"Rui...... Farming...... Haron, so you're here. Suddenly, there was a loud laugh from above, and the Gonzas, who smelled of strong alcohol, fell from the sky, and he opened his hands and hugged Renon and said, "You have made me so miserable! I left the wine festival last night without saying a word, and I thought you had ignored me!"

This move made the surrounding dwarves envious of Ronon. Ruinon saw it and thought: Ignorant people are so happy!

"What is so hard to find? I think you're drinking so hard, aren't you?" said Ronon with all his suffocating strength to push Gonzas away from him.

"Why? Drinking is not hard at all. With that, Gonzas took out a bottle of rye from behind him, tilted his head and took a sip.

You drank wine all night...... An oversized bead of sweat appeared on Renong's forehead.

"Ahem!" Barrow coughed heavily, "You're Miss Gonzas's friends, Renon Starmoko, Fiona Mopra, and Dark Elf Sylph Sindarin, right? ”

"Me too. Renon nodded slightly.

"Hehe, I'm very sorry, my bad son has caused you a lot of trouble, and he is also to blame for being injured. Barrow thought for a moment and continued, "Mr. Starmoko, how ...... you can be an adult and not remember a villain, and use such an expensive fountain of life to heal the dog's wounds afterwards."

"Aha......" Before Barrow could finish speaking, Renon laughed happily, "It's nothing...... I've got a lot of ...... here. Nothing, just a misunderstanding. (Reader I: Hey, how can anyone talk like that? This must be showing off wealth, this is showing off wealth, right?)

"Haha! Misunderstanding! That's right......" Barrow laughed, "In that case, how about everyone get together at my house and have a glass of wine together to resolve this little misunderstanding?"

When he heard that he was going to drink, Ruinon instinctively felt a trace of resistance in his heart. Ever since he got drunk at the venue of the Wine Festival last night, Renon has been in awe of the drink as a drink.

No matter who it is, no matter which strong man on Middle-earth is, can resist the narcotic effects of alcohol. Ruinon muttered in his heart. But at the thought of Xuan Qingyi's Race Grand Alliance plan and Lomb Barton's soul stone, Renon endured it, and he nodded to Barrow.

"Hahaha! good!Let's go, let's go!" As soon as he heard that there was wine to drink, Gonzas happily came to Renon and pushed him forward.

Fiona and Silver silently put away their weapons and followed.

Lord Barrow was a warm, generous, and talkative dwarf. When he learned that Ruinon and his party had not yet eaten, he instructed the cook to set up a table of sumptuous food and a dozen barrels of rye wine. Gonzas's eyes lit up at this, but Rainon had a headache. Of course, then, his head did not hurt, but dizzy.

After three rounds of drinking, when the upright wine was hot, Ruinon looked around with a pair of hazy drunken eyes. Fiona and Sylph hadn't drunk much, so they were still in a normal and clear mind, while the drunkard Gonzas simply fell asleep.

"Haha!" Barrow said with a smile as he looked at the fallen Gonzashaha, "I finally got you down!"

Renon shook his head, and had to sigh in his heart: wine is really a magical thing. It can unconsciously turn a group of strangers into friends, it can extinguish hatred, it can fill the gap between people, even if this hatred has lasted for thousands of years, even if this gap is like a bottomless abyss.

"Mr. McDon, have you ever heard of the phrase 'Matankin, under the throne, the eye of the god of war'?" Ronon patted his fiery cheeks, trying to clear his drowsy mind.

"Huh?" Barrow said, tilting his head for a moment, "What is that? a nursery rhyme?" he said, grabbing his cup and taking a sip, "I heard countless nursery rhymes when I was a kid, just like ......," said Barrow as he opened his throat and began to sing a song in dwarven language.

Renon sighed, took a sip of rye wine, and thought to himself: it really takes unusual patience to get news from the mouth of a drunkard.

"Smack!" Barrow slapped his glass on the table, and the rye wine burst out, wetting the table, "Do you know the throne of the god of war?"

"The throne of the god of war?"

"Yes!, as the ballad says%¥#@*&......" Barrow opened his throat again and sang in a muffled dwarven voice, the tune already out of the clouds.

Ruinon's face was depressed, and he silently asked Nightmare in his heart: "Do you understand? I think that song seems to be very important to me." ”

"Damn! Are you mistaken? You want me to listen to such a terrible song? Why don't you cover your ears quickly!"

"Less nonsense, fast translation!"

"Hmm...... That song...... That song...... He's not singing anything bad!"

Rui Nong couldn't bear to slap the table, and scolded angrily in his heart: "Do you still want to mess up?"

"Uh, little brother, what's wrong with you, am there anything I didn't entertain?" Barrow was taken aback by Rainon's unusual behavior.

Rui Nong smiled and said: "Ah, what you sang is so beautiful, I can't help but shake the chrysanthemum and ...... the case."

Fiona and Silver felt sick to their stomachs when they heard this.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I'm going to be embarrassed!" Barrot scratched his head, "ahem...... Since that's the case, then I'll continue. After saying that, he opened his throat again and sang.

"Hmm...... The ballad is to the effect that it tells the story of the dwarven civil war, a long, long time ago, just after the end of the prehistoric race war, and the dwarves retreated to the Matangin Plateau. However, at this time, a group of human warlords broke into the world of the dwarves, and they took advantage of the chaos to burn and humiliate the dwarves in an attempt to kill them quickly. The nightmare translates in unison with the song as it rises and falls.

"Humans are going to exterminate the dwarves, what is this for? Isn't the war already ...... then," Rinon asked Nightmare, puzzled.

"Maybe it's the hatred of war?" like you ......," Nightmare paused to continue translating, "The hero of the dwarves, Gobadan Warhammer raises the Hammer of War and leads the brave dwarves against the human warlords...... Drive humanity out of the Matangin Plateau once and for all. (Gobadan Warhammer: Prehistoric Dwarven hero.) After the Great Race, the dwarves retreated to the Matangin Plateau. At this time, a small group of human warlords attacked the dwarven tribe, and their motives were unknown. Gobadan Warhammer led the dwarves in repelling the human hordes in Mount Logaris, but he died of his wounds at the foot of Mount Logaris. In order to commemorate the tomb of the mountain, the dwarves used his weapon, the Hammer of the God of War, as a monument and inserted it on the top of Mount Logaris. ）

"Hammer of War......" Renon noticed the word.

"The Hammer of the God of War shines on the top of Logaris, where the souls of heroes rest......"

"The Top of Logaris...... Heroes Sleep ...... Could it be that ...... "Rainon seems to understand something."

"The hammer of the god of war points to the north, and the confluence with the rushing Damang River ......"

Rui Nong closed his eyes and nodded, "Thank you, Nightmare, I already understand!"

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