Looking at the shocking army in front of them, the dwarf orc miners who were still talking about fighting a hundred against each other had already been so shocked that they couldn't speak, and in their opinion, the number of these iron lumps was simply more than the alloy ore underground.

The black iron men lined up in a phalanx were like statues with silence, and while Gao Cuik and his party were still stunned, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the queue on the side.

"Welcome, may I ask if you can speak on behalf of the orcs."

Following the source of the sound, Gotrek and his companions spotted a strange presence that looked much in common with the orcs, with strange long white hair, tall but rather effeminate.

There was not a trace of muscle on the small arm, but strangely enough, the other party's chest muscles were large, even more protruding than Gotrek's, and unlike those iron bumps, the other party looked like a flesh and blood creature.

Looking at the pure white figure that appeared in the black phalanx, after calming down slightly and being shocked, Gotrek turned around leisurely and asked with some confusion.

"You're the owner of these iron bumps?"

However, as the words fell, the other party just asked again unhurriedly.

"May I ask if you can speak on behalf of the orcs?"

Hearing that the other party didn't want too much nonsense, Gotrek happily admitted his identity, the leader of the artisans of the Iron Castle and the captain of the miners, which is a very important position among the dwarf orcs today.

After confirming the identity of the other party, Xue Feng fell on the power spear in Gotrik's hand again.

"For the sake of safety, your weapons will be kept by our men for the rest of the day."

Faced with such a request, Gotrek was very resistant.

"What? Don't you think ......?"

But just as he was about to clench the standing spear in his hand, suddenly the spear seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and suddenly took the initiative to break free of Gotrek's palm.

Before he could be surprised, several of his companions on the side also encountered a similar situation, and even the heavy power hammer flew uncontrollably into the starry sky, and almost brought a dwarf with him.

When the dwarves looked up, they realized that not only the ground, but also the low orbit of the planet had been covered by the mighty fleet, and their weapons were towed away by the green beam projected by one of the warships.

"It's just for the time being, please don't mind, please follow me next, and I will take you to meet the master here."

At this moment, Gao Cuike and his party, who lost their weapons, looked at the thousands of synth soldiers around them, and their hearts were completely devoid of the confidence they had just now, even if they had a deep resentment towards the person in front of them, they had to continue to follow behind the other party now.

However, as the group shuttled through the queue of synths, the changing scenery around them also deeply stimulated the hearts of Gotrek and his party.

Whether it's the intertwined metal conveyor belts that wrap around the planet's surface like a frame, or the mechanical behemoths that spew fire and steam out of nowhere.

In the distance, there are several giant furnace factories tumbling lava, and now conveyor belts from all directions are feeding batches of ore into the huge furnaces to satisfy the insatiable hunger of these behemoths.

Gautrek had thought that the forge hall of the Iron Castle was the most complex and majestic existence in the universe, and that everything seemed so ridiculous compared to what he saw.

What's even more striking is that as far as the eye can see to the end of the sky and the earth, the steel behemoths walking on the ground are transporting the materials produced in the factories to distant places, while more furnaces and more factories are rising from the ground.

All of this was silently watched by Gautrek, who remembered the last time he walked out of the mine, it was a barren place.

Soon, led by Yukikaze, Gautrek and his party arrived at a large building at the end of the queue, which was more like a place of religious ceremonies in terms of architectural style.

Unlike the Iron Pimples that formed the queue, guarding the entrance to this building were two distinctly taller and heavier beings, more than three times as tall as those Iron Pimples alone, and even more exaggerated compared to the Dwarf Orcs.

They were clad in heavy black armor, their bodies looked slightly hunchbacked, their right hand plasma cannons were filled with surging energy, and to Gotrek's surprise, the two giants were equipped with murderous chainsaw-like weapons on their left arms.

Above the spinning fangs, Gortrek faintly saw a unique glow on the weapon, which, if nothing else, had the same spear he was holding, and the spinning chainsaw sword had a disintegration stance attached to it.

Aware of this, Gotrek knew that in every respect, the owner of this place was much more powerful than he thought.

"Well, please wait here."

For a moment, she saw that Yukikaze stopped in front of the gate of the building, and after leaving such a sentence, she walked in alone unhurriedly.

Leaving only the Glitter and his party, who had long been stunned, trembled under the gaze of the two Terminator Iron Guards, they were just a group of gnomes who were not yet at each other's knees compared to the Iron Giants in front of them.

In this way, in the roar of the chainsaw sword from time to time, I don't know how long I had been waiting, and the door in front of me finally opened unhurriedly.

After the air pressure in the first room was adjusted, as the second ornately decorated double door was slowly opened, a figure sitting on the throne in the auditorium full of divine majesty instantly attracted Gotrik's attention.

On one side of the figure, the maiden who had been leading the way was serving to his left and right, and beneath the throne stood an old man in a red robe with pale blue skin.

On both sides of the auditorium, heavily armed iron guards with powered halberds stood solemnly, and at this moment everyone's eyes were fixed on the few foreign visitors who stepped into the auditorium.

At this moment, looking at the vague figure sitting on the throne, as if covered by shadows, the scene in front of him could not help but remind Gotrik of an ancient legend he had heard.

- A legend about an evil god who hides in the shadows and manipulates the fate of all living beings.