【City of Steel】

Inside the hotel, Zhang Qian was sitting on a chair, eating snacks on the table. And Xu Min and Xing Jialuo were also sitting aside, Zhang Bowen was sitting on the bed dejectedly, Wang Yang and Li Xin'er were not here.

"I'm sorry to make everyone embarrassed with me. Zhang Bowen said reproachfully.

Zhang Qian stopped what he was doing, and there was an expression of indifference on his face.

"You're all brothers, what are you talking about? But then again, what's going on? They seem to be very disrespectful to you?"

Xu Min and Xing Jialuo also looked at Zhang Bowen at this time, with a look of concern on their faces.

Zhang Bowen raised his head, looked at the three of them, and said slowly: "Actually, this started a long time ago, when I was still a young and ignorant child, and I was also my father's most favored prince. Because I was born with the Holy Relic of the Clan, the Hill Warhammer, and was able to use its power. At that time, my father was very happy, and he thought that I was the hope of the revival of the dwarves, the holy son of the dwarves. However, since I was still too young to withstand the power of the Hill Warhammer, my father issued a ban on the use of the Hill Warhammer only after I was eighteen years old. ”

Xingjialuo suddenly interjected at this time and said, "Is that why your other brothers joined forces to frame you because of jealousy?"

Zhang Bowen was suddenly interrupted by Xingjialuo, so he paused for a moment. Xu Min on the side signaled Xingjialuo not to do this, and then looked at Zhang Bowen and said, "You continue." ”

Zhang Bowen smiled bitterly and told them that if it was just other brothers who teamed up to frame him, they would not have ended up like this. Zhang Bowen, who was very favored at the time, was very rebellious and naughty since he was a child, and the more he was not allowed to do things, the more he was forbidden to do things, the more he wanted to try.

With his unique innate ability, Zhang Bowen could often sense the summoning of the Hill Warhammer, but his father always refused to let him touch the Hill Warhammer, and kept telling him that it was for his good.

But how could Zhang Bowen, who was so rebellious, be so obedient, pretending to be very well-behaved on the surface, studying his homework every day and practicing diligently. Secretly, he has been using his sensing abilities to find the hiding place of the Hill Warhammer.

Finally one day, the young Zhang Bowen finally found the hill war hammer, a huge black war hammer suspended in mid-air, the delicate and mysterious lines on it, and the violent and terrifying aura all attracted Zhang Bowen's curiosity.

Driven by his thirst for knowledge, Zhang Bowen stretched out his little hand and touched the dwarven clan's holy relic, the Hill War Hammer, at that moment, Zhang Bowen seemed to have a large amount of information and power in his brain and body in an instant, and the violent and restless power instantly filled his body.

And the huge black hammer also transformed into a size that could be used by the young Zhang Bowen at this time, although the powerful power in the body made Zhang Bowen abnormally swollen and uncomfortable, but the joy of getting the black war hammer diluted everything. Excited, Zhang Bowen wielded the hill war hammer, and the heavy power of the earth destroyed the walls of the steel cave.

But Zhang Bowen didn't care, although his body was young, but after the usual exposure to it, he knew very well that this hammer could bring him extraordinary power. So for a period of time after that, Zhang Bowen behaved very quietly during the day, and at night he would find an opportunity to sneak here and use this holy weapon to strengthen his strength.

It may be that he is a child, and he has not found that his body has grown too fast in the last six months. As a seven-year-old child, he is already close to the height of a dwarven adult, which seems a little strange to others.

Gradually, the king of the dwarf clan also discovered this anomaly, Zhang Bowen has grown too fast in both body and strength in the past six months, completely beyond the scope of normal people, even if he is talented, then the changes in his body cannot be explained, and Zhang Bowen, who has always been gentle and elegant, has also begun to become extremely irritable and aggressive in this half a year.

Under all kinds of suspicions, the king finally thought of the terrifying power of the hill warhammer, he hurried to the place where the warhammer was stored, and found that this place had long been unrecognizable, although the warhammer was still there, but this secret room was made of the hardest metal of the dwarves, and ordinary weapons and artifacts could not be destroyed to this extent.

The king looked at the hill warhammer suspended in mid-air and thought deeply, and after some time, the king stretched out his hand to summon it, and the hill warhammer quickly shrank and flew into the king's hand, but as soon as the hill warhammer was in his hand, his face changed. He discovered that in addition to his own sigil, there was also someone else's soul imprint on this warhammer, which was impossible before. This is a hill warhammer of the Hallows level, and only a king can imprint the soul on it in the dwarves, and only one can exist at a time.

Unless it is the time of the change of thrones, and the change of masters of the warhammer of this hill, the previous king will be allowed to erase the mark, and the next king of the dwarven race can successfully engrave his soul mark on it, so that it can be used.

And now there are two marks on this war hammer, and the unknown mark seems to be still dominant, and his soul brand seems to have been faintly erased at any time.

At this time, even if he was sluggish, he could think of what was going on, so he immediately transferred the Hill Warhammer to the collection location, and locked Zhang Bowen in confinement for five months.

Zhang Bowen also knew that he had made a mistake, although he humbly admitted his mistake, but he found that in the days when he did not come into contact with the warhammer, he would have an extreme thirst for power, like a drug addiction, which would make him crawl like an ant in his heart every night, very itchy.

It may not have been so strong at first, but by the fourth and fifth months, it was tormenting him almost every night. But the confinement chamber was soundproofed, and no one would know how much he screamed in pain. Until the day he was released, the nightmare began.

That day, Zhang Bowen still remembers that the sunlight outside the confinement was very harsh, and he had to squint his eyes to see the road under his feet. So much so that his eyes, which had turned dark gray, went unnoticed. After leaving the confinement room, he locked himself in the room alone, and no one was seen.