Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 139

“Huh?” Dorn was directly confused.

Originally thought it was a supernatural battle, could the result be a large-scale confession scene?

The ghost of the dwarf, who appeared to be middle-aged, did not respond, nor did he respond to Steel Hammer’s question.

Or maybe he can’t talk at all.

But since his appearance so far, it seems that there really is no intention of attacking and fighting.

“When Dad was still there, he often showed me your portrait. He told me that you are a great magic technology craftsman… So, you are my grandfather, right? Why, why are you here? ”

Steel Hammer spoke again, but this time, it was not the kind of confused and surprised tone, but a heavy emotion.

Unexplainable emotions.

He should have determined that the dwarf ghost in front of him is his grandfather.

Dorn and Gregru glanced at each other, and silently put away the weapons on their hands.

The ghost of the dwarf still didn’t react too much, floating quietly on the mound.

He still raised his finger to the steel hammer, and then the faint and transparent body broke apart a little bit, turning into countless blue dots shining with blue light.

Above these dozen mounds, noisy whimpering wind began to sound.

There seemed to be inaudible human voices and crying.

Finally, these voices finally stabilized.

“The purpose of exploring the ruins of the gods this time is to collect the unique ores and materials in the ruins. Everything must be subject to my scheduling and arrangements!”

A rather energetic and majestic voice sounded out of thin air.

Then, the scattered blue dots gathered into a human face.

It was the face of the ghost who was suspected to be Grandpa Steel Hammer.

It seems to indicate that this sentence was said by him.

“Listen to Captain Steelhammer! Explore the relics of the gods! For the glory of the ancestors! For the Kaiserdom!”

Then, noisy voices sounded, seeming to be responding.

“Is this the mobilization before going down the ruins?” Dorn was observing the surrounding changes, guessing in his heart.

Now, Dorn could be sure that the dwarf ghost was the grandfather of Kuresi Steelhammer.

Small steel hammer is surnamed steel hammer, and old steel hammer is also surnamed steel hammer.

Reasonable.

Noisy whimpering wind resounded all around again.

After everything is silent.

“The temple in the ruins forest is very dangerous. Before we are fully prepared, no one is allowed to approach the temple!” Old Steel Hammer’s commanding confession sounded.

“Okay! Captain Steelhammer!” a noisy response.

The chaotic wind sounded again.

“Captain Steel Hammer always does not allow us to open the temple, saying that we must prepare, we must prepare, year after year, year after year, this is three years!”

With the sound of this speech, the blue dots once again converged on a human face.

He still has a distinct dwarf appearance, and his appearance is very young.

However, it was still recognizable, and the one who said this was the current envoy of Kaisadum, Mezeroth.

“I think the captain is also for the sake of safety. The things in that temple should be really scary.”

The blue dots gathered into a strange, cowardly dwarf face.

“I think the captain is a bit too conservative. We are independent from the ethnic group and founded Kaiserdom in this volcanic crater, not for the sake of a safe life.”

The blue dots gathered again into the face of a sturdy dwarf.

“The discovery of the relics of the gods in Kaiserdom must be the blessing and guidance of our ancestors, so that we can prosper and become stronger again!”

“As long as we can defeat the temple, we can get the gift of the relic of the gods! We have nearly 30 powerful warriors, powerful magic technology, and the halfling Mimi, who can see through the weakness of the enemy.”

“Isn’t our preparation enough! Captain Steel Hammer is hesitant and timidly retreating now, there is no way to lead us and lead Kesadum!”

The Mezeroth who spoke this time was generous, smug, eloquent, and his tone was very contagious.

The whimpering wind sounded again.

Then everything fell silent.

“Hey! A few more people help! This Shimen is too heavy! I can’t open it at all!”

Mezeroth’s speech sounded again.

It sounded like he was taking the risk, arbitrarily leading the supporters of him, trying to open the door of the temple.

“Mezeroth! What are you doing! Stop it!” Old Steel Hammer yelled furiously.

Subsequently.

It was the heavy and heavy stone door being pushed open, and there was a dull and heavy door opening.

The surrounding sounds became noisy again.

It was mixed with people’s screams, howls, the sound of weapons colliding, and the roar of explosions. There are also endless, seemingly huge numbers of “Baa—” sheep cry.

However, these sheep’s calls sounded not docile at all.

Just listening to the sound seems to be extremely malicious and aggressive.

“Sheep?” Dorne touched his chin when he heard this.

It seems that I got some information about this [Devil Lair] temple.

Is there a sheep in the bottom room of that boss?

The noisy sound of fighting continued, and the fighting seemed to get worse.

“I’m injured, I need treatment… Mimi, where’s Mimi? I’m so painful, I…” Amidst the sound of fighting, weak people could still be heard.

The blue dots in the air were drawn together, and the person who said this was the resolute dwarf warrior who stood in the line of Mezeroth.

“Hold on, hold on! I’ll give you… Biller? Biller!”

The blue dots pieced together the face of a halfling woman. This should be the mimi.

Gradually, the sound of fighting became smaller and smaller, but the continuous croaking of sheep still did not stop.

“Captain! I saw it! That Devil, his weakness is in the heart, the team…”

This time it was the voice of the halfling Mi Mi, but the words stopped abruptly.

After that, there was no more her voice…

Weak shouts, thin weapons chopping and chopping, continuous screams of sheep.

In the end, all the sounds of fighting ceased, and only the shouts of the sheep continued to turn back into the sky.

The battle should be over.

Even if Dorn and the others only listened to the voice, they could experience the tragic degree of the battle against the temple.

“A choice. Die, or surrender, worship me, and make me a god.” A cold voice that had never appeared before sounded.

The blue dots formed an antelope head that looked like a human face.

“This is Baphomet? Devil with sheep’s head? Is this the boss of this ruin?” Hearing this, Dorn speculated in his heart.

“We people believe in our ancestors and our magic skills. Ha, but we don’t believe in an ugly Devil.” Old Steel Hammer’s voice.

His tone was firm, but his breath was very weak, and he seemed to have been seriously injured.

Then, there was a burning sound.

The old steel hammer groaned in deep pain, but he seemed to clenched his teeth, and didn’t let himself scream out because of the pain.

After a while, the groan of the old steel hammer was finally inaudible.

Everything is silent.

“A choice. Die, or yield.”