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"I'm playing, ahem, I've been to many worlds, and situations like this are not uncommon." Greenland pinched his chin, and a pensive expression appeared on the face of the bearded dwarf.

"Let me think about it... the dwarves' situation, the surroundings, the observers, the experiment's success, and the fact that only the dwarves can hear it... I speculate that this is a timed signal, perhaps used to notify all dwarves that their experiment was successful, or to summon the dwarves to a certain location."

"I'm afraid this signal will be sent more than once. At least until enough dwarves respond, this signal will continue to appear."

"As for the purpose of summoning the dwarves, there are many possibilities. Anyway, judging from the current situation, it is definitely not a good thing." Greenland glanced at Marika, and continued after Marika nodded.

"Just looking at the dwarves using the Magic Emperor, it's possible that this involves war or some other ambition."

"The dwarves in other worlds aren't a particularly kind and honest race. To some extent, they're comparable to humans. Their obsession with treasure is even stronger than humans', almost like a curse."

Greenland gave an example. In a certain world, the dwarf king, who was brave and good at fighting, known as a hero, and was just and kind, immediately changed his face when he saw the gem called the Heart of the Mountain.

Not only is he treacherous, but he is also obsessed with mining more gems. Even if the entire tribe is about to be destroyed, he still clings to the Heart of the Mountain.

Chapter 1894 Wildfire of Desire

By the time the treasure land had completely cooled down, the sun had already set.

During this time, the noisy sound that only dwarves and half-dwarves could hear appeared twice, an average of once every six hours.

When faced with a completely unknown language, it is not completely impossible to decipher it, as long as you have a reference.

Even if two races have never communicated with each other, they can quickly decipher each other's language by relying on some common reference objects and subjects and predicates, such as table, chair, "I", "you", etc.

Based on their experience, Greenland and the tailor judged that the first half of the voice was conveying some kind of information, while the second half was summoning the dwarves and half-dwarves to a certain area.

From these two points, we can begin to analyze the language of the dwarves.

The first half is some kind of information, which is undoubtedly related to the solar chariot, magical technology, experiments, etc., while the second half is more clear, the coordinates.

Unless the dwarves are the kind of literary people who like to add a long paragraph of praise and embellishment before a place, or simply use a poem to allude to a certain area, the coordinates are probably the broken dwarf country under your feet.

With these two breakthroughs, it is possible to analyze and decipher the Dwarven language. However, even in Greenland, such a professional linguistics project has not yet been carried out.

But they have the super artificial intelligence Jasmine, the AI ​​of the Ark of the Age of Gods. It will definitely take a lot of time to crack the dwarven language from scratch, but with a breakthrough, the progress can be greatly accelerated.

Greenland once again felt that the technology of the Age of Gods was something that should only appear in the later stages, especially the Ark AI Jasmine, which was almost an all-round auxiliary.

Lupin XIII made a key assist at the right time. In terms of combat power, Lupin XIII is of little use, but his intelligence gathering and reasoning abilities are quite impressive.

She brought a large amount of documents and analyzed the parchment maps, which further accelerated the progress of deciphering the dwarven language. It only took two days to decipher this language that only dwarves could understand.

Two days is neither long nor short. Just sitting and waiting is a bit tiring, but if you want to use this time to do something, the time is not enough.

Blaze decided to do what he could do in the short term, one of which was to tell Herbie some bad news, such as the Fortress of Doom was gone.

It cannot be said that it is completely gone, as some metal remains of the destroyed fortress can still be found in the cooled treasure land.

Hebie, who was humming a little tune happily, suddenly became cloudy. It was not because of how much she invested, but because Blaze gave her a big pancake instead. It was not only delicious, but also allowed her to see Blaze's progress. Now the pancake is gone.

It is definitely unreasonable to build another mobile fortress. It can be done, but it is unreasonable.

"This falls under the category of force majeure in the contract. We are just unlucky." Hebi went to the scene and took a look in person, then shook his head helplessly.

"Think of the bright side. At least this is a restricted area for humans, so no one has been affected. Can you imagine what would happen if this scene happened in a place with human activity?"

"That's true."

"So you are here now?" Hebi looked around. The Heroic Warriors were setting up camp under Marika's command. It was not a temporary camp, but a large stronghold.

"The thing is like this..."

Blaze and Herbie shared some information, especially the Magic Emperor and the special signal that only dwarves could hear.

"So I thought, since this place is directly above the Dwarf Kingdom, if a conflict really breaks out, we can use this as a base to launch an attack downwards."

"Of course you can. You just made a big news from the Evil God's Legacy, and now there's another one." Herbie nudged Blaze's waist with a wicked smile.

"Stop teasing me, you know this is a continuous incident." Blazer spread his hands helplessly. Sometimes he was also helpless as to why more and more problems would arise the more they were solved.

The only consolation is that these things were accumulated in the past, not caused by sudden changes now.

He can only be said to have uncovered those problems, not created them.

"Then I won't joke around anymore. This is indeed a big problem. Being able to mass-produce the solar chariot is not a good thing." Herbie lowered his shoulders and after a brief play, he started a serious discussion.

