When the dwarven king Gunther arrived at the headquarters of the Wizarding Guild, he saw only a low-level wizard in white robes waiting for him.

He had never been treated like this since he became the Dwarven King, he was the King of the Dwarves and was respected everywhere.

Before there were no demigods and god-level haunts, he would take a large number of retinues with him every time he traveled, to show his status as a dwarven race.

It wasn't that he wanted to put on a show, but that he represented the dwarves, and it was the respect that the dwarves had earned for their efforts in this world for countless years.

But today, he only saw a low-level wizard in white robes, who did not welcome him, but came to guide him.

The dwarven king Gunther watched the white-robed low-level wizard perform a wizarding salute to him, and then led in front, without even saying a word.

This is caused by the status gap between each other, although the god-level wizards of the wizards guild can not take the dwarf king Gunther in their eyes, but the white-robed low-level wizard is because of nervousness, but this performance makes the dwarf king Gunther even more angry.

When the dwarven king Gunther walked into the chamber, his anger vanished, for the terrifying aura of a god-level wizard in the chamber made him feel extremely depressed.

Although the eleven god-level wizards did not deliberately use their breath to suppress the dwarf king Gunther, several of them were hostile to the dwarf clan because of what the dwarf clan had done, and the pressure that was inadvertently revealed was not something that the dwarf king Gunther could withstand.

"Dwarf King Gunther, welcome!" the Inner Smith God-level wizard sensed the Dwarf King Gunther's nervousness and said with a smile.

"I've seen all god-level wizards!" After hearing his words, the dwarf king Gunther relieved his nervous heart and bowed down to the god-level wizards.

"Dwarven King Gunther, I have invited you here today because the Wizards Guild wants to ask you and confirm something!" the Nesmith God-level wizard continued.

"Obey the orders of the god-level wizard!" replied the dwarven king Gunther, with a pang in his heart.

"The Wizards' Guild has always been very tolerant of the dwarves, and even the wizard inheritance is not stingy, and the dwarves can enjoy the wizarding profession inheritance in the same way as humans, is that true?" the voice of the god-level wizard of Nesmith became a little tougher, and he asked in a deep voice.

For god-level wizards, the dwarves are nothing, and if it weren't for the wizarding guild itself needing such a race, they wouldn't care about the dwarves at all.

A race that doesn't have god-level combat power doesn't even have the ability to resist in front of them, how can such a race be valued by them.

As for the royal family of the dwarf race, the identity of the dwarf king has no effect in front of them.

Not to mention the god level, even the demigod level has long been beyond the world, in front of them, these royal families are just an insignificant passerby in life, in front of the immortals, they are not even waves.

"Yes!" The dwarven king Gunther felt the powerful momentum of the god-level wizard of Nesmith, and could only bow down.

Although he had a lot to say in his heart, and he had thought of a lot of words to deal with before he came, when he really faced a god-level wizard, he knew that strength was the foundation of everything.

"Then why do so many dwarves among the dwarves become believers in the 'God of the Hill', don't you know that the 'God of the Hill' is an enemy of the Wizards' Guild?" the voice of the god-level wizard of Nesmith raised a lot, and he rebuked.

"Lord Nesmith, the dwarves don't require the dwarves to believe in the 'God of the Hill', it's all the dwarves' personal beliefs!" "The dwarven king Gunther was a little more sober at this time, and he bowed down and said.

"Personal faith?" said Nesmith God-level wizard with a sneer, and then he waved his hand and said, "The Wizards Guild has made a decision, the Dwarves must arrest all the believers of the 'God of the Hill' and dispose of them in the same way as they believe in evil gods!"

Like the god of war, the god of war, the god of war, and the god of thieves, Milton, because they were recognized by the wizards guild before, they are the true gods of this world, and they will not be reproached for believing in them.

In order to prevent those evil gods from having a chance to turn over, the wizards' guild has long formulated some rules that prohibit the belief in evil gods.

It's just that this rule was formulated too early, thousands of years have passed since now, and because the whole world is ruled by the wizarding guild strongly, there is almost no chance to use this rule before the god of war, which makes many people unable to remember that there is still this rule.

