Hadenfell.
Thanks to the blessing their creator had bestowed upon them, the Dwarves had built all of Hadenfell entirely through intuition and inspiration, without following any blueprints or construction plans.
Hadenfell also bordered their greatest rival, Elven Garde of the Elves, the largest nation on Disboard.
On this planet alone, it was the nation with the second-largest territory, and the country where the Dwarves lived.
However, the Dwarves had always considered this assessment biased. Although they had developed all manner of cities on the surface, from industrialized high-rise cities to maritime cities built upon the sea, they had them all.
But the city 10,000 feet underground was the true heart of the Dwarves.
The Divine Furnace, the power source that supplied their entire mechanical civilization in the heart of this nation, was located there. Around it, the Dwarves had built an underground city with a distinctly steampunk feel and a highly advanced mechanical civilization. If its area were included, which nation was the largest remained open to debate.
"They arrived already?"
Ronnie de Launiel sighed, looking toward the warship that had openly descended underground.
Since it had originally been built from the wreckage of Dwarf warships, its appearance did not seem out of place. But when Roni sensed power far beyond what they had once possessed emanating from those familiar metals, an indescribable heaviness settled deep within him.
Although both their steel warships soaring through the skies and the Spirit Garments the Dwarves excelled at using gave them an air of science, the Dwarves were, in essence, a race far removed from science.
Through hammering alone, without experiments or designs, the Dwarves could create anything they envisioned. No matter how complex the structure, even flying warships or precision instruments could be made this way.
In a sense, this talent worked