You are too extreme

Serin stroked her smooth face and looked at the barbarian Starfury with half-open eyes.

This Star Fury's body is no longer as strong as when he first arrived, and most of the muscles in his body have disappeared.

His face turned pale.

His legs and feet were weak and it looked like he couldn't hold on for long, this guy was drained.

"Do you know the terrain of the barren plain?"

"I am certain."

"That's good, go find this two-headed eagle tribe for me, and I will give you orders through magic!"

"Um, um, Your Lady Queen... I am the Demon Banner."

As soon as she finished speaking, Serin's face suddenly fell. She grabbed the barbarian's neck and asked in a sweet voice.

"Then you're of no use~"

With a clicking sound, the barbarian's neck was crushed.

After licking the blood that splashed to his mouth, the dark elf spoke again.

"Take the golden guard with you, I'm going to kill that damn bitch myself!"

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The emergence of editing did not interfere with Dawei's life, and everything in the territory was proceeding normally.

It's just that everyone is involved in the hot blacksmithing.

The sound of steel hammering continued inside the camp.

Under the work of a large number of blacksmiths, the entire blacksmith shop can produce sophisticated armor weapons every day.

"They seem different from everyone else?"

Bega looked at the barbarian who had taken off his clothes and exposed his upper body and asked curiously.

Although a normal barbarian has a burly body, his height has always been around 1.9 to two meters.

And these barbarians in front of me.

He is a full two meters tall.

In addition, they also have a different sense of strength, and their entire bodies are stronger than other barbarians.

"These people have successfully awakened and taken a large amount of giant blood. Their bodies are growing rapidly."

Roach answered, he called a few people over and put thick clothes on them.

"Giant blood?"

"It's the blood on that giant. The Great Khan beat him with his fists and tamed him with food."

With the help of several blacksmith apprentices, the psykers put on mammoth coats and a piece of chain mail.

"Then what? What else happened?"

"On this trip we just tamed a giant, and then we learned that the dark elves were coming to trouble us."

A large piece of plate armor forged from black steel was firmly fixed on the psyker's body. He was a full two meters tall and looked even bigger when put on this thick armor.

When they put on helmets made of golden wings, they transformed into steel tanks.

"looks good!"

After the emotionless voice sounded, the people in the blacksmith shop also cast their eyes on Dawei.

After sensing Dawei's huge psychic energy, the psykers respectfully raised their hands to their chests.

"The Great Khan."

"Well, it looks like you're adapting well."

Although Dawei's words were emotionless, for some reason these psychics still felt Dawei's happy mood.

This moved them very much.

"Thanks to you."

Dawei put away his smile and took out a book from his arms.

The content inside has been completely improved and many contents have been modified after suggestions from Roach and Bega.

Makes a lot of things more reasonable.

And considering the understanding ability of the desolate barbarians, many things in this book were simplified with the help of Old John.

Changing those difficult-to-understand things into easy-to-understand terms. Although it is materialistic, it is also idealistic.

Acknowledge that there is magic and miracles in this world, and believe that there is a rational formula behind all seemingly inexplicable things.

Except for these few elusive words.

It also contains many methods of judging and identifying other cults, as well as how to deal with people who believe in cults.

The psyker at the front took the book.

"This book is about your future work."

?

"I will set up an inspection bureau to supervise and maintain the faith of the entire tribe to prevent them from being contaminated by evil gods."

"You are psykers, and you can identify and capture other people's psychic abilities by watching them."

Dawei's words made the psychics panic.

"Khan, aren't we going to the battlefield?"

"Yes, but when you are not on the battlefield, your job is to use your own strength to maintain the stability of the camp."

Oh, I see, you don’t just have to stay in the back and eat and wait to die.

Wait, doesn’t this mean working two jobs?

"Two hundred coins a month."

"We're going to get this done seriously."

Chapter 138 The Dwarves of the Far North

The two levels of the world are the Antarctic and the North Pole.

These two places gather the last power of the world, and only here can the weakened runes function again.

available over time.

Even the power of the world's two-level runes is becoming weaker and weaker.

"This makes no sense."

Caraton looked at the runes emitting faint flames, and the expression on his face became more and more desperate.

As a legendary blacksmith, he is responsible for controlling the flame runes within the clan.

But now, the power that this rune can mobilize and borrow is getting weaker and weaker. Hundreds of years ago, the fire rune could be used to destroy the world.

"Nothing can be done."

He placed his finger over the rune.

But I only felt a little warmth.

Such a terrifying incident made Caraton even more confused and frightened.

Even though their race is famous for its toughness, they still fall into despair when faced with this kind of production problem.

If the runes continue to weaken, they will have no choice but to go to the abyss tunnels and explore coal mines that can be mined.

A soft knock sounded on the door.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open cleanly.

A dwarf with a gray beard walked in. He looked at Caradon's expression and immediately understood what the situation was.

"Has the rune weakened to this point?"

"Yes, if we don't act, there will be no resources to burn."

"Supplies are really urgent."

The two dwarves looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

The far north dwarves live in the snowy mountains. They hollow out the mountains and dig underground to form a mountain kingdom and an underground kingdom.

These structures protect against the cold.

Keep the entire country at a balanced temperature all year round.

The arctic dwarves race mushrooms and algae, cultivate mountain spiders and earthworm insects.

Without fuel farms, plantations, and blacksmith shops, the entire city would lose its vitality.

The dwarves will also be displaced.

"Do we really have to believe in the Lord of Hunger and Cold?"

The dwarf with a gray beard punched Caraton directly, and his eyes turned red.

"Have you forgotten the conditions of that heretic evil god! Have you forgotten the glory of the dwarves?"

"We are children of the world, not slaves of these evil gods!"

"But the coal is only enough to burn for 50 years!"

Yes, coal is only enough to burn for 50 years. The gray beard who heard this sentence lost the source of his anger.

As a lord, he must consider his own race and cannot cause the entire race to become extinct just for the sake of glory.

"Think again. If it really doesn't work, go check out the abyss."

Both fell silent.

"My lord! My lord!"

Until his personal guard rushed in in a panic. Caraton knew this guard.

He is very steady and will never panic unless something important happens to him.

"what happened?"

"Hoo, ho, a compatriot walked into our territory with more than 100 barbarians wearing heavy armor."

Compatriots?And with more than 100 barbarians?

"The armor they wear is made of very fine black steel, and the flag they carry has a golden double-headed eagle painted on it."

"What is their purpose?"

"The patrol made contact with them, and those people said they wanted to come here to find allies."

"Allies? Why did another local compatriot come here to find us?"

Caraton stroked his beard in confusion.

"No, the leader is not a compatriot, but one of the barbarians wearing a completely closed iron helmet."

"He said that his master is the Lord of Mankind, the Son of Heaven, the Choice of the World's Will... Great Khan! Dawei."

Great Khan! ! !

All dwarves have seen this word before.

It appears in the clip, where this fierce man goes to the south and kills the pseudoman's supernatural powers.

This kind of power can be called the divine choice of the world.

Just like King Tiefeng a thousand years ago.

"Why did He appear here!"

The gray-bearded dwarf's eyes shone.