Chapter 707

Ren returned to the chamber under the guidance of the dwarf guards.

None of the three dwarf kings were sitting. They stood side by side in the middle of the hall to welcome Ren. Magna said calmly, "Your Excellency, we have agreed to your request."

A faint smile appeared on Ren's face.

As if he had expected this result, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, nodded and said, "Your Majesty is wise. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Snapped!

Two equally strong hands clasped together.

"I wish us a happy cooperation." Magna felt a strong force, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he looked up at the tall young human in front of him, and said in surprise: "You don't seem to be surprised that we will agree?"

Ren smiled, "This is a win-win deal, and His Majesty has no reason to refuse."

His words saved face for the dwarf king.

In fact, Ren was well aware that the dwarf had no choice. The other party completely fell into his own rhythm in the discussion just now, and made demands step by step, from the less important ones to the most important ones. The dwarf agreed to the previous request, and there was no way to turn back later.

This is a very simple sausage-cutting tactic, and it is nothing new to say. The most important thing is that I am Party A and have the initiative.

The chip gap between the two sides is too large, and they are not equal at all.

Ren knew that if he was more ruthless and made more excessive demands, such as increasing the dwarf army to 10,000 people, or reducing the construction fee to 30%, or even free of charge, the dwarves might agree.

Just considering that everyone will cooperate in the future, he didn't try his best to squeeze the dwarves.

Magna was actually very aware of this, and couldn't help sighing: "Your Excellency the Earl is the most outstanding young man I have ever seen. Now is the era of mankind, and there are many heroes among humans, but I still want to be as powerful as Your Excellency the Earl." Seeing you for the first time."

"Your Majesty has praised you." Ren said modestly.

Dann* Tieshou next to him curled his lips and turned his head depressed, unwilling to see Renn's proud appearance.

He is the youngest of the three kings. He was promoted to the king of the hill before he was two hundred years old, and he was also on the throne of the king. He is the most talented figure among the dwarves for hundreds of years. He is young and vigorous, aggressive and aggressive. , but today I had a hard time with Rennes, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Ren was very clear about Dan's thoughts, and just pretended not to see it.

Magna said: "Your Excellency, please stay in the lava castle tonight. I will let Blestein draw up the contract. Please read it. Tomorrow, we will hold a ceremony in the king's palace. After the witness of Mahal Next, sign the contract."

"It's all up to His Majesty's arrangement." Ren agreed, giving the other party enough face.

This cooperation is related to the future of the entire clan. Naturally, it can't be hasty. It can be signed by a few people in private, and it can be made more grand to make the dwarves pay attention to it.

Seeing that Ryan cooperated so well, Magna was also very happy.

He called the king's guard and sent Ren to the best hotel in Lava Castle, a magnificent building not far from the king's palace.

Before leaving the chamber, Ren glanced at Thorgreen.

The highest and most powerful king of the highest mountain remained silent most of the time today, and even more so after he came in. The eyes of the soul saw that his heart was covered with a layer of haze, as if he was worried about something, and he was not as happy as King Megna.

Ren shook his head secretly, hoping that there would be no further disturbances.

Rest for half a day.

That night, Wren was invited to the dwarf palace in Lava Castle, and Magna hosted a grand banquet for him, and all three kings attended. The upper echelons of Lava Castle, guild leaders, rune masters, and dignitaries were also invited to attend.

A dwarf's feast is very different from a human's.

To use one word to describe it, it is bold and unconstrained!

Dwarves' banquets have only one theme: drinking. Barrels of fine wine were brought up, and everyone held metal wine glasses as big as their heads, paired with all kinds of golden roasted animal meat, drank and ate meat, and the palace was filled with the smell of wine.

Some of the dwarves were so drunk that they couldn't help singing and dancing.

There were also some aggressive dwarves who simply took off their clothes and armor and fought hand-to-hand, talking with their fists because of disputes over drinking.

The winner wins applause, while the loser can only drink in depression.

Ren was also infected by this atmosphere. Under the warm invitation of the dwarves, he drank a few glasses of wine, watched a few battles, and let his mind go blank. He temporarily put everything aside and felt the long-lost relaxation.

Because of the will to truth, he will never be drunk, only a little drunk.

"Your Excellency the Earl."

