The "elevator" traveled for about thirty minutes and finally stopped.

"Alright, we're here." After the dwarf stopped in the elevator, he opened the door of the "elevator" and was the first to enter a huge room, when Solam came out of the elevator. At first glance, I saw a huge magic furnace, which was much larger than the magic furnace that Soram had seen in the dwarves of Port Carlin, and the heat emitted inside was also very amazing.

As soon as Soram stepped out of the elevator, he felt that the hairs on his body began to curl and deform, and the furnace in Solam's position was at least thirty meters away, but he felt that his body temperature was at least forty-five degrees or more.

This dwarf has been working in this environment for several days in a row, no wonder he is like that. It's also fortunate that he is a dwarf, and if he is left in an ordinary person, he will be dehydrated in no more than three hours. (Dwarves are naturally resistant to heat and fire, after all, if they are afraid of heat, they can't like to forge)

"Alright, bring the things!" When the dwarf walked to the furnace, the dwarf didn't say anything, and directly reached out to Witherland.

Although Witherland had great confidence in this dwarf beforehand, but when it came to the end, Witherland still couldn't help but be a little apprehensive, after all, he didn't know how sure he was. But it's already like this, and Witherland is embarrassed to change the hexagram, after all, if it is really a hexagram, the two people who will offend at that time.

So Witherland gritted his teeth, took out a blue gem entwined with electric light from his bosom and called it into the dwarf's hand.

"Medlier! Please! ”

"Hmm!" The dwarf named Medriel gave a perfunctory hum that he had promised Witherland, and all his attention was now drawn to the gem. When the gem was in his hands, the dwarf picked up the gem and rubbed it constantly, holding it in the air from time to time, looking directly at the sparkling gem with his eyes. And not afraid of glitter.

When the dwarf carefully examined the gem, he immediately shouted with a smile on his face.

"Hahahaha, sure enough, this gem is in the hands of your Tyre church! Hahaha, as long as I have him, my long-cherished wish can be fulfilled! Hahaha! ”

Seeing this sloppy dwarf thumping in front of him with dirt all over his body, Soram suddenly felt that the air seemed to be a little stuffy, no way, this guy really didn't taste very good, and then it was baked by the heat in this not very ventilated place, the taste, tsk, not to mention how sour.

In the end, it was Witherland who couldn't help but remind him, and Medrill slowly put away his excitement.

"That's right, now you can take out what you want me to transform." After Medelier calmed down, he said to Witherland.

Witherland didn't speak, just glanced at Soram, who didn't hesitate and immediately took out his own Mjolnir. He is not a fool, a dwarf who can have such a large magic furnace, a dwarf who can build such a huge dimensional maze under the ground of Askatra, can he be an ordinary dwarf? Besides, the gem that Witherland just gave is obviously not a simple commodity.

It was definitely a good idea that Witherland could spend so much money to get this dwarf named Medriel to help Soram transform the warhammer, and Witherland couldn't possibly pit himself, right?

Medreal took the hammer, swung it a few times, then carefully stroked the runes on the hammer, put the hammer to his ear, and then gently struck the body of the hammer a few times with a small hammer.

After a while, Medriel breathed a sigh of relief and said to Solam: "You have a good weapon, but unfortunately, the blacksmith who forged this war hammer in the first place did not completely complete this war hammer. This is not the only way to make this hammer. ”

"Not done?" Solam was very confused, this warhammer had been in his hands for a long time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this warhammer, and this was a serious legendary warhammer, how could it be a half-finished product? I haven't heard of anyone's legendary equipment being half-finished.

"Well, it's really not finished, I can feel that the materials and forging techniques of this warhammer are already very good, in my opinion, this is definitely the handiwork of a master, but I don't know why, the person who built this warhammer seems to be anticlimactic when he got to the back, and he didn't continue the previous expectations, and hastily understood the forging of the warhammer. This is completely out of line with the master's level, which is why I said that the hammer was not finished. ”

Hearing this, Soram finally believed that this dwarf named Medriel was definitely an expert, otherwise he would not have known about it. Didn't the dwarven master who forged this warhammer run out of oil when he finished it?

"You're right, the dwarven master who forged this warhammer ran out of oil when he was building it."

