Chapter 153 Paradise Storm Suppression Silver Light (Two in One)
inside the store;
"Uh-huh."
Vulkan nodded repeatedly while listening to the bearded boss's introduction, and studied the various samples hanging on the wall intently.
Although he is 1.9 meters tall, the one-and-a-half-year-old primarch looks like he has walked into a toy store he has been dreaming of for a long time, carefully considering which one to buy.
Even if he doesn't want to buy it, he still has to take a good look at it and enjoy it.
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Dorn looked around with excitement and curiosity.
Their minds are indeed much more mature than ordinary children, but they cannot resist the fantasy of "braves fighting demon kings" and "knights slaying evil dragons".
In contrast, Thorjan, the cousin of the dwarf lord, Aoi, the niece of the Elf Queen, and Pietro Bomir, the human captain who has experienced hundreds of battles, are already accustomed to a dazzling array of weapons and armor.
Moreover, Thorjan walked slowly to Vulkan's side, looked up at the huge war hammer that the original body was staring at, and commented:
"This is made of the leg bones of the Frost Giant Ape. They are one of the most dangerous monsters in the polar regions, so in terms of bone hardness, it is several times stronger than the fine steel forged by us dwarves.
Hmm. Magic with thunder attributes is a very good choice if it is used as the first melee weapon in life. "
"So that's it," Vulgan nodded thoughtfully, then focused his attention on the sleeve-like metal armguard, and asked Solyan sincerely:
"What about this?"
Solyan was very satisfied with Vulkan's attitude, so he patiently explained:
"This should be an armor infused with elf magic. If I guessed correctly, it can generate a giant shield according to the user's will. The effect will be particularly significant when defending against undead monsters."
"Okay, young man, you have a good sense!" The bearded boss also joined the two of them in their chat and took over the conversation:
"The Frost Hammer and the Bright Armguard are the most proud forgings in our shop."
The boss looked up and down at Solyan, Vulkan, and Dorn, Aoyi, and Pietro who were browsing in his store. He narrowed his eyes meaningfully, as if he noticed something extraordinary about these people, so he turned around. He continued to laugh boldly and said:
"But, my bearded man also has a treasure trove, wait a moment!"
Hearing these words, the five people gathered together and watched the boss walk into the store's storage room.
Immediately afterwards, a jingling sound came from the storage room, and it seemed that they were looking for the so-called "store treasure".
In fact, Dorn and Vulkan at this moment already knew everything from Aoi, such as the prophecy of the new Human Emperor, the ancient tomb of the first Human Emperor, etc.
As for Aoi's ability to guess the identity of the two brothers outside the city, it was because the royal family members of the elves were good at using various magics that had been lost to humans and dwarves.
In addition, under the influence of Tinas, they became part of the prophecy, so Aoi could easily tell that they were not Terraela's people, but "outsiders".
Then through the personal computer, he obtained real-time information that his father had "collected" the coalition forces of the three tribes, and became the predicted new emperor.
So the two brothers chose to cooperate with each other and try to find the legendary tomb of the Emperor of China.
At this moment.
Dorn, who was waiting, looked at the red dragon scale armor with a little confusion on his face.
After all, according to Aoi and others, the sparse dragon clan was also included in the empire's rule. However, armor made of dragon scales was actually sold in the shop.
This made Dorn begin to speculate about the authenticity of the dragon scale armor and the relationship between the empire and the dragon clan. Or was it that the dragon clan simply wanted to make money and sold the shed scales to the dwarves?
It shouldn’t be.
Seeing this, Solyan explained the confusion for the two brothers: "The Dragon Clan loves money, but they get it in a wise way. They often go to the polar regions to light fires and burn coal to earn commissions from the local people.
If you are really short of money, you will pull off a few scales and sell them to us dwarves. This is not a secret inside or outside the empire. "
"That's right," echoed Pietro, who had barely spoken.
"Yes." Aoyi also nodded, indicating that Solyan was right.
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Dorn and Vulkan were stunned.
dragon.
Make a fire and burn coal?
This is really unimaginable.
In the main universe, literary works of swords and magic usually depict dragons as greedy, evil, and cunning, but Terraela's dragon behavior is in line with some of Atlas's ideals.
How about proposing to my father to build a series of theme parks in the main universe, or in cooperation with company branches in other universes?
Dorn immediately thought that this might be a good opportunity to help the company improve its economic benefits, and the Dragon Clan could also have a job with a good salary. The two parties were definitely in a win-win relationship.
"Ha! Found it!"
Suddenly, Donne's thoughts were interrupted by the excited shouts of the bearded boss.
