Chapter 165: 163 King of Black Iron_1
Translator: 549690339
Ever since learning about King Farrand’s shaful surrender, Otto had increased his investnt in reconnaissance forces.
Whether it was the Lizardman Scouts riding Giant Eagles or the Hawkn, all were sent out.
Previously, those human slaves marked with extension sentences also began to intermittently pass back so useful and useless intelligence.
Saru had to face a large amount of information every day. He needed to pick out useful and important intelligence from it and then forward it to Otto, so he was quite busy.
The Black Iron Dwarves in the Sulfur Mountains were also working hard, as set after set of exquisite weapons and equipnt produced by the dwarves were returned to the Land of the Soaring Dragon by Chira and the Wyverns.
Thunder and his clansn had completely fallen into the role of transport tools.
Many Black Iron Dwarf elders had rushed to the Sulfur Mountains, and even Otto’s attempts to entertain them were imdiately rejected.
For these old dwarves whose lives were nearing their end, they were more concerned about how to develop the Black Iron Cannon as quickly as possible.
Before the successful developnt of the Black Iron Cannon, Green Burst’s gunpowder was still used by attaching it to the arrows of the Ballista.
Dain had been quite happy lately, as he hadn’t returned to the Sky Mountains for a long ti and had been staying in Land of the Soaring Dragon without leaving much.
Because there was a newly-made delicious drink that he was addicted to.
Quilboar Longfang used the distillation thod Otto ntioned to extract high-proof liquor, which totally conquered the Iron Dwarves who loved alcohol as much as their lives.
Apart from Dain, who was constantly drunk, the artisans working overti in the Sulfur Mountains were also given a glass of high-proof alcohol every day.
After tasting this strong and refreshing drink, the Blackbeard Dwarves imdiately rushed to work, clamoring with excitent.
Furthermore, they guaranteed with their chests puffed out that as long as they could drink this strong liquor every day, they would be willing to work overti.
Because of this high-proof liquor, the Black Iron Dwarves all considered Otto and Land of the Soaring Dragon their best friends, except for Dain.
At least that’s what they said, even those elders who were half buried in the ground were no exception.
And so, another month passed. The core mbers of the Soaring Dragon Legion could now be equipped with high-quality weapons and equipnt provided by the Black Iron Dwarves.
As for those peripheral monsters who could only serve as cannon fodder, they could only take the inferior weapons that others didn’t want, or continue to use
stone hamrs and wooden clubs as usual.
Although the Chiras transported a lot of stocked weapons and equipnt from the Black Iron Dwarves’ territory, it was still only enough to arm a small portion of the Soaring Dragon Legion mbers.
But it was sufficient, as these exquisite weapons and equipnt were more than enough to greatly enhance the strength of the Soaring Dragon Legion.
Moreover, so of the Thunder Legion’s original heritage had also been inherited by the Soaring Dragon Legion.
Berserkers and lightning wizards also appeared in the Soaring Dragon Legion, but in smaller numbers.
It’s worth ntioning that the Ogre Fireball Clan was very resistant to the lightning magic passed down by the Blue Storm Clan.
Finally, Minotaurs and Lizardn picked up the valuable magic knowledge and a small number of wizards who could control lightning appeared.
Now that the preparations were more or less complete, it was ti to make a move.
According to the intelligence, the Lait people were now at fierce conflict with the Red Copper Dwarves.Even if the Red Copper Dwarves hadn’t occupied a geographical advantage and relied on many powerful war weapons, they would have been conquered by the Lait people long ago.
Before taking action, Otto t King Ebik of the Black Iron Dwarves in the Land of the Soaring Dragon.
As soon as they t, Otto beca alert, as his perceptive ability was constantly warning him that this Black Iron Dwarf was really strong. Moray only evaluated this guy with one sentence.
Half-step legend…
King Ebik of Black Iron was the strongest warrior among the Black Iron Dwarves, wearing heavy armor and adept at using a heavy hamr engraved with traditional dwarf patterns.
Having once devoured a legendary battleaxe, Otto was certain that this war hamr was also a high-quality legendary weapon.
And in terms of quality, it seed to be even stronger than Gaenor Keren’s Guillotine.
Though a little covetous, it was better to suppress this thought for now.
Like the other Black Iron Dwarves, Ebik had a loud voice and laughed heartily from a distance, “You must be Otto, the one my brother Dain has been ntioning in his letters! My dear friend, I finally get to et you!”
The King of Black Iron wanted to give Otto a warm hug, but because of their size difference, he could only hug Otto’s neck through a routine.
Feeling anxious when this formidable half-step legendary dwarf hugged him, Otto was afraid that the other party would suddenly go rogue, twisting his neck off.
So he was prepared to regenerate another head at any mont.
Although Black Iron Dwarves were slightly more treacherous compared to their cousins, they were generally straightforward and wouldn’t engage in such shaful behavior.
Unlike most other Black Iron Dwarves, Ebik couldn’t wait to sit down at the dining table.
After gulping down a mouthful of strong liquor, with his face flushed, he enjoyed the mont with his eyes closed, as if he had ascended to another realm.
So ti ago, Dain had sent back a small bottle of strong liquor produced in the Land of the Soaring Dragon along with his usual letter.
Now, after drinking this interesting stuff, Ebik couldn’t wait to visit the Land of the Soaring Dragon and drink freely.
After another big gulp of strong liquor, Ebik looked at Otto with a face redder than the Red Copper Dwarves’ and licked his lips.
Dain who sat beside him acted as if he didn’t know him, gulping down the liquor in fear that his elder brother might snatch his drink later.
“Dear friend, I heard you’re preparing to deal with those damn Redbeards?”
“Yes, I plan to attack when the Lait people and the Red Copper Dwarves have their next large-scale battle, wiping out those Redbeard bastards and the annoying pirates along the way.”
Without a care, Otto threw a piece of Lapis Lazuli into his mouth. The Black Iron Dwarves had recently helped increase the mining speed of various mineral veins in the Sulfur Mountains.
Now, Otto could throw these precious magic ores into his mouth like snacks.
It’s because of this that his coating defense was now almost like heavy scales.
After devouring the legendary battleaxe, Otto could even attach the axe’s legendary properties to any part of his body.
But there were so limitations – the more parts with the attached properties, the more dispersed and weaker the armor-piercing effect..
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