Fortunately, that power did not come to destroy him.

The range of divine energy explosion is very small, limited to less than nine feet centered on Barund.

Baronde's eyes widened, and he realized that God the Father had just responded to his prayer. The divine light was slowly pouring into the whip made of cold iron, and the anvil as the base attached a very sacred breath, which he was very familiar with, and it was the Moladin's shrine that felt.

According to the dwarf's standards, there is a burning furnace and anvil here. It is already an absolute dwarf temple, or the kind that has been consecrated by Moradin himself.

At this time, a white light flashed, and the lord of Shuangqiao Town appeared here directly through teleportation.

I saw Tijana being fully armed. She was wearing a set of mitral armor, which fitted her well in a concave figure. She held a long sword in her right hand, a light shield in her left hand, and a whip, flying knives, handcuffs and a few bottles of potions on her belt.

She obviously felt the surging power in her territory, and rushed over immediately, searching for the enemy with her eyes, ready to fuck her directly with a ignorant creature in the heavenly realm.

"Uh..." Lancelo greeted, "Tijana, calm down first, I can explain..."

"Why are you here?"

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After a moment.

"That is to say, you made a whip for me with cold iron. After finishing, this old dwarf felt that the finished product was particularly great, and then prayed to the God of the Dwarf, the great power of the order and the good camp, Moradin, the soul-forginger, to hope that He would bless this gift to the demon?"

Lancelo felt that Tijana's statement was a bit too dramatic, but if you think about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Uh..." Baronde was a little embarrassed, "Almost... I didn't expect God of Father to respond..."

"Congratulations, you succeeded!" Tijana smiled sarcastically, "It seems that the Soul Forginger He has a great opinion on me. In order not to let me use it, I have completely turned it into a sacred weapon. If I hold it directly, it is not that different from holding the soldering iron."

"No, it is impossible. If the great Father God does not agree, it will directly destroy this weapon!" Baronde quickly defended, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "By the way! I happened to get a design drawing of a handguard before, which comes from a famous succubus Saint. If you wear that handguard, you can use this weapon normally. Give me five days, no, three days! I can do it in three days!"

"I've heard of that guy, and I know what you're thinking, Baronde," Tijana said with a cold face. "I never doubt the skills of you or any dwarf craftsman, you don't need to prove anything to me."

"Then this whip?" Barond looked at Tijana with a gaze, his face full of reluctance.

"Make that handguard as soon as possible." Tijana suddenly smiled, grabbed the whip, and a painful expression appeared on her face instantly. Blue smoke began to emerge when she held the whip. "A sacred weapon, why not? Even if it is placed in my treasure house, it is a perfect collection."

She endured the pain and put the whip into a storage bag. Lancelo and Baronde saw that her hand holding the whip had become bloody, but was healing quickly.

"Make that handguard as soon as possible, I can't wait to try it." Tijana's words brought the smile back to the old dwarf's face. "According to the dwarf tradition, you have the right to name your creation, and I respect this tradition. What have you been thinking about?

"This is a whip made of cold iron that can cause additional damage to most abyss creatures." Barond said respectfully, "I plan to call it Abyss Flasher."

"As you wish," Tijana nodded, "Since I respect your tradition, you must respect mine too. If I feel right, this anvil has turned this place into a sanctuary of Moradin. Do you know what I have to do with these gods, right?"

The old dwarf's eyes showed deep horror, and he shouted:

"No! Absolutely not! You can't destroy it!"

"Do I need me to remind you who is the master here?" Tijana's tone showed that she was suppressing her anger and shouted in a low voice, "There is no temple in Shuangqiao Town, not one! Either you come by yourself, or I will kill you first, and then step on your body to come in person!"

"Calm down." Seeing that the gunpowder smell on both sides became stronger and stronger, Lancelo quickly jumped out to put out the fire. "My lady, can you tell me why you did this? This behavior will definitely annoy those gods who are lofty, but it does not seem to be of any benefit to you."

"Do you know what you are talking about, human?" Tijana glared at Lancelo, "Look at your surroundings, here is the abyss. Have you ever thought about the consequences of this?"

"In my opinion, an extra temple like this will not make your enemies more hostile to you, because they already have ten thousand reasons to hate you." Lancelo patiently analyzed the pros and cons, "And your allies, sorry, do Shuangqiao Town really have allies? My friend Karalin told me about the great history of this city. At the critical moments of Shuangqiao Town, it seems that no force has ever extended a helping hand to you, except for the city's own people, the dwarves who were the first to serve under your command."

"So what?" Tijana was still quite annoyed, but seemed willing to listen to Lancelo continue.

"It means that from the outside, it is no different for you to not destroy this dwarf's temple." Lancelo found his mind swiftly, "and from the inside, the benefits of retaining this temple are obvious. The large number of dwarves in the town of Twin Bridge will give you a positive evaluation, and they will respect or even support you, so that the resistance you encounter when you make various requests will be much smaller."

"I don't need their support! What I want is their compliance and surrender!" Tijana said impatiently, "I can get these by fear alone!"

"What you want is not obedience and surrender, what you want is their skills, their products, and even their force, if necessary." Lancelo was not intimidated by Tijana's impatience. "Respect and support can make them give you these, and even more. A craftsman with fear will not devote all his attention to his work. He is just trying to save his life."

"But this is still too dangerous. This will even attract the attention of those abyss lords. You know nothing about their power. In the abyss, even if the gods descend to incarnate, they are probably not the opponent of the abyss lords." Tijana seemed to be moved by what he said, but she was still not convinced.

"We can take a compromise." Lancelow continued to temptuously, "There are countless caves suitable for hiding in the broken mountains not far away. You completely let the dwarves move the anvil there and declare that they are unaware of it, and Barende will make sure that the dwarves will not be grateful to you."

"All dwarves will be grateful to you, I promise you." Barrond quickly spoke up, "maybe those gray-skinned bald men."

Tijana looked at them silently, without saying anything, Baronde had to bite the bullet and throw out the last piece of chip.

"By the appeal of the miracle of the Father God, I am sure that the monthly output of cold iron weapons can be increased to 1,500... No, at least two thousand pieces!"

A smile finally appeared on the succubus' face.

"Give you half a day to let this anvil disappear from Shuangqiao Town."
Chapter completed!