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The wind whimpered.

"Idiots! You have been lingering in the temple for so long, but you haven't noticed that evil...Baphomet, are you obviously impatient?" Mazeroth's voice.

Those who survived Baphomet's question.

Undoubtedly they all chose to surrender.

Not all dwarves are like the old steel hammer when death is so close.

"But we can't leave the captain's corpses...in there."

The one who spoke this time was the cowardly dwarf who had a high probability of standing in line with Mazeroth.

It seems that he also survived the battle of the Temple Raiders.

"So what if you bring the corpse out? The corpse can't bring out the ruins, they can only stay here forever." Mazeroth's tone softened slightly.

"At least, at least we want to bury the captain." The cowardly dwarf responded.

The noisy, vaguely accompanied by crying wind sounded again, and then fell silent again.

"Mazeroth, do you really want to sacrifice nine children to Baphomet every year like you promised Baphomet? Also, the power he gave you, I think, I think..."

The voice of the cowardly dwarf sounded again.

"No, not me, Justo. Don't blame me for everything, you, you, all the same. Everyone bows to Baphomet, kneels before him like a spineless dog, and we it's the same."

Anger was suppressed in Mazeroth's voice.

"But nine children..." The timid dwarf wanted to say something more.

But it was interrupted by Maizeroth angrily:

"Enough! Things are up to now, do we have any choice? Justo, don't stand up and accuse me righteously at this time. If you are noble, if you are great, when you are in the temple, you should be like Die like everyone else!"

"Instead of standing here alive, pointing at me! Or, if you still have the backbone, you can be here, in front of everyone's, Steel Hammer's tomb, and accompany them to die."

The wind whimpered again.

This time, the weeping mixed with the sound of the wind could be heard clearly, and the tiny blue dots in the air were also trembling slightly.

Then, no other sound came again.

Donne glanced across the grave in front of him.

Then I saw half of the skull decayed on the ground, and most of the skull was covered by mud.

Don: ...

Perhaps that cowardly looking dwarf named Justo really chose to end himself in front of Old Steel Hammer's grave in the end.

The blue dots in the air gathered together again, forming the ghost of Old Steel Hammer.

The story that Old Steel Hammer, or the souls of the dwarves who were buried here, told the three of Dorne was over.

It's like an intermittent radio drama with illustrations.

Donne began to organize and think about the information contained in this [radio play].

First of all, after the dwarves' battle against the temple, Mazeroth finally chose to succumb to Baphomet, and reached an agreement with this goat-headed demon to dedicate nine children every time the ruins were opened.

Moreover, Mazeroth also received an unknown ability from Baphomet.

Secondly, Mezeroth was only in his twenties and thirties when he participated in the battle of the Temple Raiders. And now, according to Steel Hammer, this so-called God Envoy is over 200 years old.

The souls of these dwarves tell a story that happened about two hundred years ago.

At that time, the dwarf warriors obviously knew a series of information related to the relics of the gods.

But until now, the entire Kaiserdom regards the relics of the gods as the [Kingdom of God] to enjoy joy and happiness forever.

During these two hundred years, Mazeroth used the name of God to distort the cognition of the dwarves in Kaisadum.

To achieve this, Dawn felt that there was only one way——

Use some method to get rid of the older generation of dwarves on a large scale, and for the new generation of dwarves, instill in them the concept of gods and gods from childhood.

During this period, the control of public opinion will also be strengthened. Anyone who dares to criticize the gods or angels will be punished with a felony.

After a long time, when the truth is known, there will be fewer and fewer people who can tell the truth.

In the end, lies will be clothed in the cloak of truth and prevail.

"Steel Hammer, I actually had a question before. The dwarves in Kaisadum seem to be mostly young and middle-aged. When I was at the altar, I observed that the number of dwarves over a hundred years old seems to be very small. , did something happen?" Gregor suddenly asked in a muffled voice.

This S-rank adventurer is still very keen in observation.

The three dwarves, headed by the halfling Hogg, frequently mentioned [when my grandfather was still there] and [when my father was still there] when they were rubbing eggs, owls and bears.

Even when it comes to Steel Hammer, he is an orphan directly, and both parents are absent.

This is the case with the family composition of the few dwarves I encountered casually.

For the dwarf race whose lifespan can reach 300 years, the high death rate of the older generation is obviously a problem.

Gregor would ask such a question, indicating that he and Donne should have thought of something similar.

Steel Hammer stared at the ghost of Old Steel Hammer on the mound, gritted his teeth with difficulty:

"It is said that a terrible epidemic broke out in Kaisadumli a long time ago. The sick people would have fever, vomit, cough, and bleed... Many people died."

"It was at that time that Mazeroth returned to Kaisadum with the gospel of the gods. He saved...many people. Afterwards, he has been leading the tribe to fight against the terrible disease."

"Until forty years ago, under the leadership of Mazeroth, the epidemic was completely controlled. This is also the reason why most people regard him as an envoy of God, reverence him, and worship him..."

Having said this, Steel Hammer clenched his fist tightly, lowered his head, and could not continue speaking.

Whether it is a dwarf god or a god, it is a complete, base and ridiculous deception.

And the young dwarves of Steel Hammer's generation have lived in this deception since their birth.

"Is it a disease?" Donne now understood what the ability Mazeroth got from Baphomet.

Gregor stepped forward and patted the young dwarf's shoulder lightly: "I can assure you, that old bastard's lies won't last long."

Everyone was silent for a while.

The ghost of the old steel hammer that was floating above the graveyard moved again. He pointed at the steel hammer and pointed at the graveyard below him.

Afterwards, the mound began to tremble violently, and the mud and rocks flew to the side, as if something was breaking out of the ground!

The earthen tomb eventually collapsed, revealing a pothole.

Inside was a rotting corpse.

Apart from the bones, there were also some rotten metal and leather materials, the original appearance of which was no longer recognizable.

It may be the clothing and weapons of Old Steel Hammer during his lifetime.

However, there is one other thing that is very well preserved.

It was a glove.

Austere, leather gloves in keeping with the utilitarian style of the dwarves.

Being able to survive for two hundred years without any sign of decay shows that this glove is absolutely extraordinary.

This should be the relic that Old Steel Hammer wants to deliver to Little Steel Hammer.

After the glove was revealed, the ghost of Old Steel Hammer disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.