Wang Xiaoyun said in Kamu's words: "Old man, I just saw that many of the clansmen were full of smiles on their faces, and there was no anxiety about the war and the fear of bloodshed and sacrifice, why is this," Kamu touched his beard and said: " So to tell you, it's not that we're not afraid, it's just that we feel that what we're going to do is right and worth sacrificing, so we don't have so many worries, and you may not know that in fact, every dwarf has a belligerent blood in his heart, and the weapons we cast are used to kill people and fight, to be honest, the dwarves have lived without a fight in the world, and without that warlike and sharp, they can't make good weapons, I believe that after this war, the dwarves will definitely be able to have a few more casting masters, and our dwarves have not cast divine weapons for a long time, I really want to see it again in my lifetime" After finishing speaking, Kamu still had a yearning expression on his face. At this time, Wang Xiaoyun listened and looked at the surrounding casting sheds, and he found that most of the weapons cast by these foundries were Xuan-rank weapons, and some of them had even reached the peak of the Xuan-rank, and they all began to appear vaguely, with inscriptions. And the scimitar in front of Kamu is indeed a weapon of the ground level, and there are already many inscriptions condensed on it.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoyun really understands why the outside world will rumor that the dwarf race is good at casting, you must know that it is already very good if the ordinary monks in the outside world can have a Xuan-level weapon, there are a lot of scattered cultivation, and the Guiyuan Realm still only has a Xuan-level weapon in his hand, only in the forces or families with a certain strength, the earth-level weapon will be used by the monks of the Guiyuan Realm, and it will only be rewarded if there is merit, and now in a random community of the dwarf clan, the weapons of the casting soldiers are all Xuan-level and above, Wang Xiaoyun believes that this kind of treatment is not enjoyed even by the guards of the four major families in the mainland, many of their guards may still be using the weapons of the Yellow Order. Now seeing that after Kamu finished speaking, Wang Xiaoyun immediately asked: "Why is your dwarf clan's casting technology so powerful, is there any special method" As soon as the words came out, he regretted it, because this kind of thing must be secret and can't be inquired about casually, he thought that people would not answer, but he didn't expect Kamu to smile slightly: "Since you want to know, I'll tell you, you take a closer look at what is special about their casting." Wang Xiaoyun began to observe carefully, looking left and right, and after a while, he really found something different for him, he found that when these dwarves were casting, they had to bite their fingers and drop some blood on them every time they knocked a dozen hammers, and these blood were different from usual, they were all crystal clear and bright.

He immediately told Kamu about this discovery, and Kamu said with a smile: " You see it right, this is the secret of the dwarf casting, they are dripping their own essence blood into it, since ancient times, the dwarves have to drip the essence of the blood, but at the beginning, only one drop was enough, why, the body of the dwarf ancestors at that time was blessed by the heavens, and it could be stored and transformed into a weapon, and the weapon, born to kill, without murderous energy, it cannot be called a good weapon, in ancient times, the continent of Azeroth was divided, people and people, people and demons, demons and demons, melee battles, dwarf ancestors are also full of killing intent in countless battles, Every drop of essence blood contains thousands of killing intent, and now the dwarves have no quarrel with the world, and they can't store the killing intent, only relying on the thin killing intent in the bloodline inherited from ancient times, so every time the dwarf is cast, it will be a big injury, and some people with weak physique can only be cast once or twice in their life, if it goes on like this, it won't be long before the dwarf will be good at casting, and it won't be much different from an ordinary person, that is, he will be a little shorter than ordinary people." In the end, Kamu laughed at himself a little, Wang Xiaoyun opened his mouth and said: "Since you have to fight to store killing intent, haven't you tried to compete with each other or go out to invade?" Kamu shook his head and said: "If you want to store the killing intent in your body, both sides must be very hostile to the war, and you have to experience the danger of life and death before the killing intent can be stored, if the dwarf clan deliberately invades, it will only make the killing intent in the body disappear even faster, and the ancestors have tried it before, so the methods you said will not work."

Wang Xiaoyun was about to comfort a few words, not wanting that Kamu had swept away the previous loneliness and sadness, so he said happily: "But now it's okay, if we try to rebel, we will have a reason to have a real battle, and we can use this to store killing intent." Wang Xiaoyun then understood why Kamu would tell him the secret of the dwarven casting without any scruples, it turned out that he couldn't learn it even if he knew it, and he also understood why the dwarves could smile in the face of war, on the one hand, to protect themselves from persecution, and most importantly, to collect killing intent, he could be regarded as seeing the paranoia of the dwarves, and the dwarves' desire for casting was almost crazy. When he was thinking about it, Kamu had already begun to build weapons, and the scimitar in front of him was already gradually approaching the shape, only the part of the handle was missing, Wang Xiaoyun remembered something, and said: "By the way, old man, I see that those foundries are all depressed after dripping essence blood, I see that you have created a ground-level weapon, and the loss of essence blood should be more, you don't seem to have anything."

Kamu said while smashing iron with a sledgehammer: "The ancient dwarves are also divided into the patriarch clan and the civilian clan, and the accumulation of killing intent in the blood inheritance of the patriarch clan is stronger than that of the civilian clan, and I am a branch of the ancient dwarf patriarch clan, according to your human race, I and the young patriarch of Ike are still our own family, so I use less essence blood than them." Wang Xiaoyun also smiled slightly: "Then according to what our human race says, you are still a relative of the emperor, and your status is not low, hahaha." Xiaoyun Gongzi is really joking, the old man can be regarded as a relative of the emperor, but you are afraid that the origin is not simple, at a young age, he still knows how to lead soldiers to fight, the origin must be not small, you help us regain the position of the patriarch, I am afraid that it is not just for the friendship with the young patriarch, if you have no purpose, you don't believe it."

Wang Xiaoyun sighed secretly, it is really good for people to become old and fine, this Kamu finally pulled the topic to him, in the final analysis, he just didn't trust him, if he hadn't saved his grandson Wang Xiaoyun was probably afraid that he would be treated in another way, but this is no wonder who is, after all, he is an outsider for the dwarf clan, he was not angry but said: "Old man, you are right, I really have a purpose this time." Kill the demon and become the emperor