"Elders? You?" Barent and the dwarf warriors roared, emotional, but did not dare to act rashly.

  Since they were young, the elders of the tribe told them the history of the Uga dwarves and the legend of the Sammaster Holy Land.

  Although the years have passed, the new generation of Uga near-earth dwarves no longer believe in those ancient legends.

  However, it is undeniable that those legends have been deeply rooted in their hearts through the inheritance of generation after generation, making them feel awe for the "holy land" opposite the big rift behind the village.

  As a "long-lived species" with a lifespan of three or four hundred years, thousands of years are just a dozen generations for the Uga dwarves.

  Those legends about the holy land have a much greater impact on them than those "short-lived species" with a lifespan of only a few decades.

  The Blood Mane elder of the Uga dwarves ignored the doubts of the young warriors. He slowly raised his head and carefully looked at the dragon-shaped glass amulet on Jia Lan's chest.

  Then, the old dwarf said respectfully: "Respected Lord Asadron, please show your 'Domain Statue' to your servant so that your servant can confirm your identity."

  Jia Lan looked down at the amulet on his chest. The four amulets were the same in material, but slightly different in shape. They were black dragon, white dragon, blue dragon and green dragon, but the red dragon among the five-color dragons was missing.

  Although the inheritance of the Uga dwarves recorded detailed information in this regard, it was obviously beyond the identification ability of the elders of the Bloodmane clan to distinguish the subtle differences between these dragon-shaped amulets from the pendant that was only the size of a palm.

  After all, no matter how detailed the inheritance was, more than a dozen generations had passed, and their descendants had not seen the personal accessories used by the "Asadron Worshiper" to prove their identity.

  The simplest way was to ask the other party to take out the prototype of the "Domain Statue" statue standing in the gathering place of the four vassal races of the "Sanmast Holy Land" to prove their identity.

  Therefore, the old dwarf mustered up the courage to make a request to Jia Lan.

  In the ancient times when the "Sacred Land of Sammaster" was prosperous, the Uga dwarves were under the jurisdiction of the "Flame Summoner", one of the four "Asadron Priests" under the command of the Dragon Worship Saint "Sammaster".

  Therefore, in the largest gathering place of Uga dwarves in their "Gusyasdi Sen Region", there stands a huge statue of the "Domain Statue" of the "Flame Summoner".

  On the statue, there is indeed a pendant that is exactly the same as the one on the chest of the surface man in front of him.

  Because of this, before the other party's identity was confirmed, the elder of the Blood Mane clan stopped the young warrior of the clan. If the other party was a fake, it would be fine, but what if it was real?

  No matter which of the "Dragon Power Gatekeeper, Flame Summoner, Night Shepherd, and Death Summoner" he is, once he is angered, it will bring irreparable disaster to the Uga Dwarves.

  Jia Lan thought for a moment, and simply took out all the four peridot statues carved into the shape of skeleton dragons from his pocket and held them in his hands.

  The elder of the Blood Mane clan, who originally thought that the surface person in front of him was just a "worshiper", almost had his eyes wide open when he saw Jia Lan take out four "domain statues" at once. He trembled and shouted something in the underground dwarf language with a very heavy accent, so that Jia Lan could not hear what he was shouting.

  The one who can possess four "domain statues" at the same time is definitely not a certain "Asadron Worshiper", but the "saint" who is in charge of the "Saint of Sammaster".

  In addition, Jia Lan just casually said that "the temple is under his jurisdiction", which made the Blood Mane elders imagine Jia Lan's "identity" in their own minds.

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  Jia Lan had a conversation with the dwarves, leaving the mercenaries behind him confused. They could only wait in frustration for the two sides to finish their conversation. As they were talking, the dwarves suddenly became angry, and the mercenaries could not help but nervously clench their weapons.

  However, the following scene made them even more confused.

  Several old dwarves rushed out and paid homage to Magician Jialan.

  Then, Magician Jialan took out the small statue he had just obtained from the cemetery and showed it to the other party. The dwarves all bowed to the ground excitedly, and then respectfully surrounded them and entered the dwarf village.

  Captain Kenmet lowered his voice and asked secretly: "Mr. Jialan, what is the situation now?"

  Jialan was also a little helpless and could only answer in a low voice: "It's hard for me to explain it for a while."

  "These dwarves should be the guardians of this ruins, but they regard me as the heir of the ruins, so if you don't want them to find out that we are just pretending, you'd better pretend to be my guards now."