Then, he saw the boss carrying a huge wooden sword box out of the storage room, standing on tiptoes, and placing the sword box horizontally on the table on the right side of the hall.
"Hahaha, if I hadn't been acquainted with all the warriors, I wouldn't have brought out this treasure so easily!"
As he spoke, the boss picked up a rag and wiped off the dust and cobwebs on the sword box.
After a brief cleaning, he unlocked the lock, opened the sword box, and revealed the "treasure" in the box to the five people gathered around the table.
All he saw was a two-handed sword lying on the soft red lining.
The guard between the blade and the hilt is inlaid with blue gems, and the hilt is engraved with exquisite gold patterns. The long and wide silver blade is 1.9 meters long, almost 2 meters.
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When Dorn's eyes fell on the two-handed sword, he could no longer move away, as if he was firmly attracted.
"This is simply a work of art," Vulkan couldn't help but sigh.
"Mithril?!" Thorjan looked at the boss with his eyes wide open, as if seeking a positive answer.
"Hahaha! The young man really knows the goods!" The boss couldn't help laughing:
"That's right! This Storm Giant Sword is the treasure of the store forged with mithril! I'm not bragging, but looking at the entire capital, no dwarf's collection can compare to it."
The boss paused, and his body slightly moved closer to the somewhat dazed Dorn: "Child, I can feel that you have a wonderful connection with it. How about taking it home? It only costs this amount."
At this point, he raised his left hand and spread his five fingers.
"Fifty-five gold coins?" Dorne said with a guilty conscience.
"Five?" The boss showed a stunned expression, then shook his head and said:
"Child, the cost of forging this sword is more than two thousand gold coins. You should know that in the whole Terilla, only the labyrinth under the capital has mithril veins, not to mention that I asked a friend to add wind magic to it, so five thousand is its reasonable price."
"Five thousand. This is enough to buy five houses in the best location in the capital. No. More than that." Pietro's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he muttered to himself to make some kind of conversion.
"Mr. Thorjan, is this really worth five thousand?" Vulcan was confused.
"Worth it?" Thorjan explained quickly: "Mithril is compatible with all metals and magic, and it is extremely ductile. After being forged into armor, it is almost indestructible, and the weapon is extremely sharp.
If it is enchanted by a great wizard, it can even automatically adjust the weight and size according to the holder. The kings of some races may not even have a mithril dagger. Do you think it is worth five thousand?"
"Indeed." Vulkan suddenly realized.
At the same time, the Primarch was ready to report this important information to his father.
Because of the various properties of mithril, in his opinion, it is a high-value manufacturing material, and it may be used to make armor or weapons for elite troops.
However, Vulkan's brother Dorn was distressed in his heart.
The Investigation Department prepared sufficient cash for them to buy daily necessities and local melee weapons for self-defense, but the price of five thousand gold coins was far beyond their expectations.
At this time, Aoi calmly took out an emerald and handed it to the bearded boss.
"This should be worth five thousand."
"Of course!"
The boss's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly stretched out his hands, carefully holding the gem and exclaimed:
"The Loslien Emerald that can prolong life, hehe, can definitely make a lot of money from human nobles, let alone the Storm Sword, you all pick some items you like, otherwise you will suffer the loss."
The boss didn't care about everyone and trotted back to the storage room. It seemed that the gem was indeed valuable.
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Seeing this scene, Aoi immediately became the focus of attention.
"Why?" Aoi asked puzzledly: "As a 500-year-old elf, is it strange to carry some treasures that cannot be seen in the human world?"
As she said this, she continued to say to Dorne who was grateful: "No need to thank me, my duty is to help the heirs of the human emperor find the ancient tomb, and I also have a strong premonition that the owner of the Storm Sword is you."
Hearing this, Dorne took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Thank you, after the operation is over, I will give you a gift of equal value."
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Next.
The five people all got the corresponding things they wanted from the bearded boss.
Among them, Volkan took away the Frost Hammer and the Bright Armguard, and the Storm Sword was reduced and scaled according to Dorne's preferences, and wrapped in a dark brown cloth and carried on his back.
Watching the five people leave his shop and the solid wooden door close again, the boss said to himself:
"Maybe I am presbyopic. I actually mistook those two children for the offspring of the new emperor? Haha, forget it. Anyway, no matter how much I calculate this deal, it will be a loss."
Outside the shop;
The capital at noon should be the beginning of the bustling day, but now the streets are sparsely populated, and more than half of the shops and stalls are closed.
In the final analysis, the rumors that the new emperor has descended in the south are like a "wind of hope", spreading rapidly to every corner of Terra.
