"I dare to use my beard to guarantee that this rune was carved by Turni or Valaya himself."
Examining the door, Snorri muttered softly, which was the standard style of the ancestors and gods. It functions as a door lock. According to the standards of Snorri's previous life, it is the simplest padlock - although it is thick and large, it is easy to open as long as you have the knowledge.
Any technology becomes more and more sophisticated as it develops. When there is not as much power as the ancestor gods and there are not as many materials produced by strange beasts as in the ancient saint era as a medium, the rune blacksmiths can only make up for it by constructing more complex runes.
"puff!"
Find the entry point and inject your own runic power, and the door that has been closed for a long time opens.
"call!"
Holding the war hammer, he slipped sideways through the crack in the door. Before he could explore around, a blue flame burst out from the center of the room, illuminating the room instantly.
"Huh? This looks like a forge."
Snorri scanned the surroundings with the help of blue light. The room was very simply furnished. In the center was a forging platform with flames coming out. There were some ore raw materials and rough embryos piled in the corners. There were several pieces of equipment hanging on the wall on the other side. It was not clear whether they were finished products or not. Semi-finished product.
"This fire is interesting. It's pure energy. Well, it's the energy of the earth's network! Sure enough, the ancestors and gods also discovered it when they pioneered underground and tried to use it."
After confirming that there was no danger, Snorri stepped forward. After a moment of concentration, he felt a familiar aura from the blue fire. He had the knowledge he gained from Slann and could apply the power of the earth's veins to himself, but the former owner of this place couldn't and could only use the simplest way to draw out the power of the planet itself.
"This, could it be, Stemnir's hammer! Valaya, this treasure almost fell into the hands of the Fallen!"
There were two things lying next to the flame. One was a rough embryo that had lost its spirituality over time, and the other was a gorgeous forging hammer. As soon as he bought Snorri, his shoulders sank under the weight of it. The raw materials used to make it were obviously extinct in today's world.
Among the dwarf ancestor gods, the only one who explicitly uses a hammer is the Ore Shaper Stemnir. This blacksmith god wields his own forging hammer and cooperates with Turni to produce the first batch of rune weapons.
"Bit! Start loading new plug-ins!"
The moment he held the hammer, the system sounded a short prompt, but Snorri did not immediately
"The legendary Stemnir rune breaks iron like clay, you must try it!"
After weighing it up, Snorri quickly adapted to the weight and feel of the hammer. It is basically the same shape as his own - in fact, most forging hammers are based on it, but the size is slightly larger. .
"Ding!"
Snorri grabbed a piece of raw material in the corner and knocked it, but the feedback he got was still a crisp sound, the hammer head bounced off, and the force of the shock made him stagger a few steps. .
"Is it fake? No, no, I'm really excited and confused. This piece of material appears here just for the ancestor gods to use the power of the earth's veins to smelt it. How can it be a mortal product?"
After a second thought, he understood the key. He had to find something else to test how extraordinary the hammer was. According to convention, in addition to the passive gain, the rune above should also be able to actively activate and unleash the power of the artifact.
"Leave the rest here for now. No one can get in once the runes are activated. The forge and the mechanism of drawing out the energy of the earth's veins are worthy of in-depth study. Even if it cannot be copied elsewhere and used as a high-level workshop to solve hard problems, it is still excellent. "
After making up his mind, Snorri hung the hammer on his waist, sealed the stone door again and walked out of the tunnel. The energy fluctuations of the hammer cannot be hidden. After a glance, Kapu knew it and did not ask any more questions, and drove the skeleton carriage back quickly.
"Something's wrong! There's a huge problem!"
When the desert wind swept away the ecstasy brought about by acquiring the artifact, Snorri had doubts in his heart. What makes a god leave the person he eats to the mortal world? The forging hammer is to the blacksmith what the ax is to the warrior.
The door to the forge was not damaged before it was opened, and there were no signs of fighting inside. As an ancestral secondary god, even if he is not that good at fighting, he cannot disappear without even having a chance to fight back.
"Have you ever been to the kingdom of the desert gods?"
"Of course not. Mortals can only step there after death. I still hope to have such an opportunity, but they have fallen into dusk. If the Kingdom of God does not collapse, it will be desolate."
The soul fire in Kapu's eyes jumped. As the discoverer of this ruins, it is impossible to say that he was not curious and explored what was hidden inside. Thousands of years of life had taught him that it was better not to know some things, but Snorri's question once again aroused his thirst for knowledge.
"It seems that we can only talk to the master. It seems that no god in this world can stay in the mortal world for a long time, but no one seems to be looking into the reason. It seems that it has always been the right way."
After leading the team back to Red Cloud Mountain and cashing in the bounty, Snorri went directly to Kuata and boarded the ship back to the old world without returning to Plateau Castle. No dwarf would be surprised by this. They must have guessed that the Ancestral Co-choice must be dispatching troops and generals to send all the traitors in the dark land to confess before the ancestors and gods.
"You are here, please advise Master Krag, no, honor the god Krag! Not to mention the celebration party, my engineers have not had a holiday for two months!"
King Serendin of Torrent Pass seemed to have seen his savior, so he took Snorri and went straight to the depths of the fortress. The fortress exudes a fanatical atmosphere from inside to outside, but many people have a strong look of exhaustion on their faces.
"The skills of our ancestors have been ruined by you! Has the Engineers Guild reviewed it? Half, no, two-thirds of them should shave their heads and become butchers!"
In the distance, Krag's voice echoed in the corridor. King Serentin shrank his neck visibly. Facing this powerful man who was closest to a god, he could not show off the airs of a landlord at all!
"Why are you here? That's right. These mustaches don't have any research spirit at all. They don't know the reason yet, so they have to tell the world, and they are not afraid of being laughed at by the mice!"
Looking at Snorri who suddenly appeared, Cragg snorted and forced a smile. Although it was requested to be kept secret, the Rune Colossus made too much noise and there were too many people involved, so the news still got out.
"The progress is faster than I expected, but the colossus is only part of the reason. Master, let's find a quiet place to talk in detail. Let the clansmen rest, inspiration cannot be burst out by sitting for a long time."
"What's so shocking? I think it's better to sacrifice Mogrim first to wake up these little guys."
(End of chapter)
