Demacia in American comics

The morning after 3 days.

Polly woke up from the bed. He did not sleep in the guest room provided by Sol because there were too many guards and made him uncomfortable. He stayed in Solent's house, that is, the house of the mustachioed boss.

After several contacts, Polly discovered that this middle-aged man with a mustache was not just an ordinary small commodity store owner, he was also distantly related to the dwarves. His shop often dumped some equipment leaked from the dwarves. Loved by everyone.

After all, the dwarf equipment has always been in short supply, and not every warrior can get it. Only the best people are eligible to be awarded it.

The reason why he lived here was because he wanted to find out how he could get the dwarves to help him build weapons after he finally arrived.

He never thought that he would have the dignity of Thor. In Avengers 3, when he went to build weapons, the dwarf king didn't even ask for anything and just wanted to fight whatever he wanted.

Now that he doesn't have the strength of Thanos, and the face of Thor, he can only do the next best thing, find the hobbies of the dwarves, and find something that suits them.

Of course, the best way is to let Thor go with him, but he has to be prepared at all times if Thor can't follow. God knows if something happens in the Nine Realms at this time, will Thor immediately lead the four-person group? Rushed over.

After all, he came here with a purpose, not for tourism.

Although Thor promised to take him to the weapons depot to select equipment, there was no news in the past three days. Polly simply gave up hope. Thor had many things to do, and he might have forgotten this casual promise. .

Asgardians have long lifespans, and it is possible that this promise will be fulfilled after a few years or decades, but Poli cannot wait. He still has a lot to do after getting the weapon.

Now he is only level 6, and his equipment is only straw sandals, Doran shield, and slag. He needs to upgrade quickly after getting the weapons. He is expected to reach level 1 or even 8 before Avengers 9 comes.

The plot of Thor 1 did not allow him to obtain new runes, so before Revenge 1 comes, he must have at least 1 large piece and 12 loose pieces, so that he can protect himself according to the level.

This morning, after Polly had eaten the unique breakfast here, he felt his belly and went out with satisfaction. It has to be said that after thousands of years of precipitation, the food here is really top-notch. The food eaten by ordinary people is In this case, let alone Odin Thor and the others.

A routine visit to Heimdall, he is the key to whether Polly can go back.

It's just that today, Heimdall has disappeared from the hospital bed. At this moment, he has put on armor and is standing in the square, with Thor and the group of four beside him.

Polly sighed.

Still really afraid of what will happen.

It looked like there was obviously a war going on and they were about to set off.

"Hey Heimdall, here's the plan"

Lu Ren said hello and asked when he saw a few people.

Heimdall replied slowly:

"We can't wait any longer. There's a war. Sol and the others must rush there to prevent the situation from getting serious."

Sol and others were fully prepared and ready to set off. Sol said:

"Polly, you can stay for a while and experience the enthusiasm of Asgard, or you can ask Heimdall to take you home. However, in his current state, he may only be able to use teleportation once more after we leave."

"This means you only have one chance to get a one-way ticket."

Polly had been prepared.

He shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"Then just send me to Nidawei. It just so happens that I want to meet the legendary dwarves, the masters of weapon manufacturing, to fulfill my dream of coming here."

Heimdall looked at him and said:

"Just think about it. If the Dwarf King is unwilling to send you back to Earth, you may have to stay there until the teleportation array is repaired."

Polly smiled and said:

"Don't worry, there will be other ways when the time comes, but first I have to fulfill my dream of weapons."

Thor simply stopped talking. Although he thought Polly was not bad, he was not at the point where he had to take care of everything. He looked at Heimdall, and then, several people were passed away by Heimdall holding a sword.

After the transmission, Heimdall gasped for breath and almost lost his balance.

Polly hurried over to help him and said with concern:

"It doesn't matter, do you need a rest? If you really can't, forget it, your body is important."

