As he passed by the statues, Taklin showed obvious respect for the dwarf statues, and gave a deep salute before following Chen Mo on his way. As long as www.biquge.info issue of dwarfs is not involved, Taklin still showed enough kindness to Chen Mo, and under Chen Mo's questioning, Taklin told the story of the owner of the statue.

Chen Mo's guess was not wrong, this was the place where the Sword of the Chosen One was forged back then. And the identity of the person carved is indeed the only god craftsman of the dwarf clan back then: Barend. Raging thunder. Hearing this, Chen Mo immediately raised his own questions, you must know that as early as the first time he met Crassus, the curious baby Wei Chuangchuang had already asked the name of this divine craftsman. Crassus's answer: Moradin.

"It seems that these emaciated elves have not forgotten the brilliance of Lord Thunder, and he is right, you can also call him Moradin, which is the noblest name of the dwarves. ”

Next, Taklin explains that the Moradin is actually a god believed in by the dwarves, but it is often named after the dwarves after the birth of the godsman, like the master craftsmen of the dwarf tribe, which is often a symbol of honor.

And Barend. The name Furious Thunder was also changed later, with Furious Thunder being the name of the warhammer in his hand after becoming a Divine Craftsman, and his original surname was named after their clan, the Bronze Hammer. Dwarves' names often do not belong to themselves, but to the clan, and if the dwarf disgraces his clan, then his name will be stripped by the clan. Of course, and vice versa, if someone is able to add glory to the clan, they will also be given a new surname by the clan. And the number of surnames in a clan directly indicates whether the clan has a glorious history. As you can imagine, when the dwarves tell each other their names, if you proudly report your unique surname, then if you are not a super strongman, then you must have a great ancestor.

Barende changed his name to commemorate the first artifact he forged after becoming a craftsman, and he still privately called himself the "old fellow of the Bronze Hammer Clan".

Taklin and Barende don't belong to the same clan, although they both seem to have similar surnames. But obviously, dwarves are different from humans, they don't have much of a gateway view, they don't have much class consciousness, and as long as they get honor, they can win the respect and love of others.

Taklin's reverence when he spoke of Barend was palpable, and Chen Mo suddenly remembered the joke, and asked him a little mischievous what kind of wine the master liked to drink. Hearing this, Taklin suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he fell apart, it was obvious that the master of the Divine Craftsman was not the same breed as him.

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin, the two soon came to the lava lake again, and Chen Mo was a little curious about how Taklin crossed this lake. Taklin grinned, ran to the shore and banged, pulling seven or eight slabs the size of a door from the solidified magma rock.

Chen Mo patted his head, yes, these bubble-filled magma rocks don't float on the surface of the magma, even if they are on the surface of the water, they can float, but such a single piece is estimated to be not enough to carry two people, but if such a block is slightly transformed, it should not be a problem to make a temporary raft.

Chen Mo, who was a little excited, watched Taklin put these "coffin boards"-like rock magma rocks neatly stacked on the shore, and wanted to participate in it. When Taklin saw Chen Mo coming, he smiled and asked Chen Mo if he was ready. As soon as Chen Mo, who didn't know what was going on, nodded, he saw that Taklin had one in his hand, and directly threw all these plate-like magma rocks into the lake, and Chen Mo, who had not yet reacted to the situation, was watching the rock slabs that were making parabolas in the air floating on the surface of the lake one by one, and he felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he was also thrown out!

Taklin, who threw Chen Mo together, was not idle, looking at Chen Mo who was exclaiming in the air, he laughed loudly, and then suddenly exploded, and the whole person rose from the ground and jumped bravely!

It's just that it's not so much a jump as it is flying, and this jump is dozens of yards.

Chen Mo, who made a pig-killing cry in the air, was indeed frightened! It's not too scary to say that it is not too scary, but Taklin did not have any warning in advance, and this time he flew straight and straight for a distance of dozens of yards, which was indeed exciting enough. Fortunately, Taklin's strength was extremely accurate, and the rock slabs thrown were basically gathered together, and at this time, with the help of inertia, they were still slowly drifting forward. And Chen Mo estimated his landing point, and estimated that he could land on the last rock slab. After the initial panic, Chen Mo, who had regained his composure, launched a light body fall and landed accurately in the middle of the rock slab, but before he could stand firmly, he felt a sharp sinking under his feet, and Taklin jumped directly from the shore onto this rock slab!

The dwarf's thick stature and powerful impact directly stepped this rock slab into the magma, and Chen Mo and Taklin, who was still laughing, jumped on another rock slab next to him. Taklin threw several of the rock slabs floating around him forward again. Only then did Chen Mo realize that when Taklin threw the rock slab, he only relied on the strength of his arm, and the rock slab under his feet did not accelerate and sink at all because of the other party's force.

After throwing several rock slabs in a row, the rock slabs under the feet of the two of them were already a little crumbling, and they were about to sink completely into the magma. Looking at the rock slabs that were thrown out, the distance seemed to be a little too far, and before Chen Mo could ask, the war hammer in Tackerin's hand swung with a bang, and the hammer hit the place where the tail of the rock slab was in contact with the magma, and the sinking rock slab was like an assault boat, the front end was cocked, and it rushed out. However, the slab seemed to be unable to withstand such a strong force, and began to crack inch by inch.

But soon, Taklin threw Chen Mo again and began his second jump. In just a few strokes, the wide lake of hundreds of yards was successfully crossed in less than a minute.

Chen Mo, who was standing on the shore, was still a little confused, he really didn't expect that even if it was brute force alone, it would be so simple. It is no wonder that each of those legendary powerhouses in the biography can write immortal poems.

Along the way, Chen Mo and Taklin had a very happy conversation, and learned a lot about the history of the dwarf race, and Taklin obviously inherited Chen Mo's feelings of rescue, but whenever Chen Mo asked questions, he knew everything and said everything, of course, except for the topic of dwarves.

Chen Mo felt a little like a fox and a fake tiger at this time, those high-level elemental creatures in the distance on this side of the lake shore were all far away, not daring to approach, and there was no obstacle along the way, Chen Mo suddenly remembered that Taklin's strength was so strong, even if it was only recovered by five or six percent, the three-headed lava hound before was probably not an opponent.