This is an ancient rule, and it is estimated that only an existence like a god-level wizard will remember these regulations.

The dwarven king Gunther's face changed, and he remembered the records he had read. In the light words of the god-level wizard of Inner Smith, there was endless killing intent.

According to the way of believing in evil gods, this way of dealing is to burn at the stake, and believers who believe in evil gods are burned to death with flames.

"Lord Nesmith, the Dwarves can banish these believers from the Central Continent and send them to the Subcontinent!" the Dwarven King Gunther bowed and pleaded.

"Remember, this is not a consultation with you, but an order from the Wizards' Guild!" the Nesmith god-level wizard said in a deep voice.

In fact, the Wizards' Guild does not know how many believers there are in the dwarf race, and even the intelligence officers of the dwarf race only say that there are many dwarven believers who only say the 'god of the hill'.

But they didn't know that the number of Dwarven 'Hill God' believers had reached two million, and it was still growing.

If the dwarves burned all the two million dwarves to death, the dwarves would be finished. You must know that most of the dwarven believers of these 'gods of the hills' are the elite of the dwarf race, blacksmiths, wizards, smelters, etc.

Once all these dwarves are really burned to death, the dwarves will have no meaning to exist, because at that time, the dwarves themselves will no longer be able to maintain their own strength.

A race that has lost a lot of strength has a lot of wealth, and a large number of other forces will treat them as a piece of fat and go up to plunder them like crazy.

The dwarven king Gunther has seen many forces that have disappeared in history, and in this way they have weakened until they are wiped out.

"Lord Nesmith, I can't take my orders!" said the dwarven king Gunther as he straightened up, his voice firm.

He has no way out, rather than sell two million dwarves, let the dwarven race survive, and finally be swallowed up by the forces, it is better to oppose it from the beginning.

"Nesmith, you're just being too polite to the dwarf clan, look at how even the little dwarven king dares to contradict you!" said the god-level wizard Hawthorn sneered on the side.

"Although the dwarves still have some use for the Wizarding Guild, since they dare to oppose the orders of the Wizarding Guild, there is no need for it to exist!" Moseley said lightly.

The dwarven king Gunther stood there, his heart cold. Dwarves joined the Wizards' Guild and contributed to the Wizards' Guild, almost all of the large buildings were completed by the Dwarves.

There are a lot of dwarves who die in the front-line battlefield, and basically where there is the most dangerous, there are dwarves.

The dwarves have indeed obtained the inheritance of the wizard profession, but a large number of wizard resources, especially the top wizard resources, have always been in the hands of the wizarding guild.

Over the years, there have been very few legendary wizards in the dwarf race, and the recent promotion of Faraday legendary wizards is not the help of the wizards' guild, but the help of Abel.

"Gunther, have you thought it through?" the Nesmith god-level wizard also had a murderous intent in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.

He gave an order to the dwarven king Gunther, but was opposed by the other party, and was still in front of the other ten god-level wizards, which made him lose face.

"My lord, please spare the dwarves!" said the dwarven king Gunther with a deep bow.

"Hmph!" the Inner Smith god-level wizard snorted coldly. With his snort, a powerful aura acted heavily on the body of the dwarf king Gunther, destroying his soul in an instant.

The Dwarven King Gunther is a high-level wizard, and just after the soul was destroyed, the 'soul light' was about to be generated, and the real world of the god-level wizard of Nesmith emitted a suction force to suck the 'soul light' into it.

"Brennan demigod wizard, mobilize combat power, surround the dwarf clan early tomorrow morning, capture all the 'god of the hill' believers, and re-elect a new dwarf king, this time the elected dwarf king must be obedient!" Nesmith god-level wizard ordered to Brennan demigod wizard who was handling affairs in the office.

When the demigod wizard Brennan heard the order, he immediately activated the 'teleportation' and came to the conference hall, and at a glance he saw the dwarf king Gunther who had fallen to the ground and was lifeless, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of horror.

The Dwarves are the most important logistical guarantee for the Wizards' Guild's forging, building, and magic circles, and the Dwarven King of the Dwarves is killed in the Wizards' Guild headquarters like this, which will make the Dwarves crazy.

