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The Tower of Thor, at the beginning of its establishment, was not made of bricks and stones, but was slowly excavated, polished and processed from a whole mountain.

The whole tower, integrated into one, can not find the slightest gap, like a masterpiece of heaven.

The Tower of Thor was built a long time ago, long before the time of Charlemagne, before the creation of the Holy Spirit Empire.

According to rumors, the invincible Charlemagne once launched a race war for world domination, the famous 'Battle of the Iron Castle'.

In that battle, the blood flowed like a river, and the dry yellow earth was dyed bright red. The millions of iron-blooded lions led by Charlemagne directly approached the city and surrounded the Iron Castle, where the dwarves relied for survival at that time.

At the moment of life and death, the dwarves fought back in the last hand.

Rolling dark clouds filled the entire sky in an instant. It was a clear day, but it was like night, and I couldn't see my fingers in the dark.

Lightning and thunder, thunder, crazy roaring, led by the Tower of Thor, all gathered together.

This is the most powerful blow.

Charlemagne, known as the Demon and Martial Arts Double Cultivator and the most powerful man who can compete with the gods, was inevitably hit hard under the power of heaven.

At that time, the millions of iron-blooded lions led by Charlemagne suffered heavy casualties.

The sturdy magic array of countless runes was broken, and the magician's magic power was exhausted, and countless fighters were like moths to a fire, and they died of exhaustion under the dazzling white thunder, leaving no corpses behind, and the ashes were annihilated.

An army of millions of iron-blooded people, and their vitality is greatly damaged.

This is the only defeat in Charlemagne's life, after dozens of battles, large and small.

Since then, the ambitious Charlemagne has finally realized that there are people outside of man, and there is heaven outside of heaven.

He no longer underestimated the heroes of the world, but after returning to the Holy Spirit Empire, he invited the elven king of the elven race, the leader of the dwarf race, and the prophet of the orc race, and the three top powerhouses gathered together and began to negotiate.

Eventually, the world was redivided, and the Holy Spirit Empire was given a vast area of dozens of provinces.

The dwarves were given an entire stretch of steel mountains that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

The elves have obtained the most extensive elven forest.

Since then, the four major races of the human race, the elven race, the dwarf race, and the orc race have been officially established.

The Tower of Thor, hence its name.

For the dwarves, the Tower of Thor is a holy tower in their eyes, and it has an irreplaceable status. Just like a fanatical believer in the Church of Light, believing in the Goddess of Light, sacred and inviolable.

Every dwarf is proud to join the Tower of Thor.

What do the dwarves aspire to join the Tower of Thor?

In William's eyes, to put it mildly, he is still a craftsman.

They forge the sharpest weapons in the world, the strongest armor, the best wands, and the most delicate and compact mechanical 'toys' like pistols.

The biggest benefit you can get from joining Thor's Tower is nothing more than an increase in fame.

Take Master Mumudr as an example, when he did not join the Tower of Thor, even if he was skilled enough to reach the pinnacle, he was unknown.

And now, Mumouder is named a master, but it is not called for nothing, it is recognized by everyone in the world!

Take last year's 80th birthday banquet of His Majesty Charles IX, when His Majesty personally sent someone to invite Master Mumouder to attend his birthday party.

How many people can get this honor?

However, Master Mumouder lacked interest and refused to come directly.

Afterwards, in his correspondence with William, Master Mumouder also made the incident known, and even now, William remembers it vividly.

"Before, when I didn't quit the Tower of Thor, I almost sat in the position of vice president of the Tower of Thor!"

Speaking of the past, Mumudr looked proud, "We dwarves are not your human race, we don't have any kings, and we don't have any generals and ministers. ”

"We dwarves love to drink, and we don't listen to anyone's orders, but we are friendly and friendly. If you really want to admire anyone, we only serve our compatriots in the Tower of Thor!"

Master Mumouder walked as he walked.

William, Sumera, and Don Jr. followed him closely, through the crowded 'crowd' in the clearing, and directly to the door of the hall on the first floor of the Thor's Tower.

There are two dwarves here, each holding a large wine jar, holding a pen and paper, occasionally taking a sip, occasionally writing and drawing in a small notebook.

With just a cursory glance, William knew that the dwarf's job was to guard the door, to stop idlers from trespassing, and to blame the doorman.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Master Mumouder walked to a dwarf's table and tapped it with his knuckles: "You two boys keep your eyes open and take a good look, who am I?"

