"The light of the moon is getting dimmer and dimmer." The Elven Empress looked up at the bright moon in the sky and sighed softly.

"Now the situation on the mainland has really been revealed, the three-legged stand, but it is the confrontation of two forces, I really don't know what to say" Ernie also sighed, and paused after speaking, but the Elven Empress and Anna still knew what she was going to say.

"I know what you're worried about." The Elven Empress looked at these two henchmen with some helplessness, they were all saved by that hateful human being, I really don't know what the Elf Clan had to do with him.

"The moon hasn't indicated yet, so we can't go out yet." The Elven Empress narrowed her eyes, as if she could see a lot from the moon, and said, "But I think that day is almost away." ”

Ernie and Anna were thoughtful, they both knew that the Elven Empress was the apprentice of the mysterious Elven Great Prophet, and naturally she also knew some magical prophecy.

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Far away from the human track, except for a few special caravans dared to enter the Hengduan Mountains, this is a forbidden area for humans, because the ruler of the Hengduan Mountains is the fierce enemy of mankind - the orc race.

The orcs have always been very enthusiastic about the rich land inhabited by humans, and the fact that humans once drove them out of that rich land has increased their hatred for humans.

For millions of years, the orcs have never stopped invading humans. Although each time it ended in failure. But the orcs are still not discouraged, and every year a small group of orcs harass the human countries on the border. Although each time it is a small scale, some people with some minds will know that the orcs must be waiting to be armed with an unprecedented amount of force, and that it will definitely be a great disaster for humanity at that time.

Of course, the orcs are not the only race in the Hengduan Mountains. Although it was once driven here by humans, and later slaughtered by the orcs, the dwarves still retain a certain scale in hidden places.

Speaking of the dwarves, in addition to the dwarf Lanjie whom Long Fan knew in Arcelor City, there are also the dwarves that Bobby and the others saw when they went to the Hammer Empire. Most of them are still secluded in the Hengduan Mountains. They don't have the same hatred of humans as the orcs. But like the elves, they don't have a good impression of humans.

At this time, in the largest of the many dwarven tribes, the dwarves were engaged in a monthly ritual of worshipping the god of war. It was said to be a sacrifice, but it didn't ask for any boys or girls. It's just that the dwarves gather together. It's like a bonfire. However, in terms of food, it is much richer than usual.

At the back of the hill, an old dwarf was sitting cross-legged in a cave. There are countless weapon materials around, and it can be seen that he is also the top weapon maker of the dwarf race.

"Grand Elder Wenger." Just then a younger dwarf walked in. He bowed to the old man sitting cross-legged, who was none other than the tribal leader of the largest dwarven tribe, Flagg.

"Hmm." The great elder named Wenger snorted, the patriarch of the largest tribe was so respectful to him, it was enough to see Wenger's status among the dwarves.

Wenger ignored Flagg, and Flagg also stood there without moving, he knew that the Great Elder of the Dao Dao was going to do something of great significance today-prophecy.

Each race will have one or two prophets, and compared to the many fakes and hypocrisies among humans, the prophets of alien races such as elves and dwarves are much more formal and more mysterious.

The same is true of this Wenger Great Elder, and even the dwarves of the clan don't know what kind of strength this Wenger Great Elder is, but he knows that the weapons he casually made have the level of medium-grade spiritual weapons, and there are also a lot of high-grade spiritual weapons on the shelves on the side.

If these weapons and armor circulated to human society, they must be treasures that everyone is crazy about, but Wenger didn't have much interest in them, just put them there casually.

The air froze for a few minutes, and Wenger finally stood up slowly. ，

"Flagg, do you know what I'm doing here?" Wenger's voice rang out, and it turned out to be unusually old. If you look closely, you will find that his old and wrinkled face did not move his muscles much when he spoke. In fact, his old age is more serious than it looks on the outside.

Flagg's eyes suddenly turned red, but he managed to steady his breathing, nodded vigorously, and said, "Great Elder, Flagg knows what to say." ”

Wenger nodded, he didn't look at Wenger all the time, his eyes fixed on the raging fire burning in front of him, the flame he needed to make the weapon. The dwarven prophecy was seen in the flames when making the weapon.

And Wenger's old state has a lot to do with the consequences of prophecy, and it can be said that he is using his own vitality to predict.

Wenger walked over to the flames and expertly picked up a precious mineral on the table, which was also the raw material for weapons that everyone in the Anthropocene realm was crazy about, and it was enough to see that the dwarven race had a rich collection.

"Remember, no matter what the outcome, don't tell your clansmen." Wenger's old tone was unmistakably solemn, and then he slowly picked up the hammer on the table and began to smash the ore one by one.

If there are people who don't know how to make tools, they must be extremely puzzled here, how can such a master of tools move so slowly and sluggishly? But it can be seen from the solemnity and adoration in Flagg's undivided eyes that this is not something that ordinary people can understand.

The flames were burning, and Wenger was tepidly hammering the material, his eyes already blood-red from the flames, but he still stared at the flames. Although Flagg on the side could not see anything from it, Wenger could clearly see the story in the flames.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

After the last three hammers, Wenger smashed it hard, and then suddenly picked up the pair of long daggers on the table and inserted them into the liquid on the side, Flagg knew that it was over.

"Whew." Wenger closed his eyes with a solemn face, he didn't want Flagg to see the anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes. After a long time, he slowly opened it, and his eyes were already full of gray death. Flagg on the side knew that the age of Grand Elder Wenger was numbered.

"The mainland, it's going to be chaotic!" It was a long time before Wenger said this, and then waved his hand to signal Flagg to come out.

Flagg walked out of the country with shock, and he knew what Wenger meant, that is, they were going to appear again, and it was time for these aliens to join forces with humans again.

"Patriarch, Great Elder," he had just walked to the campfire, and everyone below hurriedly asked. They all knew that Great Elder Wenger was going to break through the limit tonight and create a weapon that broke through the spirit weapon level.

Flagg suppressed the solemnity in his heart, and with a relaxed smile on his face, he shouted, "Demigods!" ”

"Oh!!" All the dwarves shouted in unison. (To be continued......)