Ironforge.
Moira has put all the materials Su Yan gave her into the black iron furnace.
Now has come the critical moment.
It's just that some key things are missing.
"Moira, what do you want from me?"
Falstad, with a trace of fatigue on his face, was carried out from outside the hall by several dwarves.
"Well, I need to build a furnace now, but I'm still missing one key thing."
Moira did not hide anything and with a wave of her hand, she revealed the Black Iron Tribe's Black Iron Furnace.
"Black Iron Furnace! Why is it here!" Falstad frowned.
"You don't need to know this."
Moira smiled and walked towards Falstad. "You should understand! Improving the quality of the furnace is not an easy task."
"Of course! The materials needed alone are not easy to collect!" Falstad nodded. "Even we dwarves can't gather them all!"
"I have collected all the materials."
Moira walked up to Falstad.
Falstad looked up at the black iron furnace.
He found that the furnace was shimmering with a faint strange light. Although it was black, it was filled with various strange colors.
In the furnace, black flames burned.
Rare materials were churning inside.
"You, you actually collected them all, how is that possible! Many of the materials have disappeared!"
Falstad stared at the furnace in front of him in shock.
"That's not something you should be thinking about! I've already gathered all the materials. Shouldn't you help me with the bond?"
Moira watched Falstad with a faint smile.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're saying?" Falstad gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I can't agree to this! Let's go!"
"Chief! The door has been sealed!" a dwarf said anxiously.
"Moira! You want us to perform a sacrifice, you will be punished!" Falstad looked at Moira angrily.
"Haha, really?"
Moira sneered, "You are not performing a sacrifice, but contributing to the tribe's strength! The tribe will remember you!"
Rumble!
The black iron furnace began to tremble violently.
Suddenly the lid of the furnace opened.
Falstad and others wanted to resist, but they were no match for them.
The next second, they were all sucked into the furnace.
Ah! Screams were heard one after another.
But the black iron furnace shook twice and the sound disappeared.
"It's finally going to succeed!"
Moira showed an excited expression, "I can now report to the Goblin Master."
"Moira." Muradin walked in from outside the hall.
"How is it? How is the equipment being made?" Moira looked at Muradin and asked.
"Twenty thousand sets of spiritual-grade equipment is simply impossible! There are only fifteen thousand sets now!"
Muradin's eyes were a little tired. They had already made their best efforts.
He didn't even have a chance to rest, but he still failed to complete the task assigned by Moira.
"Oh, what a pity, we're just a little short of the target. But it doesn't matter. Fifteen thousand sets will be enough first."
Moira shook her head slightly. "Go take them to the treasury. I'll go and take inventory later."
"Black Iron Furnace?"
Muradin suddenly discovered the central furnace and showed a surprised expression.
"Yeah! It took a lot of effort to find it back." Moira nodded and smiled.
"No, how can this quality be god-level!" Muradin looked at it carefully and showed a surprised expression.
This is comparable to the furnace of the Bronzebeard tribe.
"Haha, of course I made it." Moira smiled. "From now on, our dwarven tribe will have two powerful furnaces."
Muradin suddenly frowned and looked at Moira. "How dare you!"
As the leader of the Bronzebeard tribe, he naturally knew what the conditions were for it to become a god-level furnace!
The pure bloodline of the dwarves is sacrificed!
Moira succeeded, but apparently a dwarf had already been sacrificed.
To possess pure blood, yet be controlled by Moira...
Falstad!
Muradin stared at Moira. "You killed Falstad! Are you trying to destroy our dwarven race?"
"He sacrificed his life for the tribe. The tribe will always remember him." Moira smiled. "Now I am in charge of Ironforge. You have no right to interfere!"
Muradin gritted his teeth and turned away angrily.
On the other side, Su Yan came out of a house.
His face showed a hint of fatigue.
This was already the nth dwarf woman he had examined.
But without exception, all of them are legal lolis.
And they are all pretty good looking!
He felt that it was time for the dwarves to change their name.
This was his second plan.
All the male dwarves were forced to work as laborers to make equipment for the Longyan tribe.
All the dwarf women stayed to reproduce for him.
This tribe of dwarves will become a tribe of women.
From now on there will be no more dwarves, but lolita!
"Is it time to go see how Moira's forge is doing?"
Su Yan adjusted his state and returned to the central castle to find Moira.
"Master Goblin, you are finally back! The quality of the Black Iron Furnace has been improved smoothly and has reached the god level!"
Moira spoke quickly when she saw him come in.
Su Yan looked up at the black iron furnace and indeed found that it was different from before.
It was like a huge black mountain was standing in front of us.
It gives people a strong sense of oppression.
Now I can recast the artifact, but there is no need to rush this matter.
After all, after being reshaped, Baalzebul could not restore his physical body immediately and needed to find the Heart of God.
"Tomorrow morning, you should announce the name change."
Su Yan put the black iron furnace into the black ring.
"Yes! I will handle it according to your instructions."
Moira nodded seriously, "From now on, the dwarves will be at the disposal of the Goblin Master!"
"Hmm?" Su Yan frowned.
"Oh, no, it's the Lolita tribe!" Moira stuck out her tongue. "I'm sorry, Mr. Goblin, please punish me."
"Let's talk business first. How is the equipment being made?" Su Yan asked.
"It's all been built!" Moira replied immediately.
"Well done."
Su Yan was a little surprised. He deliberately said more.
I didn't expect that it was all completed.
As expected of the dwarves, they are highly efficient.
If it were humans, it would be a complete fantasy and it would probably take a month to complete.
And the quality cannot be guaranteed.
"Take me to see it." Su Yan said immediately.
"Master Goblin, please follow me. I have asked them to transport all the weapons to the treasury." Moira replied quickly.
Warehouse?
Su Yan narrowed his eyes.
Since it is the treasure house of the dwarves, there must be a lot of good things here!
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