Dufeng King Dan* came over with a wine glass in his iron hand, touched Ren, and drank it with his head up. The wine flowed down from his black beard, and he didn't care if a large area of ​​his chest was wet.

He pointed to the Ultramarines standing around the palace, and said, "Don't let your barbarian fighters join in?"

The two teams of Ultramarines stood there motionless like statues.

From the beginning of the banquet, the dwarves have been inviting them to drink and eat meat, but the Ultramarines did not respond, and the dwarves could only give up.

Now Dan Iron Hand came to invite again, obviously not giving up.

Ren raised his glass in return, seeing that Dan was harmless, and that the Ultramarines had stood there for two or three hours, it was time for them to take a rest. Macragge's personality is actually similar to that of a dwarf, and he likes this kind of occasion where he drinks Dadan. Although the Ultramarines don't say it, he also feels the symbiote's motion.

"On behalf of the Ultramarines, I would like to thank His Majesty Dan for his hospitality." Ren said and waved over there.

The Ultramarines are ordered.

One team continues to stand guard, the other team joins the banquet and rotates later. A dozen Ultramarines entered the banquet, their bolters slung to their waists, and their helmets removed.

The dwarves all stopped and finally saw the appearance of the Ultramarines.

"It turned out to be a barbarian!"

"It seems to be barbarians of Macragge. I have seen them before." A dwarf said in amazement, "But why have they grown so much taller? They are almost twice as tall as me!"

After a burst of surprise, the dwarves gathered around Ji Zhan, desperately persuading him to drink.

The savages did not refuse anyone, and they soon became friends.

"Let's fight!"

After a few glasses of beer, a dwarf immediately challenged the Ultramarines. The fighting mentioned by the dwarves cannot use spells or combat skills. Taking off weapons and armor can only fight with pure physical strength, but close-quarters skills can be used.

The challenged Ultramarine looked at the Primarch, and Renn nodded slightly in agreement.

"good!"

The Ultramarines yelled back and stood up.

He is one of the two captains leading the team this time. His name is "Ubman". He was one of the first thirteen Ultramarines who followed Rennes. Eun was appointed captain.

Ubman took off his heavy armor and handed it to his team members.

When only a pair of tough trousers remained on his body, showing his explosively strong muscles, his chest was as thick as a wall, his limbs were like pillars, and his skin reflected a strange metallic luster, as if his whole body was made of metal. The power of terror.

The dwarves gasped when they saw Ubman's body.

The faces of the three kings also changed slightly.

They are the kings of the hill, their eyesight and experience are far beyond ordinary people, and they immediately perceive the horror of the Ultramarines, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary legendary dwarf warriors.

Ubman walked to the middle of the banquet hall.

His opponent was a legendary novice Wildhammer warrior who was already half drunk, but when he saw Ubman's size, he instantly sobered up, feeling regretful in his heart.

However, the dwarf's pride did not allow him to admit defeat.

"start!"

With a shout, the Wildhammer roared and charged towards his opponent, waving his hands.

boom!

The dwarf flew back at a faster speed, knocked down a large crowd of onlookers and tables and chairs, and immediately turned everyone into a mess.

Ubman stood on the field and retracted his fist.

He settled the fight with just one punch.

Although the dwarves who watched the battle had expected this result, they still found it unbelievable to see Ubman winning so easily. The Wildhammer turned over and got up, spitting blood from his mouth, and shouted, "I give up! Mahal, this guy is too tough..."

Ubman took advantage of his drunkenness, looked around, and said loudly: "Who else?"

The banquet hall was silent for a few seconds.

"I'm here to challenge you!"

A legendary mid-level dwarf took off his armor, stepped forward bravely, and was sent flying with another punch. He hit Ubman in the waist before he was defeated, leaving only a faint fist mark, and the dwarves watched the fist mark disappear in a few breaths.

"Let me try..." Another dwarf challenged.

Ubman never refused to come, and defeated his opponents one by one, basically ending with one punch.

This made the dwarves a little disbelieving, and finally a legendary high-ranking dwarf made a move and tied with Ubman. Ubman was instructed by Rennes to use this step to end.

clap clap...

There was thunderous applause in the banquet hall, and Ubman was recognized by the dwarves.

