Upon hearing the dwarf king's words, the middle-aged dwarf Sha Qinghan immediately drew his long sword.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty the King!"
The First Legion Commander, Cha Qinghan, responded while brandishing his long sword.
However, to everyone's surprise, the target of his sword was not the unarmed dwarf citizens of the kingdom, but the guards by the king's side.
With his strength nearly at the peak of the Spirit Rank, killing these palace guards was as easy as cutting through vegetables.
In a flash, Sha Qinghan had dispatched all the palace guards.
Now, the dwarf king was truly panicked.
His entire face contorted, and his voice was filled with terror.
"Cha Qinghan! Do you know what you are doing! Damn it! You have always been the First Legion Commander most loyal to this king, yet it is you who ultimately betrays me! Are you betraying the great Dwarf race?!"
However, Cha Qinghan did not answer him. Instead, he turned to look behind him.
"Your Majesty..."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Cha Qinghan, and a sturdy young dwarf emerged from behind Sha Qinghan.
"Your Majesty! The Dwarf race can only truly hope to regain its former glory under the guidance of the Holy Lord!"
The sturdy dwarf youth was none other than Cha Mu'er, who had been placed in the dwarf kingdom by Xiao Mo.
He was the captain of the dwarf kingdom's Second Palace Guard and also the only son of the First Legion Commander, Cha Qinghan.
"Holy Lord?"
The dwarf king was puzzled.
But upon seeing the devout and fanatical expression on Cha Mu'er's face, identical to that of the Nature Treefolk, he instantly understood.
Then, gritting his teeth, he said hatefully,
"Damn scoundrels! So it was you two father and son who betrayed this king! Betrayed the Dwarf race! You also helped the Immortal Demon Tribe's army pass through the secret passage, allowing them to infiltrate the royal city without anyone noticing, almost unopposed, right?"
"You father and son are truly detestable! One is my First Legion Commander, and the other is my Second Palace Guard Captain! I trusted you so much, yet you conspired to betray me!"
"Why is this happening?!"
The dwarf king roared and bellowed, his face turning red and his neck thick with anger.
Cha Qinghan remained silent, ignoring the dwarf king's tirade.
But Cha Mu'er showed no politeness to the dwarf king.
"This is not betrayal, it is following a wise ruler! Under the guidance of the Holy Lord, I have found a bright path to revival for the dwarf people! Submitting to and believing in the Holy Lord is the best destiny for the dwarves!"
"In the near future, the Holy Lord will surely unify this world, and at that time, the glory of the Dwarf race will shine across the entire continent!"
As Cha Mu'er spoke, his gaze swept across the surrounding kingdom dwarves.
Although his gaze appeared sincere, the kingdom dwarves still looked at him as if he were a monster.
At the same time, their eyes were filled with terror, as if they had seen or heard something extremely frightening.
Even some of the timid treefolk began to tremble slightly.
"He's a monster! Run!"
Just then, someone suddenly shouted.
The next moment, the surrounding kingdom dwarves reacted abruptly and scattered in a panic, disappearing in an instant.
Seeing this, Cha Mu'er's father, Legion Commander Cha Qinghan, frowned slightly.
Then, he asked Cha Mu'er, "Can the Holy Lord you speak of resolve the current situation?"
Hearing this, Cha Mu'er nodded decisively and firmly: "Father, please rest assured! The Holy Lord is omniscient and omnipotent!"
Cha Qinghan opened his mouth, about to say something, when he saw Cha Mu'er staring intently at him.
"Father, you've forgotten again. The Holy Lord will also be your Holy Lord in the future. You must not be disrespectful to the Holy Lord!"
Upon hearing his son's words, Cha Qinghan's teeth ground together, his thick eyebrows twitching repeatedly as he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
This was his own son, and his only son. He couldn't kill him, or his lineage would end. So, he should restrain his temper!
Yes! That's right, restrain his temper!
