Warhammer Dwarves Main Volume Chapter 445 Focus Lens and Drill "Then I won't hide it anymore. Is this thing enough for me to fully recover?"
Iron Hand took out a shiny gadget from the secret compartment of his vehicle, held it in his modified iron claw and stretched it out in front of Snorri.
"Morgrim's focusing lens? This treasure has fallen into your hands!"
Snorri told its origins. After obtaining the Hammer of Stemnir, the system updated a plug-in that recorded eight artifacts including the Divine Hammer - what is more outrageous than the original artifact library is that these should be all
A complete product that is ready to use, the focusing lens is also one of them.
According to legend, as long as you wear it, you can gain the same creativity as the God of Engineers and the technical means to build war machines. Activating it can greatly improve the accuracy and power of the surrounding war machines.
"Yes, the ancients who opened up the Dark Land brought it out of the old world. Nowadays, many of our clan's war machines have its contribution. However, after, well, after finding Hasut, it has been sealed in a secret
During the meeting."
After a long wrangling, the two parties finally reached an agreement on a rehabilitation plan - to completely restore the petrification of the right arm, press the legs to the middle of the tibia, and restore the remaining part of the left arm that had been chopped off and replaced with an iron claw.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Waving his right hand and moving his knuckles in search of the feeling he had lost hundreds of years ago, Iron Hand laughed crazily. After a brief burst of tears, his ambition returned to him.
"Help me regain my position as the master of the secret society. I will throw those who betrayed me into the lava and suffer eternal torture, and then lead the remaining clan members back!"
"Why should I accept this bad check? Wouldn't it be better to cooperate directly with the current master of the secret society? If he can defeat you, he must be in urgent need of treatment."
Snorri played with something called a focusing lens, which was actually a monocle and couldn't help but mocked. Giving up on Hashut's faith is just saying that, the demon blacksmith and warlock's abilities are all based on the Bull God.
Basic.
"Urgent? He is not in a hurry. According to reliable information, Goltz will be petrified to the point of his wrists and ankles at most!"
At the mention of the name of the new master of the secret society, the steam boiler behind the Iron Hand vehicle seemed to feel the owner's anger and buzzed.
"How is that possible? Aren't you the stronger you are, the higher your level of petrification?"
"To be exact, the more you use it, the more it will petrify. But you also know that using more does not necessarily mean you are strong, but if you want to become stronger, you cannot do without using it more."
"It seems that that person is a special case?"
"That's right. He found a ruthless young man named Zatan to charge into the battle for him, while he hid behind the scenes and would not take action if he could. Huh, it was in vain that I was so optimistic about him."
Snorri couldn't help but frowned. This is a world of high martial arts. Many races are led by the strongest rather than the wisest. Once the two are combined into one race, the war potential will undoubtedly be great.
promote.
"I have a question, what is a drill? What is divine blood?"
"This, you know all this? Who told you? How much do you know?"
Recalling the few words that the demon blacksmith revealed while being tortured by the soul coffin, Snorri was convinced that this had something to do with the secret society in Zal's Tower, and Iron Hand's reaction confirmed this.
"You don't need to ask. I know a lot. The ancestors and gods also gave instructions. It just needs confirmation from multiple parties."
"The divine blood is the divine blood of Hasut. According to legend, Hasut's divine kingdom is in the deepest part of the bottomless abyss. Someone proposed that a drilling machine could be made to drill through the mortal world and his divine kingdom, and then obtain the divine blood.
"
"Who came up with this idea? Are you serious? I even built a rocket to launch myself into the Demon Realm of Chaos!" Snorri secretly complained after hearing this. This trick seemed a little too advanced.
"What is the use of divine blood?"
"Become stronger. You claim to be co-selected by the ancestors. How can you count? From the day we were abandoned, divine blood has only appeared twice, falling into the hands of the first secret society master and Ash Lord Azog respectively. Their strength
But they are not inferior to you."
"It's interesting to be able to help you gain control. The drill is not an ordinary drill, right? Do you need any other artifacts?"
"Haha! Don't blame me for being unjust if they are unkind. They are so eager to give you all this. They are nothing more than those two old guys who are the same generation as me. They are hiding their secrets. It seems that I, the master of the secret society, have been
No injustice can be taken."
This matter is considered a top secret in the Dark Land. The Demon Blacksmith himself has a place at the lower level of the Tower of Zal, and the experts sent by the Azog Legion to handle the matter only know a few terms.
"Indeed, if you want to touch the realm of the gods, you need the same power. Our research has found that the divine power of other gods can be bound to the devil and used as energy to drive the drill."
"Oh, compared to the gods themselves and their divine choices, artifacts are dead objects after all, easy to get and easy to deal with, right?"
Snorri analyzed to himself, and as he spoke, the two people's eyes converged on the focusing lens in his palm.
"It's impossible to help you regain the master of the secret society, at least not now. The most I can do is provide you with some resources through trade. The contract must be signed with Ahetanmu."
The dwarf king curled his lips. It was a little embarrassing for Shui Dongyin to be caught on the spot, but they all tacitly agreed not to mention it. For Snorri, there is no reason to give away his own artifact, so what about Goltz?
Dare to come just in time to give him a taste of the power of Stymnir's Hammer.
The two sides quickly reached an agreement to exchange various urgently needed raw materials for the Iron Hands in exchange for heavy oil and other specialties of the Dark Land necessary to drive the Chaos Dwarf war machines. Snorri gave some discounts. The Chaos Dwarfs wanted to see internal fighting.
of.
Iron Hand looked up to the sky and left with a smile. Snorri was also very satisfied. This was undoubtedly a win-win deal. Despite providing a lot of information, the former secret society master still had two secrets that he had not revealed. One was the god Hasut.
In addition to breaking through the demigods, blood is also speculated to have the effect of dissolving petrification, which was also an important reason for the overthrow of his rule.
The other is that when he was exiled, he took away the Black Hammer of Hashut - a powerful artifact engraved with the horned runes of the Dark Father, which is also a status symbol passed down among the masters of the secret society through the generations.
Eliminate the root cause to avoid future troubles; regain the identity symbol to make himself just and legitimate; take charge of the Black Hammer to increase his strength; recapture the taken away dwarf artifact to power the drill. These four reasons are after Goltz cleaned up the damage caused by the green skin rebellion.
The first thing is to find trouble with Iron Hand.
The meeting with Snorri revitalized Iron Hand's difficult situation. He exchanged a hot potato for the recovery of his own strength and the scarce resources for the development of his power. He once again unleashed Hashut's anger wantonly. I believe that the betrayers can recall Zal
