Chapter 17 Moradin's Love

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A certain secret passage.

Dr. Jiang was still speaking inexplicable words in a long and long period of time.

"…The main symptoms of this disease are anxiety, impulsiveness, and eventually it will become premature aging and dull complexion, which is not a big trouble..."

"...If you want to heal quickly, just eat some bean curd..."

"...The townspeople probably had eaten dried bean curd, so they didn't show it..."

“…This is the first time I discovered it…”

"...what, even if it is shown, these symptoms will not be treated as a cure by the townspeople. For the poor, they don't care about this kind of thing at all. At most, they will be treated as a bad temper..."

“…”

Gradually, the four of them understood a little.

The reason why they do this is because they eat two kinds of foods together, a very tiny toxin. This toxin will gradually develop resistance by the body over time and slowly be excreted from the body. So they are not worried and gradually let go.

Then, they focused on the erudition of Jiangnan.

Countless nouns have been spit out of Jiangnan's mouth, making them admire Jiangnan even more, and they couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts.

He is worthy of being the devil.

As for whether Jiangnan lied to them?

They had never thought about this. Not to mention that the disease mentioned in Jiangnan did not affect them at all and could not use it as a threat. According to Jiangnan's identity, it was impossible to joke with them like this.

Among the four, the only one who listened to Jiang Nan's words in his heart and thought secretly was the half-fair Bereneci.

It wasn't her suspicion, but some of the content made her frightened.

Premature aging.

The complexion is dull.

The skin turns yellow and rough.

And these situations will not reverse.

Bereneci could no longer hold it at the thought that she would become an ugly old woman.

"Please wait."

Then, she stood up.

"Little... Lord Jiangnan, are you saying true?"

If I make me ugly, it's better to die.

"certainly."

Jiang Nan nodded unintentionally, but his heart was secretly proud.

Hehe, I finally got the bait. Humph, a woman, a beautiful woman, a guy who robs our house for the sake of taking a bath must care about his own beauty. As expected. As expected, we just need to use a little trick, and we will still be played with by ourselves, hehe.

"Then, that..."

The half-god felt that the future was dark.

"Is there no other medicine to cure except dried bean cure?"

"Not yet, I'm just getting into this disease."

Jiang Nan spread his hands and said helplessly.

The half-fair eyes were even darker.

"Then, how much dried bean curd is needed?"

Bereneci asked gritted his teeth, that kind of thing was like a ball of black, dry mud, and he had no appetite just by looking at it.

Hopefully, don't eat too much.

"Well, you should eat as much as the noodles you eat."

Jiangnan continued to attack Bereneci.

"Bang."

The half-god fell to the ground, and she felt that there was only darkness left in front of her.

Because the powdered dumplings are very delicious, they ate a lot, which also means that if she wants to detoxify, she may have a lot of dried bean curd.

"What's wrong? Sister."

Jiangnan hurried to help him with expectation.

"No, no."

The half-god stood up first.

"Let's keep on going."

The woman seemed to have made a decision in her heart, and when she got up, she walked into the secret passage first.

"Well……"

Looking at the woman's appearance, Jiang Nan felt a little disappointed.

He thought a woman would be hit for a long time, but he didn't expect that just fell down and it would be like nothing happened, giving him the feeling of not pinching the cotton with one punch.

Well, the bunch just now was in vain.

Does she feel that she is old and her appearance is not important?

Jiang Nan thought about it a little depressedly, and then followed the footsteps of half a fairy woman.

The important thing is.

Although we always like to say that serious things are important, we always like to treat them as fun, but other things are done well.

Hum? Are there any strange complaints that got in?

Woo woo, please ignore it.

In Jiangnan's complaints and the silence of the crowd, a small cave gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Unlike ordinary caves in the past, this small cave has been obviously transformed, leaving behind various artificial traces. It is full of various huge and exquisite buildings and sculptures, and the most conspicuous one is a huge dwarf statue facing them.

“Moladin.”

Looking at the huge statue, the dwarf Ataka suddenly spoke.

Then, he crawled down, knelt down in the direction of the statue, and worshiped devoutly.

"May the ancestors be with me."

Moradin, the legendary ancestor of the dwarf.

The "Thor's Hammer" and "Smelting Secret Book" that the dwarf Ataka most wanted in this treasure is said to be the weapons and notes of this dwarf king.

As a pure dwarf, it is normal to see Moradin's statue kneeling and worship. When facing the statues of his ancestors, every dwarf will sincerely respect and worship, especially for dwarfs who travel far away with Ataka.

"You are welcome to come back from a distance."

As soon as Ataka finished speaking, a gentle voice suddenly rang beside everyone.

Jiang Nan turned his head in surprise and saw a glowing, strong dwarf spirit with a huge hammer hanging around his waist and white hair.

...

Dwarf King Spirit (Black Stone. Copper Hammer) (Idea Aggregation) (King Spirit) (Boss)

Level: 39

Skills: Summoning, Invincible Hammer, The Majesty of the Dwarf King...

...

This is the last boss in this copy, Jiang Nan and others' final obstacle.

Looking at this boss, Jiang Nan did not take action immediately.

Because the attributes of this boss are very different from the boss he once taught, it is obvious that something has changed. In the face of unknown situations, it is better not to take action. Moreover, this boss is not hostile, so there may be no need to fight fiercely.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but signal everyone who had reacted not to take action first.

“You are…”

The dwarf with tears in his eyes was still kneeling on the ground. He looked at the dwarf spirit in front of him, and asked blankly.

Nowadays, dwarves rarely hang iron hammers around their waists.

The dress of the person in front of him can be traced back to the dwarf era at least six hundred years ago. The dwarfs of that era are in a state of falling apart and fighting, so it is normal that he does not know the dwarf dressed by the king.

"I am the king of the dwarfs, black stone. copper hammer."
To be continued...