Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1324 - 708: The Hidden Dangers Lurking in Colossus City

In this regard, it was the Giharin clan, known for their stubbornness among the races, that broke the stalemate and directly shifted the topic to what they excelled at, saying: "We have already found the method to craft the Heart of the Mountains. I’ll take on this task. We will restore it according to ancient methods and forge all the auxiliary materials. The entire process will be undertaken by our Iron Clan."

"What does the Clan Leader want?" There’s no such thing as a free lunch. Since the other party was offering such favorable terms, they must have something in mind.

"The priority purchasing rights for the Regeneration Rings." No one could refuse the Regeneration Rings, not even the Legendary Blacksmith Giharin.

These rings, which possessed extraordinary regeneration and healing abilities, were a perfect match for their heavily-armored dwarf warriors.

They would become the most indestructible rocks on the battlefield—unmovable, unbreakable, grinding their enemies down to death through sheer attrition.

"Priority purchasing rights can be given, but I don’t want money. I want equipment, a large quantity of fine equipment." The other party held exactly what Gaven desired.

The Iron Clan, in their efforts to rebuild their kingdom, was surely stockpiling equipment in abundance, and of the finest quality, which they would be loath to sell.

Not just in words, even if gold were offered, they wouldn’t trade such equipment.

Just as one couldn’t buy the Regeneration Rings with gold alone—they were not merely merchandise but bargaining chips.

"Agreed." Giharin nodded without hesitation, saying, "However many Regeneration Rings you produce, I’ll offer an equivalent quantity of fine equipment, ranging from top-tier to +3 magic equipment, for you to choose from freely."

Today, Gaven found himself facing someone even wealthier and more formidable than he was. The other party had just communicated with his ring manufacturer and likely had a decent estimate of how many Regeneration Rings he could supply.

As a result, the other party boldly demonstrated their capacity to take all of them.

This meant that they at least had access to fine equipment worth over twenty million, and possibly several times that amount. After all, they were a nation first, and only a trading company second. They would surely reserve sufficient stock for themselves.

"Alright, we’ll settle this matter then. Once I calculate the necessary equipment list, we’ll negotiate the details further." Now that Gaven had more troops at his disposal, he had to consider which army units to prioritize for equipping.

Gaven preemptively raised a concern: "Some of my forces have rather unique compositions. Can you provide custom-tailored services for their equipment?"

"We can, but it will require a production cycle."

"That’s perfectly understandable."

"The forging of the Heart of the Mountains needs to be conducted in Statue City. There’s a sealed tunnel there leading to the Dark Domain that you haven’t discovered yet. It goes straight down to the earth’s core. The last crafting took place here as well. If you want a perfect restoration, you’ll have to follow the same old path. I suspect it requires unique laws found in this location."

What Giharin presented was less of a demand and more of a suggestion.

The implication was clear: even if Gaven didn’t agree, the Heart of the Mountains could still be restored. However, any shortcomings in its functionality wouldn’t be his problem.

"Why was that tunnel to the Dark Domain sealed?" Gaven instantly caught onto the crucial point.

In Felen, the word "seal" was never associated with anything good.

Every time this term was used, it signified trouble—huge trouble.

The trouble would have been impossible for the responsible parties to resolve, leaving them no choice but to delay it by sealing it, and passing it on to future generations.

The Ancient Evil Fairy Realm that Spring Bud Forest faced was precisely such a circumstance.

Would the issue that compelled the dwarves to resort to sealing—a race capable of building a city decorated with thousand-meter-high dwarf statues—be a small matter?

If it were, the Giharin Clan Leader would hardly bring it up so gravely.

"Beneath that Dark Domain lies the dwarves’ ancient nemesis—a group of fallen undead Stone Giants who form the Council of Death Chiefs. They specialize in necromancy. They originally resided in the Giant Run Mountain Range but were defeated by the dwarves here.

They then carved out the pathway leading here and launched an attack from underground.

The dwarves suffered massive casualties before finally sealing this tunnel.

However, the dwarves themselves inevitably fell into decline, leading to their eventual downfall."

Giharin concealed nothing in his recounting of this intelligence, saying, "Although this history dates back thousands of years, those giants have been transformed into an undead state, making it impossible to judge their longevity by normal lifespans.

They very likely still exist underground. Once the seal is lifted, an army of undead giants will be waiting for us. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

No one knows whether their hatred is merely against the dwarves here or whether it extends to the successors who inhabit this city."

So it really was them.

Gaven wasn’t particularly surprised, as he had already uncovered rumors about trolls lingering in this region during his prior investigations.

He simply hadn’t expected that these undead giants had once pushed their offensive all the way from underground to this dwarven city.

Not only did Gaven know these undead Stone Giants existed, but he was also aware that their forces were still formidable. Fortunately, they were not very active; under normal circumstances, so long as no one provoked them, they wouldn’t easily mobilize their undead army.

This particular detail about their inactivity was not something Gaven could share with Giharin, as it would be difficult to explain its source.

"Clan Leader, can you break this seal?" Gaven asked.

"Breaking it won’t be hard, but once it’s broken, I won’t be able to reseal it. If those undead Stone Giants still exist, you’ll have to find another way to deal with them." Giharin warned solemnly.