I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 778 - 551: The Expedition of the Dwarf Clan_3

Chapter 778 -551: The Expedition of the Dwarf Clan_3

“Why don’t we just buy a suspended city!” Another of the strange ancient beings slapped his forehead, suddenly inspired, “In other parts of the Pangu Continent, Sky City is the mainstream.”

“Except for this ghost place in the Northern Territory, everyone squats in the geothermal zone, holding onto their small plot of land. Wait a minute, why do I have this memory… Alas, I can’t remember.”

Another stranger, only 1.3 meters tall, sneered: “Let them live in comfort… it’s only for one epoch anyway. In the next epoch, all will become ruins.”

“We definitely have to buy one, it will save so much trouble! Once our Immortal King is completed, we must leave the Northern Territory and go to broader horizons!”

“Spend a little money to do big things.”

The council president was getting a headache from these clan elders, Green Grass City is our competitor!

If the Dwarf Clan openly purchases a city, wouldn’t that mean giving the opponent an undeniable endorsement?

But these clan elders only care about the [Immortal King], showing no interest in anything else, which is quite frustrating.

The Immortal King is great, but if it’s not completed, what’s the point?

In the boiling magma, a colossal humanoid machine is being immersed.

The roar of the gears emanates from the core of the humanoid machine.

[Giant God Soldier·Immortal King]

[A heavy combat weapon manufactured by a civilization in the Eighth Epoch to confront the epoch disaster. Its functions are powerful, its performance superior, almost able to resist all harsh environments.]

[Its core can contain a small number of souls as pilots for the Immortal King.]

[Unfortunately, this heavy combat weapon did not chart a unique path.]

[The concept of creating a giant divine weapon was proposed as early as the Sixth Epoch.]

[Therefore, it cannot be rated as “Mythical level.” (Immortal Level+++·Man-made artifact)]

[Shape: 90.2]

[Qi: 72.3]

[God: 0]

[Ability: Gravity Control, Annihilation Laser, Shock Wave, Extreme Hardening, Boundaryless Gate Great Seal.]

These abilities are both offensive and defensive, all combat capabilities, pushing the Immortal King’s combat power to exceedingly high levels.

However, the evaluation for the “Mythical” level is very special.

It must be unique, a concept or rule never seen before, a creation from nothing at the level of the mind.

Some “Myths” are not very powerful in combat but are the first since the Heaven and Earth Creation of the Pangu Continent, so they are rated as mythical.

The [Immortal King] indeed possesses exceptional combat strength, but without a new rule, it cannot reach the mythical level…

This truth is like a thorn stabbing into the hearts of the old strange people, like a heart demon.

They feel vaguely that without the blessing of myth, their civilization perished.

They are willing to abandon everything, just to elevate the Immortal King to mythology!

“Clan elders, there’s no point in shutting oneself in here, there’s no inspiration either…” The council president of the Dwarf Clan remarked, bending slightly.

“Perhaps going out and colliding with other civilizations could lead to new ideas. This time human civilization is a powerful race.”

“Humph, powerful? A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well, humans are at most a third-level civilization, how can they be considered a powerful civilization?”

“Don’t think I can’t see through your thoughts.” Rock Fist·Deep Furnace turned his head, “We strangers have our souls bound to the [Immortal King]. You want to take the [Immortal King] and intimidate the human civilization?”

These old dwarves and the Shu Mi Dam civilization alike have their souls bound to the Immortal King, only then can they survive the “Epoch Disaster.” freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Their bodies cannot be too far from the [Immortal King].

Called out on his thoughts, the council president, being thick-skinned, showed no embarrassment: “Clan elder, if we really can’t match them, you would lose face too.”

Are they really at third-level civilization, the dwarf civilization?

In reality, they themselves are unsure, their knowledge as strangers is fragmented, and the heritage incomplete.

Without colliding with a credible enemy, it’s difficult to gauge their own strengths.

Just then, with a “pop” sound, the iron hammer in Rock Fist·Deep Furnace’s hand unexpectedly misstruck, leaving a shallow crack in the Weidman pattern of the Outer Heaven Meteorite Iron.

