From Goblin to Goblin God - Chapter 358

Chapter 358: Bill’s Fury, a Random Dwarf?!

TL: Sungmin

“Refraction Magic? So that’s why these surrounding hills looked so strange, with so many similarities!”

Lin Tian suddenly realized, feeling a bit emotional.

Using an effect similar to mirror refraction to conceal their location.

From a broad perspective, the entrance to the Pureblood Dwarf Kingdom was actually right here, openly displayed.

They could enjoy the sun, breathe fresh air, gaze at the stars at night to seek inspiration, and then go home to work.

Compared to Bill’s previous kingdom, this was countless times better.

But objectively speaking, nothing could be seen around them—just endless hills stretching beyond sight.

It didn’t look like a place that could hide an entire kingdom.

Lin Tian took a few steps to the side, and from that angle, it appeared to be an ordinary hill, with no sign of any town at all.

“This… this arrogant? They actually relied solely on refraction magic? If someone happened to bump into them one day, wouldn’t they be exposed?! Stupid, absolutely stupid! These Pureblood Dwarves are fools!”

Bill cursed under his breath, completely contemptuous of their disregard for their people’s safety.

Yet, he had to admit, this way of life was nearly perfect.

No need to hide, no feeling of being trapped or imprisoned.

The reason they had agreed to join Lin Tian in attacking other empires before was precisely because they had endured that oppressive feeling for too long.

They had been completely suffocated by it.

Lin Tian was momentarily stunned, recalling that Hercules had once mentioned a rumored steel fortress, which seemed more fitting for a Dwarven Kingdom.

This setup truly felt too reckless.

Then, Loael began to explain, “It’s precisely because they have absolute confidence that they later used refraction magic to establish a surface city. The real core of the Dwarven Kingdom is underground—a fortress of steel, unbreakable.”

“On normal days, the Dwarven King and other important figures entertain themselves on the surface. If danger arises, everyone retreats into the underground fortress. According to the Dwarven King, not even a Prime God could break through, and they might even fall here.”

Hearing this, Lin Tian’s expression shifted slightly. “They don’t even regard a Prime God as a threat? Has a Prime God ever personally tested it?”

This statement nearly shattered his confidence.

His original plan had been simple—if negotiations failed, they would resort to force. But if these dwarves truly didn’t even consider a Prime God a threat, then maybe he had been too naive.

Their first-tier positioning might need to be reconsidered.

Loael shook her head. “As far as I know, no. But for them to be this confident, their defenses must be incredibly strong.”

No Prime God had tested it?

Lin Tian felt a bit more at ease. But to be cautious, it was best to attempt negotiations first.

At that moment, Monch’s voice rang out. “If we’re going in, let’s go now. We can only stay for an hour at most, and after today, we won’t be allowed to enter and exit the Dwarven Kingdom again.”

Without hesitation.

Lin Tian and the others stepped into the passage, as if passing through a thin veil of paper, entering a completely different world!

At the entrance, beneath an ancient city wall, stood two Pureblood Dwarf guards.

Their entire bodies were blue, with long beards and hair, clad in tightly wrapped armor. One wielded a short axe, the other a short hammer.

Upon seeing Loael and the group, they made a respectful welcoming gesture.

Lin Tian couldn’t help but glance at the dwarves, then at Bill. “Goodness, you and the Pureblood Dwarves are completely different species.”

Bill’s appearance was at most that of a short human.

But these Pureblood Dwarves looked more like ‘blue elves.’

Aside from their humanoid shape, they had completely deviated from human features, no wonder they were classified as magical creatures.

Hearing this, Bill was also shocked. “This is the first time I’ve seen a real Pureblood Dwarf… It’s definitely strange…”

On the streets.

The social structure and laws were similar to the rest of the world—vendors, pedestrians, and various other scenes of daily life.

Lin Tian quickly calmed down and got to the point. “I want to meet the Dwarven King. Can you introduce me?”

Loael decisively shook her head. “By the time we entered, the Dwarven King had already returned to the underground fortress. If you want to meet someone, it’ll have to be Marquis Hotu, the highest authority on the surface.”

Marquis Hotu was also the supreme commander of the Dwarven Army.

He was responsible for the security of the surface and was second only to the Dwarven King in strength.

The Pureblood Dwarves had a different system for electing their kings. Since they lived by forging, their king naturally had to be the one with the greatest smithing skill.

After all, dwarves relied on magical devices to maintain their place in this world.

The king in Bill’s Dwarven Kingdom, however, had been chosen in a manner closer to hereditary rule.

When the old king had no heirs, the queen had simply inherited the throne.

It was nowhere near as professional as the Pureblood Dwarves’ system.

“That’s fine. As long as they have authority, it doesn’t matter.”

Lin Tian didn’t mind and nodded calmly.

Loael didn’t question further and directly led Lin Tian and the others toward the Furnace Palace in the surface city.

Once Lin Tian gave up on his initial ideas, he certainly wouldn’t set his sights on the dwarves again.

Before, she had pleaded with them to give her a God-Slaying Magical Device.

Unfortunately, she had been decisively refused.

The Old God Nirvana Organization and the Satanic Cult shared a single God-Slaying Weapon, and they still had to rely on the dwarves to supply its energy.

If the special energy supply was cut off, the weapon would only be able to unleash Sun-Class power.

It would no longer be able to intimidate gods.

Before long—

A grand palace, wreathed in rolling flames, appeared before them.

Lin Tian couldn’t help but sigh, “Damn, doesn’t living in there feel like being steamed alive?”

It looked no different from a high-pressure cooker or a steamer.

Loael explained, “The inner layers of this building use unique heat-resistant materials and magic. After all, their faith revolves around hammers and furnaces.”

The Dwarves’ rank insignias were symbolized by hammers—

A golden hammer for the royal family,
A silver hammer for nobles,
A gray hammer for commoners.

“They have so many things different from us, hahaha!”

Bill was wide-eyed, unable to take everything in at once, looking truly excited.

After all, this place could be considered his ancestral homeland.

These people felt like his forebears, a connection both distant and close.

But at that moment, a mocking voice suddenly rang out from the side—

“Huh? Where did this mongrel dwarf come from? He looks so disgusting, ugh…”

“It really is a half-breed—absolutely revolting. Look at that sickly skin color, bet he’s at death’s door already.”

“A disgrace to the Dwarven Race! If there weren’t outsiders around, we should just burn him at the stake!”

On the street, a crowd of Pureblood Dwarves began gathering, pointing at Bill and hurling insults.

That sense of belonging he had just started to feel—

Shattered instantly.

Bill’s face darkened as he spoke in a cold voice, “Your Majesty Lin Tian, perhaps we don’t need to negotiate anymore…”

This damned place—might as well turn it into ruins!

What Pureblood Dwarves? Nothing but a bunch of bastards!

Lin Tian let out a helpless chuckle. “Hahaha, just bear with it for now. Let’s see how they respond first. If they agree, then all the better.”

After all, the situation was complex.

Even the Satanic Cult was involved.

However—

If the Dwarves refused to help mass-produce God-Slaying Magical Devices—

Then no one would be able to stop him.

This was Lin Tian’s resolve.