf and the dwarf here is not very harmonious.

"What you said is true?" Donuman asked, staring at Cook, word for word.

"Of course, do I have to lie?" replied with a nod from Cook.

"I'd like to meet the people who built this equipment, and if you have any requests, don't hesitate to ask!" Donuman said, patting his chest.

"Do you really want to see?" asked Cook, with a strange look on his face.

"Hmm!" Donuman replied with a vigorous nod.

"Then you have to swear that you can't tell what you see!" Cook laughed in his heart, this finally someone took the initiative to be caught, Cook didn't expect to be able to open a gap by mistake, and he was worried about how to open the situation in the fourth world, didn't someone send it to the door.

"I'm Donuman, Chini Rossi ....... Donuman immediately swore and looked at Cook.

Cook pointed to the greatsword and asked, "I've got this thing here, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I Donuman promised. Donuman immediately patted his chest and replied, Donuman muttered in his heart, this big sword is given to others, and others may not be able to take it away, just kidding, I tried it myself just now, but I didn't move it.

"Well, follow me, Antelope, watch the gates. Cook walked straight into the council hall of the black antelope clan, which was actually a larger cave, where the affairs of the clan were usually handled, and of course Cook let the second fat watch from the side.

Then Cook directly took out the solo teleportation array in front of Donuman in the council hall, adjusted the teleportation point under Donuman's wide eyes, and then activated.

"This, this is a magic teleportation array?" Donuman stammered.

"You swore it!" reminded Cook meaningfully.

"Let's go!" Cook told Donuman to go in first, and then Cook went in again.

Everyone looked at the door of the council hall curiously, half an hour passed, Cook walked out with a smile, and Donuman's face was very complicated, looking at Cook's eyes with some resentment, yes, it was resentment.

Donuman saw that dozens of tons of accessories were constantly changing shapes under the huge forging hammer, and three thousand tons of white iron were made of something, this was three thousand tons of white iron, Donuman wanted to join in immediately, but helplessly, Donuman found that the power in this small human body was terrifying, and he was carried back like a chicken.

"Cook!!!!! Donuman shouted bitterly.

"Stop, stop, now that you're done, you can go. Cook angrily picked up his greatsword again and swung it around.

"Ahem, let's go ....... The scepter priest of the Lion Tiger clan immediately nodded, and there was nothing the scepter priest could do about a pervert like Cook.

"No, although the Blood Wolf Thieves have been wiped out, the Thieves Alliance will definitely come for revenge, and we need to protect the safety here. Donuman said no.

"Yes, we're going to defend it. The rest of the dwarves replied with a bang.

And Lulu discussed something in a whisper with the patriarch of the black antelope tribe and others, obviously Lulu was also here for the harvest of the black antelope, Cook turned a blind eye, and Donuman stared at Cook with fiery eyes.

Cook was stared at, Donuman regretted it now, why didn't he think that he had returned to the ground just now, the sunlight on the ground, the air on the ground were much fresher, Donuman regretted it now, he knew to look at the sun more, but then Donuman thought that Cook didn't have a magic teleportation array in his hand, and there was no second time, so Donuman made up his mind to follow Cook.

"What about people, what about people?" said someone outside the black antelope.

"What for?" the black antelope patriarch stood above the wall, and the gnomes, dwarves, and even the scepter priests all entered the tribe, and the tribe was walled, and the black antelope patriarch did not dare to ignore these people like Cook.

"We're here to collect taxes. The voice replied.

"Collect taxes?" the black antelope patriarch wondered.

"We're from a lava town, and according to the rules, you need to pay taxes for hunting. "The people who came were a group of Pigs, about a dozen of them, all wearing leather armor and armed with bows and arrows, which was considered a medium level in the underworld.

"Lava Town, we've already paid our taxes, so why should we collect them?" roared the Antelope Patriarch.

"What's the other way around, we have the mayor's orders. The Pige shouted.

Cook heard it clearly inside the walls, and asked Donuman, "What's the matter with this tax?"