For a craftsman master like him, even a minor flaw signifies a major mistake.

“Alas, flaws are easy to appear, but perfection is hard to achieve.” He put down the hammer in his hand, glanced at the subtle crack, and instantly lost the desire to create, “Just thinking about the end of the era, forgetting everything that happened, there is always an indescribable sense of urgency.”

The council president advised again: “Haste makes waste, clan elder. Why not come with us for a stroll? Relax a bit, we’re not going to war with the humans. Besides, you just need to oversee from the rear, watching the younger ones’ gambling matches, isn’t that nice too?”

“Indeed!” The other strangers were somewhat tempted, “In the last epoch, our civilization was even stronger than now, yet we couldn’t complete [Immortal King].”

“It’s unrealistic to complete it in a short time now.”

“Might as well go out and see the civilizations of the outside world.”

“Who knows, the Ninth Epoch may bring new knowledge. Foreign civilizations are purely technological, maybe they’ll bring new knowledge.”

“If we set out for distant lands, [Immortal King] should come along.” Rock Fist·Deep Furnace snorted, “This thing is not for starting a war! We’ve lived this long, at least have some dignity. Bullying a Ninth Epoch civilization, what does that even count as?”

“Clan elder, [Immortal King] is just a last resort. We don’t necessarily have to bring it out. This time, we need to gather enough information first, then slowly dispatch the floating fortress to fly over. Your [Immortal King] can hide in the fortress without showing up.” The council president said, “Along the way, we’ll pass through dozens of cities, we’ll do some small trades with them, and you can experience the culture of exotic cities, and relax a bit.”

“In three years, our fortress will reach the Green Grass Trading Market.”

“That’s when the gambling match will happen.”

“So there’s no need to rush. We’ll take it easy and enjoy ourselves first.”

The Dwarf Clan set the time for three years later, which was after careful deliberation.

Because the spread of news in the trading market takes time.

Reputation fermentation takes even longer. The Northern Territory is so large, some distant cities, hesitating for a while, then preparing for a while, six months have passed.

So, the timing to suppress the opponent is very subtle.

If the gambling match happens too early, and not many civilizations witness it, what does it matter even if you win?

A gambling match is not war, it can’t destroy the opponent.

You must crush the opponent in front of many city representatives gathered at the trading market, causing a devastating blow to their reputation!

Thus, three years later, is the time meticulously planned by the Dwarf Clan!

“A multi-year journey?” The craftsman master, Rock Fist·Deep Furnace, rubbed his chin, seeming to recall a very long time ago when their civilization had a massive Sky City.

That great journey may have lasted hundreds or even thousands of years!

And this journey now might bring back memories of the youthful pride.

This old man was persuaded: “Well, alright then… let’s prepare and take various forging tools.”

Strangers who survived the Eighth Epoch possess various rare Divine Skills, and their wealth is considerable.

Various extraordinary materials left behind were meant to forge [Immortal King], but no myth was forged, instead, disaster came.

“Why not just buy a city! Whether we win or lose the gambling match, we can still buy it.” To be honest, the attitude of the strangers towards the Dwarf Clan has always been somewhat subtle.

Their souls are bound with [Immortal King], and they have lost the ability to reproduce.

They only resemble the current Dwarf Clan in appearance, and they themselves are not sure if there is reproductive isolation.

Who to support doesn’t really matter?

Of course, after so many years of getting along, they developed some feelings. Plus, the Dwarf Clan has proven themselves, already the strongest civilization in the Northern Territory, so they settled here at ease.

“We cannot disrupt their grand plan temporarily! You also know civilization points mean everything to a civilization aspiring to rise… let it follow its course.”

“They are still a young civilization, needing their own authority, we can’t help them grow too quickly.”

Rock Fist·Deep Furnace put all his personal assets into the chest of [Immortal King], then gently exhaled.

He turned his head to look at the azure sky, the birds, time, travel, blurred memories, only the clanging of forging remained.

When people get old, they always remember the past.

But without looking towards the future, there will never be a future.

“The world of the Ninth Epoch… it’s worth a look.”

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