  The mercenaries looked at each other, with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

  After all, since they entered this mysterious ruins, they have encountered countless bizarre events, and this scene is just one of them.

  As for the fact that the magician Jialan was named "the heir of the ruins", it was understandable. After all, he had taken possession of the Castle of Doom, so the ruins naturally became his possession as well.

  The dwarf village warmly welcomed Jialan and his mercenary team, and took out their treasured delicacies to entertain the guests from afar.

  Several dwarf women brought out giant round mushrooms, which were as spectacular as oak barrels. They opened the mushroom caps, took out pieces of strange ingredients that looked like rotten meat, strung them on branches and smoked them, and then enthusiastically handed them to the mercenaries to taste.

  However, faced with these strange black "meats" and foods that were obviously mosses and fungi, the mercenaries looked embarrassed.

  They secretly muttered in their hearts: These dwarves living in the dark underground, their lives are too hard, right? Are they like those dark magic rats, who can only rely on mosses and fungi for survival?

  Jia Lan obviously noticed this, and he quickly contacted Casey and Div who stayed on the surface through the "Communication Mirror", asking them to quickly prepare a batch of food, meat, and fruits and vegetables.

  Then, Jia Lan took out a strange little statue of a human with a package on his back from his pocket, and whispered an obscure secret spell. The little statue on the ground disappeared in the flashing light.

  Not long after, a large pile of baskets, bamboo baskets, packages and oak barrels suddenly appeared in the small square of Bloodmane Village. This scene not only made the Bloodmane dwarves dumbfounded, but even the mercenaries were surprised.

  "Teleportation!?" Kenmet exclaimed with his eyes wide open.

  But he soon regained his composure, coughed awkwardly, and stood behind Jia Lan with a two-handed sword and a stern face to continue to perform his duties as a guard.

  Fortunately, his exclamation did not attract the attention of the dwarves. The dwarves were deeply attracted by the magical means displayed by Jia Lan. They were curious and surrounded the supplies that appeared out of thin air, but they didn't know what they were.

  In order to ease the tension with the dwarves, the mercenaries took the initiative to open the packages and take out the food, set up a fire and a soup pot to cook broth and barbecue.

  The tempting aroma soon spread in the dwarf village that feeds on fungi, making the dwarves drool and gather around the fire.

  Although the language is not understood, food and wine are excellent media for emotional communication.

  Soon, the dwarf warriors who were originally wary and repulsive to the mercenaries of unknown origin gradually let down their guard after drinking a few large cups of fine rye. They happily took out their treasured dark red drinks and gestured to the mercenaries.

  The mercenaries looked at each other, and none of them dared to be the first to try.

  After tasting the "rotten meat" handed to him by the dwarf elder, Jia Lan smiled and said to the mercenaries: "Don't worry, these things are not poisonous. Although they look a bit scary, they are indeed edible!"

  He pointed to the "rotten meat" in his hand: "This thing that looks like 'meat' is actually called 'skin fungus', which is a non-toxic fungus that grows in moist places underground. It may be difficult to accept eating it raw, but after baking, it has the aroma of shiitake mushrooms, and it tastes pretty good!"

  "And this blue 'bread' is actually 'spore bread' baked with flour ground from 'blue cap fungus' spores. It is the staple food of underground dwarves. The taste is similar to our rye bread."

  Seeing that Jia Lan had already started, the mercenaries also plucked up the courage to try the food given to them by the dwarves. They even boldly dipped some orange sauce served in mushroom bowls. It tasted spicy, but not hot sauce.

  "This is 'fire lichen sauce'!" Jia Lan also tasted it, and then picked up a cup of dark red drink and shook it and said: "This 'fire wine' is also fermented and brewed from this fire lichen that grows near the underground lava lake. Although it tastes like strong liquor, it actually does not contain alcohol and is very suitable for magicians who do not drink."

  As a profession that requires keeping a clear mind, magicians rarely drink. This "fire wine" brewed from fire lichen has aroused the interest of several magicians. They tasted it with great interest, enjoying the hot and spicy pleasure that only comes from drinking strong liquor.

  The dwarves gnawed on the fat and greasy roasted lamb and drank rye in big mouthfuls, and were also conquered by the delicious food from the surface.

  Although both sides spoke words that no one could understand, they smiled foolishly with their arms around each other and kept clinking glasses made of mushrooms.

  The two sides, who were originally wary of each other, soon became one.

  And Jia Lan listened quietly to the dwarf elder's account of what happened in this underground world after the decline of the "Holy Land".