The knight in the abyss

Chapter 63 The Shrine

Fortunately, that power didn't come to destroy him.

The range of the divine energy burst is very small, limited to less than nine feet with Barende as the center.

Barende's eyes widened as he realized that the Father had just answered his prayer.The divine light is slowly merging into the whip made of cold iron, and the anvil that serves as the base is attached with a very sacred aura, which he is very familiar with, and it is the shrine of Moradin that will some feeling.

According to dwarven standards, there is a burning furnace and an anvil here. It is already a full-fledged dwarven temple, or the kind that was consecrated by Moradin himself.

At this moment, a white light flashed, and the lord of Shuangqiao Town appeared here directly by teleportation.

I saw that Tijana was in a fully armed state. She was wearing a set of mithril full-body armor, which fit her bumpy figure well; Whips, throwing knives, handcuffs and several potions.

She obviously felt the surging divine power in her own territory, and rushed over immediately, searching for the enemy with her eyes around, preparing to directly fight with which celestial creature without long eyes.

"Uh..." Lancelo greeted, "Tijana, calm down first, I can explain..."

"Why are you here?"

...

After a while.

"That is to say, you made me a whip with cold iron. After the completion, this dwarf old man felt that the finished product was very good, and then prayed to the god of dwarves, the great power of the order and the good camp, Moradin the Soul Forger, I hope he Bless this gift to the devil?"

Lancelot felt that Tijana's statement was a bit too dramatic, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Uh..." Barende was a little embarrassed. "Almost... well. I didn't expect Father God to respond..."

"Congratulations, you succeeded!" Tijana smiled sarcastically, "It seems that the old man of the Soul Forger has a lot of opinions on me. In order not to let me use it, he completely turned it into a sacred weapon. If I hold it directly, I'm afraid it is no different from holding a soldering iron."

"No, it's impossible, if the great Father God doesn't approve, it will directly destroy this weapon!" Barende quickly defended, his eyes suddenly lit up, "That's right! I happened to get a handguard before. The design of the succubus comes from a famous succubus paladin. Wear that gauntlet and you can use this weapon normally, give me five days, no, three days! I can make it in three days!"

"I've heard of that guy, and I know what you're thinking, Barende." Tijana said with a cold face, "I never doubted the skills of you or any dwarf craftsman, you don't need to prove anything to me. "

"Then this whip?" Barende looked at Tijana eagerly, his face full of unwillingness.

"Make that gauntlet as soon as possible." Tijana laughed suddenly, grabbed the whip, a painful expression appeared on her face, and the hand holding the whip began to emit blue smoke. "A sacred weapon, why not? Even in my treasury, it's a perfect collection."

She endured the pain and put the whip into a storage bag. Lancelot noticed and Barende saw that her hand holding the whip had become bloody, but it was healing quickly.

"Make that gauntlet as soon as possible, I can't wait to try it." Tijana's words brought the smile back to the face of the old dwarf, "According to the tradition of the dwarves, you have the right to name your creation, And I respect that tradition. What do you want to call it?"

"This is a whip made of cold iron, which can cause extra damage to most abyssal creatures." Barende said respectfully, "I plan to call it the Abyssal Flayer."

"As you wish." Tijana nodded. "Since I respect your tradition, you have to respect mine. If I feel right, this anvil has turned this place into Moradin's. Sanctuary, do you know what my attitude is to these guys who pretend to be gods?"

The old dwarf's eyes showed deep horror, and he shouted:

"No! Absolutely not! You can't destroy it!"

"Do you need me to remind you who is the master here?" Tijana's tone showed that she was suppressing her anger, and she whispered, "Shuangqiao Town does not have any temples, not one! Either you come, or I Kill you first, then step on your corpse and come in person!"

"Everyone calm down." Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, Lancelot quickly jumped out to put out the fire, "My lady, can you tell me why you did this? This kind of behavior will definitely annoy the gods in high places, but It doesn't seem to do you any good."

"Do you know what you're talking about, human?" Tijana glared at Lancelot, "Look around you, this is the abyss, have you thought about the consequences?"

"In my opinion, having one more temple like this will not make your enemies more hostile to you, because they already have 1 reasons to hate you." Lancelot patiently analyzed the pros and cons, "And your allies , Sorry, does Shuangqiao Town really have allies? My friend Kara Lin told me about the great history of this city. In those critical moments of Shuangqiao Town, it seems that no force has ever extended a helping hand to you , except the city's own people, the dwarves who first served under your command."

"So what?" Tijana was still annoyed, but seemed willing to listen to Lancelot continue.

"It means that from the outside, it makes no difference to you whether you destroy this dwarf temple." Lancelot found his mind spinning fast, "and from the inside, it's good for you to keep this temple. It is obvious. The large number of dwarves in Double Bridge Town will have a much more positive evaluation of you, and they will respect and even support you, so that you will encounter much less resistance when you make various demands."

"I don't need their support! What I want is their obedience and submission!" Tijana said impatiently, "I can get this with just fear!"

"You don't want compliance and submission, you want their skills, their products, and even their force, if necessary." Lancelot was not intimidated by Tijana's impatience, "respect and support You can get them to give you that, and more. A fearful craftsman doesn't put all his energy into his work, he's just trying to save his own life."

"But it's still too dangerous. It will even attract the attention of those abyss lords. You don't know anything about their power. In the abyss, even if the gods descend into incarnations, they are probably not the opponents of the abyss lords." Tijana seemed to I was moved by what he said, but still not convinced.

"We can take a compromise solution." Lancelot continued to be persuasive. "There are countless caves suitable for hiding in the Broken Mountains not far from here. You completely let the dwarves move this anvil there. And claim to have no knowledge of it, and Barende will make sure that the dwarves are no less grateful to you."

"All the dwarves will be grateful to you, I promise you." Barende hurriedly said, "except maybe the gray-skinned bald ones."

Tijana looked at them silently, without speaking, Barend had to bite the bullet and throw the last chip.

"With the appeal of God's miracle, I am sure that the monthly output of cold iron weapons can be increased to [-]... No, at least [-] pieces!"

A smile finally appeared on the succubus' face.

"Give you half a day to make this anvil disappear from Shuangqiao Town."

　Change first and then change, ask for a recommendation ticket~

　　

(End of this chapter)