Chapter 3623: Incitement

Chapter 3623 Incitement

"Maoslos, why did you come back so soon?!"

The old chief of the dwarf tribe was still sad that his son was taken away by others and he didn't know whether he would live or die in the future; he also saw that his son didn't want to go and that this trip was even very dangerous, but he had no choice.

The dwarf tribe has a division of labor. Although this branch is the orthodox descendant of the dwarf tribe, the military force controlled by the Thorn Dwarf Tribe is the protector of all dwarf tribes. In today's chaotic world, if there is no protection from the Thorn Dwarf Tribe, the Dwarf Tribe, which is rich but has no fighting power, will sooner or later be destroyed by the powerful Monster Tribe.

The money and property owned by these dwarves will be robbed by other Monster Tribes at that time; and they who are proficient in making various weapons and defensive armor will also become slaves of other Monster Tribes, which is really miserable.

So even the old chief of the dwarf tribe did not dare to offend the Thorn Dwarf Tribe. Even if the other party wanted his son, he could only give it with both hands.

However, what he didn't expect was that his son Mao Si Luo Si returned to the tribe alone with his hammer after only being out for half a day.

"Chief father, I'm back. I have learned the way of fighting from the Thorn Dwarf Tribe, so they let me come back!" The old turtle gave the old chief a big hug.

"How is it possible!" The old chief stood there stunned.

In terms of time, even if Mao Si Luo Si ran to the Thorn Dwarf Tribe and then came back, it would not be enough for half a day. How could he have learned the way of fighting?

"Mao Si Luo Si, you guy! Not only are you lazy and steal my things all day, but now you have learned to lie! We in the Dwarf Tribe will not lie. We are the most honest dwarves!" After the old chief figured it out, he immediately scolded his son.

The old turtle said with a wronged look, "Father, clan leader, I'm really not bragging! Isn't it just a fighting technique? I've really learned it!"

Although he has been lying there for these years, pretending to sleep, he has learned a lot of necessary training and fighting techniques, and this time he got a lot of great thunder techniques and great flame techniques from Ding Hao that can be used for fighting. Here, he can practice completely!

"Father, clan leader, if you don't believe it, you can see for yourself!"

As the old turtle spoke, he immediately performed the great thunder technique, attached thunder to his big iron hammer, and suddenly smashed forward. With a click, a dark blue thunder was brought to the ground by the black square iron hammer,

making a huge pit on the ground. A large area of ​​black had already appeared in the pit, and the monster pangolin that had been hiding below was completely knocked unconscious!

"What?!" The old clan leader of the dwarf tribe was stunned.

First of all, he was surprised at his son's sudden ability to fight so hard, and even some of them could cast lightning spells, which no one in the entire dwarf tribe had learned. His son, Mao Si Luo Si, had never had this ability before.

"Mao Si Luo Si, you have really made it! You are useful! You were born by your mother!" The old turtle's dwarf mother in this world rushed over with tears in her eyes, hugged her son, and said with tears in her eyes.

The old turtle was also a little moved, hugged his mother, and said, "Mom, don't worry! I won't scare you again. In the future, our dwarf tribe will no longer be so weak. Not only me, but the entire tribe will become stronger! I will lead all the dwarves in the tribe to practice together and become stronger and stronger! We will also create the first demon beast country on the continent and eliminate the elves..."

The old patriarch of the dwarf tribe quickly stopped him and said, "Nonsense, son, are you crazy?! Our dwarf tribe is born short and not suitable for fighting. We are only good at ironmaking, and we are only good at making weapons and defensive armor! I We don't need to build a monster country, nor do we need to fight the elves. We just need to make money by forging iron and have enough gold coins to spend! "

"Stupid. "The old turtle said unhappily, "You only see the money. What's the use of putting all the gold coins in your warehouse? It's useful to spend them! Only by turning the gold coins into the powerful strength of our tribe can we protect ourselves, unify the country, win, and go on in this difficult world!"

During the argument between the old turtle and the old patriarch, many dwarves stopped their forging work and came to watch the excitement nearby. There were many people around.

Seeing this scene, the old turtle couldn't help but stand on a forging platform with the fire turned off next to him, pointing at the pangolin monster he had beaten out of the pit in front of him.

He said loudly, "I beat this pangolin out. If I hadn't beaten it out with a hammer, you wouldn't have known it existed! What is he doing here? Who can tell me?"

A dwarf who was only seven or eight years old came out, "I know, this pangolin must be lying at our feet, wanting to listen to us and steal our gold coins!"

The dwarves present all laughed.

The old turtle shook his head and said, "The kid is right, but only half right! This pangolin monster crawled at our feet just to eavesdrop on us. What does he want to do? He doesn't covet our gold coins, he wants to kill us! His stealing of gold coins is even worse, he wants to steal our lives! He wants us to become their slaves, wants us to build armor for them, wants us to make money for them, and wants us to provide them with power to dominate the world!"

The dwarves present were laughing and joking at first, but when the old turtle said this, everyone's faces became solemn.

The old turtle said loudly again, "What kind of world is it now? Go outside the tribe and take a look, and you will find that it is a chaotic world now! There are endless fights everywhere, the war is spreading everywhere, Qianfang is still fighting with the elves Fighting, but the monsters in the back are killing each other! My fellow citizens, these are not good times, these are troubled times! If you don’t want to stand out in troubled times, you will be eliminated by others, and you will be enslaved by others! You have some money, but what's the use in this troubled world? Look at my father, as an old patriarch, he is so rich, his gold coins are piled up in the warehouse, but he can't even save his own son! Give it to others, and also give it to those thorn dwarves! The thorn dwarves are still our kind. If one day the pangolin monster tribe comes to kill, or the powerful crocodile dragon tribe comes to kill, what do you really want to fight against? They don’t even have freedom. They work for others all the time and can’t rest. Do all the gold coins they get belong to others? "

When he said this, many dwarves' eyes turned red and they gritted their teeth and said, "Young Patriarch, we don't want to, what should we do?!" Reading Network