Chapter 94

In the human kingdoms, some of the slightly more capable dwarves from their tribe could become the king's honored guests, treated with state ceremony, given whatever they asked for.

And if they were willing to forge weapons for some humans, there was no telling how many people would fight tooth and nail for that slot.

To obtain Heavenly Realm meteoric iron would be a matter of minutes.

Heavenly Realm meteoric iron was indeed rare, but if even dwarves couldn't melt it, naturally others would find it just as hard to melt!

For humans, its true value wasn't that great either—if it could be used to curry favor with a dwarven master, they'd naturally be willing to part with it!

So the Grey Fortress chieftain likewise recognized the material of that sword.

A sword forged from Heavenly Realm meteoric iron!

In terms of material alone, it possessed an innate advantage!

But when sword met sword, though it looked like a brute-force clash, in truth it wasn't that simple.

If the forging was poor, even with a material advantage, it would be hard to cleave the opponent's sword!

So, though the Grey Fortress chieftain felt a bad premonition, he had not yet completely conceded defeat!

"Iron Fortress Queen, even after Heavenly Realm meteoric iron is melted, reshaping it isn't easy, is it? This sword of yours…"

Before the Grey Fortress chieftain could finish his sentence, he saw the Iron Fortress Queen pick up her sword and walk to the sword-testing platform in the center of the great hall, then, under the gaze of every dwarf present, she brought the sword down in a forceful slash against the Grey Fortress chieftain's sword!

Flames ignited on the Sword of Divine Punishment.

And then…

"Clang!"

A crisp ring!

The Grey Fortress chieftain's sword snapped clean in two, clattering to the ground with another crisp ring!

The Grey Fortress chieftain's next word lodged itself right in his throat!

His mouth gaped open into an "O" shape!

The dwarven queen gathered the broken halves of the Grey Fortress chieftain's sword, drove the Sword of Divine Punishment into the sword-testing platform, then turned her head and regarded the Grey Fortress chieftain with an impassive gaze:

"Grey Fortress chieftain, you just said whoever could cleave your Juque Sword, you would acknowledge as king—didn't you?"