Chapter 179 God’s Summon

Several older dwarves suggested notifying the rest of the tribe and discussing the matter about the messenger when they come back.

But when the bronze ball thought of the words that the giant hammer said before he died, if he notified the tribe outside, those people would definitely not agree with the giant hammer's statement. Those people would not agree to a non-dwarf creature as the messenger of the god of war on earth.

He drove everyone out, and Gongqiu knelt alone in front of the statue of the God of War for one night. The next morning, he summoned everyone from the tribe.

Under everyone's gaze, the bronze ball became violent and turned into a tall violent dwarf. He held two big hammers and hit each other violently. The sound of the shocking metal hitting shocked the audience.

The chaotic dwarves calmed down and looked at the violent dwarves who were several heads tall.

The signature loud voice of the bronze ball resounded throughout the valley: "Before death, Elder Giant Hammer told us that he was the spokesperson of the God of War on earth and the messenger of God. The God of War did not abandon us. The God of God is the hope for the revival of our dwarf clan. I believe that Elder Giant Hammer, the God of God, will definitely lead us through the predicament that appears."

All the dwarves held their breath and calmed down. The words before were paved and the most important ones behind.

Sure enough, the bronze ball paused, looked around the audience, and then shouted vigorously: "Blow the horn of the God of War, reorganize the hammer of the God of War, let's go find the God Envoy!" The horn of the God of War cannot be sounded casually. Once the horn of the God of War is sounded, all tribes in the world can resonate with the horn. No matter where this tribe is, they must send their most powerful force to defend the glory of the God of War.

Only when the dwarfs reach the most critical moment can they sound the horn of the God of War and gather the power of the entire dwarfs. Now the bronze ball is going to sound the horn for a god envoy who has not yet confirmed his identity? The expression of the old dwarf who is stable in a steady focus has changed drastically. He was about to object, but his voice was hidden in a majestic roar.

"Roar!" Most of the young dwarves roared fanatically. Many of them felt the power of the God of War in Gris for the first time. This belief, which was passed down from the word of mouth of the elders and was rooted in their hearts since the womb was aborted, can finally feel it personally. It is difficult to understand their feelings if it is not the same experience.

Especially in this moment when people's hearts are scattered, young people are more eager for a change, whether it is brilliant or destructive, the proposal of the bronze ball is deeply loved by their hearts.

The protests of the steady elderly dwarf were submerged in the roar of fanatical excitement. The trumpet of the God of War, which was so simple that there was no trace of decoration, was invited out. The bronze ball bulged his feet and blew the trumpet hard. The low roar spread from afar.

At the same moment, all the dwarf tribes in the entire world resonated with the horns enshrined in the elder's room, and the call of the god of war resounded through the earth again.

At this time, the war god messenger they thought had already returned to the academy.

Time went back to last night, when the dwarf carried away the dead giant hammer elder, and Gris and Emine, who were still present, looked at each other for a while.

After a while, seeing no one paying attention to them, Gris turned around and walked to the flame horse, turned over and hugged Emina's waist.

Instinctively, Emina blocked her chest with her hands, but Gris didn't catch her this time.

"Go back to the academy." Gris said that so many things had happened, it seemed that it was not suitable to stay here now, and the most important thing was that he did not like this situation beyond his control.

Although these dwarves are not hostile to him, he cannot resist it if they become hostile. Gris never likes to put his safety in a situation that he cannot control.

Emina's beautiful eyes flashed, and she turned her head to look at Gris in a little puzzled manner, but she didn't say anything, and obediently turned her head and ran out of the valley. Before leaving, he picked up the black-eyed snake man thrown on the truck and threw it on the horse's back.

They did not enter the valley at all, but were at the entrance of the valley and quickly turned out. No one noticed the dwarfs in a hurry.

After running for several kilometers, Emina finally couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to leave? They seemed to misunderstand that you were a god. If they could be allowed to obey your orders, these creatures should have good combat power." Emina, who has always wanted to return to the demon world, was crazy to expand her power. Seeing Gris letting go of such powerful help without hesitation, she felt very sorry.

Gris tilted his head and looked at Eminea for no reason. He never thought that things that cannot be absolutely controlled can be a helper, but often it will be a burden. Even those ordinary skeletons, he never tires of making soul pledges for them one by one, just not wanting some situations that he cannot control.

There are so many undead creatures who follow the death world, why do he still want these dwarves?

Besides, Gris is not a god messenger at all. He just resonated with the Demigod Spirit, who was almost collapsed in the entire Faith Yuanli Network. Although he obtained a lot of information from the image, all of this information was recorded from the perspective of the Demigod Spirit.

"It's hard to control, it's not a messenger, it's not necessary." Gris said in a summary.

After getting along for a long time, Emina has basically gotten used to Gris's simple way of speaking, and can probably understand what he means. Under Gris's gaze, Emina felt like a fool, and she stammered for a few times and wanted to say something, but in the end she gave up.

To be honest, staying with Gris is really a blow to people. Why is a skeleton so smart? He has already thought about many things you didn't think of at all. During the time with him, Emina found that she was less and less interested in thinking about it, and Gris had planned everything for him.

It would be fine if it was a wise man of the demon race or something, but Gris was the lowest-level skeleton in the death world, and at the beginning it was the most vulnerable half-body skeleton, which was really a shocking person.

The flame horse's footsteps were very fast and he ran with all his might. At a distance, I'm afraid Emina could not compare with it in the air with her fighting spirit. She came out of the Dwarf Valley in the evening and returned to the academy two hours later.
Chapter completed!