Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 165

Chapter 165: 163 King of Black Iron_1

Translator: 549690339

Ever since learning about King Farrand’s shameful surrender, Otto had increased his investment in reconnaissance forces.

Whether it was the Lizardman Scouts riding Giant Eagles or the Hawkmen, all were sent out.

Previously, those human slaves marked with extension sentences also began to intermittently pass back some useful and useless intelligence.

Saru had to face a large amount of information every day. He needed to pick out useful and important intelligence from it and then forward it to Otto, so he was quite busy.

The Black Iron Dwarves in the Sulfur Mountains were also working hard, as set after set of exquisite weapons and equipment produced by the dwarves were returned to the Land of the Soaring Dragon by Chimera and the Wyverns.

Thunder and his clansmen had completely fallen into the role of transport tools.

Many Black Iron Dwarf elders had rushed to the Sulfur Mountains, and even Otto’s attempts to entertain them were immediately rejected.

For these old dwarves whose lives were nearing their end, they were more concerned about how to develop the Black Iron Cannon as quickly as possible.

Before the successful development of the Black Iron Cannon, Green Burst’s gunpowder was still used by attaching it to the arrows of the Ballista.

Dain had been quite happy lately, as he hadn’t returned to the Sky Mountains for a long time and had been staying in Land of the Soaring Dragon without leaving much.

Because there was a newly-made delicious drink that he was addicted to.

Quilboar Longfang used the distillation method Otto mentioned to extract high-proof liquor, which totally conquered the Iron Dwarves who loved alcohol as much as their lives.

Apart from Dain, who was constantly drunk, the artisans working overtime in the Sulfur Mountains were also given a glass of high-proof alcohol every day.

After tasting this strong and refreshing drink, the Blackbeard Dwarves immediately rushed to work, clamoring with excitement.

Furthermore, they guaranteed with their chests puffed out that as long as they could drink this strong liquor every day, they would be willing to work overtime.

Because of this high-proof liquor, the Black Iron Dwarves all considered Otto and Land of the Soaring Dragon their best friends, except for Dain.

At least that’s what they said, even those elders who were half buried in the ground were no exception.

And so, another month passed. The core members of the Soaring Dragon Legion could now be equipped with high-quality weapons and equipment provided by the Black Iron Dwarves.

As for those peripheral monsters who could only serve as cannon fodder, they could only take the inferior weapons that others didn’t want, or continue to use

stone hammers and wooden clubs as usual.

Although the Chimeras transported a lot of stocked weapons and equipment from the Black Iron Dwarves’ territory, it was still only enough to arm a small portion of the Soaring Dragon Legion members.

But it was sufficient, as these exquisite weapons and equipment were more than enough to greatly enhance the strength of the Soaring Dragon Legion.

Moreover, some of the Thunder Legion’s original heritage had also been inherited by the Soaring Dragon Legion.

Berserkers and lightning wizards also appeared in the Soaring Dragon Legion, but in smaller numbers.

It’s worth mentioning that the Ogre Fireball Clan was very resistant to the lightning magic passed down by the Blue Storm Clan.

Finally, Minotaurs and Lizardmen picked up the valuable magic knowledge and a small number of wizards who could control lightning appeared.

Now that the preparations were more or less complete, it was time to make a move.

According to the intelligence, the Lait people were now at fierce conflict with the Red Copper Dwarves.Even if the Red Copper Dwarves hadn’t occupied a geographical advantage and relied on many powerful war weapons, they would have been conquered by the Lait people long ago.

Before taking action, Otto met King Ebik of the Black Iron Dwarves in the Land of the Soaring Dragon.

As soon as they met, Otto became alert, as his perceptive ability was constantly warning him that this Black Iron Dwarf was really strong. Moray only evaluated this guy with one sentence.

Half-step legend…

King Ebik of Black Iron was the strongest warrior among the Black Iron Dwarves, wearing heavy armor and adept at using a heavy hammer engraved with traditional dwarf patterns.

Having once devoured a legendary battleaxe, Otto was certain that this war hammer was also a high-quality legendary weapon.

And in terms of quality, it seemed to be even stronger than Gaenor Keren’s Guillotine.

Though a little covetous, it was better to suppress this thought for now.

Like the other Black Iron Dwarves, Ebik had a loud voice and laughed heartily from a distance, “You must be Otto, the one my brother Dain has been mentioning in his letters! My dear friend, I finally get to meet you!”

The King of Black Iron wanted to give Otto a warm hug, but because of their size difference, he could only hug Otto’s neck through a routine.

Feeling anxious when this formidable half-step legendary dwarf hugged him, Otto was afraid that the other party would suddenly go rogue, twisting his neck off.

So he was prepared to regenerate another head at any moment.

Although Black Iron Dwarves were slightly more treacherous compared to their cousins, they were generally straightforward and wouldn’t engage in such shameful behavior.

Unlike most other Black Iron Dwarves, Ebik couldn’t wait to sit down at the dining table.

After gulping down a mouthful of strong liquor, with his face flushed, he enjoyed the moment with his eyes closed, as if he had ascended to another realm.

Some time ago, Dain had sent back a small bottle of strong liquor produced in the Land of the Soaring Dragon along with his usual letter.

Now, after drinking this interesting stuff, Ebik couldn’t wait to visit the Land of the Soaring Dragon and drink freely.

After another big gulp of strong liquor, Ebik looked at Otto with a face redder than the Red Copper Dwarves’ and licked his lips.

Dain who sat beside him acted as if he didn’t know him, gulping down the liquor in fear that his elder brother might snatch his drink later.

“Dear friend, I heard you’re preparing to deal with those damn Redbeards?”

“Yes, I plan to attack when the Lait people and the Red Copper Dwarves have their next large-scale battle, wiping out those Redbeard bastards and the annoying pirates along the way.”

Without a care, Otto threw a piece of Lapis Lazuli into his mouth. The Black Iron Dwarves had recently helped increase the mining speed of various mineral veins in the Sulfur Mountains.

Now, Otto could throw these precious magic ores into his mouth like snacks.

It’s because of this that his coating defense was now almost like heavy scales.

After devouring the legendary battleaxe, Otto could even attach the axe’s legendary properties to any part of his body.

But there were some limitations – the more parts with the attached properties, the more dispersed and weaker the armor-piercing effect..