"No wonder, I say, why would a blacksmith do this to his work, let alone a dwarven master." Medliel also thinks that it is because of this, after all, the dwarven forge masters are very strict with their own works, and the works that come out of their hands will never be allowed to be flawed. This is the ethics of a dwarven blacksmith, and it is also the dignity of a blacksmith.

Now Solam's expectations for this dwarf were very high, so he immediately asked with expectation, "What about ...... Can you help that master with this work? ”

"Can't!" Unexpectedly, this Medriel very simply threw Solam's fiery heart into the icy water. Disappointed, Soram immediately looked at Witherland. If the Dwarven Master can't upgrade Mjolnir, the deal will have to be voided.

As soon as Witherland saw Soram like this, he immediately turned to Medreal, he was now relying on Medreal, if he didn't have a problem, Witherland would be completely blind. Seeing Witherland's pleading gaze, Medriel said unhurriedly: "Every forge has a strong personal style, although this war hammer is an unfinished work, but after all, it is also the work of a master, so the style is very obvious, no one in this world can perfectly restore the work of another master smith, not even the father of the Almighty." ”

(The Almighty Father refers to the main god of the dwarves, the great soul forger, the father of the dwarves, the almighty father and creator - Moradin, the god of the dwarves, the father of all dwarves, the creator.) It is also the source of the dwarves' love for blacksmithing, powerful divine powers, priesthoods: dwarves, creation, forging, engineering, war. He is the most revered deity of all the dwarves, and in fact the evil gray dwarves are very worshipped by this deity, and this deity has always been committed to leading the lost dwarves back to the right path.)

Just when Witherland thought it was over, the dwarven master spoke again: "Still, if I want to improve this warhammer, I'm still a little sure. ”

Witherland felt that this dwarf was deliberate, talking so loudly and panting, did he want to blackmail the plane? Who thinks, right away it will come true.

"It's just that this reward must be increased!"

Hearing this, Witherland almost vomited to death, no wonder this dwarf has a bad reputation, this guy still owes Witherland a favor, but he didn't show any mercy when he slaughtered him.

"What do you want?" Witherland's teeth were crushed when he said this.

Seeing that Witherland was upset, Medreal took out the gem with a smack and was about to throw it back, still shouting, "What do you mean by that?" Don't want to? Take it well, take it back, and don't send it away! ”

Seeing that Medriel was so cheap and behaved, Witherland could only soften, after all, he asked Medreal for help, and he had already been mentally prepared in this regard, who called this dwarf with a bad reputation, he was proficient in abduction and deception, he can now bring them back to his lair, it is already very face-saving, otherwise, with Medeliel's style of enemies all over the world, how can he easily let outsiders enter his lair.

It can be seen that Witherland's favor is not useless, it's just that the favor belongs to the person, and Medreal can only promise not to pit Witherland, but the benefits that should be asked for cannot be missing.

"Well, am I willing to do it? Am I begging you to accept the benefits? ”

"That's what you said! I didn't force you! ”

"Yes, I said it myself." Witherland felt so tired.

And Solam on the side was also dumbfounded, this dwarf looked like a tall man before, very cold, how can you say that if you change your face, you will change your face? And a master turns his face and becomes a philistine.,This style of painting is a bit subtle.。

"Well, here's the list!" Medriel pulled out a dirty, crumpled list from his clothes and tossed it to Witherland. "Just the things above, yes, I'll start work now, if not, then you better leave quickly, as if you haven't been here."

Seeing this list, Witherland's face began to twitch, as soon as this guy said the price, he took out the list from his clothes, it was obvious that this guy had premeditated, otherwise how did this list come about, this guy had already planned to take advantage of the fire!

By the time Witherland had read the list clearly, the veins on his forehead had come out. It's not that what Medriel wants is precious, in fact, except for a few precious magic metals, the things on it are not too much, but the amount is a bit overwhelming.

For example, one ton of cold iron, three hundred kilograms of glazed copper (a slightly transparent copper, a product of alchemy, extracted from copper ore, which is very malleable), five hundred kilograms of Valissil steel (a very hard steel, also a product of alchemy, is an alloy made of some magic neutralizer added to the process of forging steel, plus some other metals), and so on.

Although the value of a single value is not exaggerated, the number is too large, the key is that these things, it is not difficult to get, but it takes a lot of effort to collect them all. This is obviously the kind of people who use their Tyre church as a material provider, or don't pay.

"Good!" Witherland almost resisted the urge to beat people before agreeing to these conditions!