Eye of Gruumsh

Titus's expression grew increasingly solemn. The Dwarf king was entrusting his son to someone, which meant that he had completely given up on his life and was prepared to face death calmly.

Ancient Gold Dragon lowered his head, regret showing in his pale golden eyes, and his voice became even heavier. "Your Majesty Ed, have you really made your decision?"

"Of course," Ed replied with a smile. "My time is running out. Rather than be a weakling, I'd rather die on the battlefield like a true Fighter, like my father Tuo Ao.Ke Lain, who fought to the death against his enemies."

Titus sighed softly, still wanting to persuade him, "Since this is a hopeless war, why not lead your people to migrate?"

"No, you don't understand Dwarf, Titus. We Shield Dwarves have lived here for generations. Avendell Dan is our home and our grave."

Ed shook his head, stretched out his rough hand, and stroked the ancient Dwarf script on the wall. "Long ago, the first High Mountain King, Bai En De.Ke Lain, led the Shield Dwarves had experienced war, to set foot on this land for the first time."

For thousands of years, we have mined ore, forged weapons, and drunk fine wine in Blackstone Mountain. We know this land, its rocks, and its veins intimately. Every mine, every tunnel, was carved out by Dwarf, pickaxe by pickaxe, hammer by hammer. To abandon Avendell Dan, to abandon Blackstone Mountain, is to abandon our homeland, to betray our ancestors—something no brave, loyal Dwarf could do.

As he finished speaking, the Dwarf king's voice grew increasingly powerful, like the crisp sound of a hammer striking a rock.

After hearing this, Titus could see the other party's determination and knew that he could not dissuade the High Mountain King. He could only reply helplessly, "Your Majesty Ed, I grant your request."

"Hahaha, good, Titus, we Dwarf will remember your kindness, you are our friend forever!" Hearing this, Ed laughed heartily and fastened the warhammer back to his waist.

Dwarf, "The difference between an acquaintance and a friend is about a hundred years." Short-lived humans find it difficult to forge truly stable relationships with Dwarf. The best Dwarf -human friendships occur between humans and Dwarf who love their parents and grandparents.

But the Dwarf king also knew that compared to the long-lived dragons, Dwarf were exceptionally short-lived. And the Golden Dragon, being the longest-lived of the True Dragon, would also find it difficult to forge a stable relationship with the Dwarf.

Although Titus had fought alongside Ed and could be considered to have shared a life-or-death bond, it was nothing to a dragon.

Ed did not hide his intentions, but simply extended two thick fingers and said earnestly, "Titus, I only hope that you can protect those children for two hundred years."

Two hundred years—that might be just the time it takes for Golden Dragon like you to take a nap—is more than half a lifetime for us Dwarf.

During this time, let them serve you and work for you. If they haven't reclaimed Avendell Dan after two hundred years, then let them set up their own place and find somewhere to live with their Shield Dwarves civilization."

"Good."

Ancient Gold Dragon didn't say much, but nodded solemnly. Although, strictly speaking, he was much younger than the Dwarf in front of him, from Golden Dragon's perspective, it was not a harsh condition.

But Ed's words didn't end there. "Of course, I can't let you shelter them for nothing. You can choose any of the treasures that our Dwarf have accumulated over thousands of years. You can take one-third of them."

"This, this is a bit too much."

Immediately, Ancient Gold Dragon looked surprised, his pale golden eyes revealing hesitation and greed, unsure whether he should refuse.

Like any kind Metallic Dragon, they also possess the dragon's greedy nature, but also have extremely high moral standards.

It should be noted that Dwarf have always valued gold, gems, jewelry, and works of art made from these precious materials. While their greed for treasure may not match that of dragons, it is certainly no less.

Ed saw through Golden Dragon's thoughts, laughed heartily again, and stroked his thick brown beard. "Titus, although I believe in your moral standards, interests are the best binding force. You deserve these treasures."

Even if I don't give these treasures to you, they will most likely end up in the hands of the Embers of the Burned Empire anyway, so it's better to give them to a truly kind person.

not to mention."

