That's right!

These weapons are especially weapons captured from the hands of the powerhouses of the Evil God Camp during the previous battles with the Chaos Camp.

Jace stroked his white beard: "The fine weapons of the order camp are lacking everywhere. We must always give priority to arming the mortal strong. However, you are not limited to factions, as long as you have a weapon of [Excellent] quality or above. That's much easier. ”

Martin gently stroking his right hand into the air with the axe, and the axe disappeared into thin air. Seeing that Jace's divine envoy also jumped eyelids.

When Martin aimed at a half-broken piece of armor in the corner and threw the axe out of the [King's Treasure] spatial treasure house again, the huge axe swirled in mid-air for a full ten spins, before he cut the broken armor in the corner in half at once with a fierce momentum.

Jace was dumbfounded, and even though he had long heard of Martin stabbing a real giant to death with a summoned golden sword, it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

Martin shrugged: "This time I go, I am destined to face the believers of Naigh." The weapon I use to attack is the more powerful it is, and I can't throw those disgusting creatures with the sacred weapons that the craftsman has painstakingly crafted, do I? ”

Naigh – The Father of Decay.

His Chosen One was covered in abscesses on the outside, and his skin melted away at the slightest touch. The bodies of its followers are swollen from unimaginable viruses, and in order to support their shattered bodies, these people always wear heavy armor to prevent the outflow of internal organs, making them look even larger than the average Chosen One.

Although these crazy creatures are inhumanized by the virus, they have basically lost their sense of pain for a long time, and several of Naigh's viruses have the effect of freeing consciousness and prolonging life, and these special breeds are able to make the Chosen endure tormenting pain for the action of their kind grandfather.

No enemy is more feared than the Chosen One of Naig, whose skin is as flicked as cotton, but beneath its fragile exterior lies a deadly virus. More terrifying than Naig's Chosen One is the virus that explodes after the death of these bio-bombs.

Originally, Martin also wanted to get a batch of gorgeous weapons to present the real [King's Treasure] in this world.

After learning the news, Martin immersed himself in his spiritual world and let his soul think deeply for a long time. only to successfully open up a half-new trick. That is the [King's Disgust] that was opened up on the basis of the [King's Treasure].

A separate space was created to store weapons that would never be appreciated by Gilgamesh's aesthetic, and were intended to be used as disposable items to smash enemies.

Use what Gilgamesh hates to destroy something even more offensive.

This is the so-called fighting poison with poison.

It took Martin half a day to finally wipe out Sigma's inventory.

812 pieces of Sophisticated-level Chaos Equipment, 89 pieces of Epic, and none of them are Legendary.

If it weren't for Martin's good reputation and firm stance, Sigma wouldn't have given it to someone else.

Who knows if you suddenly fell and ran to the Chaos camp to take these weapons to the enemy.

When Martin had everything done, he led him to a palace in a subspace with Jace.

This is a Sigmar Temple. It sits on a green cliff in the middle of the void.

The temple gate faced the cold wind of the northern regions, and through the huge temple door, it was easy to see a huge Sigma statue standing in the center of the temple at the end of the two rows of Greek-style columnar arches on the left and right.

The Sigma statue holds a tome such as a Bible in his left hand, and a two-handed warhammer in one hand in his right hand, and his beard is carved so lifelike that it seems to be fluttering in the wind.

The statue's two eyes, made of a large piece of green glass, were diagonally facing the sky above, as if staring at the Slinkas of the North with his wary gaze.

There were already a lot of people gathered in the main hall.

Interestingly, they were not harmonious, and were roughly divided into more than a dozen small circles, each with as few as three people and as many as seven or eight people.

Martin glanced at it and understood—basically, the dwarves, wood elves, and vampires were grouped together by race, and Bakaria was alone, and then the Rick Imperial God was divided into four groups.

These four groups correspond to the three Grand Dukes who were still at war not long ago, and a group of Imperial people who looked at these three groups with complicated eyes. If Martin was not mistaken, it was the camp of the frontier nobles who had maintained a strict neutrality during the Empire's Civil War.

There are the largest number of people left, and at a glance they know that they are a combination similar to a private organization, and they are estimated to be famous adventurers from all over the world.

The last batch is a bit special, and they are strong in various religious organizations.

With Martin's entry, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to him. Because the one who brought Martin in was Jace, Sigma's number one divine envoy.

"Who is he?"

"Who's that kid?"

Many people in the distance subconsciously asked.

Before everyone could react further, the first to meet them was the dwarves.

"Oh oh oh old friend! I wonder why you didn't come?" a short, but stout figure, with his heavy, powerful little short legs, rushed towards him.

He's so fast, even above Gal and Sylvie.

Looking at the dwarf prince's outstretched arms, Martin also half-crouched down, smiled and gave the dwarf in front of him a warm hug.

"It's you, Barney!"

【Steel Cannon】Barney Black Hammer, the dwarven prince of the Eight Peaks of Kalas.

Martin is also very happy in the face of old friends who have been working together, after all, they are lifelong friends.

After giving Martin a bear hug, Barney greeted his companion warmly, "Hey, everyone, come here, he's Martin Lorraine who gave Fort Red Rock back!"

When they heard this, the eyes of the six dwarves over there lit up. Let's take a short leg and run over with a bang.

"Red Rock Castle?" Martin was a little overwhelmed.

"It's that damn Ggynt! Ggynt is the name of those filthy greenskins. We dwarves are all called Red Rock Castle. Barney explained.

Dwarves are a very simple race.

It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you've made a feud with them, even if you kill all the dwarves somewhere. Dwarves all over the world are especially relatives, as long as there is a grudge, someone will always write it down in a small book, maybe in a hundred decades, his third aunt's sixth aunt will find you or your descendants to take revenge.

If you have a favor to the dwarves, and it is a great favor for the entire dwarves, then you will automatically get VIP treatment for all the dwarves.

Martin, for example, retrieved one of the Eight Peaks of Callas, which the Dwarves considered sacred, for the Dwarves.

It seems that Martin's popularity among the dwarves is already automatically [worship].