Chapter 140: What Are They Doing in This Place?
A group of Dwarves in full armor walked with tired postures. They looked as though they had just experienced a long, grueling battle, their armor covered in dents and scratches. Some had even lost limbs, being carried on stretchers by their comrades.
At the forefront was a dwarf with the highest cultivation among them, at the Low King stage. His armor, though almost broken, emitted the unmistakable aura of a divine-grade artifact, setting it apart from the others. He wore a grim expression, and all the signs pointed to a costly failure.
"Sir Vandal, did it fail again?" asked a dwarf with the cultivation level of a Grand Duke, part of a new group that had just arrived.
Vandal looked at the dwarf and replied with exasperation, "What do you think?"
"Well, it seems we’ve failed again, and there are casualties," the man sighed. "It looks like the low divine-grade armor wasn’t enough to breach the barrier. We might need to try using the middle divine-grade next time."
"What is Lord Badin thinking, wasting our family’s legacy here? Today, he seems to be in a rush for some reason," Vandal said.
"I don’t know. Ever since he came back from the royal palace, he’s been more anxious. He’s been pushing us to take action, even though he knows it’ll cost us dearly if we proceed recklessly," the dwarf replied, looking at the now battered armor. It was a pity to see this masterpiece, one of the Badin family’s legacy artifacts, so damaged.
"Let’s bring another—" Before the man could finish his sentence, another voice interrupted.
"Wow, you guys are really something. To do this to low divine-grade armor... I wonder what you’ve been up to?"