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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."

Chapter 1915 Heart Furnace

The space shifted for a while, and light suddenly appeared in the dark underground space. Marika's eyes narrowed subconsciously, and her vision became hazy.

She clenched her fists suddenly, tensing all her muscles, guarding against sneak attacks that might come from nowhere, ready to counterattack with a defensive strike at any time.

But until her vision recovered and she could see her surroundings clearly, she did not suffer any attack.

Marika looked around. This was a huge building. In the center of the cave was a huge city that looked like a furnace or a heart. All the lighting in the cave came from this furnace building.

The furnace building also extends thick pipes like blood vessels in all directions, through which deep red energy flows, fixing the entire cave so that it will not collapse.

There were densely packed holes on the stone walls surrounding the cave, some of which were exits and some were residences. Among them, a dwarf was peeking at her.

The dwarves' eyes were harmless, and they whispered praises to her flaming hair. Unfortunately, when she looked up, their expressions changed drastically. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning of their expressions was very obvious.

A flower is placed on the cow dung.

Marika didn't care and her eyes fell on the attire of the dwarves. Compared to the rough yet elegant leather armor of the dwarf messenger, most of the dwarves in the cave were much rougher, just ordinary, worn clothes that looked like they were woven from weeds growing between rocks.

Regardless of age or gender, they all held miners' drafts in their hands and carried huge baskets on their backs, which contained various kinds of ores.

"Did you see those dwarves? That's the status of dwarves without forging talent. Even if someone like you returned to the Dwarven Kingdom, you would only be in that position."

"Otherwise, you won't even be qualified to meet him, let alone go to the Iverdi Palace."

The dwarf messenger snorted coldly, as if he wanted to let Marika know how lucky she was now.

Marika withdrew her gaze, glanced at the dwarf messenger coldly, pressed her finger on the communicator, and told Blaze the situation.

There is indeed a clear power structure in the Dwarf Kingdom, and dwarves are responsible for the ambitions of the Dwarf Kingdom, but it is definitely not the case that dwarves at the bottom of the chain are simply treated as slaves and despised.

She was not worried about whether the dwarves at the bottom had the same ideas as the dwarves represented by the dwarf envoy in front of her. The best way to stabilize her own rights was to control the thoughts and cognition of the people she ruled.

The dwarf messenger's contempt for the lower-class dwarves comes from the heart. I'm afraid that in the eyes of the dwarf class represented by the dwarf messenger, these lower-class dwarves cannot even be considered dwarves.

Even if the Dwarf Kingdom became a neutral kingdom that dominated all other kingdoms with its arms business and gained endless wealth, it had nothing to do with these ordinary dwarves.

Under such circumstances, it is natural that the values ​​that one is proud of will not be taught to the lower-class dwarves.

The dwarf messenger repeatedly emphasized in front of her the humbleness of the lower-class dwarves and the dignity of the furnace heart building in front of her called Ivandi Palace. Her luck in coming here was nothing more than a kind of mental brainwashing and behavior control.

It's a pity that the dwarf messenger's approach was rather crude. If she had really grown up in this dwarf kingdom and received education from the lower-class dwarves, she might be excited to tears now, but unfortunately she grew up in the giant kingdom.

If the dwarf messenger had not been leaking information about the place without any reservation, she would have been distracted and would have started fighting as soon as the dwarf messenger finished speaking.

"Daughter of Frigann, what you see before you is the great Ivandi Palace. It is named after Ivandi, the father of many dwarves who forged world-class equipment in the ancient Age of the Gods."

The dwarf messenger introduced Marika in an enthusiastic tone. Although Marika was not interested, she listened carefully with the intention of obtaining intelligence.

The dwarf messengers boasted about the world-class equipment forged by the sons of Iverdi. Among them, the [Gungnir] used by Blaze was forged by Iverdi's son Duvalin. There was also an iron hammer that was as famous as [Gungnir] and even had the potential to surpass [Gungnir] when it was born.

These were all useful information, and Marika wrote them down one by one. The dwarf envoy's boasting came to an abrupt end, and his pride turned into anger. The dwarf envoy angrily denounced the rogues of the gods called Aesir, who always cheated the treasures from their dwarf ancestors.

Later, the second generation of One-Eye slaughtered most of the dwarves, cursed the dwarves' wisdom, and continued to hunt them.

This part was known by Marika, and it was the dark history of the dwarves. In the Age of Gods, when the Queen of Gods boasted that no one in the world could break her protection and wanted to hurt Balder, the dwarves made mistletoe out of gold. As a result, Balder not only killed Odin and gained omniscience and omnipotence, but also killed all the skilled dwarves.