The person who is now talking to Blaze is Herbie Hermes, the current president of [Hermes's Travel Hat]. She will think about the meaning of the Sun Chariot and magical technology as one of the powerful people who can decide the direction of the world.

"That's not as simple as mass-producing a world-destroying prop. Can you imagine what would happen if every country received a Solar Chariot?"

"War, there will only be war."

"If we give one to every lord, the kingdom will be divided. If we give one to every great family, the flames of rebellion will spread across the world."

"Even if the Sun Chariot needs the sun as its power source, so what? With Sun Gems and Fire Magic, there are plenty of ways to activate the Sun Chariot. We might even be able to trigger a wave of sun-hunting."

Hebie's expression was serious. She was never reluctant to use the greatest malice to speculate about others, especially those in high positions.

After all, justice and integrity are not tempting enough, and the price and cost to be paid are not worth the risk, but the chariot of the sun is enough, even if it is just an imitation of the chariot of the sun.

[Coming late but getting ahead] and [Rejuvenation] are enough to drive any powerful person crazy.

"A new solar war." Blaze muttered to himself.

"If that really happened, then those sun chariots must have been given away for free."

"Why?" Blaze was stunned.

"Why? Because that's how we maximize our profits." Hebi sneered. "What's the point of having a solar chariot? With the sun, or the equivalent solar gem, what's the point of using fire magic to power it? The driver needs to be able to withstand the sun's intense heat."

"Whoever possesses the magic armor will be qualified to drive the Sun Chariot and participate in the Solar War. And whoever creates the magic armor will become the one who dictates the rules of the Solar War."

Herbie retracted his gaze and said meaningfully, "You used to think that the dwarves just wanted to overcome the curse of petrification, but I'm telling you now, they might have more than that in mind."

"Rather than conquering and controlling the hateful sun, wouldn't it be more fun to hold a game where the sun is used as a hunting target?"

The sun sets and darkness sets in. Herbie's eyes are burning with a fire that seems to set the world on fire.

"Hopefully those dwarves aren't as shady as me."

Chapter 1895 The Gift of Destiny

The underworld of Helheim, a world without any life but the wailing of the dead, has undergone earth-shaking changes not long ago.

Food can now be cultivated on the earth. Just these slight changes have changed everything. The lifeless world of the dead has become lively. It seems that as long as there is food to eat, there is no difference between the living and the dead.

The underworld of Helheim is nothing more than a place where living things have lived for a long time after changing their identities.

Odin silently gazed at this world of death. The underworld of Helheim used to be the garbage dump of the world tree, and all the things that could not be used to fight against Ragnarok were discarded here.

Ironically, with the destruction of the World Tree, all the prosperity and flourishing things either disappeared or underwent tremendous changes. Only the underworld of Helheim seemed to be the same as before, or even better.

"At least Asgard is thriving."

Odin sincerely looks forward to the future of Asgard that Blaze can lead. Although Blaze has not officially recognized him and is unwilling to sit on the throne like a child who has not yet come to terms with his beliefs, he knows that day will come sooner or later.

He knew the result without prying into the future or fate, because he had learned his lesson and understood what it meant to be down-to-earth. If he took every step well, the desired result would only come sooner or later.

If you take every step well but fail, it means that you are not destined to be together. Maybe this is a good thing.

【If I win, it’s my fate; if I lose, it’s my luck】

If you work hard in the present, the future will come quietly.

However, this simple truth does not seem to be accepted by everyone. Some people will not learn any lessons from it even after they have learned a lesson.

Odin adjusted his hat and saw the tall goddess of death walking towards the palace with somewhat tired steps.

Hela, the goddess of death who possesses absolute power in the underworld of Helheim, will never feel tired. But just because her body won't be tired and her spirit won't be weak doesn't mean her heart won't be tired.

Even the goddess of death wouldn't enjoy killing all day long. Torturing the sun every day is no easy task.

It would be fine if this matter could be handed over to someone else, but the dead sun is also the sun, and it has no power to resist facing the goddess of death Hela, the absolute ruler of the underworld of Helheim.

Besides, the Dead Sun is not a pure sun. He is also the second-generation One-Eyed Man. He completed the sacrifice in front of the Fountain of Wisdom under the World Tree and gained omniscience. That omniscience still flows in the Dead Sun's empty left eye and has not disappeared with death.

Odin touched his hollow right eye, where the sting of omniscience still lingered. This was the legacy of sacrifice, etched upon his soul. This omniscience was something he couldn't give up even if he wanted to, for it came from an absolutely fair, irrevocable bargain.

But most of his omniscience had already disappeared. It was not known whether it was fortunate or unfortunate. After he was killed by Balder, his body was thrown into the Fountain of Wisdom as part of the sacrifice. The omniscience in his eyes returned to the Fountain of Wisdom and was drunk by Balder, completing the transfer of omniscience.

Looking back now, perhaps it was luck, as having this omniscience that could peek into the future and destiny would only make people want to use it again and again.

Odin, with a hunched back, slowly came to where Hela worked. The dead sun Balder was lying on Hela's workbench like a corpse. Only his heaving chest showed that he was "alive."

"What a wonderful idea! This is clearly a world of death, yet I am still thinking and checking whether you are still alive." Odin leaned on his crutch and looked down at Balder, his face expressionless. Perhaps he no longer had any expectations for Balder, so his attitude towards Balder was only indifferent.

Balder turned his head and looked at Odin with his empty left eye. He said nothing and had no expression. The healing scars on his face seemed to be a series of playful smiles and sarcastic sneers.

Odin knew what this silence meant.

"Are you still using your omniscience to peer into the future?" Odin asked, but in a firm tone.

Beings with omniscience cannot restrain the desire to use it, even if they know the curse that comes with omniscience, because omniscience is so convenient, just like the power of a living thing evolving to a higher level.

Hearing this, Balder finally showed some reaction. He smiled at Odin. His smile was extremely pure, but it looked hideous and terrifying because of the scar on his face.

Odin knew that this was a glimpse into fate that would benefit him.

"Really? Congratulations." Odin shook his head. He had a lot to say to Balder, but seeing Balder's look, his already limited interest completely disappeared.

Odin lowered the brim of his hat, turned around and left. His steps were much lighter than when he came, and his back was straighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

The tall figure of Hela, the goddess of death, slowly emerged from the mist of the world of the dead. She is the absolute ruler of the underworld of Helheim, and Odin's arrival and every move are under her surveillance.

It’s not that she thinks Odin will come to save Balder. This old guy is not as kind as he seems. Even if he becomes much gentler, he will never forgive a betrayer.

She was curious about what Odin knew, as it affected the future of Helheim. Balder was becoming increasingly resilient, and if this continued, the days in Helheim would eventually grow longer and the nights shorter, putting a dent in Helheim's fragile ecosystem.

But she couldn't dig anything out of Balder's mouth. As a god, her intuition made her realize that Balder's change might be due to the omniscience gained through sacrifice. She didn't understand that, but Odin might.

Odin stopped and took off his hat as a sign of respect for Helaheim, the ruler of the underworld. Although Hela certainly didn't care about his words, he still had to do it.

"For Balder, who can glimpse destiny, he is already in the future when destiny will be fulfilled," said Odin.

"So no matter how much harm you inflict on him, it will be useless. He will never collapse. To him, the present is nothing more than a meaningless memory of a moment in the past."

"No matter how tragic the memories of the past are, they will not hinder his future nobility."

"Destiny, not future?" Hela noticed a key word in Odin's mouth, and the expression on her face became meaningful.

Odin smiled and walked slowly into the thick fog.

"Sometimes I really feel sad about the failure of my education. I actually have a son who is waiting for pie in the sky to fall."

"When a pie really falls from the sky, will he be able to catch it?"

Chapter 1896 Victory!!!

【F-33】, a restricted area for humans.

The excavation work at the treasure land encountered huge difficulties. The ground, melted by the high temperature released by the Magic Emperor and then cooled, was sometimes hard and sometimes brittle. It was very difficult to excavate and could easily cause accidents.

If the Einherjar could be dispatched, then the problem wouldn't be a big deal, but the Einherjar wouldn't be fooled into thinking that digging the ground was considered war.

Moreover, the heroic warriors have more important missions and cannot spare any manpower.

Valhalla has a total of 540 gates, each of which can allow 800 Heroic Warriors to enter and exit at the same time. The number of Heroic Warriors in Valhalla is 432,000.

Excluding more than half of the people who entered Valhalla by mistake, and ordinary Heroic Elves with an average level of LV50, the actual number of Heroic Elves is 20.

Although the number is still astonishing, if it is distributed to the construction of eight lord cities, the highway connecting Asgard and the lord cities, and the post stations along the highway, 20 is not enough.

Huge strongholds have been built around the treasure land and defense lines have begun to be established.

Directly below the treasure land is the broken dwarf kingdom, but it is difficult to judge how deep it is. However, it is easy to guess what the dwarves who have plotted against the Magic Kingdom and used the Magic Emperor as a guinea pig will think.

Greenland, as a seasoned savior, offers several possible developments.

The most common one is that the dwarves plan to build a dwarven kingdom and start a world hegemony. The most troublesome one is that the dwarves are mentally abnormal and plan to make the world feel pain and let all other species that can live under the sun feel what it feels like to live only underground.

But no matter which situation, we need to have a head-on conflict with the dwarves, which requires a place to directly attack the dwarves' base camp, that is, the dwarf kingdom right below the treasure land.

As for whether it is possible for the dwarves to relocate, like rabbits that have three burrows, there is a possibility, but it is not very likely, mainly because there is not enough time and conditions.

The dwarf kingdom beneath the treasure land is not just a simple underground cave kingdom, but a great tree totem, part of the ancient mythical totem world tree - [Svartalfaheim].

From the Age of Gods to the present day, all stories about dwarves are recorded here. In addition, stories about dwarves forging weapons are also recorded here. Svartalfaheim, where many world-class equipment were born, is a natural dwarf forging workshop, and dwarves will not give it up easily.

Drop drop-

The familiar alarm clock rang, it was the lunch box that reminded Blazer that it was time for lunch.