Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 929 Dwarf Race

"Hahaha, you are finally here, old guy, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just as Su Han was looking around, a voice suddenly came.

Su Han's whole body shook, his pupils shrank suddenly, and almost subconsciously, he unfolded his cultivation, showing strong caution.

"Here...someone can speak human language?!"

Su Han frowned deeply: "Could it be that there are people like me who came here?"

He suddenly thought of other forces that entered the fairy sanctuary together. Since he came here, he has never seen them. Could it be that they appeared here?

The result was not as he expected, because the master of the words had already appeared in front of Su Han.

The way he appeared was very special, it was erupted from a volcano...

Su Han looked at the other party carefully, but saw that this man was old, with a bearded face, and a sledgehammer on his shoulder.

What makes Su Han feel special the most is... the height of this person is only about one meter.

Su Han asked himself, standing in front of those savage adults, he was already very small, so he could be compared with these savage children, not to mention Kuafu, Titan, etc. before, the only normal one was Hou Yi up.

Unexpectedly, in this ancient time, he could see people shorter than himself. In comparison, Su Han suddenly felt a sense of superiority from nowhere.

But when the old man put down the sledgehammer on his shoulder, Su Han's sense of superiority disappeared immediately.

"boom!!!"

Hearing a loud noise, Su Han saw that a bottomless pit appeared directly on the ground in front of the old man.

And in the hand of the old man, there is a black silk thread. This silk thread is very thin, it looks like an ordinary thread, but it can hold the sledgehammer and keep going.

"hiss!!!"

Su Han took a deep breath, staring at the big hole that couldn't be seen to the bottom, dumbfounded.

It's not that Su Han has never tried to bombard the ground here. When he was exploring the veins of spirit stones and magic spar, he tried to blast them away.

But when he bombarded with all his strength, he only blasted a half-meter pothole...

Yes, it is half a meter!
But at this moment, the old man didn't use any force at all. He just put down the sledgehammer and smashed out a bottomless pit. How much strength does this have to do?And how much does that seemingly ordinary hammer weigh?How strong is that black silk thread?
The most important thing is, the old man looked so relaxed when he shouldered the hammer before, so how strong is his strength?

"Sure enough, the locals here are all perverts..." Su Han had the urge to cry.

After finally gaining a sense of superiority in terms of height, he was immediately overwhelmed by his astonishing strength.

"what?"

Su Han stared at the other party, and the other party was also staring at him. After watching for a while, the old man said, "Why is it different this time? Could it be that you guys made the wrong type, hahaha..."

He was laughing, and one of the wildling children directly took out a fruit and threw it into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

The old man suddenly coughed violently, and his gray-black face turned a little rosy. After a while, he swallowed the fruit, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a joke, as for... But Not bad, old man, I ate another spirit fruit, it was not bad, um, I still made money this time."

Listening to him talking to himself, Su Han's face was darkened.

After the old man muttered, he turned to Su Han and said, "Where are you from? What race are you from? Let me introduce myself, old man. I am the patriarch of the No. 70 branch of the eighth branch of the dwarves. My name is Huolimi. There are There are 720 descendants, including 340 males, 670 females, 920 children, and 780 elderly..."

Su Han almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Are you asking me or introducing yourself?
Besides, it’s fine if you introduce it. Did you introduce it like that?

This memory is really damn good!

But after thinking about it, Su Han still looked at the other party in shock, just because of the four words the other party said before - dwarves!
There are naturally records about the dwarves in the ancient books.

In the ancient times, there were countless races, and the three most famous races were the elves, dwarves, and night races.

The elves have nothing to do with the world. The people in the clan look like humans, but the men are handsome and the women are beautiful.

Of course, the reason why they are famous is not because of their looks, but because of... magic!
The origin of magic comes from the elves in ancient times.

According to ancient records, the origin of magic came from the elves, and the peak period of magic was also the period when the elves survived in the ancient times.

They multiplied the magic to the peak. Every elf clansman has magical talents incomparable to ordinary people. Almost every one of them can cast forbidden spells.

At that time, they had no rank division, and even they themselves did not expect that those magicians of later generations would use this to compete for interests.

The ancient times were shattered, and the elves were extinct. Although magic was passed down, it gradually declined. Although in the Milky Way starry sky, it can still compete with warriors, but it is undeniable that compared with the peak of the elves era, it is far behind. .

Many people can practice magic, but it seems that this is a treasure specially given to the elves by the gods. No one can compare with the elves. They can draw anyone at random, and they can all stand shoulder to shoulder with the god of magic.

In addition to the elves, there are the night tribe and the dwarf tribe.

The night tribe is actually an elf, but it is a branch of the elves. The elves advocate peace and tranquility, but the night tribe is just the opposite. They seem to be demons living among the elves, and all kinds of negative emotions will appear on them. Selfishness, hatred, anger, jealousy...

When Su Han saw the records about them in ancient books, he wondered how they formed a race.

To say that in the ancient times, the only race with a greedy heart was the Night Race.

As for the last dwarves...

When Su Han heard the old man in front of him introduce himself as the patriarch of the dwarves, his eyes lit up instantly!

The synonym of dwarves is weapons!

Rather than saying that the dwarves are famous, it is better to say that the weapons they made are famous!
Looking at the entire starry sky, Su Han in his previous life was also the top alchemist and craftsman, but his crafting skills were nothing compared to the dwarves.

(End of this chapter)