Ed paused, then strode to the end of the chamber, pressing his rough hand against the iron door covered in Dwarf script. The runes on it suddenly lit up. "I have something important to entrust to you."

"Boom--"

With a dull rumble, the iron gate slowly opened, revealing a bright and spacious area behind it. Golden light shone on the Dwarf's face and made the Golden Dragon's scales gleam.

The vault was brightly lit, illuminating every treasure. Piles of gleaming gold Gold Coin, dazzling in their light, seemed to reflect the eyes of greedy men. Rare gems such as rubies, sapphires, and emeralds shone brilliantly under the lights.

The treasury contained not only gold and silver treasures, but also a variety of exquisite weapons and ornaments. Each piece revealed the superb craftsmanship of the Dwarf artisans; whether it was an incredibly sharp greatsword or a magnificently decorated ring, they all embodied the Dwarf ' pursuit of beauty and their worship of power.

This is the treasure trove that the Dwarf have guarded for generations, the wealth accumulated by the Dwarf of the High Mountain Kingdom over thousands of years.

Bathed in the radiant light of this treasure trove, the face of the Dwarf king was etched with the marks of time, his gaze sweeping among the fruits of his labor, as if recalling the moments of bygone years.

Even Titus couldn't help but open his mouth, his beard fluttering, and exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty Ed, this is truly an astonishing fortune!"

Seeing the Golden Dragon dragon's astonished reaction, Ed nodded with great satisfaction, feeling extremely proud of the Dwarf ' wealth—a wealth that had left the Golden Dragon speechless!

"Of course, Titus. When my father first brought me here, I was so amazed that I could hardly walk and almost fainted in this treasure trove."

The Dwarf entered the vault first, while the Ancient Gold Dragon hesitated for a moment, then lowered its head, folded its wings, and struggled through the gate to enter the vault as well.

The Dwarf and the Golden Dragon walked one after the other through this dizzying pile of treasure.

Titus couldn't help but look around, observing the Gold Coin, gems, and Magic Equipment around him.

The Gold Coin were piled up like small mountains, the gems were like stars adorning the night sky, and the magical light emanating from the equipment shone brightly. Among them were twenty legendary-level equipment, including swords, knives, giant axes, warhammers, and armor. The variety was so great that he was somewhat dazzled.

Relying on the dragon's innate and powerful valuation skills, Titus, or rather Keosius, roughly estimated the value of this treasure trove to be over 20 million Gold Coin in just a few minutes!

It is indeed a treasure accumulated by the Dwarf over thousands of years. Even for the Embers of the Burned Empire, which has achieved large-scale industrial production and dumps its goods throughout the Fei An Suo region, this is a huge fortune!

Unfortunately, this wealth is about to belong to an evil, greedy Red Dragon.

Titus was breathing rapidly, feeling hot all over, and even had the urge to kill the Dwarf king on the spot and take the treasure for himself.

However, he quickly calmed down, because this treasure trove would belong to him sooner or later, and there was no need to act impulsively over it. Besides, Ed wanted him to keep something important.

Ancient Gold Dragon calmed himself down and said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your trust, Your Ed, for allowing me to enter such a place."

This was the sincerity Ed showed, leading a dragon into the treasure vault. Everyone knew what this meant—absolute trust.

The Dwarf king wanted to forge a strong bond between the Ancient Gold Dragon and the Shield Dwarves, and to gain true protection; this was the necessary price to pay.

"Titus, as I said, I trust your character, and you will always be a staunch ally of us Dwarf," Ed said firmly.

At this moment, Ancient Gold Dragon's dignified and wise face was filled with emotion, as if it came from the bottom of his heart. It can only be said that his acting skills have reached the pinnacle.

Reaching the end of the treasure vault, they entered a secret chamber carved with various runes. The Dwarf stopped in front of an inconspicuous wall, gazing solemnly ahead.

Then, he took out a small knife he carried with him, cut his finger, smeared the blood on the wall, drew mysterious Dwarf symbols, and muttered incantations.

"By the name of Moratop the summit, in the name of the High Mountain King, the Ruler of the Shield Dwarves, and of the Blackstone Mountain bloodline."

