In the small world,
Preston looked at the [Mountain Soul's Fury] before him, pondering something unknown.
No other dwarves were around him, and the remaining dwarf guards followed his orders, guarding the entrance to the small world.
However, Preston did not wait long.
An old dwarf in a simple gray robe appeared not far away, walking step by step toward Preston.
Preston noticed the old man's arrival, nodded at him, and said:
"Archbishop Lian Del, I'm sorry to trouble you to come again."
"It's only right."
Lian Del nodded slightly, looking at the [Mountain Soul's Fury] in Preston's hand, and asked with some doubt:
"Is there something wrong?"
"Could it be that there's a problem with the [Mountain Soul's Fury]?"
Pausing, Lian Del looked around and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the tower where the [Mountain Soul's Fury] is enshrined, has it been destroyed?"
"Could it be that the Evil God believers have invaded here?"
Preston shook his head, smiling as he said:
