The Age of Machines

Chapter 363 Dill
Holding an oil lamp, he walked slowly in front of Beixi and the others step by step, then stopped, and opened his mouth to speak the language of the mainland.

"I feel the power of the High Priest." He raised his head, his eyes still tightly closed without revealing a single gap.

As if he could see them, he slowly looked at Beixi from the peacock. He obviously didn't open his eyes, but the group of them felt a sharp gaze sweeping over them, with scrutiny and prying eyes. It touched their hearts, and immediately made several people shudder.

What's going on with this NPC?

"Who are you?" This group of people has neither the descendants of the high priest, nor the breath of the barbarians, nor the blood of the king.The language of the barbarians has never been passed on to the outside world. How did these outsiders activate the power of summoning?
The dwarves are the apostles who are loyal to the barbarians. They signed a contract with the barbarians, and they have been loyal to the barbarians for generations.Later, the barbarians began to believe in priests, and the dwarfs, as slaves of the barbarians, also enshrined the priests as gods.

Until the last moment of the destruction of the wilderness, these loyal dwarf warriors were still protecting the last bloodline of the barbarians... Although they committed heinous crimes, the loyalty of this race remained unchanged.

Beixi took the scepter and walked up to Dill.Putting the scepter in front of him, he said in a low voice: "We are adventurers from Karans, and this scepter led us here."

Dill stretched out his left hand. His nails were sharp and darkly painted. There were many dark brown spots on the back of his wrinkled hand, which looked a little scary.

He had a keen intuition, his hands didn't feel empty, as if he could see the position of the scepter, and he directly touched the scepter as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Heh~" The moment he touched the scepter, he gasped, staggered back a few steps, his hands trembling and his face showing fear. "It's a great crime, a great crime. Dirty Dill touched the sacred scepter, Dirty Dill is guilty..."

Before everyone could react, he put down the oil lamp, kowtowed to the scepter, repeatedly...

The bursts of muffled sound were very loud, and each of his blows was very powerful, but it only lasted 1 minute, his head was bleeding, and he still didn't stop.

What kind of belief has made generations of them so crazy.Beixi didn't understand, and probably couldn't understand the so-called power of faith.

The person she believes in has always been only herself.

"If you continue like this, even we won't be able to help you." Beixi said, and the scepter was withdrawn.

Dill paused and looked at the outsider in front of him carefully. "What is your purpose here?"

"I said it was the scepter that led us here..." Beixi looked at Dill with a calm tone, paused for a second and continued: "The dwarves have been loyal to the barbarians for a long time, since you have been summoned by the barbarian's spell, you should They are still working for the barbarians. I don’t know, can you take us to find the blood left by the barbarians?”

"Once a master is chosen, we will be loyal until death." Dill got up and lifted the oil lamp. His tone was neither salty nor dull, and his expression didn't change at all, but there seemed to be deep meaning in his words.

"Even if your master made a big mistake, you still want to die for him?"

Dill raised his jaw and said calmly, "As long as there is power in our blood, we have to obey. Although I admire my lord very much, I can't do anything for you."

Hearing this, the rest of the people understood that this NPC was trying to refuse to lead them to find the barbarians.

Before coming, they had a brief understanding of the historical background of the Great Wilderness.Because the barbarians instigated rebellion and betrayed the priests of the Great Desolation, not a single blade of grass grew in the Great Desolation, and there was no drop of rain or dew in a hundred years. Over time, this place became a desert and a place of great danger.

Except for this information, there is no more available information on the official website.You can only rely on the player to guess, rely on the player to think, and rely on the player to make a strategy.

Bei Xi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said evil words: "You are really a loyal dog."

Hearing this, the few people listening on the sidelines were dumbfounded. Would the president change the subject so quickly, why did he suddenly scold the NPC?
When Dill heard this, he was really angry. "Damn human, don't think that dwarf warriors are easy to bully!"

Ding, Dill's friendship with you is reduced by 10.

They didn't have much friendliness in the first place, but now they're directly lost as soon as they drop... When the score reaches 50, they probably have to deal with them.Generally, NPCs who are irritated by players and whose friendliness has decreased are difficult to deal with. They don't quite understand what the president is doing.

"Am I wrong? The barbarians oppressed your descendants for generations, treating your dwarves like domestic animals, whipping and insulting you at will. But you are still loyal to them like dogs. Am I wrong?"

Dill lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and the sharp nails were stuck in the palm of his hand, but he still didn't know the pain.

They dwarves believe in absolute force.When the clan was on the verge of extinction, it was the first-generation patriarch of the barbarians who saved their ancestors and gave them a home to live in.

In order to repay the life-saving grace, the ancestors signed a blood master-servant contract with the barbarians, and the dwarves have been loyal to them from generation to generation.

But the further back, the stronger the suppression of the blood. A word or a drop of blood from the barbarians can make them lose their minds, just like wild beasts who can't tell the difference between the enemy and the enemy and kill each other.

Being whipped, insulted, and using blood power to make their clansmen kill each other for viewing activities.Who knows the grievances they have suffered and the resentment in their hearts?

Yes, they are dogs.

The most loyal dog of the barbarians.

Dill couldn't refute it, but after being exposed by outsiders, he became more angry and screamed. The old oil lamp suddenly ignited, and a strong air current hit Beixi.

Beixi avoided quickly. Seeing the situation, several people quickly drew out their weapons and prepared to join the battle.Bei Xi hurriedly stopped them, "The system hasn't prompted you to do it yet!"

Hearing this, everyone was also stunned.That's right, I didn't say that I can fight this NPC... that is, I haven't become a malicious NPC that can be attacked.

Beixi drew out the scepter, and only they had this, so it was impossible for Dill to be hostile to them.

why?
Priests are the gods the dwarfs worship, and the barbarians are the masters they have to submit to.Sandwiched between the two, the contradictions and entanglements in the hearts of the dwarves are incomprehensible to outsiders.

No matter how harsh Bei Xi said, as long as Dill still respected the priest, it was impossible to attack her.

Beixi had another purpose for speaking ill of him.

"The only god who can save you is also indirectly pushed to hell by you. You are not only a dog, but a cowardly dog. You don't even have the courage to betray, and you let the barbarians destroy the wilderness."

"It's really sad that you are still doing things for the barbarians in this situation."

Beixi showed a mocking smile, with a tone of disdain.

"Shut up, shut up!" Dill growled, his calm expression finally loosened a bit.

Ding, Dill's favorability towards you has been reduced by 20.

Everyone's hearts are hanging in their throats, it's not fun for the president to scold NPCs like this...

(End of this chapter)