The Opdos Empire, as the most powerful human country in the Montimos continent, its ruler is naturally extremely respected, and the birthday day three days later is even more popular with the world, in order to seize this rare opportunity, the continent's large and small countries and all forces are vying to send people to bring a lot of congratulatory gifts to celebrate their birthday.

In order to accommodate these ceremonial missions, a whole area was deliberately set aside at Angelof Street in the Outer Imperial City as a temporary residence for the ceremonial missions, of course, the predecessor of this place was originally the temporary residence of the mainland countries in the imperial capital, but it was only expanded on the original basis.

The buildings are built on both sides of Angellof Street, each with a strong style, and if a knowledgeable person stands on the street, it is easy to tell at a glance that each building belongs to the country and ethnicity to which it belongs.

Given that the birthday feast of the ruler of the Opdos Empire will be held in three days, it is rare to come to this giant city of mankind on the famous continent, where the prosperity and wealth of this place and everything it has are fascinating, how can these missions stay in peace in their estates and wait for that day to come.

In a sense, the purpose of these people's trip, the purpose of offering birthday gifts is only secondary, most of them come to this city, more or less with their own purposes, and the time they can stay here is also very limited, no one will give up this short few days, even if it is already night, they are in and out of the manor frequently, or disappear into the night in a hurry, or return joyfully.

Because of this, unlike the silence of the past, even after a long nightfall, the night sky was lit up on Angellov Street, and from time to time bursts of laughter, singing and dancing, and the uneasy and calm roars of beasts could be heard from the various estates.

Among these manors, the most striking is that there are only four, which belong to the elves, dwarves, barbarians and orcs, which are generally different from the construction of the manors of the human countries, and the manor buildings of these four tribes have a strong racial style, which makes people stand out in these dazzling manors with a single glance, giving people a deep impression.

Standing on the streets of Anglove Street, looking at the street sign standing in front of him, Kretzer breathed a sigh of relief, and gave an apologetic smile to the two disgruntled companions beside him.

Because just now he chose to follow the instructions of Tanatos without hesitation and chose the opposite direction, but he did not expect that the direction that the latter pointed out was to the nearest bar, not the Anglove Avenue where they were going, so after sparing a long circle, the three of them finally found their destination.

While walking slowly forward, he looked curiously at the manor on both sides of the street, because it was daytime last time, so the manor looked solemn and orderly and heavily guarded, which is like the singing of laughter and laughter now.

Walking forward like a horse, after a short time, the dwarf Camosidor excitedly pointed to the half-open and half-closed door not far in front of him, and opened his mouth with an urn.

"Krezer, here we are! There is the door, the manor with two dwarven stone statues at the door!"

In fact, at this time, there was no need for the dwarf Camossiduo to say anything, and the two Krazer had already seen the two dwarf stone sculptures with a battle axe in one hand and a war hammer in the other, and their solemn appearance looked particularly majestic in the night.

When he got closer, he could clearly hear the sound of laughter coming from inside the gate, and the sound of toasts, the overflowing aroma of wine tickled the throats of everyone, and the dwarf Carmosido couldn't wait to trot two steps, push open the half-closed door, and rush into the manor.

With a smile on his lips, looking at the impatient back of the dwarf Carmosidor, Kraser did not immediately follow in, but chose to stand outside the gate, his eyes lingering on the manors on both sides, as if he wanted to enjoy the scenery there.

On the left hand side is the emerald green paint painted all over the building, the roots of the emerald green and vibrant plants grow luxuriantly stretching out of the wall, a huge emerald green dark green huge trees stand up, huge crowns, tall and thick trunks, like a giant towering in the manor, the vitality is extremely strong, wanton vertical and horizontal, staggered and stacked, lush and dense, giving people a nameless majesty and vitality, and through these dense canopies connected together, bursts of strange and melodious musical instruments accompanied by bursts of pleasant female voices come together, making people listen to a kind of refreshing feeling blown by the wind blowing through the heart。

On the right hand side is a building with black gray and white as the main tone, an unknown huge pale bone is interspersed in the building, and a sense of slaughter arises spontaneously, the two huge white skulls of demonic beasts on the roof of the main building, although they have been dead for many years, are put out in the form of a long roar, throwing people a sense of alternative brutality, bursts of dull drums mixed with strange and unpredictable chanting, making people feel like they are in the wilderness.

Seeing that Kratzer did not immediately follow in, the goblin Lucas tilted his head in confusion, stared at the former with a pair of big eyes, and spun around, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be hesitating about something.

Gurgle, grunt, grunt, but unexpectedly, a strange sound came from its belly, pulling Kratzer out of his thoughts!

glanced down at Lucas, a goblin with a reddish face, but provoked the latter's big white eyes.

"Look at it, follow you two, I haven't eaten for a day, so I drank a mouthful of broth, can you blame me!"

"Hehehe!"

But in the face of the goblin Lucas's complaints, Krazer didn't say much, just let out a series of inexplicable laughter from his mouth, and then reached out and patted the former's thin shoulder, took a step, stretched out his hand to push the door, and was the first to enter the manor with laughter and laughter.

As soon as you enter, you are greeted by a loud noise, and the first thing that catches your eye is a huge blazing bonfire, and the bright red flames dance and lick the night sky.

