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The dwarves were extremely excited. After all, even dwarves had to pay a high price to forge a semi-divine artifact. Moreover, this time he had forged two of them in one go, along with thousands of years of treasured materials accumulated in the clan. In the end, he had to make them for someone else, but it was still worth it for Werther, the dwarf's benefactor. The dwarves wiped their sweat and began to discuss the two newly completed pieces of equipment. The Great Elder sent someone to invite Werther. Ever since he had watched the process of the dwarves' forging, Werther seemed to have understood something. He didn't come back for a few days, and hid in the city, meditating on something.

After a while, Werther arrived. He was very satisfied with the two pieces of equipment that he had successfully forged. Under the instructions of the Great Elder, Werther put on the Heaven Swallowing Armor and brandished the coiling dragon staff, which shone with a golden light as he displayed the Great Divine Demon Staff Technique. The coiling dragon rod turned into a true divine dragon, soaring recklessly in the air, and everyone seemed to hear the deafening roars of a dragon; it was as if a divine dragon had descended upon them. After he finished playing with the Demon Legendary Rod, Werther stopped what he was doing and stood still. He didn't look nervous at all. He gently stroked the staff, his face full of excitement.

The Great Elder laughed. "After we refined it anew, the amount of Dou Qi this Coiling Dragon Cane can withstand has already reached a frightening amount. As long as you have enough Dou Qi, you can use this rod to directly kill a demigod! Also, the Heaven Swallowing Armor's abilities had been greatly strengthened, allowing it to ignore all the attacks of the Sword Saint. Only the battle spirit of a demigod or forbidden spell would be able to harm it. Unfortunately, we are still unable to make these two items become true divine tools, because the artifact spirit doesn't exist inside. However, I have already reserved the space to keep the artifact spirits. If you meet a suitable soul in the future, you can seal them inside, and although the artifact spirit of the Pre-Sky Realm cannot compare to the God Equipment of the Innate Spirit Generator, its power will not be weaker than the God Equipment. " As he spoke, he looked at Beckham with a sinister smile.

Silver Dragon shrank back in fear and shouted, "Master! I am loyal to you, you better not seal my soul inside! " Werther scolded laughingly, "Enough, stop pretending to be afraid. I will not imprison the souls of other creatures to enslave them for no reason at all. That would be harmful to the heavens and the natural system of strength that I trained in. You don't have to pretend. " Lord Silver Dragon was finally relieved, and immediately glared fiercely at the Great Elder with his eyes wide open. The evil water in his stomach bubbled and bubbled as he thought to himself, "This damned savage dwarf actually dared to instigate his master to seal my Lord Beckham's soul!" This is unforgivable! "

The Great Elder's heart skipped a beat. Having provoked this evil spirit, he had a bad premonition. He quickly said, "Sir Werther, I see that your dragon has a soft spot for the treasures of us dwarves. You must watch him carefully. In case he sneaks back and steals everything we have. " Upon hearing this, the other dwarves immediately looked at the Silver Dragon with protective eyes. Beckham cried out, "You dirty little dwarves who live only in mines! How dare you slander a silver dragon as great as me, you infuriate me to death! Do you know that I am selected by the clan's Great Elder to be the next Great Elder?! If you anger me, I will send my dragon race army to flatten your city and take away all your treasures! "

What met his eyes was an even more unfriendly gaze. Werther grabbed the top of his head and asked, "Oh?" Your Great Elder actually had such a thought? If you become the Dragon Clan's Great Elder, I'm afraid that the Dragon Clan will be destroyed. " The Silver Dragon replied angrily, "I am not lying! "The great elder has indeed predicted this. He has predicted that I will one day become a great elder of the dragon race!" "How did he predict it?" "Once, when I was drunk ?" Werther, "?" Dwarf: "?"

Werther said, "Fine, in short, the Dwarf is joking with you. You are not allowed to secretly come back to take revenge!" Great Elder, I am truly sorry, but I apologize for his presumptuous words. " The headmaster laughed, "It's nothing. In the eyes of the dragon clan, we dwarves are indeed only fit to live in mines. They look down on other intelligent species other than the gods!" The Silver Dragon muttered, "This little guy, he actually made Master watch over me." So sinister! "

The two pieces of equipment were forged by the Dwarves with all their might, allowing them to be reborn. At the same time, they also received the remains of a senior monk, which helped to resolve the volcano. It could be said that Werther's purpose in coming to the Dwarves had been completely accomplished. That night, Werther and the dwarves held a grand celebration, attended by thousands of dwarves. The volcano, which had threatened the dwarves for ten thousand years, was finally cured. The Dwarves, one by one, took turns toasting the wine. They were carrying a bowl of rum, and their sincere smiles made it so that Werther could not refuse them. In the end, one night, Werther could not remember how much he had drunk, he only knew that he had been carried to a place where he could rest.