Thinking of this, Cha Qinghan massaged the muscles in his face and forced a loving smile.
The nearby kingdom dwarves had already fled completely.
Besides Cha Mu'er, Cha Qinghan, and his confidants, only the dwarf king remained. His palace guards had all been killed by Cha Qinghan.
At this moment, the king's face was truly pale, devoid of any color.
He shouted at the fleeing dwarves to return, but alas, no one was willing to listen to him anymore.
He could only force himself to appear calm and roar at Cha Qinghan, "Cha Qinghan, you are this king's most trusted Legion Commander. Do you really want to betray this king? Do you truly wish to become a follower of the evil forces from another world? Aren't you afraid of being cut into a thousand pieces?"
Cha Qinghan glanced at the king and said loudly, "I'm very sorry, Your Majesty the King, I only have Cha Mu'er as my son!"
Although he said he was sorry, there was no trace of apology in his tone.
Upon hearing this, the dwarf king blurted out without thinking, "That's nothing. As long as you are willing to change your mind and kill Cha Mu'er, this king will bestow upon you ten, a hundred of the most beautiful dwarf women to bear you sons!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Cha Qinghan almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Damn it! Is this guy's brain not functioning properly!
Immediately, Cha Qinghan rolled his eyes and ignored the dwarf king.
He turned to look at the battlefield high above the city.
The Black Dragon King Aojin had already fallen, and the only remaining Kingdom Guardian, the old State Preceptor, was desperately fleeing.
All other Spirit Rank dwarf high-ranking officials, and those Spirit Rank dwarves temporarily conscripted from other tribes, had also perished.
The walls of the royal city had been occupied by the Immortal Demon Tribe's army.
The kingdom dwarves guarding the city walls were either killed or kneeling on the ground, surrendering their weapons.
On the battlefield outside the city, the dwarf kingdom army had been completely routed.
Tens of thousands of dwarves were being pursued and were fleeing in all directions.
In the endless abyss, the dwarf kingdom, which ranked high in strength, was now completely finished.
And his only son, Cha Mu'er, had become a believer and loyal follower of that powerful lord from another world.
Then, what reason did he have to refuse to surrender and submit?
In fact, as early as when he learned that the Immortal Demon Tribe had conquered the Nature Treefolk tribe, he had already prepared to surrender. Now, he was merely going with the flow.
"Alright! Stop struggling and come with us, my dear King!"
Hearing Cha Qinghan's mocking words, the dwarf king's face was filled with bewilderment.
"Go? Where to? Where are you taking me?"
"Where else could it be? Of course, we're going to open your treasury and offer all the treasures and resources within to that lord, in exchange for the peace of the dwarf kingdom!"
Upon hearing that he had to open the treasury, the dwarf king immediately refused.
"Impossible! The treasury belongs to this king! All the resources of the Dwarf Kingdom belong to this king. He absolutely cannot take what belongs to this king..."
"Clang!"
The next moment, the extremely sharp sound of a sword being drawn interrupted the dwarf king's scream.
It was Cha Mu'er, who, too impatient to argue with him, directly drew his long sword and held it to his neck.
The dwarf king's so-called peak Spirit Rank strength was forcibly elevated by the old State Preceptor using special methods.
In reality, he was just a paper tiger, a mere embroidered pillow.
He possessed a fearsome aura but his actual combat strength was at most only that of a tenth-rank King.
Coupled with his usual debauchery, his vitality was severely depleted, and he was cowardly to the extreme.
In conclusion, in a real fight, he probably couldn't even defeat Cha Mu'er, who had already advanced to ninth rank.
Not to mention, behind Cha Mu'er stood Cha Qinghan.
This was a true powerhouse on the verge of reaching the peak of the Spirit Rank.
Therefore, when Cha Mu'er held his long sword to the dwarf king's neck, he was instantly startled.
"Don't kill me! I... this king will take you to the treasury, alright?"