"Why did Balder want to kill Odin?" Marika murmured to herself. This was something she could never understand. There was no conflict between Odin and Balder. Odin was even Balder's protector.

The dwarf messenger heard Marika's mumbling and sneered.

"Because Balder feared [the destined death], as long as he was still Balder, the destined death would come no matter what, so he chose to gain more titles to escape it."

"So Balder chose the One-Eye. The One-Eye would also bring about his destined death, but Balder's protection could avoid it. The One-Eye's omniscience could constantly predict the future and peek into fate, allowing him to avoid the only death."

"Isn't that dying god doing the same thing, trying to evade it by using other identities and titles?"

Marika clenched her fists violently. The dwarf messenger's words were the greatest slander against Blaze.

Casually using Blaze's acquisition of power and title to characterize Blaze's consistent purpose, belittling the injuries Blaze suffered and the overwhelming despair he faced in the process.

If the dwarf messenger had not mentioned the destined death that she cared about very much, she would have pressed the dwarf messenger's head into his chest.

"Unfortunately, no matter how many layers of great identities he covers himself with, his destined death will eventually come." The dwarf messenger sneered in a low voice.

"At least he killed Balder and liberated the wisdom of the dwarves, didn't he?" Marika said coldly.

"So what? That was Balder's destined death, but also a gift from fate. He was just lucky." The dwarf messenger snorted and opened his arms enthusiastically towards the Ivandi Palace.

"When our great ancestors, struggling in the darkness and searching for a glimmer of hope, discovered the sleeping chariot, they had already prepared weapons to kill their gods."

"He just got there first."

Chapter 1916 A Quarter of the Sun

A weapon to kill gods?

Marika's eyes flashed for a moment, and she understood what the dwarf messenger meant.

The sun chariot that crashed in the Sole Sun War was obtained by the Dwarf Kingdom. Even the imitation sun chariot has the power to drag the sun, not to mention the original one.

There is no doubt that the Sun Chariot has a special ability to suppress the Sun God, whose body is the sun. Using the Sun Chariot to deal with Balder is indeed a good way.

Even if Balder cannot be killed, at least he can be locked up. If Balder's movements can be restricted, the curse on the dwarf will be useless.

Other races need the wisdom of the dwarves to break through to the profession of blacksmith, but this does not have that effect on the dwarf race. The wisdom of the dwarves is inherited in the dwarf bloodline. As long as there is talent, one can figure it out even without anyone teaching.

Then the dwarves will surely be able to forge the golden mistletoe again to kill Balder.

Marika could understand the dwarves' hatred for Balder. Dwarves were a natural forging race. Balder's deprivation of their right to forge was worse than death. The sunlight itself would turn the dwarves into stone, which was equivalent to taking away their freedom.

The dwarves have an irreconcilable hatred for the sun.

The dwarf messenger used poor vocabulary to angrily curse Balder, and described with tears in his eyes how the ancient dwarves would rather cut off their own hands and turn into stone in the sun than face the fact that they could no longer forge.

But Marika did not change her ambition to destroy the Dwarf Kingdom, not even a little bit.

To put things one way or another, the dwarves' hatred of Balder has nothing to do with the dwarves' desire to sell arms and become a neutral kingdom that suppresses all other kingdoms.

Balder has been killed by Blaze and is now imprisoned in the underworld of Helheim. He is tortured by Hela with various tortures every day. When Hela's inspiration is exhausted, she solicits inspiration from strangers.

That was a horrible punishment that made her scalp tingle after she saw it. It can be said that Balder has truly atonemented for his sins in hell.

If the dwarf must torture Balder himself to appease his anger, he only needs to tell Blaze and it can be arranged the next day. He can torture him as long as he wants.

But it was obvious that even if the dwarves were allowed to torture Balder, they would not give up on becoming a neutral kingdom that sold arms, nor would they change their arrogant attitude of forcing friendship with the three major kingdoms.

Although it was her first day in the Dwarf Kingdom, the hometown of all dwarves, and her first time seeing dwarves, she also had a clear feeling of what kind of existence the dwarves were.

【If I can do this, I will do it as a matter of course】

It is said on the land that the dwarves casually give away forged weapons and generously teach dwarven skills. This is why they want to dominate all kingdoms, not caring about the devastation that war will bring to the lives of the people, and selling arms on a large scale to gain wealth and respect.

Incomparably pure, so good dwarves are pure in their goodness, and bad dwarves are simply bad.

As it should be, everything is taken for granted, and I will stick to it to the end.

Blaze mentioned the punishment of petrification because he was actually considering Greenland. He speculated that the time reversal of the Sun Chariot could revive the petrified dwarves and give them a chance to repent and move forward. However, after Marika saw with her own eyes what the dwarf kingdom looked like, she felt that it would be better to resolve it neatly.

