137. Slaughterer (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

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Clang...!

Stifling heat filled up the room.

Clang-!

A large hammer slammed down.

Clang-! Clang-! Clang-! Clang-!

Dozens of dwarves were hammering away with powerful blows. The muscles on their thick arms trembled.

Their hammers continued to strike down on the large fang that had been heated until it had taken on a crimson hue.

"We need to melt this fang down-!"

"Increase the heat!"

"Raise the furnace's temperature even higher-!"

The short-statured dwarves bellowed loudly while hurriedly running around here and there.

They manipulated the blast furnace powered by the molten lava flowing from the volcano and increased the heat even further. Even though the forge had been sealed shut from the rest of the world, a darkish crimson glow still escaped from the gaps to illuminate its surroundings.

Belrog commanded his fellow dwarves, "We need to finish our task quickly so that the dragon fang can come alive once more!"