Although Heimdall had heard such words of concern thousands of times, he was still a little touched by Polly's sincerity. He waved his hand, adjusted his posture, looked at him, and whispered:

"The dwarves are fond of drinking and gambling."

Before Polly could thank him, he was passed away.

In a colorful beam of light, he flew into the distance. The next moment, he came to Nidawei. Different from what he saw in the movie, Nidawei was bustling with people.

Just as he stood firm, he was hit by a wave of heat, surrounded by the sound of tinkling and banging.

"Hurry up, Tank, hurry up and throw the ore in there."

"Wildhammer, you have to work harder. I wonder if you secretly went to Oliver's place last night. Today, you are swinging the hammer like a flirt."

"Mr. Tongluo, this batch of weapons has been made. Please take a look."

......

Polly took a quick look at the lively working atmosphere. Most of the people here had thick beards and wore few clothes. Although they were called dwarves, they also had different heights. The only thing in common was that all of them had very strong muscles. Strong and as hard as iron.

The most eye-catching thing about this place is that it has two locations. One is the center of the entire Niveda, which is the core of a planet. It continuously radiates heat all year round. It is precisely by using this heat that the dwarves are able to melt. Only high-density materials allow Niveda to function properly and everyone can survive.

The other place is naturally the dwarf king who is like a hill. He is not the biggest among the entire dwarves, but he is definitely the most eye-catching. He is wearing gorgeous armor and has several slim maids standing beside him. Feeding him food and drinking wine at the same time, it was quite enjoyable.

In front of him were several people in strange clothes. They were talking, and they seemed to be discussing the sale of weapons.

On the surface, the Dwarf King appears to be bohemian and casual, but no one will look down upon him.

Everyone here knows that the most outstanding thing about the Dwarf King is his superb skills.

Anyone who has watched the movie knows that Thanos' weapons, the Infinity Gauntlet, and Thor's two hammers were all made by him. It can be said without hesitation that he is the most powerful weapon forging master in the universe.

At this moment, Polly kept thinking in the corner. If he wanted to do what he wanted, he should start with wine and gambling.

He doesn't have any fine wine at the moment, and even if he does, it's probably not as good as the winemakers in Asgard. After all, they've been specializing in wine for thousands of years.

Secondly, he is not good at gambling. The last time he gambled, he tried it just to find an excuse and gain experience.

While he was thinking about it, guards came over.

"Outsider, where do you come from?"

The guard pointed a spear at him and was very vigilant. He did not relax at all because he was not armed. The attention of several people nearby was also attracted.

When Polly saw the guard, he simply stood up and said loudly:

"I'm Polly. Thor told me that Nidawei has the most powerful blacksmith in the universe. I don't believe it. I want to see how powerful the most powerful blacksmith in the universe is."

Although he didn't know if it was useful, he still announced Thor's name first. The reason why he did this as a prelude was that he needed to attract the attention of the dwarves.

If he could come up with something that was better than these dwarf forging masters, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Isn't that embarrassing?

It's just that Polly's words didn't attract many people's attention, and not many people were interested. They should be busy with their own business. A few people occasionally raised their heads to take a look at the excitement.

Polly added:

"My teacher has a friend who is also a peerless blacksmithing master. Every item he makes is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. Now I am bringing an unfinished product to invite all the blacksmithing masters to observe."

After saying that, he immediately took out the fiery red Bambi slag, and then, waves of heat continued to spread from Polly's hands, even the dwarves who were a little further away noticed. Got this thing.

There are two things that dwarves deal with every day, hammers and fire.

These two things were not unfamiliar to them, so when the heat emitted from the objects in Polly's hands almost immediately attracted the attention of all the dwarves, what was this stable and high-temperature energy?

A new star core?

But how can anyone bear such high temperatures?

At this moment, the dwarf king's eyes were also attracted. As a peerless forging master, he was naturally more sensitive to flames. He could capture this scorching heat, a completely different energy from the star core.