Li Si saw the Dwarf King Preston suddenly appear before him.
He hurriedly stopped his body's instinctive move to counterattack.
As long as the temple and royal court did not inspect his body, he should still be able to maintain his disguise.
But if he made a move, he definitely would not be able to hide it from Preston.
"Your Majesty Preston."
Li Si gave the Dwarf King before him a slight bow.
"It's fine."
Preston waved a hand, glanced at himself, and controlled his body to shrink to roughly Li Si's size.
Patting Li Si on the shoulder, Preston said with a smile:
"Don't be nervous."
"I admire outstanding young people like you."
After a pause, Preston continued:
"Perhaps you do not know that Mountain Soul's Fury is one of the Dwarf Race's most important and powerful Demigod Equipments."
"The fact that you were able to lift Mountain Soul's Fury so easily without being affected by its power means you should have gained control of this Demigod Equipment warhammer and become a suitable wielder of Mountain Soul's Fury."
"But something is strange."
Preston looked Li Si up and down, then raised a hand slightly.
At once, Li Si felt a powerful repulsive force suddenly erupt from Mountain Soul's Fury in his right hand.
Under the influence of that force, Li Si's right hand was involuntarily flung aside.
Mountain Soul's Fury traced an arc through the air and landed in Preston's hand.
The immensely powerful Mountain Soul's Fury was strangely calm in Preston's hand, without the slightest fluctuation.
Preston glanced at Mountain Soul's Fury in his hand and continued:
"If you had truly become a suitable wielder of Mountain Soul's Fury, then even I would not be able to take control of it from your hand."
"So, you have not