Peerless Immortal

Chapter 3626 Incitement

3623-Instigation

"Mausros, why did you come back so soon?!"

The old patriarch of the dwarf tribe was still sad that his son was taken away by others, and he did not know his life or death in the future; he also saw that his son was unwilling to go, this trip was even dangerous, but he had no choice.

The dwarf tribe has a division of labor. Although they are the orthodox descendants of the dwarf tribe, the force of the thorn dwarf tribe is the protector of all the dwarf tribes. In today's troubled times, if there is no protection from the thorn dwarf tribe, the dwarf tribe Such a tribe with a lot of gold and no combat power will sooner or later be wiped out by a powerful monster tribe.

The money and property owned by these dwarves will be taken away by other monster tribes at that time; and they, who are proficient in building various weapons and defensive armor, will also become slaves to other monster tribes. Quite miserable.

So even the old patriarch of the dwarf tribe did not dare to offend the thorny dwarf tribe, even if the other party wanted his own son, he could only give it with both hands.

However, what he didn't expect was that his son Mausros had just gone out for a long time, so he took his own hammer and returned to the tribe alone.

"Patriarch father, I'm back. I have learned the fighting method from the thorny dwarf tribe, so they let me come back!" The old turtle gave the old patriarch a big hug.

"How is it possible!" The old patriarch stood there dumbfounded.

Counting from time, even if Mouthros went to the Thorns dwarf tribe and then came back, half a day was not enough, how could he have learned the method of battle?

"Mausros, you fellow! You are not only lazy, you steal my things all day, and now you have learned to lie! Our dwarf tribe can't lie, we are the most honest dwarves!" After the old patriarch wanted to understand, immediately Swearing at his son.

Laogui said with a grieved expression, "Patriarch father, I really didn't brag! Isn't it just a fighting technique? I have really learned it!"

Although he has been lying there all these years, pretending to sleep, but he has learned a lot of necessary training and combat techniques, and this time he has obtained a lot of great thunder and flame techniques that can fight from Ding Hao. , Here, he can cultivate!

"Patriarch father, if you don't believe it, you can see for yourself!"

While talking, the old tortoise immediately performed the big thunder technique, attached thunder to his big hammer, and slammed forward, only to hear a click, a blue thunder was carried by the black square big hammer. It fell on the ground and punched the ground into a huge pit. A large area was already dark in the pit. The monster pangolin that had been hiding underneath was beaten to death!

"What?!" The old patriarch of the dwarf tribe was stunned.

First of all, I was surprised how my son suddenly possessed such a powerful combat power, and even some people would release the spell of thunder and lightning, which no one in the entire dwarf tribe learned, and his son Mausros had no such ability before.

"Mausros, you are really good! You are useful! You were born by your mother!" The old tortoise's dwarf mother in this world suddenly rushed up in tears, holding her son, full of tears.

The old turtle was also a little touched, hugging his mother, and said, "Mother, don't worry! I won't let you be frightened again. In the future, our dwarf tribe will no longer be so weak. Not only me, but the entire race will become stronger. ! I will take all the dwarves in the group, and we will cultivate together to become stronger and stronger! We will also create the first monster country on the continent and destroy the elves..."

The old patriarch of the dwarf tribe quickly stopped and said, "Nonsense, son, are you crazy?! Our dwarf tribe is inherently small and not suitable for fighting. We are proficient in ironing, and we are proficient in building weapons and defensive armor! Don't build a country of monsters and beasts, and don't fight with elves. We just need to make money by fighting iron and have enough gold coins to spend!"

"Stupid." The old turtle said irritably, "You only see those money. What is the use of all those gold coins in your warehouse? It is useful to spend them! Turn the gold coins into the powerful strength of our tribe, so we can protect Only oneself can dominate the country, win victory, and go on in this difficult world!"

In the dispute between the old turtle and the old patriarch, many dwarves stopped their crafting work and came to watch a lively scene nearby, surrounded by many people.

Seeing this kind of sight, the old tortoise couldn't help standing on a forged platform with the flame out nearby, pointing at the pangolin monster that he shot out in the pit in front of him.

He said loudly, "This pangolin was beaten out by me. If it weren't for me to beat out, you wouldn't know his existence! What is he doing here, who can you tell me?"

A dwarf who was only seven or eight years old came out, "I know, this pangolin must be lying under our feet, wanting to listen to us and steal our gold coins!"

All the dwarves present laughed.

The old turtle shook his head and said, "This kid is right, but he is only half right! This pangolin creeps under our feet, just to eavesdrop on our words, what does he want to do, he is not coveting our gold coins, He wants to kill us! His stealing of gold coins is even worse, he wants to steal our lives! He wants us to be their slaves, wants us to build armor for them, wants us to make money for them, wants us Provide them with strength to fight for the hegemony of the world!"

The dwarves present were laughing and joking at first, but when the old turtle said that, everyone's face became serious.

The old turtle said loudly, "What world is it now? Go outside the tribe and take a look, and you will find that it is a chaotic world now! There are endless fighting everywhere, the flames of war are spreading everywhere, and Qianfang is still fighting the elves. Fighting, the monsters of the various races in the rear are killing each other! My compatriots, this is not a good time, now is a troubled world! If you don't want to get ahead in a troubled world, you will be wiped out and enslaved by others! You have some money, but what's the use in troubled times? Look at my father. He is an old patriarch. He is so rich. His gold coins are full of warehouses, but he can't even keep his son! To others, but also to those thorny dwarves! The thorny dwarves are still our kin, if one day the pangolin monster tribe kills, or the powerful crocodile dragon tribe kills, what will you fight against? They are scattered, one by one, they don’t even have freedom. They strike iron for 12 hours and cannot rest. Are all the gold coins obtained belong to others?"

When he said this, many dwarves had red eyes and gritted their teeth and said, "Young patriarch, we are not willing, what should we do?!"

(End of this chapter)