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CHAPTER 351 CHAPTER 0350

There was a long silence in the tent.

The marauders looked at each other and dropped their guard.

They all feel that Lu Fu's current state is completely different from when he left.

The northern thugs were also stunned for a long time, and then put away their weapons one after another, and saluted and greeted the leader they had sworn allegiance to.

Lufer broke into the tent under his eyes.

Behind him was a biting cold wind.

Those leather animal skins with excellent toughness that could withstand the severe cold were actually torn into strips by Lufer with his bare hands.

The marauders stared at the man in the middle of the room, who was getting dressed.

The cold wind whipped the leaders present like a whip. During the long silence, everyone agreed on a few unspoken things.

The pointless bickering is over.

Ruver is stronger than ever before.

No one can compete with the man in front of him for the command of the army.

The tent is full of trophies, and the looters like to show off their wealth when they gather. It seems that only this kind of thing can give people a sense of security, like a kitten with a barbed tongue, licking the growing ambition.

Lufer picked out a few expensive and exquisite armors and put them on.

He was ready to go, flexed the muscles on his neck, turned around and said to everyone in the room:
"All the staff gather outside the arena, block the city to me, and draw another group of guys who can resist, we have to start working~"

Lufu grabbed the Kabbah sword inlaid with spar next to him, and walked towards the night with his fingers shaking.

……

Ken stood on the street full of people.

The mercenaries and adventurers behind him all stared at the city gate in front of them intently.

Ambera Ice Harbor never seems to close.

In the memory of traders in the southern border and natives in the northern border, it always welcomes customers from all directions with an open attitude. Due to the huge flow of people, it has also extended a large number of ancillary buildings, such as temporary hotels for the periphery. .

There are also caves and forests where mystics and freaks of all kinds rest.

[Only by keeping it closed, can the natives of the port abandon their meaningless illusions, let everyone make corresponding camp choices, and thus strengthen the team's strength. 】

"Turn it off."

Ken waved his hand and gave the order.

Behind him stood two long lines, all of which were strong mercenaries and adventurers, and Langz wasn't even the biggest of them all.

Taverns and various business establishments have been closed.

Official buildings like the Luodu Opera House also expressed their cooperation, and dispatched corresponding manpower to join in the city defense operations.

[The team is gradually growing, which is good news. 】

Quima and Langmingway beside Ken are commanding the team.

The two steels, as thick as anchor chains, were gradually straightened, and the sound of clattering and loud shouts were all intertwined, until the thing was dragged forward...

【Score Collection: Dock Tracker】

【Grade: C】

[Effect: Passionate, united, excited. 】

There are many ships moored in the Ambera Ice Port, and the residents living on the docks will hum a very clichéd call, and when there are a lot of travelers, they can also keep up with the simple accent.

Strength is constantly emerging from everyone's body.

As everyone retreated, the two thick and long iron cables were pulled out.

It stretches along the streets and alleys, and the parts that have been pulled out are all covered with traces of time. Apart from rust, there are even some tidal reptiles nesting and multiplying on it.

With the rhythmic lengthening of the chain.

Right below the city gate of Ambera Ice Harbor, two solid walls rose.

"Oh my god, we dug up some old antiques, but no one ever told me that the thing buried here is his portrait."

The onlookers were amazed one after another, and among them the most experienced ones hurriedly took out their glasses.

Ken was standing right in the middle of the alley.

With his head held high, two priceless and exquisitely crafted iron chains moved beside him, and he watched the two giant city gates rising from the ground slowly cut off the sunlight in front of him.

[Historical Truth: Sculpture of the Dwarf Emperor]

[Description: Thildrin once said that his ancestors never forgot the oath they read in front of the dwarven throne, but the evidence of loyalty was buried in the soil, and no one remembered it. 】

Notes pop up in due course.

Meg was wearing the mask decorated with bird feathers.

She stared blankly at the two raised city gates:
At this time, the light in the entire port is completely blocked, but the crystal inlaid in the center can just be reflected from a certain angle, turning the entire mural into a bronze sculpture. The crown on the top of the figure is a dazzling golden color, which can reflect furthest position.

[Character: The First Dwarf Emperor]

[Description: He set off a rebellion. The hammer and wisdom are the most powerful weapons of the race. The moans of the giant python and the shock that spread to the mainland are the best accompaniments for his ascension to the throne. 】

With the help of his notes, Ken finally realized the prototype of the spectacular sculpture in front of him.

They are the last recorded leaders in the northern region, a race that can lead the entire wild ice field, and among them, the dwarf emperor who first created the myth, few people can describe the appearance of the other party.

History is constantly being tampered with in the alternation of wars and prosperity.

The traces left behind are actually the interpretations of things by the descendants themselves. As time goes by, perhaps the initial enthusiasm and loyalty will deteriorate, and the history created by the heroes will gradually be forgotten.

That's why some people persist in digging and visiting.

Trying to understand a certain legend from those fragments and damaged memories, those bright memories and gorgeous chapters that have been left in the hearts of the people.

McGonagall studied with Burke for a long time.

Through her description, the people around gradually understood the meaning of this city gate.

Sardrin is the most memorable one among the dwarf emperors of all dynasties, because he completed the felling of the ancient sacred tree during his successor time, and successfully turned it into the skeleton of the eternally frozen high wall.

But such a legendary leader of the dwarves was originally born from resistance.

His family was deemed treacherous because there was no evidence of loyalty, and was destroyed in the initial murder. Only young Sardrin survived the battle and vowed to wash away the disgrace of his family.

"But it is regrettable that until he came to the throne and created countless brilliant political achievements, those dusty histories still have not been found."

Mag looked at the sculpture in front of him.

She knows everything from the style of sculpture to the idea of ​​composition.

The Thildrin family is one of the most artistic among the dwarves.

They burst out of inspiration from the long struggle, and instead became a different kind of nurturing art.

Today, there are many relics of the family in the numerous library collections of the southern border countries, which have always recorded traces of the most glorious years of the dwarves.

(End of this chapter)