Dan Iron Hand watched Ubud's slow battle intently the whole time, and he didn't look away until Ubuman put on his armor again.

"Your Excellency." Dan's eyes were full of curiosity. He looked at Ren, who was sitting firmly on the mountain, and couldn't help asking: "How did the Ultimate Warriors be trained? Every Ultimate Warrior under your command possesses such powerful abilities." strength?"

Ren smiled without saying a word.

The Ultramarines are their own symbiotes, and the stronger the original body is, the stronger the symbiotes will be.

After they entered the legend, the increase in strength they received from the Primarch became smaller and smaller, and promotion became more and more difficult. At present, only the Ultramarines at the captain level have reached the middle level of the legend, and the rest are still at the beginning of the legend.

However, even if the increase rate is reduced, the Primarch is too strong.

Ren has fourteen levels of strength, a titanium body, and six thunderbolt forms, all of which have been inherited by the Ultramarines.

Even a small part is enough to make a powerful Ultramarine. Most of the more than 20 Ultramarine captains and company commanders have reached the legendary mid-level, with eleventh-level strength, and ordinary Ultramarines also have tenth-level strength, and their defense is comparable to a third-level Man of Steel.

Ubman is one of them. His strength is only one level away from being promoted to the legendary element, and his defense is terribly strong. Those dwarf warriors are naturally no match.

He knocked down one with one punch, but he was merciful.

Seeing that Ren refused to say anything, it was useless for Dan *Tie Shou to be curious, he just had to write the word envy on his face. The dwarves are not afraid of challenges. Even though they know they are not the opponents of the Ultramarines, they are still eager to try, but they change their goals and challenge other Ultramarines.

The result is more losses than losses.

The strength of ordinary Ultramarines is only a little worse than that of Ubman. Compared with Meat Bo Fighting, their advantages are too great, and they can easily defeat the legendary mid-level dwarf warriors.

However, the more the dwarves fought, the more brave they fought, and they fought repeatedly, without any discouragement or fear of fighting.

Wren admired the courage of the dwarves.

The banquet didn't end until late at night, and the two sides had already hit it off.

The next morning, Ren entered the chamber again, and King Magna handed over a contract written in both dwarven and imperial languages. He read it many times, and it was exactly the same as the terms negotiated yesterday, and there were no loopholes in the terms, so he nodded to confirm.

"We will hold a signing ceremony right away, what do you think, Your Excellency the Earl?" Magna asked.

"Can."

At noon, many dwarves gathered in the king's palace of Lava Castle.

Accompanied by King Magna, Ren entered the palace through the main entrance and saw many dwarves with white and black beards.

The dwarven clans of the Three Kingdoms have obvious differences in appearance, the biggest feature being the different colors of beards and hair. The beards of the dwarves in the High Mountain Kingdom are mainly white, and some are gray; the majority of the dwarves in the Dufeng Kingdom have black beards; the beard colors of the dwarves in Lava Castle are more messy, such as fire red, brown, bronze and so on.

In addition, different dwarf clans have different beard decorations.

Ren's gaze swept over the dwarves sitting on both sides of the palace. They sat on a row of stone chairs higher than a row, leaning against the stone statues of dwarf heroes.

These hundreds of dwarves are almost all legends, and 70% of them are fighters, iron shield guards, wildhammer fighters and the most powerful butcher.

The remaining 30% are mages, priests, hunters and musketeers.

Among them are several mighty Kings of the Hill!

All the dwarves' eyes were on Ren, with so many legends, even Ren felt a little pressure. He keenly sensed a ray of extremely hidden hostility, immediately opened the eyes of the soul, and found the source of the hostility.

It was a strong dwarf with a steely gray beard.

He was about 300 years old, wearing a beautiful and heavy armor, exuding the aura of huge thunder and lightning runes, sitting there like mountains, the surrounding dwarves were in awe of him, and subconsciously stayed away.

The dwarf didn't wear a helmet, showing a rough face, with a trace of fanaticism in his calmness.

When Ren looked over, the dwarf looked at him for a few seconds before turning his head expressionlessly, looking at Thorgreen sitting on the throne, and the color of his soul changed rapidly.

Without being introduced by others, Ren knew that this was Costakin* Ironbeard, and this guy actually came too.

He couldn't help thinking that today's signing ceremony might not go well.