Peerless Immortal Chapter 3621: Incitement

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Chapter 3623 Incitement

"Mausros, why are you 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 could not help it.

The dwarf tribe has a division of labor. Although their branch is the orthodox descendant 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 of the thorn dwarf tribe Sooner or later, a tribe with a lot of gold and no combat power like the dwarf tribe will be wiped out by the powerful monster tribe.

The money and property owned by these dwarves will be robbed by other monster tribes at that time; and they will be proficient in building various weapons and defensive armor, and they will also become slaves to other monster tribes. It's really 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 send 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 by himself.

"Patriarch father, I am back. I have learned the method of fighting from the tribe of thorny dwarves, so they let me come back!" The old tortoise gave the old patriarch a big hug.

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

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

"Moseros, 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!" The old patriarch wanted to understand After that, he immediately yelled at his son.

Old tortoise said with a grieved expression, "Patriarch father, I really didn't brag! Isn't it just the 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 flames from Ding Hao. Waiting for the Holy Law, here, he can cultivate!

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

While talking, the old turtle immediately cast the Thunder Spell, attaching the Thunder to his sledgehammer, and slammed it forward, only to hear a click, a faint blue thunder was hit by the black square sledge hammer. It fell to the ground with it and punched the ground into a huge pit. The monster pangolin that had been hiding underneath was completely black and 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. This was something no one in the entire dwarf tribe learned, and his son Mausros had no such ability before.

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

The old tortoise was also a little touched, hugging his mother, and said, "Mother, don't worry! I won't let you be frightened anymore. In the future, our dwarf tribe will no longer be as weak as me. Not only me, but the entire community will Become stronger! I will bring all the dwarves in the group, and we will practice 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 hurriedly stopped and said, "Nonsense, son, are you crazy?! Our dwarf tribe is inherently short and not suitable for combat. We are proficient in ironing, and we are proficient in building weapons and defensive armor. That's it! We don't want to build a country of monsters and beasts, and don't fight with elves. We just need to make money by making iron and have enough gold coins to spend!"

"Stupid." The old tortoise said irritably, "You only see those money. What is the use of all those gold coins in your warehouse? It is only useful to take out the flowers! Turn the gold coins into the powerful strength of our tribe, We can protect ourselves, dominate the country, win victory, and go on in this difficult world!"

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

Seeing this scene, the old tortoise couldn't help standing on a forged platform with the flame out nearby, and pointed 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 I hadn't beaten it out with a single blow, 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 want to steal our gold coins!"

The dwarves present laughed loudly.

The old turtle shook his head and said, "This kid is right, but he is only half right! This pangolin monster is crawling under our feet, just to eavesdrop on us, what he wants to do, he is not coveting us 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, I want us to provide them with power to fight for the world's hegemony!"

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

The old tortoise said loudly again, "What world is it now? Go outside the tribe and you will find that it is a chaotic world! There are endless battles everywhere, and wars are spreading everywhere. While fighting the elves, 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 time! In the troubled time, if you don’t want to get ahead, you will be wiped out by others, and you will be destroyed by others. Slave! Don't look at you for a bit of 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! Give it to others, and give it 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? If you want your wives to disperse, you don’t even have freedom. You can strike iron for 12 hours, and you can’t rest. Are all the gold coins you get someone else’s?"

When he said this, many dwarves had red eyes and gritted their teeth and said, "Young patriarch, we don't want to, what should we do?!"