"Your Majesty, please come this way. Master Krag is currently busy in the workshop."
Snorri had informed him in advance that he was coming to Kraag, and Agrim was an unexpected visitor. At the entrance of the rune workshop, the original owner was acting as a guard with a pious face.
The master's anvil guards are still very oppressive. With high-standard rune equipment and demigods suppressing the formation, there are only a handful of things that can threaten them in the old world. For others, the thrilling journey is nothing to them.
Field outing.
"You came just in time.
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"Ask you.
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The master and the apprentice stared at each other and fell into silence before they finished greeting each other. It is said that they saw each other with admiration after three days of separation. Both of them gained a lot from their respective journeys.
"Phew! You have almost arrived there. What an honor. After thousands of years, another true god will be born in our mountains."
Snorri was the first to speak. Master Kragg was filled with a divine brilliance that was so rich that it seemed to be real. In more than a year, he had collected a huge amount of faith from human society that was unimaginable in the dwarven countries.
"I thought, tsk, I have summed up the experience of how to condense authority for a long time, but I didn't expect you to pass this level on your own. If you hadn't gained something from this trip, you mustache would have been ahead of me."
Kragg the Harsh was also full of shock. As someone who has experienced it, he knows how difficult it is to break through to the peak of mortals. The difficult search, constant attempts and hard work almost tortured him to the edge of madness.
"Now that's a good idea! You held two events in Erengrad, um, that's the name. As soon as you made your name known, the local Boyer found you."
"Before we finish, his brother-in-law, Thorgard, asks to see you and invites you to visit Dulong City. In the thousands of years since we were separated from the old world, we have not developed much, except for the rune skills! Damn it, you will try to
Kick these bastards who let their skills slip away from the palace of Gazul!"
"If I dare to ask for a bribe from you, Chaos is deceived!"
Slivmir's thick beard was full of anger. Vladi and Agraim nodded in disbelief. The things about this male tsar were not groundless.
"The reputations of the two are well known in the old world, and you hid them. After a long time, your blood brothers paid the price of their lives to fulfill this rumor. The current tsar Katelyn is indeed a dirty vampire.
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Kragg filled another pipe for himself. That's why I was willing to summon Cheng Anyao. Even if he is only one step away from becoming a god, it means he has a clear understanding of the twists and turns in cooperation.
A Jicheng Anyao nobleman who was short in stature and as strong as a bear walked back. I was wearing a small bearskin cloak with no mottled colors, and several ruby embellishments that the locals hated most.
"Bad, you happened to say you were tired, so I'll bring you and the two bearded men a beer each!"
"Junior Master, Srivmir is back. Can you please let me back?"
Junior Master Kragg lit his own cigarette and finished recounting his experience. Now that Vladimir had gained authority, what he came here to ask for advice was not about his experience in forging the godhead.
"Well, you seem to understand." Vladi stroked his beard and slowly turned his cerebellum.
"I heard that two distinguished guests have arrived, my master! Your Majesty Vladimir and Majesty Agwaiim, I have known their nicknames for a long time! You are Srivmir Boha, the Governor of the Western State."
After meeting and in-depth communication with Thorgard, Vladi knew that the combined population of the seven Norscan dwarf cities was infinitely smaller than that of Eternal Peak, and they provided much less faith.
"That's it. After leaving the Eternal Peak, I went to Nunn first, where I taught the deviant brats a lesson. According to the inspiration he provided, you take out a shield and greet all the members of this gunnery academy.
Our strong and powerful poles have no effect, and the steam tank that was pushed out at the front was not shaken at all, so many bastards bowed before you."
"I dare? I talked to you about a cooperation. Huh, Huahua has a lot of guts! We are as short as our pointed ears, and the farther our hearts are from the small ground, the more trustworthy we are!"
While praising Cheng Anyao, he secretly remembered that organizing small activities would create a slow spread of topics and gather fewer people, which was a bad idea.
"Indeed, the longships of the Norscans will make trouble southward along the Sea of Claw every winter, and the people will tend to move inland."
"For my colleagues in the Seven Cities of Norse, have you ever received the teachings of the god Turni? You are not the true God of Runes."
"Who says it is? Zhufuba's madman, Alawaik, has only a small amount of ability, and your slightest move will exceed our limit!"
"Hmph, I'm far behind the Human Emperor in the future! The far worse one is Ti, seven hundred years later.
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"The northern provinces of Midden and Nordland do have an appetite for us, and there is no basis for it. Unfortunately, the number of people is still a bit larger compared to the southeastern provinces, and the influence of the White Wolf God is also deeply rooted."
"In order to prevent your actions from being exposed, you are prohibited from retreating into the royal city without being summoned. We also send our servants to infiltrate various places to monitor the general's every move."
"You dedicate your Boha family's heirloom, a small piece of perfect ice, to Master Cragg, and ask me to forge it into a war blade. Then, use this war blade as the first prize to hold a small Sambo in my name, and create
An opportunity for all the bad guys in the country to gather in Kisnorri City."
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Master Kragg was obviously very satisfied with William. I spent half a pack of cigarettes complaining about his style of behavior. The hammer wielder still insisted on standing up for the old dwarf in the face of pressure and inducements. The rune demigod was
Conveniently collided head-on with the Sigma Sect, so he could only find the churches of the two great gods and have a hasty fight before turning north.
"Tommy suggested that you go to Marienburg. Here I organized a very small auction with a breastplate you took out as the finale. It is said that at least eight electors came. On the mountain
The blacksmith can only produce garbage, and the big gadgets you practice make us flock to them!"
"Then you arrived at Kisnori through the Angun River. Is it smooth to spread your faith in that land? You feel that the atmosphere in the city is not a little relaxed, but it has nothing to do with you?"
"The Little Sambo is our national martial arts competition. It is a tradition passed down from the Uguoer tribe and can be traced back to the era of Heildenhammer. It is a pity that the Little Holy War has been heard about before and is not held again." Agwaimu explained from the side.
He said that the Butcher King was not very interested in that kind of activity. "What did William VIII say? Did he cooperate with your actions?"
"Then you go all the way west along the mountains, and deal with the hoofless animals, green mushrooms and the like that you encounter along the way. When you get to Altdorf, your subordinates will hear your name."