After bidding farewell to a few dwarven patrols, Grimm and his party quickly followed the tunnel to their destination: the Flame Gate.

The vast underground cavern looked like a cup, and the scorching lava flowed at the bottom of the cup, illuminating the small temple in the center of the lava pool.

The mountain walls around the lava pools are dotted with dwarven stone houses, cliff paths, and iron cables that outline a messy path. The firelight dyed the entire underground city a brilliant red, and the crisp sound of striking iron came from the lava pool at the very bottom, adding to the hustle and bustle of the city again.

Green stood beside the fence at the top of the mountain wall, looking curiously at the fiery and rugged underground city below.

It is said that the Flame Gate was originally not a city, but an outpost along with the entrance to the Flame Throne, but later a number of dwarves and merchants settled here and established markets and inns, and slowly developed into a city.

As a free-growing city, the architectural layout of the Flame Gate was not strictly planned, so all the houses and roads were built in a freewheeling way into the cliff walls, which looked a little messy. However, the dwarves didn't care about this, and the merchants from other places only cared about the trade of goods here, and did not interfere with the preferences of the dwarves.

"Is that building in the fire pool below the Flame Gate?" Green pointed to the temple in the middle of the lava pool and asked the halfling beside him.

"Yes, boss. That temple is the Gate of Flames, the gate to the Throne of Flames. The halfling glanced at the caveman, "But for most people, just getting close to the door of the flame is enough to be roasted into jerky, let alone enter the Flame Throne." So generally everyone is buying and selling outside here. ”

The caveman ...... Quack looked like he was about to die, and his shriveled skin was wrinkled, looking like the skin of a dead wood.

Green glanced at the caveman and checked the caveman's state of life: "If you want to gain power, you have to challenge your limits and break through your own limits. With me, it can't die. ”

"Quack ......" The caveman no longer has the spirit to reply to Grimm.

The halfling glanced at the caveman sympathetically: "So, boss, shall we find a hotel to rest in next, or go directly to the lowest temple?" ”

"What do you need to do if you want to pass through the Flame Gate?" Green asked the halfling, "Just go over and find the guard at the door?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't been in." The halfling shrugged, "Maybe you can just go over and ask." However, under normal circumstances, the Dwarven King will not easily receive outsiders. Maybe you can reveal your true identity to the dwarves, and maybe you can get received by the dwarven king. Of course, it is also possible to attract the dwarves to hunt them down, after all, the dwarves and elves have always been allies. ”

"Hmm...... There's no need to rush this, there will always be a way. Let's find a hotel and rest for a while, and then go and ask about the situation. ”

Flame Gate doesn't have many residents, and there's only one hotel in the entire city, so Green doesn't have to worry too much.

After questioning a passerby, Green and his party followed the path on the mountain wall to the only inn in the dwarven city, the Flame Tavern.

"Huh? Look, that! That guy looks so weird! On the roof of the tavern, a shirtless dwarven child pointed at the caveman behind Grimm and shouted.

"Stupid, that's a caveman! I've seen it before when I was traveling with my family Lauvet. ”

On the roof of the tavern, two dwarven children were lying on the roof, pointing at Green and the others.

Maybe it was because the two children were moving too much, which alarmed the adults in the house. I saw a shirtless dwarf muscular aunt wearing an apron rushing out of the house with a large iron pot and looking up at the roof of her house: "Tucker! Klin! You two bastards, how many times have I told you, you are not allowed to climb the roof! ”

"Not good! Discovered by the Devil! The two children exclaimed, and then ran away like jugglers along the roof.

"Bastard! Stop me! The dwarf aunt roared behind her with an iron pot.

The dwarves in the neighborhood looked at the noisy children and their mothers, laughing and disapproving.

Glancing at the dwarf aunt who was chasing the two children away, Green pushed open the tavern door and walked in.

The tavern was empty, except for a bearded dwarven owner standing behind the bar wiping the table.

"Boss, bring me two rooms." Green walked over to the bar.

The tavern owner glanced at Green and the few people who were following him, "Four people, two rooms." Two pounds of silver for one night. ”

"Is this okay?" Green handed over the two silver coins.

The tavern keeper picked up the silver coin, weighed it, sniffed it in front of his nose, and then licked it with his tongue: "70% silver, you have to make up for me a silver coin." ”

Greene: "...... To give. ”

"Here's the key." The tavern owner threw two keys with house numbers to Green, "The luggage is kept by ourselves, and we are not responsible for the loss." ”

Greene: "Okay. ”

Green took the key and led his entourage to the room and put down his luggage.

The rooms in the hotel were rudimentary, with little furniture and no quilts or anything like that, just two beds and some tables, chairs and benches. It's shabby, but at least it's clean.

Telling the halflings and cavemen to stay and take care of their luggage, Green left the hotel with Chikage and wandered around the city.

For this legendary dungeon, Green is still very interested.

The flames are mostly dwarves, but occasionally you can see some "outsiders" wrapped like rice dumplings - of course, Green is also one of the "tightly wrapped" outsiders. The closer you get to the top of the city, the more outlanders like Green will be wrapped up, and the lower part of the city near the flame pool will be basically limited to dwarves.

Green first went to the market on the upper floor.

As the gate to the Flame Throne, the Flame Gate originally existed as an outpost and bazaar for the Flame Throne. Here, the dwarves trade their weapons and equipment with the merchants to obtain the ore and drinks they need.

The market is a simple one, a small square in a cave with a few small shops around it. All of the shopkeepers are dwarven, and business seems to be deserted.

