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[The Damenfins are a group of blacksmiths who live underground.Their bunkers extend in all directions, quietly wrapping the entire continent of Azera like a giant net.Most of the time, the creatures living on the ground will never be aware that in the thick and secure earth, there may be a group of intelligent creatures wielding sledgehammers and flowing The leylines of lava created artifacts that shone with wisdom.

Of all the civilized races I have ever visited, the Damenfins are undoubtedly the most exclusive.A long time ago, most of them would never set foot on the ground in their lifetime, but when the first-generation mages among the human beings began to study alchemy, the Damanfin people who pursued the ultimate forging had to open up their greatness. A corner of the bunker, teaming up with their taller cousins ​​who live above ground.

And it was not until then that this powerful underground civilization really stood on the stage of Azera.

The Damen Finns who had not experienced the world war 3000 years ago certainly did not have a civilization gap like the goblins, so when I was lucky enough to visit the bunker of his Daman Fin friends under the leadership of Aaron, I was taken by surprise. The splendid and prosperous unique civilization was shocked.

Even if the Damenfin are like I once said, all "people", whether surface humans, Damenfin, orcs, or mountain giants, are not gifted with magic, but those free-wheeling blacksmiths are still Figured out a unique way to control magic.They use forging to control the natural magic power of various magic materials, so that the magic power circuit becomes a certain entity, and it no longer has to be linked to "spiritual power", "law" and "resonance" in a vague way.

Undoubtedly, their civilization has had an unparalleled impact on Azera's magic system. Magic patterns, magic circles, enchanting crafts...all of these have been popularized after drawing on the wisdom of the Damanfin people.

In this article, I will introduce you to the civilization of the Damanfin people in detail, but before everything starts, I must emphasize one sentence: Never call them dwarves or gnomes in front of them—unless you save them. Live their lives, or you will be smashed to a pulp by their sledgehammers. 】—— "Byrne's Travels. Underground Civilization Chapter"

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A figure whose whole body is hidden under the pitch-black matte armor stands quietly on the cliff, looking down at the abyss shrouded in darkness.

The wind elements floating in the sky whizzed by in groups, and they would scream excitedly every time they crossed the raised rocks and trees.However, when they passed the Heijia man, they were uncharacteristically silent—as if they hadn't encountered anything there.

The man in black armor stared into the abyss for a moment, and jumped down without hesitation!

His figure streaked across the sky like a shadow of nothingness, and gradually merged with the darkness.After falling about a hundred meters, the black-armored man suddenly stretched his body and forcibly twisted in mid-air, facing the cliff behind him and stretching out his hands.As if by coincidence, the cliff that was originally far away from him happened to be close enough to be touched at this time.The black-armored man pierced the stone wall with both hands like daggers, and the violent friction sound and bursting sparks followed his falling body across the abyss.

At this time, the legs of the black-armored man had already stepped on the almost vertical stone wall, and countless gravels were peeled off from it, leaving four long grooves on the stone wall.

After the groove spread over tens of meters, the falling trend of the black-armored man finally stopped.He pulled out the arm that had sunk to the elbow, and jumped down to the bottom of the abyss again.After repeating this dozens of times, he had already reached the extremely deep underground where the sunlight could not reach, and then he stopped moving in this area.He took out the magic lamp tied around his waist and lit it up. After looking around for a while, he soon found a dark tunnel on the stone wall not far away.

He casually threw the magic lamp into the tunnel more than a hundred meters away, and then used brute force to cut a horizontal climbing groove on the stone wall and began to move towards the tunnel.

However, even though his movements were already very fast, when he reached the edge of the cave ten meters away, a thick mechanical arm equipped with a magic cannon protruded from the tunnel.Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black armor immediately shouted: "Wait, I'm Tai..."

"boom--"

A beam of light shot out from the barrel-thick muzzle of the magic cannon instantly engulfed the area where he was, annihilating a piece of stone wall into dust.

Meanwhile, in a room deep underground, a Damenfin with a curly beard frowned and asked his companion, "What is he talking about?"

His red-bearded companion played with the joystick of the robotic arm indifferently: "It's dead, let him go."

The curly beard struggled for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the mana crystal screen and exclaimed: "Ancestor Prora is here! Look, he is still alive!"

The red beard looked at his finger in disbelief, but saw that the screen was currently occupied by a black shadow.Half of the black shadow was hidden in the darkness of the abyss, and half was illuminated by the magic lamp falling in the tunnel. Because it was so close, only a delicate outline of the helmet was left in the range of the shadow spell.

The two Damenfins stared blankly at the helmet, and one of them stammered, "The, the outline of the armor seems to be..."

At this time, a voice that was slightly dull due to the barrier of the armor pierced through the magic circuit to the ears of the Damen Finns: "Hi, my friends from the Damen Finns. I am Tyron Evans—if you don't Remember this name, then I think you should also recognize this proud work of your old patriarch Kadororov on me."

The bearded men gasped in unison.

"He actually knows the old team leader Rorov!"

"So it really is the legendary 'Kadororov's ultimate masterpiece 87 cut off from the world'!"

"Bless the ancestors of Prora, if Rorov finds out about the fact that you used the magic cannon to hit it before, you will die!"

"Shut up! You're the one who hit it!"

"Hey... Didn't you say that the one who kept this armor can fly? How could he climb down in such a ostentatious way!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go and inform the patriarch!"

"Hey, why didn't you get scolded!"

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Tai Lun climbed on the magic gun and looked at the solidified photo crystal near the muzzle, and tilted his head suspiciously to glance at the quiet tunnel.

This is the border area where the Berlan Empire, Shadowmoon Forest, and Elven Forest meet.It is barren, barren, and nobody cares about it. No mercenaries are willing to explore here, no hunters are willing to hunt here, and every lord avoids it.

In the incomparably long past years, no one has seriously explored it, and of course no one has discovered the secret passage leading to the underground kingdom in this abyss.

Of course, even if they have explored here carefully, it is difficult for them to find this tiny entrance in the middle of the abyss cliff, because it is too hidden and inconvenient—even the people of Damanfin themselves never use it .

It was simply a back door for the High Magical Creature "Tyron Evans", an old friend of the last Patriarch of the Damenfin.