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Chapter 1914 Hybrid Dwarf
After splitting up with Marika, Blaze only took a few steps forward before he felt the changes in space.

If he remembered correctly, the dwarf messenger between the thrones that day held a multifaceted sphere with the ability to move through space.

Although the dwarf messenger appeared to be able to freely jump through space through the polyhedron in his hand, Jasmine came to a conclusion after observation and analysis.

It's just a little trick, essentially a small space teleportation prop. Each side of the polyhedron corresponds to a coordinate.

Moreover, after analyzing frame by frame, Jasmine discovered that the multi-faceted sphere in the dwarf messenger's hand, including the side pressed by the dwarf messenger, only had special symbols on four sides, and the rest were blank.

This means that the polyhedron only records four coordinates, and judging from the similarity of the four symbols, they are actually the four areas in the mobile kingdom of Svartalfaheim.

It is not surprising that the structure of the mobile kingdom Svartalfaheim itself can be modified through that polyhedral sphere.

However, this ability is indeed difficult to deal with, turning the entire mobile kingdom of Svartalfaheim into an ever-changing maze of underground caves.

But there is a universal solution to dealing with mazes, and that... is certainly not to just break through the wall and walk in a straight line. When the internal structure of the mobile kingdom Svartalfaheim can be constantly changed through spatial changes, walking in a straight line does not make much sense.

The universal solution is, of course, cheating.

Blaze closed his eyes, triggering [Blindness], followed by [Mark of Longinus].

In this world of black and white, a red line crossed the rugged underground caverns and pointed to his destination. It was time to express gratitude to Adam again, and a trip to commemorate Adam had to be arranged as soon as possible.

Blaze had just taken a few steps forward when a faint green light emerged from the end of the dark underground tunnel. It was a pair of eyes, followed by a heavy breathing sound.

[Dwarf Hybrid LV150]

[The failed product of the hybrid dwarf, not only did it fail to inherit the advantages of both genes, but it also caused the contamination of the bloodline, resulting in a distorted hybrid.]

Dwarves with thick collars around their necks, huge bodies and deformed faces slowly walked out of the corridor. Their muscles were extremely strong and their limbs were slender. Although they were in human form, they exuded the ferocity of wild beasts.

"The product of a failed hybrid?"

Although Blaze was mentally prepared, he still couldn't control his anger when he faced it.

"What do you regard [love] and [the continuation of life] as?"

There was no answer, only the sound of increasingly heavy breathing.

These dwarven hybrids, guard dogs bred for the mobile kingdom of Svartalfarheim, were being brought in to stop him.

"No answer?" Blaze clenched his fists, his eyes cold. "I hope you send these hybrids to me, not expecting me to show mercy because of these dwarf hybrids."

"I'll just get angrier."

The birth of the dwarf hybrids was indeed a tragedy, but this did not prevent them from becoming deformed children without intelligence due to the forbidden bloodline pollution, nor did it affect them being trained as killing guard dogs.

Blaze will just give them a quick death.

One by one, the chains that bound them to the deep darkness were broken, and the freed dwarven hybrids rushed towards Blaze. Blaze raised his hands, which, covered by the Abyss of Poseidon, slowly opened into claws.

【Fatal execution】

……

Unlike the brutal fight on Blaze's side, Marika's path was extremely quiet. The space on the ground was also changing, but unlike Blaze's side, it was not trying to make Blaze lost, but was leading her somewhere.

Not only that, the tinnitus in his ears was clearer than ever, although it hinted at some meaning because of his resistance.

Marika simply stood still, her hands hanging at her sides, neither moving forward nor looking back. She was feeling down, and rather than being dragged along like a puppet, she preferred to just stand there.

She believed that the person hiding behind the scenes was much more irritable than her.

Marika is good at counting. She can count the number of steps she has walked or every day that has passed clearly. Only by knowing the exact number can she know how far she is away and find the way back to wait for the person who is never late.

When she counted to 100, the dwarf messenger who once stood between the thrones of the Giant Kingdom appeared. He was no longer wearing a black robe and bandages, but a very classic dwarf leather armor, and his beard was tied into two thick braids.

"Daughter of Frigern, why don't you continue to move forward? You should have heard our call to you." The dwarf messenger said impatiently, with anger in his words.

"Is Friggin my mother's name?" Marika answered the question irrelevantly. She entered the dwarf kingdom more to know her own origins.

Only when you understand your past and present life clearly can you make choices that you will not regret.

"Tsk, yes. If you want to see her, come with me." The dwarf messenger raised his chin towards Marika. "A half-dwarf like you, contaminated by earthly culture, lacking any forging skills and being incredibly ugly, is not worthy of entering the great Ivandi Palace."

"But plans can't keep up with changes. Whether it's the three major kingdoms or the Dying God, they've all chosen an incredibly foolish resistance. We need a strong fighting force, and we also need a prestigious bridge to communicate with the various kingdoms."

In the final analysis, rather than becoming the sole empire that unites all kingdoms, it is more in the interests of the dwarves to wander between the kingdoms, selling arms and becoming a neutral country that all kingdoms are unwilling to offend and need to try hard to please.

And this military force, rather than self-preservation and intimidation, is more like a kind of "Although I didn't get first place in the exam, it doesn't mean I can't get first place, it's just that I don't want to."

Arrogant, greedy, yet lazy, he only wants to enjoy what he likes but doesn't want to take any responsibility.

Marika pretended to be in deep thought and spoke slowly after a moment.

"Take me to my mother."

Marika's ambiguous attitude made the dwarf envoy quite angry. He didn't understand why a pure-blooded dwarf like him came to invite an ugly half-blood who had no talent for forging. Marika's reaction was not only not honored at all, but also very cold.

But he suppressed his temper, coldly took out the polyhedron and pressed down one of its sides.

"Once you see the grandeur of Iverdi Palace and the greatness of the Dwarf Kingdom, you will understand how lucky you are."

(End of this chapter)