The name of the Holy Hammer Long Whisker is very unfamiliar to Yuan Di, but it is unknown to everyone in the underground world.

Because the owner of this name once tore a true god in half during the war, and even snatched away the priesthood, devouring all the godheads, and making the pantheon on the surface lose half of the godship.

Generally speaking, most of the deaths in the war between the ground and the underground are cannon fodder at the bottom, and powerhouses like the true god level rarely fall.

Because the powerhouses of this level, even if their physical bodies are destroyed, they will be resurrected due to the means arranged in advance.

The gods of the surface can be resurrected by borrowing godheads and priesthoods, and the kings of the underworld will reappear on the battlefield according to the lich's life box, the demon's clone, and so on.

Sacred Hammer Longbeard was originally the patriarch of the Dwarven Beard Clan in the Overworld.

The status of the dwarves on the surface is not high, and in addition to constantly building weapons for the many warriors who attack the underground, they also need to contribute a large number of warriors from the clan to the command of the gods.

Hammer Longbeard was originally just an ordinary hero-level powerhouse, but in the last war, due to the oppression of the God of Forging and the discrimination of other races, he secretly contacted the eternal lich Carol who was still active on the battlefield at that time.

When Carol was fighting with the God of Forging, he suddenly attacked and tore it in half, and devoured the godhead he wanted to escape from in front of the gods, forcibly taking possession of the god of forging, and giving him the title of "Holy Hammer" before the long beard.

It's just that because of the hasty promotion ceremony, he only grew from a hero to a pseudo-god, and his priesthood is the "forging god of the underground world", and there is no possibility of being promoted to a true god in his life.

Then, with Carol's help, he led his clan out of the surface and into the underground, and after handing over the position of patriarch to his son, he declared his permanent allegiance to Carol until his demise.

No one knows what kind of benefits the Eternal Lich Carol promised to Longbeard in private, making him willing to be a lackey under his command as a false god, but the Hammer has kept that promise with his own actions.

Carol's army of the undead, officers above the elite rank are equipped with a full set of weapons and armor marked with the Mark of the Holy Hammer, and even one for the average Dungeon Lord is enough to use as a family heirloom.

However, after the mysterious disappearance of the Eternal Lich, the Hammer Longbeard disappeared from the eyes of the public, and even the Lord of Bones, the new commander of the Twelve Legions, failed to find the Beard and let him craft a weapon.

Who would have thought that this god-killer, hated by the tribes of the earth, would appear in the backyard of such an ordinary neighborhood inn, swearing allegiance to a lame old postman.

"Come on." Old Duncan said lightly, "Even if that guy Carol dares to use you, I don't dare to let you serve me, I'm cowardly, I'm afraid that you will want to give me this from behind one day." ”

The old man found a place to sit down, tapping his wounded leg as he looked at the Hammer Longbeard.

"Come down, it's so troublesome to be on the ladder, I'm tired of watching you like that, No, let's do it, that guy from Hall should still be with his daughter-in-law, let's talk for a while."

Duncan watched as the old dwarf climbed down the ladder and put it away, then sat down unceremoniously in front of him, and handed himself a jug of wine:

"Here you go, good things, I don't give him anything to drink."

The old dwarf didn't dislike it, and unscrewed the spout and poured it down in a big gulp, and the wine continued to trickle down from his long purple-black beard.

"Damn the dwarf, shut up, you're a waste! You are a shameful waste!! ”

At Duncan's roar, he snatched his flask back from Longbeard's hand, held it in his arms in pain, and kept caressing the jug, muttering incessantly:

"Oh, my dearest flask, it's me who is bad, let's not give this stinky dwarf to drink next time."

The strange thing is that the flask still makes a "gurgling" sound, as if in response to Duncan's words.

Longbeard looked at this scene, a little curious and a little aggrieved.

"You made me drink, stingy, no wonder no one in the underworld treats you. Just hold your flask, no wonder you've been single for more than 20,000 years. ”

As soon as it is said that this old Duncan even turned his mane on horseback upside down:

"You're single, your whole family is single, do you know how many odd widows in this neighborhood are devoted to me? You're a stingy, greedy, spine-faced dwarf. ”

"Single horse!" The old dwarf showed no signs of weakness.

"Dwarf!"

"Single horse!"

"Dwarf!"

The two old men, who were more than 20,000 years old, sat on the ground like two children who did not grow up, and scolded each other.

"Hehehe!" "Hahaha!"

The two of them scolded and laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and the ground at the foot of the holy city actually cracked out of the deep ravine, and some innocent players fell into it and died directly and were forced to reincarnate.

"These two damn old guys, they don't let people sleep well!"

Topless, Hall pulled back the curtain on the side of the bed, picked up the bandages that had fallen on the ground, and wrapped them around his body.

"Where are you going? If you don't make a little mummy to come to this life, you don't want to get out of bed for the old lady, come back! ”

A slender and sharp insect limb protruded from the curtain, easily cutting off the unwrapped bandages on Uncle Mummy's body, hooking Uncle Hall's body and lying back down.

"Spare me, it's been a few days, let me rest for a while! Please, Mary? Mary!!!!! ”

Putting aside the "fragrant" battle of the mummy hall for the time being, I saw a woman with a purple veil walking out of the most magnificent and magnificent building complex in the center of the holy city.

Unlike the other inhabitants of the Underworld, she appeared in this splendid palace as a simple person.

Seeing the woman appear, many hero-level necromantic knights, hellhounds, and demon guards in the palace all fell to their knees, not even daring to raise their heads, as if it was a great sin to look at this woman.

"Holy Hammer Longbeard has come to the Holy City, and he is accompanied by Duncan, for unknown purposes."

A transparent figure floated behind the woman, reporting in a cold, piercing voice.

"Okay, I see, let's withdraw all the men, don't worry about this anymore."

"Yes, Your Highness Princess!" The transparent figure left as quietly as it came.

"Holy Hammer, Longbeard? Is it also because of Yuan Di? It's been a long time since I've seen Grandpa Duncan smile so happily, and the last time it seems to be when my father was alive, hey. ”

The purple gauze girl, who was revered as Her Royal Highness the Princess, muttered to herself.

"Okay, I've been away for so many days, and I don't know how many letters are backlogged in the post station, I'll take a look, this centaur, the faster you run, the greater the responsibility!"

The old postman stood up and shook his head.

"Okay, you go, I'm going to take a good look around this holy city, and I don't know if there has been any change in this holy city after a thousand years."

Hammer Longbeard stroked his purple beard, which was almost down to the ground, as he walked towards the door.

When the two old men walked to the small door of the backyard together, they stopped at the same time.

"Please first, after all, I haven't been to the Holy City for such a long time, and I have to take a good walk." Duncan bent over and stretched out his hand in courtesy.

"No, no, no, please, after all, you're responsible for delivering letters for an entire block." The old dwarf also humbly conceded.

"Please." "Please."

After the two of them gave way to each other for a long time, and seeing that no one was moved, the old postman spoke:

"Together?"

"Okay, let's go together." The two old men walked out of the small door with each other bowing sideways, and turned their backs after nodding to each other.

After taking a few steps, the two turned around at the same time, their four eyes fixed on each other motionless.

"Phew, hypocritical single horse!"

"Hey, stupid dwarf!"