"Warriors of the clan, our enemies are coming to kill us. Come out."
An earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the entire dwarf town.
Along with this sound, the doors that were still closed in the early morning banged loudly.
One by one, the dwarves with powerful weapons in their hands roared and rushed out.
Seeing this, the expressionless Scar let out a cold hum.[
The dwarves are an impulsive race.
Without saying a word, Scar's sleeves and robes were flicked.
An object immediately shot towards Mercado like lightning.
"Clan leader, be careful."
Immediately, countless dwarves came screaming in anger.
"Be careful, that was given to you by Emperor Mo."
The mermaid beside Scar was not as silent as Scar. She immediately roared with contempt in her eyes.
Emperor Mo, the absolute king of the dwarves.
As soon as this name came out, the dwarves who rushed towards him were all stunned.
In this moment of confusion, the object had fallen into Mercado's hands.
"Emperor Mo, Emperor Mo..."
Mercado looked at the thing in his hand, his eyes red with excitement for a moment.
That is the symbol of Emperor Mo, and it is something that Emperor Mo carries with him.
This thing is here, it is Emperor Mo, it is...
"Tribesmen, gather."
Immediately, Mercado raised his voice and rushed back.
In a moment, the entire dwarf people in this small town.
They all rushed into Mokedo's house and gathered in Mokedo's house behind closed doors. They closed the door tightly and didn't know what they were doing.
"Hmph." The streets of the small town where only Scar and the three mermaids were standing silently became extremely quiet immediately.[
One of the mermaids snorted, "You must be stingy."
Isn't it the communication mirror of Emperor Mo? It's not like I've never seen it before.
Time flies by, it seems like a long time and yet it seems like a moment.
When the sky is filled with light and shadow.
The dwarf Murkdor's house opens.
The dwarves walked out one by one with red eyes.
There was shock and relief in his eyes.
It's more of a sense of relief and repentance.
"What do you need?" Mercado's eyes were red, but without the hostility of the feud, he took a deep breath and said to the waiting Scar.