Lord of the People: My Troops Have Mutated

This voice appeared extremely suddenly, interrupting the conversation of several people.

When he turned around, he saw a dwarf on crutches appearing at the entrance of the mine, staring at them with sharp eyes, especially at Lin You.

"Great Elder? Why did you come out?"

The two dwarf warriors were shocked, winked at Magne, and hurriedly rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, McGann stepped forward directly.

"Father, the lava is about to swallow up our tribe. Please take your tribe out of here quickly!"

Father?

? ? ?

Lin You on the side had a face full of questions.

This Magen is actually the son of the great elder of the dwarf tribe?

This made him a little unexpected.

Did you mean that the great elder's son could be driven out just as he wanted?

Is there something hidden inside?

Lin You was not as simple-minded as McGann. He immediately noticed something strange and at the same time secretly looked at the dwarf elder.

as expected.

In addition to indifference, the great elder looked at McGann with a hint of helplessness and intolerance.

But immediately, he said angrily: "Nonsense! This is the foundation of our dwarf clan for generations. How can we just leave? You have been kicked out of the tribe, get out of here! Sinners are not allowed to enter here!"

After saying that, he looked at Lin You with a deep look, then turned and left with the help of other dwarves.

"No! Father, listen to me!"

Seeing him leaving, McGann suddenly became anxious and yelled into the mine.

"If you continue to stay here, everyone in the tribe will die!"

However, no matter how he shouted, the great elder remained unmoved and continued walking into the cave.

And the two dwarf warriors were not allowed to stop him or let him get close.

McGann became even more anxious. Seeing the Great Elder gradually disappearing from sight, his face finally darkened.

"Father! Let me in quickly! I want to build the Hammer of War!"

The four words "Hammer of the God of War" seem to have some kind of magic power.

Whether it was the great elder who was leaving, the dwarves beside him, or the two dwarf warriors who stopped him, their bodies froze instantly and looked at him in disbelief.

"Do you know what you are talking about!?" the great elder said in surprise.

"I know." McGann gradually calmed down, and then he clenched his fist and raised it above his head. "I, McGann Warhammer, swear in the name of Warhammer to forge the Hammer of War and become the king of the Warhammer tribe! If I fail, I am willing to throw myself into the magma! "

The sonorous and powerful words reached the ears of everyone present.

Taking an oath in the name of the tribe is definitely an oath of the highest standard and cannot be violated in the slightest.

Even the great elder and other dwarves around him were moved by his firm belief.

And the dwarves have always had rules.

Anyone who wants to build the Hammer of War must not stop him.

Because it represents the rise and fall of the tribe, and it also represents the will of the God of War!

I saw the great elder staring closely at McGann, the expression on his face constantly changing, uncertain.

But in the end, he had no choice but to sigh.

"Okay, let them in."

Obviously, he knew about McGurn's collection of materials to build the Hammer of War.

There was even a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Lin You's sharp eyes caught this change, which confirmed his suspicion.

This great elder.

I am afraid that Magne was not driven out because of causing trouble to his fellow tribesmen.

And this suspicion was confirmed when he was allowed to enter the dwarf tribe with Magne.

Deep in the mine, a huge community built around lava was actually filled with very old dwarves.

Not even a young dwarf could be seen.

"What's going on? Where are the clansmen? Where have they gone?" McGann looked at all this blankly.

"Silly boy, you shouldn't have come back."

The great elder sighed.

"All the young tribesmen have been asked to leave by me, and now only us old immortals are left here to guard the foundation of our Warhammer tribe."

"how come."

McGann's progress suddenly stopped.

"Is that why, Father, you found an excuse to drive me away!?"

Speaking of this, McGann didn't know the truth behind it, and suddenly he felt bad.

He felt cheated and extremely angry.

It was not because he was kicked out of the tribe, but because the elders hid it from him.

These older generation of dwarves actually sent away all the younger members of their clan, while they stayed to protect the last foundation of the tribe to the death!

How could he accept this?

After learning the truth, McGurn certainly didn't want to see this happen, and suddenly looked at Lin You next to him.

"Human, I need your help. Come with me to build the Hammer of War."

By now.

It's useless to say more.

As long as he successfully builds the Hammer of War, he can command all dwarves.

When the time comes, even if you use force, you will have to take these stubborn tribesmen away from here!

Only in this way will the dwarves below listen to his orders and abandon the home they have lived in for so long.

"We're here to help too!"

At this moment, the two dwarf warriors guarding the door also ran in.

There was even a large group of young dwarves following him, all of them rushing back from outside.

And there are more and more of them, and they keep pouring into the mine, which looks dusty.

"Great Elder, we are back again."

"Excuse me, Great Elder, but I still can't leave the tribe like this."

"I heard that McGurn was going to build the Hammer of War, so I rushed back right away."

"McGurn, I support you, you must become the king of our Warhammer tribe!"

"What are you doing back here!"

The great elder pointed at them with hatred, and stomped the cane in his hand in anger.

McGann looked at him, and the beard on his mouth finally stood up for a long time.

"Father, you have nothing to say now, right? If I can successfully build the Hammer of War, you will have to order everyone to move away from here with me."

It can be seen that McGann still has many supporters in the tribe.

And they are all reluctant to abandon their fellow tribesmen and the place where they have lived for so long.

But it would be different if a dwarf king was born among them.

As long as the dwarf king gives an order, they must obey it. When the time comes, no matter what these old guys say, it will be useless. They will still have to move.

Therefore, many people hope that McGann can successfully create the dwarf's sacred object.

It's really what the heart desires.

In the blink of an eye, the dwarves in the entire mine began to be busy.

Help Magen light a fire, prepare materials, and at the same time clear out a forging platform full of thick atmosphere near the lava pool.

That symbolizes the highest honor.

A forging bench that can only be used by the Dwarf King.

Now surrounded by all the dwarves, Maigret stood up with a forging hammer in hand, his expression solemn as never before.

He stood still in front of the stage for a while.

He finally picked up a piece of red-hot iron and placed it on the stage.

Then he shouted loudly and suddenly swung the sledgehammer in his hand.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

The sound of heavy beating continued to echo around the entire furnace.

Several dwarves nearby were working hard to blow up the bellows, and under McGann's shouts, they burned all the materials until they turned red and melted them into the iron blocks on the stage.

Every time the hammer dropped, there was a banging sound, as if it was hitting their hearts.

The expressions on all the dwarves' faces gradually became tense.

Together with Lin You, they were all staring at McGann's movements, fearing that he would make any mistakes.

After all, this is related to his future plans.