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"Huh?" Dawn was directly confused.

I thought it was a supernatural battle event, but could it turn out to be a large-scale confession scene?

The middle-aged dwarf ghost didn't respond, and didn't respond to Steel Hammer's question.

Or maybe he couldn't talk at all.

But from his appearance so far, it seems that he really has no intention of attacking and fighting.

"When my father was still there, he often showed me your portrait. He told me that you were a great magic technology craftsman... So, you are my grandfather, right? Why, why are you here? "

Steel Hammer spoke again, but this time, it was not in that confused and surprised tone, but with heavy emotions.

Unexplainable emotions.

He should have already determined that the dwarf ghost in front of him is his grandfather.

Dawn and Gregor looked at each other, silently putting away the weapons in their hands.

The ghost of the dwarf still didn't react much, floating quietly on top of the mound.

He still raised his finger and pointed at the steel hammer, and then the blue and transparent body collapsed little by little, turning into countless blue dots shining with blue light.

Above the dozen or so mounds, the sound of whimpering wind began to sound.

There seemed to be some inaudible human voices and crying.

Finally, the voices finally stabilized.

"The purpose of exploring the ruins of the gods this time is to collect the unique ores and materials in the ruins. Everything must be subject to my scheduling and arrangements!"

A moderate and majestic voice sounded out of thin air.

Afterwards, the scattered blue dots gathered a human face.

It was the face of the ghost that was suspected to be Grandpa Steel Hammer.

It seems to indicate that this sentence was spoken by him.

"Listen to Captain Hammer! Explore the relics of God! For the glory of our ancestors! For Kaisadum!"

Then, there was a noisy human voice, which seemed to be responding.

"Is this the mobilization before the ruins?" Dorn observed the changes around him, guessing in his heart.

Now, Dorn can be sure that the dwarf ghost is the grandfather of Kuresi Steel Hammer.

The small steel hammer is called steel hammer, and the old steel hammer is also called steel hammer.

Reasonable.

There was once again the sound of whimpering wind all around.

Wait until everything is quiet.

"The temple in the ruined forest is very dangerous. No one is allowed to approach the temple until we are fully prepared!" Old Steel Hammer ordered.

"Okay! Captain Steel Hammer!" There was a noisy response.

The chaotic wind sounded again.

"Captain Steel Hammer always doesn't allow us to open the temple, saying that we need to prepare, we need to prepare, year after year, year after year, it's been three years!"

Accompanied by this speech sound, the blue dot once again gathered a human face.

It still has a distinct dwarf appearance, and looks very young.

However, it can still be recognized that the person who said this is the current envoy of Kaisadum, Maizeroth.

"I think the captain is also just to be on the safe side. The things in the temple should be really scary."

The blue dots gathered a strange dwarf face with a timid expression.

"I think the captain is a bit too conservative. We became independent from the ethnic group and established Kaisadum in this crater, not to spend our lives safely."

The blue dots converged again into the face of a dwarf with a determined face.

"The discovery of the relics of the gods in Kaisadum must be the blessing and guidance of our ancestors, so that we can prosper and become stronger again!"

"As long as we can defeat the temple, we can get the gift of the relics of God! We have nearly thirty strong warriors with powerful magic technology, and that halfling Mimi can see through the enemy's weaknesses."

"Could it be that our preparations are not sufficient! Captain Steel Hammer is hesitating and retreating cowardly, there is no way to lead us, to lead Kaisadum!"

Mazellos, who spoke this time, spoke impassionedly, smugly, eloquently, and his tone was very contagious.

The whimpering wind sounded again.

Then everything fell silent.

"Hey! A few more people to help! This stone gate is too heavy! It can't be pushed open at all!"

It was Mazeroth's voice again.

It sounds like he was taking a desperate risk, leading his supporters to try to open the gate of the temple.

"Mazeroth! What are you doing! Stop it!" Old Steel Hammer yelled furiously.

subsequently.

It was the heavy stone door being pushed open with a dull and heavy sound.

The surrounding sounds became noisy again.

Mixed with people's shouts, wailing, the sound of weapons colliding, and the roar of explosions. There are also endless, seemingly huge numbers of "baa-baa-" sheep bleating.

However, these sheep's voices do not sound docile at all.

Just listening to the voice seems to be extremely malicious and aggressive.

"A sheep?" Donne touched his chin when he heard this.

It seems that I got some information about the [Devil's Lair] temple.

In the bottom room of the Boss, are there sheep?

The noisy battle sound continued, and the battle seemed to be getting more and more tragic.

"I'm injured, I need treatment... Mimi, where's Mimi? I'm in pain, I..." Amidst the sound of the battle, weak voices could still be heard.

The blue dots in the air outline the patchwork. The person who said this is the resolute dwarf warrior who stood in Mazeroth's team earlier.

"Hold on, hold on! I'll give you... Biller? Biller!"

The blue dot pieced together the face of a halfling woman again, this should be that Mimi.

Gradually, the sound of fighting became smaller and smaller, but the continuous bleating of sheep still did not stop.

"Captain! I saw it! That demon, his weakness is in the heart, team..."

This time it was the halfling Mimi's voice, but the words stopped abruptly.

After that, she never heard her voice again...

There were faint shouts, the chopping of thin weapons, and the continuous bleating of sheep.

In the end, all the sounds of fighting ceased, only the bleating of sheep still reverberated into the sky.

The fight should be over.

Even if Dawn and the others only listened to the sound, they could feel the brutality of this battle against the temple.

"A choice. Die, or submit, worship me, worship me as a god." A cold voice that had never appeared before sounded.

The blue dots form an antelope head that looks like a human face.

"This is Baphomet? A demon with a sheep's head? Is this the boss of this ruin?" Hearing this, Dorn speculated in his heart.

"We people, believe in our ancestors, believe in our magic skills. Ha, but we don't believe in an ugly demon." The voice of Old Steel Hammer.

His tone was firm, but his breath was very weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

Then, there was a burning sound.

Immediately afterwards, Old Steel Hammer moaned in low pain, but he seemed to clenched his teeth tightly, not allowing himself to cry out because of the pain.

After a while, the groaning of the old steel hammer finally disappeared.

All was silent.

"A choice. Die, or submit."

Thank you for your reward! Boss atmosphere! The boss is in good health!