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Chapter 1919 Not Invincible

This is probably the purpose of bringing them both in.

Marika thought.

Let her wear the Sun Chariot Armor, and then use the power of this real Sun Chariot to snatch Amaterasu.

Judging from the conclusion alone, the Dwarf King is simply mentally ill. She is an invader and an enemy, but the Dwarf King actually wants to give her the Dwarf Kingdom's biggest trump card, the True Sun Chariot Armor, to drive.

But from the perspective of the values ​​of the Dwarf King, the Dwarf Messenger, and even the entire Dwarf Kingdom, doing so is a matter of course.

She was a half-blood dwarf, and a half-blood dwarf with no talent for forging. She was even [ugly in appearance]. She had not even grown up in the dwarf kingdom. She was a wild half-blood dwarf who had been corrupted by the culture on the ground. She was the lowest of the lowest.

Now, she, the lowest of the lowest, has been personally invited by the powerful class of the Dwarf Kingdom to enter the center of the Dwarf Kingdom. Not only are they willing to let her return to her roots, but they have also given her a great mission.

She should be ecstatic, grateful for the acceptance, and eager to put on the Sun Chariot Armor to attack the dying god who dared to attack the Dwarf Kingdom and snatch the sun away.

Even being able to resurrect his biological mother was just a by-product.

The values ​​of the entire dwarf kingdom have been completely distorted, but there is nothing that can be done about it.

The dwarves, who possess outstanding blacksmithing skills, cannot swing their hammers to their heart's content. Challenging the peak of their skills is no less difficult than stuffing a tall man into a small box.

Crowded, suffocating, desperate.

That's why some dwarves would rather cut off their hands and rush into the sunlight than face this reality.

But the same thing goes, one thing at a time.

It is no longer possible to change the mind of the dwarf power class represented by the Dwarf King. The only outcome is fighting.

"I refuse." Marika raised Surtur and pointed it at the Dwarf King.

Maybe she could pretend to accept it, then turn against him after putting on the Sun Chariot Armor, or at least turn against him after getting close to the Sun Chariot Armor, but she wouldn't do that.

Denial and rejection must be absolute, leaving no room for ambiguity.

"What?" The Dwarf King was stunned, as if he had never expected Marika to give such an answer.

He suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

"No matter how many times you ask, my answer will be the same." Marika fired a shot, knocking the dwarf messenger next to her away, and snatched the polyhedron from the dwarf messenger's hand.

"I am the Red Dragon Marika, leader of the Royal Knights, sent by the Giant Kingdom Alliance to reinforce the King of Asgard in his attack on the Dwarf Kingdom."

"If you surrender, I will treat you as a prisoner. If you resist, you will die."

Marika was not in a hurry to launch an attack. She wanted the Dwarf King to fully understand what she meant.

The Dwarf King was stunned for a long time, his expression gradually distorted by disbelief.

"You actually refused? You actually refused!"

"Not only did you refuse, you betrayed your people and your homeland!"

"Yeah." Marika was too lazy to say anything more to the Dwarf King, so she simply nodded in agreement.

The relationship between her and the Dwarf King and the Dwarf Kingdom was no longer just a matter of disagreeing with each other, but rather a matter of speaking different languages.

Even if she explained to the Dwarf King that she was a native citizen of the Giant Kingdom Alliance, he probably wouldn't understand. "What do you want to do next? Make me wear the Sun Chariot Armor like you would my mother?" Marika didn't like to talk during battle, but this time she broke her rule and provoked the Dwarf King with her words.

If the dwarf king was really stupid enough to ask her to wear it, she would not hesitate and would wear it without hesitation.

Facts proved that the Dwarf King was not that stupid. Marika's abnormal attitude made him realize one thing, that is, Marika had no sense of identity with her dwarf ancestry at all, and was even very repulsive.

If you are not a dwarf, or even reject dwarven blood, then you naturally cannot understand the pride and sense of mission that a dwarf should have.

The Dwarf King instantly came to his senses and stopped talking nonsense.

"I never thought you'd been completely corrupted by Earth culture to this extent. I really shouldn't have been so hasty in punishing Friggen for her crimes. I should have gotten your whereabouts from her and brought you back to the Dwarven Kingdom for training."

"Then you will be a perfect warrior, the liberator of the Dwarven Kingdom."

The crown on the Dwarf King's head folded down, completely covering his face. He then leaned over into the Sun Chariot Armor, and the back armor that opened like wings was fastened one by one.

The Sun Chariot Armor slowly stood up, and the Dwarf King's angry voice became ethereal and divine through the Sun Chariot Armor, and every word sounded like the judgment of God.

"And not become the ugly person that I am now, both physically and mentally."

"Everyone has said I was beautiful since I was a child. But in my eyes, you are ugly and your figures are out of shape." Marika said what she had wanted to say for a long time.

These dwarves all said she was ugly as a matter of course, but her lack of reaction didn't mean she didn't care.

"I see. You actually reject the dwarven bloodline for such a superficial reason."

"What a stupid and childish idea."

The armor of the Sun Chariot shifted slightly, as if it was adjusting its size. The moment the adjustment was completed, the four sun horses let out an angry neigh.

Transparent chains grabbed the necks of the Sun Stallions and dragged them towards the Sun Chariot Armor. No matter how hard they resisted, they could not change the result of being dragged into the Sun Chariot Armor.

As one sun horse after another was dragged into the sun chariot armor, a golden light more noble and eternal than gold flowed on the black sun chariot armor.

[Prisoner of the Sun - Dwarf King LV500]

"What a terrifying level." Marika commented lightly, without any panic, and calmly raised [Surtur] and took a stance.

LV500 is certainly scary, but it depends on the situation.

Great strength must be matched by a great body.

In other words, the larger the body, the higher the level is, the more absolute power it displays. On the contrary, the smaller the body, the higher the level is, the more impeccable skills it displays.

In the words of outsiders, it is the difference between numbers and mechanisms.

The former has no choice but to fight head-on, while the latter only needs to crack its mechanism, then even LV500 is not impossible to win.

As one of the few dragon knights who existed before the strangers appeared, she had personally verified this statement.

There is a huge difference between the body of an ancient dragon and the human form transformed from the ancient dragon's body.

Although the armor on the Dwarf King, made from the real Sun Chariot, has an invisible oppressive force, the types of abilities it possesses are no more than those of the imitation Sun Chariot driven by the Magic Emperor.

It is even very likely that it surpasses the imitation solar chariot only in possessing the complete transcendental attribute of the sun.

(End of this chapter)