"Praise the great King of the South! All the great demons of the four gods are no match for your hammer!"
"Cheers to your invincibility!"
Snorri made up his mind and returned to the main fortress, enjoying the cheers and greetings of the soldiers taking a break. He followed the logistics staff pushing the catering cart into a temporarily opened banquet hall.
Although the victory of the battle has not been officially announced and the final celebration banquet has not yet started, the warriors of the Dwarf and Human tribes have already had countless fights in private. It is the nature of the dwarves to enjoy feasting and singing, and Snorri does not want to forcefully change it.
"Si, His Majesty Snorri! You, why are you free? Come here? Come, I'll toast you on behalf of Iron Peak Castle!"
In the center of the long table, King Kazador was holding his wine glass high to fight one against many. He was famous among the mountains not only for his power of carrying a mine cart that fell off a cliff on one shoulder, but also for the amount of water he drank when he drank three trolls at once.
Compared to the mustaches who wanted to kill more mice to accumulate prestige, this strong man who was known as the north and south pillars of the mountains together with the Butcher King a hundred years ago generously gave away the credit. The dragon has folded its wings under the hammer of wrath, and only the great devil can interest him.
"Thank you!"
From the day he took control of the Southland, Iron Peak Castle had given him unswerving support for his territory, and King Kazador even helped him in the battle to regain the Eight Peaks Mountains.
Not to mention, during the hard battle between himself and Skarbrand, it was he who relied on his prestige and experience to stabilize the morale of the army, take charge of the overall situation, and methodically advance and expand the results of the war.
"On behalf of the entire equipment factory, I salute you!"
Following his king, Thorik Ironbrow stood up. This rune master, known for his sternness and fiery temper, rarely relaxed his frowning thick eyebrows. His rune armor was half-undressed and he was drinking heavily.
"Okay, okay! I'd like to toast everyone here! Without everyone's hard work, how can I achieve great things by one person?"
Seeing that he would fall into a sea of wine if he continued like this, Snorri jumped on the long table and took the initiative. What an honor it was for the demigods to toast. For a moment, the mountain roar made the mountain tremble slightly.
"What's important?"
Kazadol leaned close to Snorri's ear, and his guards knowingly created some space between the two leaders.
"That's what happened last time! Are you and Master Tiemei coming with me?"
"my pleasure!"
After a while, the three-man guard was assembled, and more than three hundred elite dwarves stood in the shadow of the main body of the fortress like a silent wall. Gotrek Grenisson raised the banner of Snorri and was just waiting to set off.
"It's a pity that Grim Brindel has left. If he comes, be very careful."
"I have recovered from my injury, and I have the choice of the God of War. Your champion is here, isn't it?"
Snorri's unfinished expression aroused the old king's confusion. With half of the high-end combat power of the mountains gathered, even if Naskarbrand came again, he would not be able to show off his ferocity.
"Southeast, target Varaya sadly."
Snorri shook his head and did not answer. He mounted the golden blue sheep and pointed the direction with his halberd hand.
"Is it related to the ancestor goddess?"
"Yes, my majesty, that place was originally the location of the legendary Valaya Gate - a set of pillars and lintels covered with mysterious runes. After the great earthquake, the secret place was lost. My master once organized The expedition went looking for it and left a note.”
Seeing that Snorri had no desire to explain more, Thorik-Ironbrow explained the ins and outs to his king while walking away. The rune master was also shocked when Snorri came to him -
As the chosen one of the Ancestral Goddess, it is not surprising to know the existence of Valaya's Gate, but why are you so sure that you have relevant information? Just because Tiefengbao is the only remaining fortress in the south?
However, as a loyal dwarf and a rune master who wanted to find lost treasures and sacred relics, Iron Eyebrow decisively decided to cooperate with Snorri and provided all the information.
With the foundation laid by the previous exploration that was interrupted due to the sudden attack of the ratmen, the team quickly got on the right track. Snorri corrected the direction with the help of vague induction, and Iron Eyebrow relied on the previous map to navigate the broken Well planned routes in the terrain.
"Report! A suspicious location was found ahead, which may lead to an underground space."
Whether it is legend or historical data, Valaya's Gate is not far from the Eight Peaks Mountain. The scouts brought useful news early the next morning. For the dwarves, finding the buried ruins is as easy as prospecting.
"dig!"
With something on his mind, Snorri's order was extremely simple. After setting off, he would use the system to explore the surroundings every few seconds. Theoretically, Nagash's minions would not appear as they originally did, but is it reasonable for Skarbrand to come to the world?
"It's cleared! It's cleared! Your Majesty!"
The accompanying warriors didn't know what Snorri was thinking. Rumors and reasonable speculations convinced them that what awaited ahead was a glory even more commendable than the recapture of the Eight Peaks Mountain. The flying rune weapons easily melted the rock and soil. .
"Stay alert!"
Snorri took a deep breath and got off his mount. He took the oil lamp handed by the guard and was the first to step into the passage with the hammer in hand.
"Praise the ancestors for their common choice!"
"Fortunately this holy place has not been desecrated yet!"
Snorri's vigilance infected every member, but they walked through the dilapidated alley that was not too long and did not touch the hallucinogenic mushrooms. Night goblin fanatics turning large chain hammers or an army of rats with warpstone firearms were waiting for them. .
Instead, they saw the stuff of legend. The shattering of the land caused by the great earthquake came to an abrupt end in front of a gorgeous stone gate. The runes engraved on the stone gate and the surrounding pillars were so powerful that even ordinary people without talent could easily perceive it.
"Valaya's Gate is the legendary residence of the ancestral goddesses. Reopening it means opening a new era, and the ancestral gods will once again walk among the mountains."
Thorik-Ironbrow shouted excitedly. In the thousands of years he has been isolated from the old world, finding the Gate of Valaya and regaining the guidance of the ancestor gods has always been the main goal and spirit of his department. pillar.
"Gotrek, arrange sentries! Master Ironbrow, open the door."
The elite were the elite after all, and despite the excitement they still maintained discipline, and Snorri did not want to delay the quick arrangement of the task.
"Me? I'll open the door? You're the one..."
"Go if you are told, I believe in your ability."
"Okay! Just follow your orders!"
Tiemei lay on the door and began to work hard, leaving Varaya with the three most powerful rune locks. Snorri vowed never to allow the original tragedy to happen in front of this gate. He leaned on the hammer and closed his eyes to rest in order to stay in top condition.
If it were Neferata plus Gul the Black Ax, of course he would dare to come and die. But Nagash still has the general Arkhan under his command. Although it has emerged in the old world, it still has to be guarded against. (End of chapter)
