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A small golden ball (the Dwarf thought so) exploded upon contact with the magma, but it was not melted by the high temperature. It was as if it weighed hundreds of thousands of kilograms, yet it forcefully suppressed the huge magma pillar! There seemed to be an invisible force gathering the magma, preventing it from dissipating. Werther's face was flushed, and it was obvious that forcefully suppressing the erupting magma was very strenuous for him. The dwarves also watched him nervously. Luckily, although the process was arduous, it was still successful. Under Werther's full control, the small sariras really pushed back the lava that had already erupted.

When the lava sank into the ground, Werther suddenly shouted, "Quick!" The Heavenly Pillar! " His words woke up the man in his dreams. The Head Elder immediately reacted and took out a small black metal rod. He tossed it into the air and it immediately swelled up. In just a few breaths, it had actually become a huge object. It fiercely descended toward the ground where the cracks had appeared. With a loud rumble, the cracks closed and the ground that had been broken through by the lava was completely mended. This Skypiercing Pillar was created by the Dwarves using the power of their entire race. It was meant to suppress volcanoes in the first place. Although it was only a semi-finished product, it was enough to seal this giant pillar of magma.

After the magma was completely sealed by the Skypiercing Pillar, Werther roamed around in the sky for a long time. He determined that the Skypiercing Pillar really suppressed the magma, so there wouldn't be any future troubles. Furthermore, there were no traces of magma appearing in other parts of the city. Only now did they land on the ground. The Dwarf and Silver Dragon had already surrounded them a long time ago. The Great Elder laughed. "Sir Werther, this time we really have to outdo you. Right now, I can feel that the power of the volcano has been weakened by a lot. It won't erupt again for at least a few thousand years. "After getting rid of this threat, we dwarves will be able to live here peacefully."

Werther naturally had to be humble as well. In fact, to put it mildly, it had helped the Dwarf's volcano, and Werther had put in a lot of effort as well. The monk had left the golden body and the sariras to suppress the volcano. Although it was slightly difficult for it to do so, but the more it was suppressed, the more power the volcano would accumulate. It had finally created the great calamity of today. However, at the same time Werther absorbed the body of gold and the body of sariras, he also absorbed a large amount of fire power from the volcanic magma, which to a certain extent also played a role. After this event, if the volcano wanted to accumulate enough power to erupt, it would need at least a few thousand years. Werther laughed, "Grand Elder, the reason the volcano is so difficult to deal with is mainly because there is a treasure suppressing it. This treasure has a great relationship with me, I have already stored it and also absorbed a large amount of its power. In the future, the Dwarves will be able to carve more tunnels in the ground to drain the magma. This way, they can release the power of earth fire and prevent the volcanoes from accumulating too much energy, and thus be unable to be treated. "

The Great Elder nodded. "That's right. What Sir Werther said is extremely correct. Actually, a thousand years ago, our Dwarves' ancestors discovered that there was a powerful force suppressing the volcano. Although it could alleviate the situation for a while, it prevented the volcano from leaking out for a long time. Our ancestors tried to collect this treasure, but it was hidden in the heart of the volcano. We couldn't get there at all, so we had to leave it there. "Now that the calamity has been eliminated, I will discuss it with my clansmen and come up with the best method. Not only can we use the heat of the volcano, but we can also release its power and make the Tigris Mountains a happy land for the dwarves."

No matter what, this time Werther successfully survived the calamity of the earth fire, and unexpectedly received a round sariras and a buddhist golden body. Now that he had mastered the avatar of the Buddha, especially with the golden body of a senior monk from the buddhist faith as his foundation, he had already cultivated his sariras to become a true buddhist avatar. Now, the Great Sun Buddha could be called a true avatar, and his mastery of buddhist arts was even more wondrous. With Werther's help, the Dwarves cleared away the source of internal strife and shattered the Kaiser Empire's ambition to annex the Dwarves. The threat of the volcano was resolved, and there were no worries anymore. Both sides could be said to be overjoyed.

Even the grand elder, who was blessed by Mordor, was unable to see through his strength. However, this only further deepened the grand elder's trust in the oracle of Mordain, and so far, the prophecy in the oracle had been completely fulfilled. It seemed that the neutral gods had really placed their bets on this Sir Werther. The grand elder was even more eager to accept it. He instructed his clansmen to repair the damaged city and then had the second elder personally go to the outside of the Tigris Mountain Range to bring back his clansmen who were temporarily staying there. Now that the volcano's crisis had been resolved, the clan members would not be in any danger when they returned, and they would be able to concentrate on rebuilding their homeland.

The Great Elder led Werther into a relatively high-class stone house in the city. He inquired about some matters in detail regarding the inside of the volcano. Other than concealing the matter of the sariras and the body of gold, Werther told them everything else. The Great Elder took note of the important points one by one. Finally, he smiled and said, "I really have to thank Sir Werther this time." In order to express our Dwarves' gratitude, in addition to the hundred thousand sets of armor and weapons we agreed upon earlier, we will also give you fifty thousand sets. In addition, I will send a team of a thousand to the Klein Empire. "Well, let the railway lead the way." Werther was overjoyed. Previously, it was the Kaiser Empire that obstructed the way, but the number of dwarves in the Klein Empire was not many. However, it was different now.

Werther said, "Then I'll have to thank Great Elder." However, I have another presumptuous request to ask of you. When you forge two weapons for me, can you allow me to watch by the side? " The Great Elder asked curiously, "Oh? Sir Werther, are you interested in the craftsmanship of us dwarves? If that's the case, I can teach you everything. " The railway standing by the side was shocked. Dwarves' technology was their most important foundation on the mainland, and it had always been a strictly confidential technology. Not to mention humans, even the dwarves themselves would have to go through many trials to get the inheritance. To think that the Great Elder would so easily promise to pass the technique on to him, Iron Can could not help but not think.

Werther laughed. "Grand Elder, you are too polite. The dwarves' forging skills are well-known throughout the continent. I have been looking forward to it for a long time." "However, I also have a copy of the legacy regarding artifact forging. I don't have the energy to study other sects, I just want to get some insights from Great Elder's technique. What a joke. In his mind, there were no crafting techniques of the Daoist, demonic, or Buddhist sects. If he could not learn them all, how could he have the energy to spy on the inheritances of others? The Great Elder said regretfully, "If that's the case, what a pity. Alright, I will prepare myself. Three days later, I will start forging two new weapons. " For one, he could use this to establish a firmer relationship with Werther. He had a feeling that with Werther's perception and strength, perhaps the dwarves' forging skills could really rise to a higher level in his hands.

He had a premonition that if he could observe the world's highest level of forging at close range, he would definitely be able to comprehend some things. It would be of great benefit to him personally refining his first flying sword in the future. Reaching out his hand, he touched his spatial ring, and a one-foot tall clay teapot appeared in front of everyone's sight. Werther lifted the layer of sealing mud on it. Instantly, an extremely strong aroma of wine drifted out. The moment the aroma of the wine appeared, the expressions of all the dwarves, including the grand elder, changed. The Head Elder was still pretending to be reserved when the Second Elder grabbed him. His nose twitched as he shouted, "What wine is this?"

Werther did not retaliate and let him snatch the clay teapot away. The Second Elder, ignoring everything else, lifted his mouth to the clay teapot and drank to his heart's content. Unexpectedly, someone next to him snatched away the wine pot and started gulping it down as well. It was precisely the Iron Cauldron. Facing such a fine wine, even a warrior as calm as Iron Cauldron couldn't sit still. There were three dwarven elders in the room. They no longer pretended to be tall and aloof. They all reached out their hands to snatch the clay pot. The scene was chaotic! The dwarves had used their combat power to get the flagon, and the wind in the room was so strong that even Werther was amazed.

The Dwarves loved fine wine as much as they loved forging. When he was in the imperial capital, he had instructed Alan to buy a large amount of grain. Although the grains in this world were different from those in his previous life, they all contained starch-like substances, and Werther had always been very fond of fine wine in his previous life. He also had a lot of knowledge about winemaking in his head. In accordance with the wine brewing methods from his previous life, through washing, fermenting, distilling, and other steps, Werther finally produced a good wine that was not inferior to the Five Grains Liquid, Maotai, and other fine Chinese wines from his previous life. He sealed it in the imperial city using a clay teapot, and this time, he brought his troops out along the way. At this time, the dust had settled, and as soon as he remembered it, he shared it with everyone.

Who would have thought that it would result in an internal battle! The only person who did not make a move was the Great Elder, whose eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the clay pot in everyone's hands. Almost every time a person drank wine, his adam's apple would move a little, as if the person who drank was him. Finally, after the Dwarves had fought wildly for a round, estimating that there was nothing left in the clay pot, the Great Elder could not hold it in anymore and shouted, "Bastard! All of you, stop right now! " He stretched out his hand and grabbed! He immediately took back the clay pot from the Second Elder. His moves were fast and powerful. It could be said that he was graceful and agile like a swimming dragon. Werther's pupils shrank. One could tell from this one move that the Great Elder's strength was extraordinary. He actually had the strength of a peak Sword Saint!