Chapter Thirty-Six: The North Wants to Swing a Little Shovel

"The Imperial Palace?"

"Warehouse~!"

"Amplify the killer?"

The steel plate and the drill bit proudly said in unison: "Put the wine"

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The north admires these dwarves

Thor turned with the north and came to a small doorway on the left.

After communicating with the general guarding the gate, Thor walked in with the north and the steel plate and the drill bit.

The small door is small, but when you go out, the style of painting is different, this is a huge space, there are machines operating everywhere, and the style is very modern, first a technology factory.

Although the dwarven soldiers inside are holding weapons such as tomahawks and hammers, their faces are obviously brought to the sci-fi style eyepieces, and there are also firearms hanging from their waists and backs.

"The forge is where almost all the weapons and equipment of the dwarves come from"

In the north, it is now Grandma Liu who has entered the Grand View Garden

This style can only be seen in comics and illustrations.

There is no end in sight, and there are production lines everywhere, some forging cold weapons, some making machinery, and some assembling spaceships.

In the north, energy conversion technology is used in many places here, which directly converts energy into matter.

Hemp eggs

Black technology

This dwarf is a thing, the north thinks that it can blow up Asgard, but he turns his head and thinks about why the dwarf wants Asgard Thor's protection if it is true.

So something is wrong, the dwarves are not as strong as they think, and Asgard is not as weak as they think.

Through these huge production lines

Thor led the north into a small forge again.

The defense here is not strict

The equipment is not much sci-fi equipment, it is some primitive thing

The device looks at the dirt and does not want it

The north felt that these things were not simple, and there were many runes engraved on them

A dwarven craftsman picked up a hammer and slammed it into a reddish metal ingot.

jingling

The metal ingot and the hammer saw only a trace of energy fluctuations, and the fluctuations merged into the metal ingot.

As the craftsman continued to hammer, the metal ingot gradually turned into a sword embryo.

The sword embryo looked like nothing

But there is already a relatively complete set of runic energy flowing inside.

Magic forge

It's amazing

It's the same with the unscientific creature of the black egg, and if you can't understand it, anyway, the north knows that you can just pick up the knife and cut it.

There is nothing that cannot be solved by one cut-and-s-all

If there is

Give him a brick

Crossing these forging craftsmen Thor and the north there are steel plates, drill bits, four people and a dog came to the most outstretched.

A bare-shouldered, white-bearded, navel-eyed dwarf with a hammer was speaking to a group of dwarven craftsmen.

The spitting stars are flying

When I'm happy, I also pour a sip from the quilt next to me

North asks Thor: "Thor, who is this, a very hanging picture"

Steel Plate interjected, "This is our current Forge Grand Master, Your Excellency Spirits Hammer"

The drill took over and said, "He punished us for guarding the Legendary Array."

The north asked the two dwarves: "How long will it take?"

"Oh, half a year"

"I can't hold a hammer for half a year"

"The supply of more important liquor has been reduced by 6 layers"

"It's my life"

"Feelings want your life to be wine, but it's okay or else, you two mix with me, the wine is enough"

The north decisively waved the small shovel

There are no corners that can't be dug up

Only those who are not industrious

At the critical moment in the north, the most tempting and bewitching conditions were proposed, and the two dwarves were not afraid that they would not agree.

The steel plate and the drill bit looked at each other and shook their heads, "I'm sorry, we are dwarven rune craftsmen, even if we are punished, we can't..."

Beibei took out a bottle from his bosom, unscrewed it, and a smell of wine wafted out.

grunt

Thor couldn't help but turn his head to look at the north, and asked the north incredulously: "You came from here"

"Your Daddy's Collection"

Thor's dad

God Odin~~!

The two dwarves were excited, they had never heard of this, let alone drank.

Thor gave a thumbs up to the North: "Awesome, I remember another month when I stole a bottle of my collection with Loki and was dragged to the training ground to repair it"

Thor sniffed the wine: "That, can the north divide me?"

"Brothers settle accounts"

"If Loki comes to harass you again, I'll hammer him"

"Really~!"

"Really"

"You swear"

"I swear"

oK

I didn't expect a bottle of wine to make Thor hammer his younger brother, and sure enough, his tactics of letting the second dog pee and shit in the past three months are not as fast as this.

However, Odin's wine is not so easy to get, and he used the second dog to poop everywhere as a cover, and used the egg clone technique to steal it from Odin's dormitory.

The white-bearded dwarf Flame Hammer with the hammer ran to the north with an excited face.

"That girl, what's in your hands?"

Another fish on the hook?

The North thinks that he must be the pig's foot in the street fighting novel, and he can hook up with two big fish by stealing a bottle of wine.

The North carefully stuffed the lid and quickly stuffed it into the nagcur of his watch.

Turning his head to look around, he shouted, "What? What's the matter? Then spread out his hands: "My hands, white, tender, white, tender, you see."

The red nose of the liquor hammer sniffed around the north: "Wine, wine, where are you hiding?"

The face of the Northern Danghe Spirits and Iron Hammer turned around: "What is it, you see nothing"

Spirits Hammer stared at the north: "Girl, I'm willing to trade a weapon with you"

Beifang pointed to the soul slashing knife behind his back: "I don't lack weapons."

knife

Liquor Iron Hammer's eyes shrank suddenly, and the drunkard's expression just now disappeared, turning into a contemplative look, pointing to the red and white in the north and saying, "Girl, can you let me take a look?" ”

The North took out his red and white scabbard and handed it to the dwarven patriarch who changed his face quickly: "Give"

Flame Hammer took the red and white and examined it carefully

Flame Hammer didn't say anything for a while.

His own patriarch was here, and the steel plate and drill bit didn't dare to say anything, so the dwarves who had been listening to the speech also surrounded them.

Thor looked at Flame Hammer with interest, wondering what was going on.

Long

Flame Hammer returned the knife to the Northern Dao, "You are the owner of this knife?" ”

Beibei nodded curiously: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

"Impossible"

"Why can't it be?"

"The Great War a thousand years ago, you couldn't be in"

A thousand years ago?

Thor looked confused, what the hell is the thousand-year war? “

Thor bowed his head and asked Flame Hammer: "Hammer Patriarch, are you mistaken, the north was not born a thousand years ago, and there are any great wars, I haven't heard of it."

Flame Hammer looked at the curious Thor and sighed, shaking his head, "Impossible, impossible"

To be continued