Chapter 990 This Baby Can Fight All Day Long

Bloxson's decades of success in building a boat was taken away by the white dwarf. He recognized this giant floating battleship in the name of his brother after Valaya's youngest son.

Who is more qualified to symbolize the ancestral gods than Grimbryndel? You must know that he is also one of them...

Dwarves come and go quickly, spending much more time on the road than in elven cities.

When returning on the Malkin's Thunder, Agrim asked the white dwarf a very presumptuous question.

The Butcher King's expression was unusually hesitant. He was observing the living ancestors who were gazing at the elven city below. He vaguely understood the inner emotions of the white dwarf. A foreign brother was extremely rare for the dwarves. This symbolized the honor of sharing life and death.

He considers himself to be a fairly close brother to Damian, but I am afraid that the grudge between Snorri and Malekith is far more complicated than imagined.

"Ancestor, are you thinking about what Imrik just said?"

The white dwarf stared at Lothern for a long time, until he completely disappeared from sight, and then responded to Agrim.

The old ancestor sighed, which was very rare for him.

"He is waiting for me to wipe out the last bit of luck in Malekith's heart. I am..." The white dwarf wanted to say that he had only a few friends, but in the end he shook his head and stopped speaking. His wish was about to come true. He could not let him down for thousands of years. The dwarf's heart of reckoning.

He raised his hand to stop Agrim's persuasive move. Tongling raised his big eyes and assumed the majestic posture of his ancestors.

"Do you, the little beardie, know what I'm going to do? You, the Dragon Beard clan, all have heads made of stone, and you are the only one who would make all the kings swear the butcher's oath because of a shame. It's really stupid."

Although his words were stiff, Agrim was still complacent. This was the recognition from his ancestors, which proved that the Dragon Beard clan had washed away a lot of shame when fulfilling the butcher's oath for thousands of years. King Balague must also be pleased in the hall of his ancestors.

He originally wanted to get closer to the white dwarves, which was Agrim's dream, but in fact the number of people who wanted to get closer to the ancestors far exceeded imagination.

As the captain, Bloxson immediately came from the cabin to the deck after stabilizing the Malkin Thunder, and he was ready to explain to his ancestors the power of this great creation.

In terms of force alone, Agrim could easily crush Bloxon to death with one hand, but he was still on the airship, and the Butcher King was not sure he could survive a thousand-meter fall, so he could only move out of the way. Waiting for the next opportunity.

Bloxson rubbed his palms and smiled sheepishly at the white dwarf, like a child who after achieving some achievements couldn't wait to perform in front of his elders and receive praise.

"Ancestor, do you need me to introduce you to the specifics of Malkin's Thunder? This airship is a miracle of engineering and the pinnacle of dwarven craftsmanship after the rune golem technology."

The White Dwarf does not reject the advancement of technology, and although he is older than any Longbeard, ironically he encourages the Torrential Pass Project to always enhance the power of the Mountain Kingdom through new technologies.

"Tell me, but don't use technical terms that you don't understand. I am a warrior high king, not an engineer."

Bloxon's eyes flashed with excitement. He could get the recognition of the white dwarf. From now on, Malkin's Thunder will be the most precious treasure in Torrent Pass. Anyone who dares to refute is disrespectful to the ancestors. Put on a big hat first and see which one has a long beard. Dare to say one more word.

He took out a manual he had prepared and opened a page in a serious manner, "Of course, the wisdom of our ancestors is unparalleled. I hope that my shallow insights can get some guidance from you."

"Sleek mustache, how can he talk like he has pointed ears."

"In the process of technical exchanges, it is inevitable to be affected by some influences."

During the nonsense, Agrim glared at Bloxson and asked Mustache to solve the matter quickly. Didn't you see that there was still someone waiting in line?

The Butcher King's eyes are terrifying. This is a recognized thing. When he mentions Dago's Ax and hums ancient songs, there will definitely be a bloody killing.

Bloxson did not dare to touch this obscure end. The sophisticated engineering helmet on his head might have been smashed to pieces by Agrim's iron fist along with his brain.

"Ahem, Malkin's Thunder was defined as a command center and strategic support machine at the beginning of its design.

The collection, analysis, and transmission of intelligence can fully make up for the lag in information exchange between the dwarves and deliver the latest intelligence to the troops fighting on the front lines on the surface at any time. "

"This is very useful." Even though he doesn't know exactly what this command center can do, the white dwarf is still pleased with it. Young people must dare to be like them. When they grow old and become antiques, they will become a group of trash who can only complain. .

After receiving the encouragement, Bloxson was overjoyed and quickly continued to talk about the greatness of his proud work.

"The airship is equipped with six large-caliber artillery and steam machine guns to deal with the opponent's air force. As long as it is not a swarm of Caledor's dragons..." After thinking for a moment, Bloxson raised his eyebrows but did not explain clearly, although the expected target was indeed based on The dragons of Caledor can be created with other people's technology and resources. It seems a bit inappropriate to put it bluntly.

"How effective is it to deal with Druchi's air force?" The white dwarf pointed out the crux of the problem. Don't worry about whether Caledor can be dealt with first. The goal of the Ancestral Army is Druchi. After winning, we will consider how to restrict Asur's presence. Old World influence spreads.

"Unless it is besieged by ten giant dragons at the same time, Malkin's Thunder can last at least two hours."

"What if there is an attack from dark magic."

Bloxen's expression was subtle, but this question was on point. The outer deck of Malkin's Thunder has an extremely thin side of obsidian, which is the magic resistance technology passed down by the Giant Horned Viper, and combined with the natural aversion that the dwarves have after gathering. From the devil's standpoint, even if Malekith takes action himself, he will not be able to break this turtle shell in a short time.

"I can guarantee that this battleship named after Molkin will never fall due to magic. How can inferior magic compete with the fine steel made by engineering."

Seeing the white dwarf's thoughtful look, Bloxon increased his efforts, hoping that his ancestors could clear his name during the war and find an opportunity to return to Torrent Pass in glory.

"In addition to the target firepower, Malkin's Thunder is also equipped with many weapons specialized in attacking ground enemies, especially long-lasting incendiary bombs and asphalt flamethrowers that are extremely effective for bombing infantry, and miniguns that shoot cavalry at medium distances."

The white dwarf looked around the airship. Steam engines that use coal as fuel usually don't last too long. Despite Bloxon's bragging, if the airship reduces its fuel reserves to ensure firepower output, it can only operate for two hours. , that is a perfect comeback weapon, usually of no use at all.

"How long can I fight?"

"This baby can fight all day long." (End of Chapter)