The two dwarves, who were drowsy, were immediately awakened by the shouting of Master Mumoudir.

One of them had a look of unhappiness on his face that had disturbed his dreams. As for the other dwarf, he stared at Master Mumoudir's face with a puzzled expression, and he glared at him vigorously.

Mumouder grinned, swept his long beard, and trimmed his messy hair on the top of his head.

"Mu... Master Mumouder!"

The dwarf who looked at Master Mumouder screamed, and finally recognized the person's identity.

As soon as these words came out, the other dwarf was shocked, "Old ...... Teacher! Is that you?"

"Is there anyone else in this world who has such a handsome face as me?" Mumouder asked rhetorically.

A familiar tone, a familiar narcissism.

It's him, that's right!

"Teacher, why did you come back all of a sudden! The dwarf said in surprise.

"It's a long story, it's a long story!hahaha!"

Master Mumuder laughed, and his face also showed a hint of joy at the reunion of master and apprentice.

A few minutes have passed at the door of Thor's Tower.

At this time, Master Mumuder finally took William and a few people into the Tower of Divine Thunder.

On the first floor of Thor's Tower, there is an empty hall, some strange design and drawing exhibitions, and other than that, there is only a spiral stone staircase.

Ascending the stone stairs and coming to the second floor of the Tower of the First Thor, a sound of gold and iron was immediately transmitted.

On this floor, there are many magic arrays engraved on it, which is dazzling.

There are soundproof magic arrays, there are fire-based magic arrays that release high temperatures instead of bellows, and are engraved on forging platforms, and there are also some ice-type magic arrays that are specially used for cooling;

There were even some magic circles the size of fingernails, all over the place, and even Sumera couldn't figure out what these miniature magic circles were for.

In addition to the magic array, William also saw a dwarf who was shirtless, with bulging muscles and sweating, forging some weapons, armor and the like.

For essential work, they are very attentive and do not listen to what is going on outside the window.

Even when Master Mumouder walked up to a dwarf forging a knight's sword, the dwarf was unaware.

It took out the fiery red sword embryo with iron tongs, put it into a turbid pool of water engraved with an ice magic array, cooled it, and then took it out again.

Picking up a large hammer that looked like gold but not gold, wood but not wood, the dwarf began to strike at the sword embryo.

Sparks splash.

It hammered down one after another, and the sound of the melodious beating was suddenly transmitted, which was very rhythmic. William, a layman, sounded like a ridiculous feeling in his heart: he was not forging a weapon, but playing a sonorous tune.

By this time, Mumouder had gone far.

William threw the strange thoughts out of his mind and hurried to follow.

The third floor of Thor's Tower is no different from the second floor, it is a group of dwarves forging things, but it is not armor, weapons or the like, but something strange and strange.

On this level, William saw a dwarf with a smile on his face and a look of joy that was unspeakable. It held a black bump in its hand and circled around as if it were the completion of its own work, as if it wanted to share that joy with others.

However, the dwarves on this level were even busier, and no one had the time to deal with the poor dwarf, and it was simply ignored.

"Hey, old man, what did you do again?" said Mumoudir, who seemed to know the dwarf well, and greeted him as soon as he met him.

"Mumoudir, when are you coming back?"

The dwarf screamed, and the joy of reunion was instantly replaced by a sense of contentment. Like a child, he jumped up and down in front of William and the others, and carefully placed the iron lump in his hand that was like a treasure on the ground.

"You've got to look carefully! Don't blink your eyes!"

After the dwarf gave a stern admonition, it half-crouched down and twisted the ring behind the pimple twice.

"Whew... Pump... Pump... Whew..."

The iron pimple barks as it runs, and wagging its thin tail as it barks.

"Did you see it?

Mumudr looked disapproving, and said contemptuously: "Isn't it just a miniature magic array carved inside, filled with a small magic crystal, and then pressed four rollers?

"You!

The dwarf's face turned red, and he directly burst into a foul language at Master Mumouder: "I won't do such a boring thing! There is absolutely no magic array in this mechanical mouse, let alone a magic crystal filled with bullshit! It is fully automatic! Its design concept is extracted from the clock! Do you understand? Do you understand?"

When Mumouder heard this, he pursed his lips, but his face was still disapproving.

The dwarf was instantly on fire, rolled up his dirty sleeves, and had a bloody duel with Mumouder between men.