"These shops don't look good." Green looked at the shops around him and couldn't help but complain, "These dwarves don't pay too much attention to decoration, right?" ”

Green didn't know whether to say that the dwarves were "realistic" or that they lacked aesthetics. All of the shops are just ordinary rooms, with no "customer experience" in mind.

Green took a closer look, picked a shop with the most weapons, and walked in.

This shop is also very realistic, with a bunch of swords and weapons randomly packed in an iron basket like garbage, and there are several such iron basket shops, which does not feel like a "high-end weapon store" that sells dwarven weapons at all. But...... This is indeed a dwarven blacksmith shop!

Seeing Green and his party come in, the young dwarf sitting behind the counter just glanced up at Green, and then continued to lie on the table boredly: "Are you going to buy weapons?" ”

"Yes." Green took off the face towel from his face, glanced around the various weapons in the store, then turned his gaze to the weapons hanging on the wall, and said slowly, "I want to find a weapon that can withstand my strength." ”

Hearing Green's words, the young dwarf looked confused.

"My strength is very strong, and ordinary weapons can't withstand my strength, so I want to find a weapon that can withstand my strength." Green looked at the dwarf in front of him, "Those weapons on the wall won't work. ”

The dwarf didn't understand the inexplicable words in the front, but the dwarf understood the last sentence.

Finding fault is it!?

The young dwarf raised his eyebrows: "What a big breath!" ”

"I'm just stating the facts." Green smiled slightly, "What's your best weapon here?" ”

The young dwarf looked at Grimm suspiciously, and then at the short sword on Green's waist: "You use a short sword?" ”

"A longsword is okay too. The key is to be able to withstand my strength. ”

The young dwarf glanced Green up and down, a sneer on his face, stood up, moved a stool, placed it under the cabinet behind him, and then took a dusty sword from the top of the cabinet and placed it on the table.

"This sword is a 'Dragon Slayer Sword' built according to your human standards, you can see if you can destroy it."

Green stepped forward and looked at the sword that the dwarf had placed on the table.

It was a very thick giant sword, about two meters long and three inches wide, and it was difficult for ordinary people to pick it up just by picking it up, but if you consider the object of this sword, then this seemingly exaggerated design becomes a matter of course. Because the target of this weapon is not humans, but all kinds of large monsters represented by dragons! Robustness and durability are the biggest characteristics of this type of weapon, whether it is strong acid, high temperature or strong physical impact, it is difficult to destroy such a stout weapon.

Green reached out and picked up the weapon in front of him and weighed it. The weight of the weapon is heavy, and the center of gravity is relatively forward, giving the impression of an axe in the form of a sword.

Greene: "I don't think this weapon can withstand my blow." ”

The dwarf looked at Green with a foolish look and sneered, "You can try." ”

If someone deliberately wants to destroy, normal weapons may indeed be damaged, but this kind of dragon slaying sword, nothing else can be guaranteed, but it is absolutely durable! Even if you smash it up with a hammer, don't try to smash it.

"I'm serious about you." Green said with a serious face, "I came here this time in the hope that I can find a weapon here that can withstand my strength!" ”

The dwarf sneered, "You can try." No matter how strong you are, this sword will definitely withstand it. ”

In the eyes of the dwarf, the person in front of him was a person who came to find fault, so he deliberately selected this sturdy and durable sword for the other party to smash. Strong? High temperature? Impact? Feel free to come! You can break it, I'll call you Daddy!

“…… If you don't believe me, I'll give it a try. But if your weapon is destroyed because it can't withstand my strength, then I won't pay. ”

"Hehe~ Okay! Try it! The dwarf was amused by Grimm, "If you can really destroy this weapon, I won't take a penny!" ”

This is a dragon slaying sword specially created for large demonic beasts, and I dare not guarantee it in other aspects, but the sturdiness is definitely strong enough! Can't afford to be destroyed? Are you kidding! It is difficult to break it even if it is smashed with an axe, corroded with strong acid, or burned with ground fire - because this sword was originally created to cope with all kinds of extreme conditions.

Green glanced around: "Excuse me, which direction are you attacking here, it won't have much impact?" ”

"If you want to test the sword, there is a sword test stone outside." The dwarf pointed to the plaza outside the shop, "That's the one at the door." ”

Green looked out the door.

At the entrance of the shop, there was a large lone stone with many scars on it, as if it had been slashed by various weapons.

Carrying the giant sword in his hand, Green walked to the door, glanced at the stone at the door, and then glanced around.

"It should be okay in this direction." Green adjusted the angle of his attack to make sure that his attack did not affect the surrounding buildings, and then raised his sword.

The magic power gathered in Green's hands, and the originally scorching air instantly calmed down, and an indescribable sense of oppression permeated the air, and everyone involuntarily looked in the direction where Green was.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a huge and powerful magic beam crossed an arc, and then ......

The light is gone!

"Boom! ~”

The earth shook.

Even though the walls of the Flame Gate were carved with runes, they still couldn't stop this powerful force.

When the dwarves regained their sight, they saw only a ravine that stretched to the end of the earth, leaving a deep mark on the distant wall.

Everyone stared blankly at Grimm standing at the end of the ravine, and the look in his eyes seemed to be looking at a humanoid monster.

Green looked down at the sword in his hand.

Although the shape of the sword was still intact, Green knew that the atomic structure of the sword had been destroyed, and it was only because the magic had barely glued it together that it could continue to maintain the image of a sword.

"As I said, this sword can't withstand my strength." Green walked up to the dwarf and put the sword in his hand in front of the dwarf, "I want to find a sword that can withstand my strength, I want to ask, where do I find it?" ”

As Green loosened his grip on the magic, the next moment, the sword stuck in the ground instantly turned to ashes.

The young dwarf was dumbfounded.