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Chapter 472 The Road to Revival

"You should be happy that they are resting in peace Belegar. Tell me about your plans, from long-term to week-by-week, truly executable."

After the main ceremony in which the Mother Goddess appeared, Belegar-Ironhammer held his own enthronement ceremony in the throne room, announcing to the mountains that the Andegron clan had returned to rule the Eight Peaks Mountains.

As a rule, he should also cross out the settled articles in the Book of Hatred in public. But considering that ninety-nine percent of the thick book was left after the fortress was attacked, Belegar would probably have to cross it one by one.

He became the first dwarf king to die from excessive blood loss due to such reasons.

At Snorri's suggestion, he simply sealed the original copy completely as a precious commemoration of the epic battle history of the clan's ancestors, and then opened another book to symbolize the opening of a new chapter for the Andergrand clan.

All this was a good thing, but who would have expected that the three ancestors, Drama-Hammerfist, Halkenhaver-Iwasu and Troni-Ironbrow, saw that the Eight Peaks Mountain was returned to its original owner, and their obsession was over, and they were killed in front of everyone.

The spirit body dissipated and returned to Gazul. Only King Roen-Iron Hammer was left willing to stay in the mortal world to help the clan develop.

"In general, it's good. You've heard what I've been stressing before. Everyone can set goals, but what's broken down and executed is called a plan. The bigger the goal, the more rigorous the plan is."

Snorri stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly. The situation in Bafeng Mountain that was in dire straits required advanced and efficient management methods. Helping the Andegrand clan's last bloodline was also a crucial link in his own plan.

"Then I'll get to work! There are two fortifications in progress. The remnants of the Moss clan have withdrawn to Camelback Mountain. Sooner or later, you will crush us to ashes!"

"Look, slow down! In the first seven years, you will gain a firm foothold; in the seventh seven years, production will resume; in the eighth seven years, the earth will be rebuilt; in the seventh seven years, it will be connected to the north. Your goal in those seven years is

Take your time and don’t try to catch up!"

Snorri turned around to leave before saluting, but Andege held back his words and warned him again. With the help of the issuance of the Golden Yuan Scroll, the principal of Sifeng Mountain solved the funding problem and was eager to show off his talents.

But if you want to enjoy the benefits brought by fertility, it will take seventy or eighty years for the new generation to grow up. During that period, Andege will have no time to improve his strength and solve his lifelong problems.

The bad thing is that the ancestral male gods are vague. In the ancient times when true gods walked the world, demigods were too powerful and weak, and without enough base numbers, they could naturally be divided into eight, eight, and four grades.

"Here, what's going on! Tell me! But, if you don't confess a single word, just wait for your soul to be extracted and burned outside the divine fire forever!"

Chuanquluo was only thinking about one thing when he was escaping - how to make up a bad story to remove himself from the responsibility for the defeat. The rest of the Gray Prophets understood when they saw all the "heroic sacrifices" of its guards.

On the one hand, Andege's trip was to return the Book of Little Hatred to Thor Green and report on the results of the battle, and on the other hand, he was to take a step back to discuss the rules and regulations for the issuance of the Gold Dollar Scroll.

Before the calm and lengthy discussion, Chuanquillo's summary of the Battle of Four Peaks Mountain was unanimously approved by the Gray Prophet Council despite the weak pressure of Klitswaik.

At the same time, a monster that looked like a flaming golden bull but had a beautiful human face appeared in the sky under the white fortress. The guy standing behind it shouted in a low voice,

"Everyone, my colleagues, Mrs. Hu, the beard thing is cunning! The rest of my family are all useless snacks. You, Sichuan, fought tooth and nail to save your life and came back to report the news!"

By that standard, I, who had just obtained a point of storm power from Miaoying with the Beast Controlling Collar, was undoubtedly at the beginning of the elementary level. Now that my wealth and contract authority have grown significantly due to the back-feeding of the spread of faith, I can be regarded as intermediate.

Between the junior and middle levels, but still not very far away from the enemy in the future.

With their extraordinary power, demigods can easily crush any mortal who is protected by top-notch treasures, but there is not a very small gap between demigods and demigods. Anderger had discussed it with Kragg, but there was still a way

Position yourself exactly.

Underge patted Snorri on the shoulder and said sincerely, I once had the idea of ​​leading Snorri to manage the Four Peaks Mountain, but that would be detrimental to the growth of the seven people.

The batch I made after that was purely for response. The previous annual issuance was not much, the cost was allocated to each fortress, and how to take compound measures to promote effectively in human society all needed to be carefully controlled.

"Grenauer is timid in his use of troops, slow and unorganized; the Essien clan is sharp in intelligence and knows the dwarves' plans as soon as possible; Ict-Claw always listens to his orders; Sloat's war beasts are even more so.

The tip of the silver wax gun, even a bubble pops out, it’s all revealed.”

"Head of the Azog Legion, get out of here!"

By investing the huge amount of revival points gained since taking over the Southland into the Ultimate Valaya Ceremony, the abnormal reproductive characteristics of the dwarves have been corrected. The fundamental changes were made quietly, except for the mortals who did not develop their bodies to the limit.

Only the weak at the top will not feel anything at all.

Chuanquluo's robes were in tatters, and he knelt in disgrace outside the small hall of the council. Two weak albino council members held their positions and pressed their halberds against his neck. Almost all of the one hundred and eighty official gray prophets were present, and Gray Claw

The young priest spoke with a ferocious expression.

The dwarves of the entire old world celebrated the recovery of the Four Peaks Mountains and the return of the expedition warriors. However, in the Rat Wasteland in the Blight Swamp, the Skaven lower level barely suppressed the surging undercurrent with chilling.

"There are still many important things in the mountains. If he praises you as the guardian of Sifeng Mountain, you may always stay there. You must be wrong to leave yourself some room for things."

After explaining Snorri, Andegg claimed to the outside world that he was listening to the teachings of the ancestral male god inside the Valaya Gate in order to frighten the surrounding enemies. In fact, he led the guards to Kuata Port by helicopter and chased down the front line.

An expeditionary force returning to the old world.

There are too many active demigods in the old world, and even if they haven't fought against each other, they are all here - standing on the top of the mortal world, who is willing to fight to the death? What's more, it also involves whether the power in hand is good at fighting, and whether there is no ethnic heritage treasure in hand.

and other variables.

The little priest Gray Claw didn't want to use this to kill the genius who might threaten his status. But Chuanquillo proved his worth, and the little horned rat signaled that he would be spared that time - it could be opened through such a hasty ceremony.

The crack for Skarbrand to pass through is enough to put the followers of Khorne to shame in all the mortal realms.

Those who can compete head-on with some true gods and come out on top can be called the pinnacle demigods. Those who have just gained power and whose divine power is very unlimited are the elementary demigods. Between them, the distinction is made based on whether the amount of authority is enough to cast the godhead.

Low and medium level seven.


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