"The power of arbitration?" Wang Rui asked strangely after hearing Char's calm words.

"Shh......h Don't ask, you know Char knows how to do this, curiosity will kill cats. Seeing Wang Rui's behavior of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Kelly hurriedly reminded that it seemed that this arbitrating power, which Char called the power he once had, was black history for this military lich.

It is indeed a black history, no matter what kind of expression the power of arbitration is, the user must remain neutral in a certain way, otherwise it will only evolve into something like protection or favoritism.

But the problem is that anyone who really understands the world will know that neutrality in the absolute sense does not exist, so because of this essential contradiction, the power of arbitration has become Char. Pendragon. Hoinheim, the descendant of the Knight King and the son of the Sage of Light, eventually became Char, the Lich of War.

Of course, this is already another story, another story that has little to do with the protagonist of the traverser, Lord Wang Rui, for the time being, if Char and Kelly don't say it, Wang Rui can only put this doubt in his heart.

Although I don't know how Char got this power, the power of arbitration that Char blessed on the body of the Ash Messenger who was being cast was like a rope condensing the power of the behemoth Holy Light on the Ash Messenger's body, and this subtle change could only be perceived by those who were very familiar with the power of the Holy Light.

Mograine happens to be one of them.

Feeling the Ember Messenger as if she had gradually possessed a "self", Mograine couldn't help but look at Ethan Lion. This man, who had always been very gloomy in her impression, was maintaining a solemn posture and continuing to infuse this "arbitration power" that was similar to the Holy Light but not the Holy Light

It seems that the Holy Light Inquisition is not completely without merit, and it has always been an organization that aims a butcher's knife at its own people and exists like a warlord on the battlefield. Mograine has always been very disdainful, but today Ethan Lien's cousin made her reacquaint herself with this group of people.

Although, if Wang Rui and Kelly, who were still chatting in the private chat channel, knew her thoughts, they would definitely rush to complain that this was a misunderstanding.

Mograine's small thoughts did not affect the continuation of the casting, and under the combined force of the three forces, this Ash Bringer, or Ash Bringer, in the dream world. The change is finally about to complete the last step before it comes out.

But the problem is that Kelly, who is an auxiliary foundry, is just a little out of breath at best. And Magni, the king of the hills, who was the main contributor, was already sweating, and the heavy armor that had been put on his body had long been thrown aside, and his hands holding the heavy hammer trembled slightly. Prove that this king of the hill has reached his limits.

This master forger, not only the Dwarven King, but also the Dwarven Race of Azeroth, knew that although this weapon was nine out of ten complete, if he made a slight mistake at the last minute, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Moreover, Magni, as the King of the Hill, could also feel the power contained in the Holy Light Crystal, which had been fully activated after being infused by Wang Rui and Char. If he and Kelly didn't work well with the previous one. It will cause a chain reaction.

The best outcome is that the weapon will be completely scrapped, and if the energy burst after the defeat cannot be suppressed, it is very likely that the dwarves of Ironforge will need to change to a new home.

If the city of the Three Hammers built by Anvimar, the king of the mountains, was destroyed and a weapon was forged, then it would not be enough for Magni's bronze beard to apologize for his sins with death, thinking of this, Magni seemed to pour all his power into the next hammer, and slammed it on the Ash Messenger before shouting:

"For Kazmodan!"

"Whoa...... Is...... Uh, I'm impressed. Kelly sighed in the private chat channel and found that she didn't find any suitable emotion words.

As for why she was so emotional. Because Magni, the King of the Hill, who worked with her to forge the Ash Bringer, suddenly grew in size by four or five circles after shouting a slogan. The king of the hill, who is about one meter four or five at most when he draws a sword among dwarves, has become a giant who is more than three meters tall.

"Well, that's why the dwarven heroes of this world are called the King of the Hill." For the final skill of the king of the hill, Wang Rui, who was not surprised by the gods, said indifferently about Kai Li's feelings.

"It turns out that this is the king of the hills, the god descended to ......earth," Kelly's words sounded as if she knew that she had this skill.

"Well, there are dwarves in that world, too?" If there were, I wouldn't let myself kill a prince with a gun if I didn't meet, and let myself snatch some crown.

"There is a record that the kings of the dwarves are often called the kings of the hills, which means not that they are the kings of a certain hill, but that they can make themselves like the hills." After Kelly explained in the private chat channel, she didn't know what she remembered and said, "It's a pity that the dwarves in the dark region have long lost this skill. ”

"What about the earthly world?" Wang Rui still remembered the blackstone dwarf that Kelly and Char mentioned earlier that was destroyed by the Grand Duke of Bamboo.

"Ten thousand years ago maybe they would, but now, at least I've never seen one." While Kelly was casting, she secretly looked at Magni, whose height suddenly turned into a little giant, to take a closer look at the concept of the king of the hill's gods.

"The god of the dwarves is dead, so no one on the continent of Ara will come down to the gods, I have been to the west, and the dwarves there have completely sunk." Char, the military lich, interjected into the conversation between the two.

"God is dead? Killed by a higher human? Wang Rui thinks this possibility is very high.

"On the contrary, the dwarven gods died at the hands of their own gods, at the hands of the god who proclaimed himself righteous." Char's originally calm tone was a little narrow, as if he had said something funny: "If it weren't for the death of the dwarf god, maybe the war of the gods would have changed a little." ”

“…… Why? Wang Rui was a little strange about why Char's tone had such a strange change, there must be an insider, and Kelly, who also heard this, also asked Char in a puzzled tone:

"You believe that rumor too?"

"That's not a rumor, I've seen it with my own eyes, it's indeed a dwarven craft, or a lost dwarven craft." Char's words made Wang Rui begin to enter a confused mode.

"It's not necessarily true that I've seen it with my own eyes, I don't believe that the dwarves will forge that divine sword that can cut off fate." Kelly, who knew what Char was talking about, immediately retorted.

"Maybe...... Anyway, we haven't experienced that scene in person, and the specific situation has long been buried in history, so far away that even the stars have forgotten that scene. Char's reaction was unexpected, not at all like a hoshimi.

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about, what kind of dwarf craft, what is the divine sword that cuts off fate!" Wang Rui hates this kind of talk about black history and does not explain the cause and effect clearly.

"We're just saying that no matter what world it is, it seems that the dwarf casting process is very good!" Kelly said as she dropped the final hammer and said, "It's done......"

Hearing Kelly's words, Wang Rui and Char withdrew their strength at the same time, compared to Char, who had no effect at all, Wang Rui almost fell to the ground, and hurriedly turned out a bunch of jelly and ate it in a big gulp.

"Done......" The Dwarven King said the same sentence as his body shrank sharply, and finally became a little smaller than normal before he said to Mograine tiredly: "It's done, there was once a rumor that a dwarf would build a weapon that he would never surpass in his life, I have always questioned this sentence, and now I don't question it anymore. ”

"Take it, child, it will be the strongest and one weapon I have ever forged in my life, I could not have made a better weapon than this, take it and do your justice to the undead."

Hearing the Dwarven King's words, Mograine carefully picked up the Ash Bringer that was still on top of the Great Calcining Anvil, and under the protection of the power of the Light, she could ignore the scorching temperature, but when she picked up the Ash Bringer, she found that even if it had just been cast, it was not much warm.

She felt only a warm force from her weapon into her limbs, silent.

"I think I'm mistaken again......" Kelly said suddenly, seeing Mograine close her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"This weapon isn't just epic......" Kelly said in an exaggerated tone.

"If this weapon is held by this person...... Char, who also saw this, said in the same tone, "It's already a legend......" (to be continued......