The red-faced dwarves around the campfire, or holding glasses full of wine in their hands, or singing rough ballads with their shoulders on their backs, but the dwarven language has always been as incomprehensible as the goblin language, but it does not prevent Krazer from being infected by its fiery atmosphere, and there is an urge to rush forward and drink with it.

But here he was a guest after all, and before the host spoke, he still had to be reserved, and he must not lose face because he was greedy for a cup, so when he entered the courtyard, he stood in place, but Tanatos, who had already recovered his spirit on his shoulder, could not bear it, and while Krezer was not paying attention, he swooped out, like a bat silently pounced on the large barrel that exuded the smell of wine.

"What kind of monster is this!"

"Where did the bats come from?"

"Where's my axe!

The dwarves who were drinking happily were suddenly startled by this uninvited guest, but only in an instant, they showed the rough and belligerent side of the dwarves, and they took out the weapons around them without fear, and their faces turned red, and they rushed to Tanatos with a roar, but some people were already unstable because they drank too much, and crashed into their companions around them, and before they rushed to Tanatos's side, they immediately rolled down in twos and threes, this scene immediately caused bursts of laughter from onlookers.

Lucas, the goblin beside him, stared at the fragrant barbecue slowly roasted on the bonfire with golden eyes, his throat kept squirming up and down, and his envious eyes swam back and forth with the figure of Tanatos, but he also followed him closely, never leaving half a step, after all, his identity as a goblin seemed very abrupt and embarrassing everywhere.

At that moment, four or five gray-haired dwarves, accompanied by Carmocido, approached him, pointing their hands back and forth on the bodies of Krazer and the goblin Lucas, and even Thanatos, who was lying on the barrel.

Seeing the gray-haired, sturdy old dwarf walking towards him, Krazer hurriedly took a few steps forward, and the goblin Lucas followed suit.

When the two sides were less than two paces away, Krazer heard the dwarf Camosidor urn speak in an angry voice.

"Krezer, this is Elder Bobosha of our Thor Tribe! he's also our leader this time!"

"This is Elder Gunn of the Demon Copper Tribe!"

"This is Elder Hackman of the Adamantite Tribe!"

"And this is the Golden Thunderbolt Elder from the God of War Tribe!"

After listening to the introduction of the former, Krezer rarely made the etiquette that a magician should have, and he couldn't stop greeting the old dwarves one by one.

"Boy, I'm lucky enough to meet all the elders!"

After looking Kraser up and down, Bobosha, an old dwarf standing in the middle with a beard carefully woven into dozens of strands and a slightly dark red face, spoke first.

"You're welcome, Camosidor has already told us a few old guys about the matter, it's hard for you all the way, for the sake of our Thor tribe, the old man won't say anything polite, if there is a need to use us in the future, just ask!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his thick right hand and patted Kraser's arm vigorously, and the loud laughter shook the goblin Lucas into a grin.

"You're so polite, I'm very good friends with Carmosido, and my friend's business is my business, regardless of each other!" Feeling the strong palm of the other party, Krazer was a little unbearable, but he still held back in view of the politeness.

But seeing this scene, the eyes of all the old dwarves were all bright, obviously impressed by Krezer's burly figure, they all knew how much power Bobosha had in his hands, even ordinary warriors could not bear it, but they didn't expect this young man to be able to bear it, this was a little surprising to their status as a magician, this kind of physical fitness is the most suitable for a warrior.

"Haha, boy, I'm used to dealing with people like you! It's a blessing for Camosidor to have a friend like you!" Glancing up and down at Krazer with satisfaction, the old dwarf Bobosha smiled roughly, and then spoke again.

"I've heard about what happened in Berkeley City, the return of the tyrant Nicholas is indeed a big event, you little guys can escape in his hands, it's also a kind of luck, the destroyed weapons are wrapped up in a few of our old guys, it won't take more than two days, I promise to give you a weapon that belongs to you!"

"Thank you, thank you, Elder!" Hearing this, Kraser's eyes lit up with joy, and he was so excited that he could only say these two words.

It is no exaggeration to say that all races on the entire Montimos continent are proud to have a weapon from the hands of the dwarven casting master, not to mention the weapon specially tailored for it by the dwarf master.

Looking at Kraser's happy face with satisfaction, Elder Bobosha nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and opened his mouth to invite.

"Come on! Don't be stunned! You may be a little late, but you can still catch the end of the feast, let's go! Let's drink happily, let's drink and talk at the same time!"

"Hmm!" Kraezer nodded heavily and followed the others, walking towards the huge campfire.

But before he could go a few steps away, Krazer suddenly stopped, looked back at Lucas, the goblin who was still standing in place, and greeted him loudly.

"What are you doing in a daze, aren't you hungry for a long time?

As soon as these words came out, all the old dwarves were stunned, their attitudes were very clear, but the former was still unmoved, which surprised them a little.

From the appearance of the old dwarfs to the invitation of Kratzer to the banquet, the former did not mention Lucas, the goblin, as if his presence were like air, neither looking at him nor conversing with him, excluding him, and the naked unwelcome was clearly written on his face.

Therefore, the goblin Lucas also did not open his mouth very wisely, until the former opened his mouth to invite Krazer to the banquet, and he did not follow him, at this moment he only had loneliness in his heart, the kind of loneliness that is really difficult to express in words.

But Krezer's words were like a ray of sunshine in the night, guiding him forward, out of the darkness, out of this boundless loneliness!