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Chapter 232: Land of Blood
This dwarf officer.

Looking at the dwarf who came over to talk to them.

He could clearly feel the strength of this dwarf, and it felt like he was seeing an elder of the tribe.

But this dwarf doesn't look old, he can only be considered middle-aged at most.

"Ah, yes."

The dwarf officer nodded.

"I am Nute Silverfist."

"Haha, hello Nut." Sergio patted Nut's shoulder and said with a smile.

"You can call me Sergio, Sergio Graymount. A member of the Night's Watch, Lord of Grayforge."

Hearing that Sergio in front of him was the castle lord, Nut suddenly woke up.

But he was also confused about the surname Huishan.

It is certain that at least when the Dwarf Empire split, there was no such surname as Gray Mountain.

The population of the Dwarf Empire is not small, but there are actually not many surnames.

Most dwarves belong to various tribes, but only after the split did their surnames begin to become diverse.

Because as long as one has done something heroic and his name is known to the world, then the name can be passed down as a new surname.

But now, dwarves are scattered all over the world, and it is normal to have unfamiliar surnames.

It seemed that this was the first time that Sergio saw foreign dwarves, so he pulled Nut and others towards the tavern.

While walking, he asked about the situation of the dwarves outside.

Only then did Nut realize that the Grey Mountain Dwarves were a relatively closed tribe.

Among the dwarves scattered around the world.

Most of them can be divided into two situations.

Because of one's own personality or split reasons, one becomes more closed.

They live in relatively remote places and rarely communicate with the outside world.

This is a very normal behavior.

After all, most dwarves prefer to live in the mountains, and the more mountainous the place, the more they like it.

This means that once the dwarves are willing to isolate themselves, it can be said that it is very easy, and no one will know except the surrounding countries and forces.

Just like the Gray Mountain Dwarves.

Only the Kingdom of Cohen has some communication with them, and even the Kingdom of Safro doesn't know much about the Gray Mountain Dwarves.

night.

Nut returned to the allied army's camp outside the castle.

Looking at his subordinates in the command post.

After all, this is a dwarf city, so it naturally has great appeal to dwarves.

So most of the day today, almost all the dwarves were wandering around and drinking in Ashforge.

When Nut came into the tent, his men were still chatting loudly.

"Damn it, did you see that?"

"You mean their forge?"

"Yes, it's terrifying. Mountains above! This is the first time I've seen so many forging masters."

“Yes, I heard that the Gray Mountain Tribe has less than 3000 people in total.

Could it be that they were once members of the Golden Hammer Tribe?"

Before the Dwarf Empire split, the Golden Hammer Tribe was the tribe with the most and best blacksmiths among the Dwarves.

"What are you talking about?" Nut asked as he walked in.

"I didn't go into the Gray Mountain Tribe's forge to take a closer look, but just from the outside, I saw at least a dozen forging masters."

The dwarf officer who had just spoken opened his eyes wide with an exaggerated expression.

"Haha, are you kidding?" Nut couldn't help laughing.

He hadn't been shopping for long today when Sergio pulled him out for a drink, leaving him with no time to wander around the city.

However, looking at the looks in his men's eyes, he knew it was true. "Okay, but regardless, let's not worry about it. Our mission now is to prepare to go down the mountain and fight."

……

The coalition forces' actions were not slow.

After resting for most of the day, on the second day they and the night watchmen split into different teams and came to the passages in various places.

"From here, we can go straight to the top of the mountain, where we will be entering the territory of the Kingdom of Safro.

We fought with the vampires here for a long time before. Although we repelled them, they still sent some troops below to keep watch.

Therefore, our mission is to form a circle through various routes and eliminate all the guarding troops."

As the task is assigned.

Everyone began to move downward through the passage.

These were originally followers of the [Rotten Lord], and they used them to attack the hidden passages of Ashforge Castle.

The dwarves had repaired it over the years, allowing the coalition forces to quickly descend the mountain.

When they came out of the cave.

What I saw was a dark scene.

"What's going on? Is it going to rain heavily?" A human officer looked up at the sky and found it unusually strange.

Their exit cave was in a forest.

But the problem was that it was a sunny morning at the top of the mountain.

However, when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, it turned into a dark and rainy day.

There was not a ray of sunlight shining down from above.

Instead, they immediately sensed a slightly chilly atmosphere in the air. Sniffing the air, they could detect a faint scent of blood, which was truly unpleasant and nauseating.

An elven ranger squatted down.

Grabbed a handful of dirt at his feet.

Then he saw the wet marks on his palms that looked like blood.

Feeling the faint magic in the wet soil.

"It's some kind of magical change to the environment. The land has been completely polluted."

Facing the interpretation of the elves.

The dwarves are a bit angrier.

After all, they are very disgusted with the pollution of the earth.

"These disgusting monsters should all be eliminated as soon as possible."

"Okay, let's get out of here and reunite."

Soon this joint force left here and, together with other joint forces, formed an encirclement under the leadership of the Night's Watch without any exchange of intelligence.

The number of vampires left at the foot of Gray Mountain is not large, and there are more zombies scattered everywhere.

Surrounded by the Allied Forces, these guard troops had almost no ability to fight back and were eliminated one by one.

"Will this environmental magic really have no effect on us?" A human officer looked at the surrounding environment with some pessimism.

A perpetually dark sky.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Blood-red soil and strange, dark and twisted plants.

This place is simply an evil place affected by monsters.

The mages accompanying the army, as well as some elven mages and scholars from the council are also conducting research on this area.

"This is clearly affecting the environment through magic nodes. According to the Night Watch's intelligence, the magic node is located in this country's capital.

Even if we retrieve the nodes, it will take a long time to restore this land to its original state after such a brutal and evil transformation."

The one who spoke was an elven wizard.

When the people around heard that even the elves would have to talk about the price of a long time, it seemed that there was no hope for them.

This land will not see any improvement for at least several hundred years.

(End of this chapter)