Maybe a god-level wizard doesn't know the temper of the dwarves, but how can he, the vice president who often deals with practical affairs, not know.

The stubbornness of the dwarves is very terrifying, and it is precisely because the dwarven king Gunther can suppress the voices of the dwarves that he has always maintained stability.

"It takes a lot of combat power to surround the dwarves, and a day's preparation is probably not enough!" Brennan demigod wizard replied helplessly.

The dwarves are not small clans, and if such a large clan wants to surround them, at least tens of thousands of wizards must be used, and this is only for the Iron Furnace Fortress.

"Arrange for all the demigods and legends to go, and we need to let the whole world know that the wizards' guild is the master of this world!" Hawthorn said in a deep voice.

"Yes, my lord!" replied the Brennan demigod wizard with a bow. In the palace of the dwarves, a young dwarf in a golden robe looked at the cracked crystal in front of him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?" exclaimed the dwarven servant on the side. With his exclamation, a figure appeared next to Job, none other than the legendary wizard of Faraday, who had remained in the palace to protect him nearby.

But when he appeared, he saw the cracked crystal at a glance, and his eyes were full of horror. The crystal is a secret method among the dwarves, and the cracked crystal represents the death of the dwarven king Gunther.

"Father!" said Job, crying.

"Job, you can't stay here, come with me somewhere and come back when it's safe!" said Faraday Legendary Wizard in his deep voice.

The dwarven king Gunther was killed at the headquarters of the Wizards' Guild, and what this means is clear. Since even the dwarven king Gunther will be killed, it seems that the wizards' guild is preparing to take action against the dwarves.

Now the only hope of the dwarf clan is Abel, even if he can't ask Abel to intervene in the wizarding guild and the dwarf clan, he must ask Abel to keep Job.

He knew very well that the Wizards' Guild would never allow Job to live, and as long as there was the blood of the Dwarven King, then the Dwarves would not obey other leaders.

"No, I want revenge!" shouted Job, whose eyes were blood-red. The legendary wizard of Faraday did not persuade him again, but directly knocked him unconscious, and then held him in his hand.

"Iron Furnace Spirit, His Majesty Gunther has been killed by the Wizarding Guild, and Iron Furnace Castle is preparing for war!" he said in a deep voice as he led Job to the room where the Iron Furnace Spirit was retained.

The light flickered above the Iron Furnace Spirit's body, and then the entire Iron Furnace Castle let out a piercing alarm. The legendary wizard of Faraday did not stop, he did not know when the wizarding guild would attack the dwarves, no matter what, he promised the dwarven king Gunther to leave a blood for him.

He made his way to the nearby teleportation circle room, where there was an anonymous teleportation circle. Fortunately, he had used it once before, otherwise he would not dare to use the teleportation circle network of the Wizards Guild at this time, thinking that the teleportation circle of the dwarves would be monitored by the Wizards Guild at this time.

In a flash of white light, he came to the elven Moon Goddess Temple teleportation circle.

He knew one thing very well, if he wanted to say that the teleportation circle could directly enter the Golden Castle, he was afraid that only the teleportation circle here could do it.

"I ask to see Her Highness the Holy Maiden Loraine!" the legendary wizard of Faraday pleaded, bowing to a female temple druid.

The female temple druid looked at him, saw the dwarf he was carrying, and guessed that the matter was urgent, and hurriedly ran away.

Soon the Virgin Lorain, accompanied by several archdruids, came to the legendary wizard of Faraday.

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden Lorain!" Even if the legendary wizard of Faraday was anxious, after seeing the Holy Maiden Loran, he bowed respectfully and saluted.

This holy woman Loran is related to the fate of the entire dwarf clan today, and it is also his hope that he can see Abel as soon as possible.

"Faraday Legendary Wizard, I don't know what's going on?" said the Holy Maiden Lorain, bowing slightly. It's not that the saint Loren is rude, but that she is now representing the goddess of the moon, and being able to bow slightly is already very much a face for the legendary wizard of Faraday.