Suddenly, the blood-drawn symbols lit up, and the surrounding runes also emitted a faint light. The Dwarf on the reliefs seemed to come alive, waving their weapons and letting out angry battle roars.

"Boom--"

A platform made of black iron slowly rose from the ground, with a broken stone embedded on it, which looked like part of an eye and exuded an extremely malevolent aura.

In an instant, Ancient Gold Dragon's eyes widened, his golden vertical pupils revealing unprecedented surprise and astonishment. He muttered to himself, "This, this is... how is this possible? By Bahamut, I thought it was just a legend."

The description of this "stone" had already appeared in his mind's eye.

[Eye of Gruumsh (1/2)]

Quality: Myth

Domain: Chaos, Evil, Power, War Effect: Unknown

Synopsis: The orcs harbor a unique hatred for Corellon Larethian, Moradin, and their followers. Legend has it that many years ago, Corellon Larethian blinded Gruumsh's left eye in a battle.

Of course, some orc Cleric questioned the legend, dismissing it as nonsense. They believed that the Elven God stole the eye because he could never have defeated Gruumsh in a fair fight.

In orcish legend, the eye Gruumsh lost in battle against the Elf god Corellon Larethan became a divine artifact. The Elf, however, scoff at this story, stating that Corellon Larethan utterly destroyed Gruumsh's eye.

Ed stared at the broken stone, unconsciously puffing out his chest, his tone filled with pride. "Titus, you are indeed knowledgeable. You guessed right—this is part of the eye."

Ten thousand years ago, the Father God and the Elf God joined forces to defeat the Orc God, blinding him and splitting him in two, sealing one piece in the High Mountain Kingdom and the other in Serenia —and this is one of them.

Titus stared at the stone that emanated chaotic, evil divine power, his heart churning with turmoil and his mind racing with countless thoughts.

This is a part of Greater God deity, its value far exceeding the total treasures in this vault! Titus, or rather Keosius, is determined to obtain it! No wonder the orcs in my previous life made rapid progress in strength after conquering Avendell Dan, even unleashing the terrible "Orc Disaster"—it turns out they found their race's sacred artifact! At this point, the Dwarf king's tone became gritted. "But now, the Orc God has used dirty means to sever our connection with our Father God, preventing Father God power from descending upon the world."

Now, the Embers of the Burned Empire in the southwest is eyeing us covetously, ready to invade at any moment. I have no choice but to entrust it to our most trusted ally—that is, you."

Titus calmed his overly excited heart again and continued to probe, "Your Majesty Ed, since Serenia is keeping the other half of the eye, why don't you entrust it to the Elf? They have Holy Alliance with you Dwarf for thousands of years and have always been your steadfast allies. They are far more reliable than I am."

Ed shook his head and explained, "These two incomplete Eye of Gruumsh must never be placed together. If I do that, and the orcs conquer Serenia, they will obtain the complete Eye of Gruumsh, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Moreover, Serenia is facing an unprecedented upheaval, and I cannot predict who will ultimately emerge victorious.

I trust Her Majesty Catherine, and I trust Lady Rhea, but I cannot trust those Elf elders who disobey the Holy Alliance and stand idly by towards us Dwarf.

Finally, the Dwarf king raised his head and gazed into the pale golden eyes of the Ancient Gold Dragon: "This half-eye contains unimaginable evil power. Only the bloodline of the Shield Dwarves royal family can seal this evil object from the Orc God."

"Titus, I urge you to safeguard it carefully and ensure it does not fall into the hands of evildoers, lest the consequences be unimaginable and trigger a multiverse-level catastrophe."

"Don't worry, I will protect it with my life."

Titus lowered his head, spread his Dragon Wing, and met the Dwarf king's gaze with the unique etiquette of Golden Dragon. His tone was exceptionally solemn, and his golden vertical pupils revealed an unprecedented determination.

However, at this moment, Titus, or rather Keosius, did not have the lofty and righteous thoughts he spoke of—he only wanted to take both of the broken Eye of Gruumsh.