In the arena in the Great Temple, Wockhard took several steps back and rolled to the ground. The terrifying load transmitted caused the platform, which had been soaked and solidified by the White Wolf's power for a long time, to crack under the load.
This is a pure martial arts competition - Snorri does not use his authority, and Great Ulric does not borrow divine grace. Unexpectedly, Wockhard is a rare berserker, and he will not stop until he scores a life or death victory. Snorri cannot
Knock him down without turning into a stone statue.
"It's not important to start with, but you have the strength to do it in the chaotic wasteland!"
Snorri had to walk down the sacred mountain before throwing treatment on himself. Since ordinary weapons could no longer withstand the collision of mortal peaks, they all used the ones that were the most skilled. The Wrath of the Winter Wolf - A broken tooth of the White Wolf God was used as a weapon.
Hammerhead's two-handed hammer undoubtedly has the ability to hurt him through the legendary armor.
"Send a message to Antonov and Tupolev that the Orthodox Church will still exist and compete relatively fairly with them, but there will no longer be persecution from secular forces."
After thinking about it, Snorri decided to choose another day to officially visit the Middenheim settlement. Ever since he regained the Southland, the support of the "Plains Dwarves" in manpower and material resources has not stopped. The road to the revival of the dwarf countries must be
They share.
"Didi-didi-didi! Woo~"
What greeted Snorri on the bridge was the military band of Middenland. Elector Leopold recalled all his courtiers. The opportunity to meet the most active and possibly most powerful demigod of order in the old world was
The glory of the whole city.
"King of the South, demigod of the dwarves, your arrival makes Middenheim even more glorious! The Teutons always respect the strong and always work with justice."
"No need to be polite, son of the pious. I must thank you for your bravery in protecting my compatriots in the most tense moments. You are a friend of the mountains."
"Haha, I have always believed that the relationship between the two races as brothers should be counted from the day when the White Wolf God guided us here and leveled the mountain for us."
The Elector wears a beautiful top hat, with various feathers and decorations to illustrate his own achievements and the prominence of his family in the oldest way. The two talked about old things -
Although Magnus the Pious was born in Nunn, his ancestors had Teutonic blood. After ascending to the throne, in order to strengthen his rule, he sealed his son to the Midden Territory to replace the original elector who lacked a strong claim.
When Dieter IV was expelling and persecuting the dwarves, Leopold refused to execute the relevant orders due to multiple considerations and accepted many dwarves who fled from other provinces.
"Uric gave you the wolf's hair, and we, his claws and fangs, will follow the guidance of the alpha wolf."
Wockhard's injury has also recovered. As the holder of the power to elect the emperor, he has a higher status than Leopold. The White Wolf God conveyed his decision to him, and Snorri's strength also convinced the high priest.
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"Can you please get on the sedan?"
Simon, the apostle of Middenheim, stood together with the dwarf elders in the settlement. They prepared a sedan chair shaped like a shrine for Snorri, but the demigod still preferred the golden lamb.
“It doesn’t mean that I feel sorry for the audience!”
The White Wolf Knights cleared the way, and the Elector carried the sheep on foot. Snorri couldn't help but feel relieved. He snapped his fingers, and a golden cloud formed above his head, and a pattering rain of gold coins spread.
"Is this what it feels like to stand in the light?"
Shiva was still wearing the cloak of the Assassin era. Following Snorri, she secretly enjoyed the cheers of the crowd. Only a few powerful people would look at her with doubts.
The center of gravity of Ranold's power is in the south, but there is also a branch of the Black Knife in Midden Territory. Compared with the legendary Eshin assassins, their availability is obviously higher.
"My compatriots, human friends, and other foreign friends! It's an honor..."
Going down the main road, a pulpit had been set up at the entrance of the dwarf settlement. Snorri gave a speech with the theme of reviewing the past friendship between the Teutons and the dwarves and looking forward to the future development, which received a great response.
"This trip went more smoothly than I expected, and you were an unexpected bonus."
In the cabin, Snorri rested on Shiva's body, and the half-elf's tight body allowed him to taste the marrow. What's more, the remaining mark of Slaanesh amplified his desire, putting both parties to the test.
"Men, even men, are like this. They only believe in those who have passed. Are you serious about not taking me to your kingdom in the south?"
"Haha, no one needs you over there except me. The old world is different. My faith network needs a sharp knife in the shadows."
The beauty's coquettishness made Snorri's face blush, but he would not change his decision easily. A second-tier strong man without worries and restrictions could clear too many obstacles for the apostles.
He once thought that as long as the gods wanted to, they could make a scholar soar to the peak or quasi-peak level of a mortal like an enlightenment. However, after actual practice, he discovered that the amount of divine power he could absorb was limited by his original foundation, and the loss was related to the degree of compatibility.
"Okay, remember to come here regularly to sharpen your sharp knife~"
Shiva put away his smile and pushed open the door. The sudden change in momentum made Snorri a little distracted. Even from the moment he took the initiative to gain trust by giving himself up, he knew that she was not willing to be just a canary in the cage.
She was authorized to reorganize the assassin group and combine it with the tavern network accumulated by the dwarves for thousands of years to form a new organization called "The Ring of the Earth". This will become a powerful force for Snorri and even the dwarf kings to interfere in the human world from the dark side.
hand.
"Why do you feel that His Majesty's temper has worsened since he came back from the old world?"
"Yes, he is obviously a little irritable, but isn't everything going well? Is it because our progress is delayed?"
"It's like a withdrawal reaction, like when my dad had his pipe smashed!"
Rushing all the way back to Plateau Castle, Snorri personally supervised the construction progress of the three new institutions. This was a huge impact on the dwarves' masters and apprentices since ancient times, and the guild system. Without him, there would be great resistance.
"Go ahead and do it, the most lacking thing now is time!"
During non-war times, Snorri granted his ministers absolute authority and vigorously sorted out all the old regulations that hindered development. The Southland was like a roaring terrifying machine, rapidly devouring resources and turning them into war potential.
The first crash course of the War College and the School of Economics and Management has begun. Dozens of middle-level civil and military personnel took advantage of the window of peace to gather together to unify their thoughts and update their understanding to cope with rapid development.
Snorri saw many old faces, including partners who fought side by side on the way to welcome the bride and when supporting Bordeaux, as well as key members who had participated in the Southland expedition.
With the promotion of their positions, they left Snorri to work independently, but the dwarf king's ideas changed at every stage. Some of the "Snorri Majesty said" were outdated, and talking about them brought obstacles.