The knight in the abyss

Chapter 454 The Temple
As soon as Tijana finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the temple. It sounded like a dwarf blacksmith was hitting the anvil with all his strength with a hammer.Accompanied by the loud noise, the signs of hammer and anvil appeared on the stones that originally blocked the entrance, and then slowly moved to both sides, revealing the entrance of the temple.

"God the Father is manifested, God the Father is manifested!"

All the dwarves present were shocked, partly because Moradin actually heard Tijana's call, and partly because Father God would allow a demon lord to enter His sanctuary.Lancelot glanced at Tijana in surprise, wondering if the succubus lord was behind the scenes.

"Of course not me." Tijana's voice immediately sounded in his mind, and the other party obviously saw the meaning of his eyes, "And what's so surprising, am I right? Isn't it all about you?" Is it the point of view that has been instilled in me all the time?"

"I suddenly felt that Moradin seemed to be taking special care of you." Lancelow responded through a telepathic connection, "When I was using that whip before, it was like this that a miracle happened."

"It seems that the Soul Forger is indeed a harsh but just god." Tijana shrugged and walked towards the temple. The guards hesitated, but stopped her.

"What's the matter?" Tijana said impatiently, "Are you still going to stop me?"

"Don't dare, my lord, we already know the will of God the Father." The attitude of the dwarf guard leader was much more respectful than before, but he still stood firmly in place, "But as long as it is in peacetime, any visitor to the temple must Surrender all weapons."

Tijana stared at the dwarf in front of her with threatening eyes, and the latter looked at her without fear. Even though the strength gap between the two parties was greater than that of the lion and Mianyang, Lancelot finally came out to smooth things over.

"This is the weapon that Barend Frostforged made for me. Although it has not been with me for a long time, it is already an irreplaceable partner." Lancelow handed Frost to him, "Even this The brief separation also made my heart feel like a knife, and the pain is hard to control..."

"It's almost done." Brutal slapped him hard on the back, and handed over his hammer, "This is also my father's handicraft, very useful!"

"Masterpiece." The leader of the dwarf guards took the weapons from the two men and handed them over to his companions, and the three craftsman committee members who came together also handed in their handaxes and warhammers.In the end, only Tijana remained unmoved, and the dwarf guard looked at her almost pleadingly.

"Respect the tradition of the dwarves." Lancelot advised softly, "This thing is mutual. If you respect them, they will respect you."

Tijana took a deep look at Lancelot, reluctantly took out a Mithril one-handed sword from her dimensional bag, and handed it over.The dwarf guard took it with grateful hands, and although he knew it was by no means Tijana's only weapon, it at least respected the dwarven tradition in form.

"Please come in." The guards finally gave way to the road, and the succubus lord didn't say anything, and stepped into the dwarf temple hidden in the mountain, and the rest of the people followed.

It was the first time for Lancelow to come to this kind of place, and everything around him made him curious.After stepping through the huge stone carved entrance, he found himself in a wide passageway, with twelve thick stone pillars on both sides of the passageway, and a huge stone hall embedded in the mountain at the end.

The hall looked a lot like the head of a warhammer, so the passage in front of them was the hammer handle, and the boulder they just passed was the counterweight at the end of the hammer handle.

Lancelot knew that there was a hammer on Moradin's holy emblem, but he didn't expect the dwarves to be so fond of this object that can be used as a tool and a weapon at the same time, that they even built the temple of their creator god into the shape of a hammer.

A blazing torch was hung on each stone pillar, illuminating the surroundings extremely brightly, but the surrounding air was not dull at all, and the dwarves who built this place obviously dug a dark passage for ventilation.There are exquisite reliefs on the stone pillars, depicting a tall dwarf fighting giants, orcs and goblins. It must be the great achievements of Moradin, the father of the dwarves.

Passing through the corridor supported by these stone pillars, everyone entered the stone hall at the end.In the middle of the hall stood an anvil exuding a sacred aura. The anvil was nothing but the shrine that Lancelot and Barend made when they made the whip for Tijana. The behavior of the dwarves at the time was still very... unreasonable.

Next to the iron inkstone is a burning forge, the red light from inside illuminates the entire interior of the temple, and there are some display shelves around it, on which are placed exquisite dwarf crafts, and they are looking for The pickaxe is placed in the most conspicuous position.

In addition, there are a full set of forging tools such as tanning racks, workbenches, and grinding wheels around. Except for a set of stone tables and chairs that seem to be used for meetings, this place is more like a blacksmith's shop than a temple.

There are also some smaller rooms on both sides of the main hall, some are the dormitories of the guards, some are warehouses and exhibition halls, and there are other types of holy emblems placed at the entrances of some rooms, which seem to enshrine other dwarven gods.

Lancelot recognized one of the emblems consisting of two crossed battle axes. He knew that it was the symbol of the god of war in the dwarf pantheon, but he didn't know which god the rest of the emblems symbolized.He saw a pair of silver rings, a bronze mask, a long burning needle, and gems embedded in stones. It was difficult to judge what kind of priesthood they corresponded to from the appearance.

"Master Tijana, this is... your pickaxe." A dwarf temple guard took what they were looking for from the shelf, and offered it to the succubus lord reluctantly.

Tijana took a deep breath and took the pickaxe over. Until then, her tense face showed a relaxed look.Lancelot had a special feeling in her heart, as if this dwarven relic had a special meaning to her.

"Dear Lady Tijana, now that you have taken back this pickaxe, may I ask you a question..." Adric, who had been silent since entering the temple, said, "Why did you come here suddenly? Take this pickaxe? Does it have any special use for you?"

"Of course." Tijana glanced at the chief committee member disdainfully, and took out a thick leather scroll from the dimension bag, "I will use it to find more relics of Dyne Frostbeard."

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