Therefore, the Minister of State had to urgently strengthen patrols and send his trusted troops to shuttle inside and outside the capital, trying to arrest residents who discussed the matter to curb rumors.
But this move further aroused people's resistance. The residents of the capital even spontaneously gathered outside the palace, demanding that the Minister of State immediately send the main force of the empire to the south to assist the new emperor in jointly solving the dark forces of Moyiduo.
And a few days ago, the camp outside the capital almost exploded.
After all, most of the soldiers stationed outside the city were civilians who were forcibly conscripted by the lords. They had resistance before arriving in the capital. When the rumors about the new emperor spread, they were naturally unwilling to obey the orders of the Minister of State.
At this time.
Looking at the empty streets, Dorn suddenly seemed to remember something and asked Aoi, "Hey, didn't the prophecy say how we found the tomb?"
Aoi shook his head slightly: "It's not mentioned clearly, but Queen Tinas once speculated that the tomb might exist near the capital."
"In that case..." Dorn saw from afar the city guards in heavy armor and bright appearance, breaking into houses and shops for their master, searching for residents who spread the new emperor's words from house to house, and his eyes fixed, and he said in a deep voice:
"Then let's put the matter of the tomb aside for now. I wonder if you have the courage to help me and my brothers to eliminate the threat to the people living in the capital first?"
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Even if he didn't say it clearly, Vulkan, who was carrying a frost hammer and wearing a bright armguard on his left glove, understood that Dorn was preparing to launch an "armed revolution" in the capital, and use the momentum to help his father solve the Minister of State and speed up Atlas's takeover of Terra.
His father didn't have the energy to take care of the north, but they had plenty of time.
Moreover, if the situation requires, they can use the defense that "we were the first to launch the armed revolution, which led to a large number of casualties in the capital" to help their father avoid possible political stains.
"No problem." Pietro did not hesitate.
"How can I be left out of the show of power?" Soljan was eager to try.
"This deviates from the original plan."
Aoi, who was under pressure to fulfill the prophecy, hesitated a little, but when she saw the city defense army dragging out an underage child, she frowned, took off the longbow and the enchanted armor-piercing arrow forged by dwarf fine steel, and said in a colder tone:
"I'll join."
On the other hand, the city defense army said:
"Get out! Quick! Untouchables are untouchables."
"Damn untouchables, who gave you the courage to discuss privately?!"
The city defense army, with exquisite and gorgeous armor, spoke filthy words, and drove the whole family out of their residence in a rude way of dragging, slapping, and kicking.
"You are a bunch of fools with blinded eyes! Trash who help the evil! Scum!"
The man thrown into the street didn't care about the pain, and yelled at the top of his lungs, struggling to get up and wanted to swing his fist at the nearby city defense army.
But a captain of the city defense army with a red cape on his armor, relying on the advantage of heavy armor, raised his right foot and stepped on the man's chest, making it impossible for the man to stand up and resist.
Then, the captain looked around at the residents watching, and threatened and warned: "Everyone listen to me! The last royal family died three hundred years ago, and there is no so-called new emperor in the south!
Anyone who dares to discuss the nonsense of the elves or question the orders of the Minister of State will end up like them, sentenced to death in the street!"
Following the captain's words, the city defense army cooperated in groups of three. Two people pressed the man's family to kneel down, and the other raised his sword and aimed at the neck.
"Dad! Save me. Dad"
"Ah!! You beasts! Beasts!" Seeing that his five-year-old daughter was also kneeling among them, the man's eyes suddenly became extremely red, and the ground was left with blood marks due to the friction of his ten fingers.
Witnessing this scene, the residents gathered around were not frightened, but furious. A dwarf boss of a blacksmith shop had already picked up a forging hammer, ready to act as the first person in armed resistance without hesitation.
But suddenly!
Swish-chi!
An armor-piercing arrow whistled through the air, drew a green light trajectory at an extremely fast speed, and directly shot through the neck of the city defense soldier who was about to behead the girl.
"Bang!" The sword fell to the ground.
"Cough." The city defense soldier instinctively raised his hands and tried to block the leaky neck.
However, everything was in vain. After only a moment, the city defense soldier fell to the ground with a "thump" and was completely motionless.
"The untouchables attacked the army! Prepare to take tough measures to suppress it."
The captain of the city defense army seemed to be waiting for this moment. He immediately drew his sword and wanted to lead his subordinates to slaughter all the residents in this area to achieve an absolute deterrent effect.
But when he saw a white-haired boy holding a giant sword, he was a little stunned.
The next second, a silver light flashed, and the captain found that his perspective was rolling up and down involuntarily. During this period, he seemed to see a standing headless body?