Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 924 - 923 Dwarf Race

"Hahaha, you all finally arrived, this old fellow has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just as Su Han was observing his surroundings, a voice suddenly echoed over.

Su Han shivered, his pupils contracted abruptly, and almost instinctively, he unleashed his full cultivation base, displaying intense caution.

"Someone here can actually speak the human language?!"

Su Han furrowed his brows deeply: "Could it be that someone, like me, has arrived here as well?"

He suddenly recalled the other forces that entered the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal together, ever since he arrived here, he hadn’t seen them, could they have appeared here?

The result wasn’t as he thought, because the owner of the voice had already appeared in front of Su Han.

His appearance was extremely peculiar; he emerged from within the volcano...

Su Han carefully examined the other person, but saw an elderly man, with a face covered in stubble, carrying a large hammer on his shoulder.

What caught Su Han’s particular attention was... this person’s height, only about one meter.

Su Han thought to himself, standing in front of those adult savages, he appeared very insignificant, comparable to the savage children, not to mention the likes of Kuafu, Titans, etc., the only normal one was Great God Hou Yi.

Unexpectedly, to see someone shorter than himself in this Primeval Period, comparatively, Su Han suddenly felt a sense of superiority rising within him.

However, when this elder placed the hammer down from his shoulder, Su Han’s sense of superiority instantly vanished.

"Boom!!!"

With a thunderous sound, Su Han saw that the ground in front of the elder instantly revealed a bottomless pit.

And in the elder’s hand was a black thread, the thread was extremely thin, looking much like ordinary string, yet it could hold onto the hammer without breaking.

"Hiss!!!"

Su Han took a sharp intake of cold air, staring at that impossibly deep hole, dumbfounded.

The ground here was something Su Han did attempt to strike, when exploring the spirit stone vein and demon crystal stone vein, he had tried to blast it open.

But even at full strength, he had only managed to make a half-meter pit...

Yes, just half a meter!

Yet now, this elder hadn’t even exerted force, merely placing down the hammer had smashed a bottomless pit. How immense must his strength be? And that seemingly ordinary iron hammer, how heavy must it be? How sturdy was that black thread?

The key fact was, this elder carried the iron hammer on his shoulder with apparent ease, how great must his power be?

"As expected, the natives here are all freakishly powerful..." Su Han felt a burst of wanting to cry.

He had barely felt a bit of superiority in terms of height, only to have it utterly crushed by such astounding strength.

"Eh?"

Su Han stared at the other man, who was also staring back at him, after a moment the elder said: "How come this time a different one came? Could it be you got the wrong breed, hahahaha..."

He laughed aloud and one savage child directly took out a fruit and tossed it into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

The elder immediately started coughing violently, his greyish-black face flushed with some color, until after swallowing the fruit he muttered with resentment: "It was just joking around, was it necessary...but it’s not bad, this old fellow managed to eat another spirit fruit, not bad, not bad, hm, made a profit this time."

As he spoke self-indulgently, Su Han’s face was full of speechless lines.

After the elder finished muttering, he said to Su Han: "Where are you from? What species are you? Let this old fellow introduce myself, I am the clan leader of the seventy-eighth branch vein of the Dwarf Race, my name is Fiery Grain, my clan has a lineage of seventeen million two hundred eighty-six thousand three hundred forty-two members, among them six million seven hundred thirty-eight thousand nine hundred twenty-two males, seven million eight hundred eighty-three thousand two hundred twelve females, children amount to one million three hundred twenty-six thousand, elderly are..."

Su Han almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Are you interrogating me or introducing yourself?

And if you’re introducing, do it properly, who introduces like this?

This memory is truly remarkable!

However, thoughts aside, Su Han still looked at the other person with some shock, simply because of the four words mentioned before—Dwarf Clan!

Ancient texts naturally also contain records of the Dwarf Clan.

In the Primeval Period, countless species existed, among which the three most famous were the Elf Clan, the Dwarf Race, and the Dark Night Tribe.

The Elf Clan, withdrawn from worldly disputes, the appearance of their members closely resembled humans, but males were handsome, females were beautiful.

Of course, their renown isn’t because of their looks, but because of... magic!

The origin of magic itself comes from the Primeval Period’s Elf Clan.

According to ancient texts, the origin of magic stems from the Elf Clan, and the zenith of magic was during the Primeval Period when the Elf Clan thrived.

They extended magic to its peak, every member of the Elf Clan possessed incomparable magic talent; nearly each one could cast a forbidden curse.

Back then, there was no level separation and even they never thought that later generations of mages would use it for competing interests.

With the fall of the Primeval Period, the Elf Clan went extinct, magic was passed down but gradually declined, though in the Milky Way Starry Sky, it could still stand alongside martial artists, it is undeniable that compared to the peak of the Elf era, it fell far short.

Many people could cultivate magic, but it seemed this was a treasure bestowed exclusively to the Elf Clan by the heavens; no one could compare to the Elf Clan, any one of them could stand shoulder to shoulder with a Magic God.

Besides the Elf Clan, it would be the Dark Night Tribe and the Dwarf Race.

The Dark Night Tribe were actually also elves, but a branch of elves, while the Elf Clan advocated peace, the Dark Night Tribe were contrary; they appeared to exist as demons among elves, various negative emotions manifested in them: selfishness, hatred, rage, jealousy...

When Su Han saw the ancient texts recording them, he wondered how they managed to form a tribe.

In the Primeval Period, the only species noted for greed was the Dark Night Tribe.

As for the last Dwarf Race...

When Su Han heard the elder in front introduce himself as the Dwarf Race’s clan leader, his gaze lit up instantly!

The synonym for the Dwarf Clan is weapons!

Rather than saying the Dwarf Clan is renowned, it’s better to say that the weapons they crafted became famous!

In a past life, Su Han, across the whole starry sky, was the top-grade pill master and artifact refiner, but compared to the artifact refining techniques of the Dwarf Clan, his skills were merely fleeting clouds.