After getting rid of the dwarves, Werther no longer had to disguise himself. He sat up and used a profound art to refine the alcohol he drank. When the sky turned white, he also regained his consciousness. As he lightly walked out of the stone house, snoring sounds could be heard from time to time. Werther was also somewhat reluctant to part with it. He was attracted by this simple and passionate people, but after all, this was not a place he had lived for a long time. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the morning light. It was the Great Elder. He held a clay pot in his hand. It was the wine that Werther had given to the dwarf.

I had expected you to leave at this hour, and I have come to see you off." Werther smiled. "Great Elder, thank you." How could it be possible to welcome you to the human world, to the Klein Empire as a guest? Father and I will certainly treat you well. " The Great Elder nodded. "If there's a chance, I will definitely go." Werther didn't say anything more and performed a human salute. He then left with big strides, without a trace of nostalgia. He walked with incomparable elegance. The Great Elder looked at the skinny but tall figure of his back and forcefully drank a mouthful of wine. He muttered, "You will definitely shake the entire continent in the future. I am also wholeheartedly looking forward to that day.

Werther left the Dwarves and mounted on the Silver Dragon's back. Beckham soared into the air and asked, "Master, where are we going now?" Werther's heart was filled with lofty ambition. He pointed to the south and shouted, "To the south! "The Fairy Realm!" The Silver Dragon shivered. "Elf? Are you going to meet those stubborn and unreasonable guys? " With a flap of his wings, he leapt towards the south. It had already been a few years since the Elven Prince gifted Werther with the Tree of Life Seed. Back then, he had once promised to go to the Elven race and heal the mother tree, which was in a withering state, but now that he had made tremendous progress, he had almost reached the realm of a demigod in this world. Although he couldn't say that he was going to be as unreasonable as he wished, he didn't care about ordinary little fish and shrimp.

The Elves lived in the Elven Forest, which was at the southernmost point of the continent. Legend said that the forest was the last pure land bestowed upon the Fairy Clan by the Goddess of Nature and the Goddess of Moon. It was said that the forest was the last pure land bestowed upon the Fairy Clan by the Goddess of Nature and the Goddess of Moon. It was precisely because of this reason that the moment the Tree of Life dried up, it would mean the destruction of the Elven Forest. This would also mean a disaster for the Elf Tribe. This was also the reason why the Elf King was so nervous.

The elven forests were not very far from the Tigris Mountains, but were at least ten thousand miles away. However, with the super strength of the Silver Dragon, there was no need to worry. They would arrive in a few days at most. Werther sat firmly on the dragon's back, squinting as if he were dozing. In fact, he was trying to figure out the uses of the newly mastered avatar of the Buddha. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that with the sariras and the combination of his "Extreme Delight, Fetters of Truth" was truly an endless use. Now, this doppelganger of his had become Werther's greatest trump card in a single leap. Compared to using the god corpse, his power was not the slightest bit weaker, yet there were no side effects. It was really good.

Werther was still trying to figure it out when he suddenly frowned and opened his eyes, staring ahead. He had just felt a surge of extremely powerful energy fluctuations suddenly erupt. It was so strong that it was actually something he had never felt before in his life. Werther patted the Silver Dragon's big head and ordered, "Quick! "Descend!" The Silver Dragon also felt the strong energy fluctuations. It was at a level that it was simply unable to contend against. It hurriedly descended, wanting to avoid this unknown expert. Who knew that that person would be so fast? Before he had even landed, a black cloud came flying over from the distance. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived above the dragon and the human. What a fat Silver Dragon, it's just nice to use for nourishment! " A black hand suddenly reached out from the dark clouds and grabbed at the Silver Dragon.

This large hand was completely made up of pure darkness elemental energy. It was so light that it actually had the strength of a Sword Saint. This scared Lord Beckham so much that he hurriedly shouted, "Master!" Hurry and save me! " Werther snorted coldly. This person could be seen to be his enemy, but not his friend. Werther had never been polite to such people before. He gripped the coiling dragon rod tightly, circulated his true energy, and started swinging it with a loud shout! The rod moved with the sound of the wind as it was infused with the true energy of primal chaos. In an instant, it struck the giant hand. Chaos true energy was the highest level of energy in the world, only second to the endless true energy before chaos was formed, and was the nemesis of all elemental magic qi. Chaos true energy was the highest level of energy in the world, next to the endless true energy before chaos was formed, and was the nemesis of all elemental magic qi.