The arrogance and greed of the dwarves are original sins. Greed is the cause of evil deeds, while arrogance will make evil deeds worse.

The direct cause of the dwarves' massacre at the hands of Balder was that the dwarves created the golden mistletoe.

What was the purpose of doing this? To demonstrate the dwarves' extraordinary skills, or simply to mock the protection created by the Queen of Gods' oath to all living things?

The truth is unknown, but in any case it was a murder caused by arrogance and greed.

Perhaps it was because the dwarves forged the golden mistletoe that Balder realized that his destined death was real and would come no matter what, so he did such an extreme thing.

Many thoughts flashed through Marika's mind, and the key point was indeed how the dwarves killed Balder.

It is impossible to rely solely on the characteristics of the Sun Chariot to deal with Balder. Rune magic, mass-produced Gungnir, etc. are all powerful means for Balder. In addition, the speed of the Sun Chariot, which is faster than the sun, is useless against Balder, the sun god whose body is the sun.

The means the dwarves use to kill Balder must be extremely powerful, and it would be best if they could crush him head-on. If they can deal with Balder, they can naturally deal with others.

That is the real trump card of the Dwarf Kingdom.

"The Sun Chariot alone cannot defeat Balder."

"That's right, the Sun Chariot alone is not enough, so we modified it." The dwarf messenger calmed down his excitement, and as if he had thought of something, his tone became indignant again.

"Now you are about to meet the most remarkable creation of the dwarven race."

The dwarf messenger led the way and led Marika into the huge heart furnace building.

The interior of the heart furnace is also hollow. In its center stands an extremely tall and burly statue, nearly three meters tall, in streamlined black and gold armor. The surface of the armor is covered with lava cracks, and golden energy surges inside.

All the heat and all the light come from this armor.

Marika glanced around calmly, but she found no trace of the Sun Chariot.

At this moment, a strange ripple was released from the black and gold armor, silently like an illusion, but it also set off some kind of incomprehensible wave.

Those are ripples of time flowing backwards.

The black and gold armor in front of you is the original Sun Chariot!

Marika's expression darkened. The development of the situation was slightly beyond their expectations. They didn't expect that the dwarves would directly change the appearance of the original Sun Chariot and transform it into the appearance of armor.

This defeats the solution of knocking the driver down.

Just as Marika's expression was changing from gloomy to bright, the black and gold armor changed strangely. The golden energy in it gathered together, then broke free from the armor and fell to the ground, transforming into four handsome white horses like little suns.

The four white horses let out angry huffing sounds, but were then bound by pale golden chains to the armor that had dulled to black.

Marika paused, the four white horses brought an incredible sense of oppression.

[Sun Horse·Pyroyce LV125]

[One quarter of the sun, symbolizing fire]

[Sun Horse·Eos LV125]

[One quarter of the sun, symbolizing dawn]

[Sun Horse·Aetion LV125]

[One quarter of the sun, symbolizing heat]

[Sun Horse·Fowler LV125]

[One quarter of the sun symbolizes burning]

Chapter 1917 The Dark History of the Dwarves

Marika's expression became serious. The levels of these four white horses were very subtle, only LV125, but the oppression they brought and the results of the identification were very shocking.

A quarter of the sun, the sun steed, and these contents put together, the level [LV125] has a special meaning just like [LV1].

This has created a huge uncertainty. They originally thought that even if the Dwarf Kingdom could mass-produce the Sun Chariot, there would not be enough Sun Gems to drive the Sun Chariot, and the real Sun Chariot would not have a real sun to drive it.

But who could have imagined that this ancient sun chariot from the Olympus totem actually had its own sun, that is, the four sun horses locked on the sun chariot.

The sun is the four white horses.

They should have guessed the answer when they saw the imitation sun chariot. Dragging does not necessarily mean being dragged from behind; the action itself is mutual!

The four sun horses stomped on the ground angrily, seeming quite dissatisfied, but helpless.

The man in black and gold armor knelt on one knee, and the armor on his back opened like wings, gushing out scorching heat waves. A burly human figure covered in magic armor similar to that of the Magic Emperor stood up from the black and gold armor.

"Dwarf King!" The dwarf messenger raised his hands fanatically towards the burly human figure.

Dwarf King?

Marika withdrew her gaze from the Sun Horse and looked at the being called the Dwarf King. He was taller and more muscular than any dwarf she had ever seen, and his whole body was wrapped in magical armor.

The quality of this magic armor is obviously better than that of the Magic Emperor, but it is still burning inside the black and gold armor transformed from the True Sun Chariot, emitting black smoke.