"Another one dead!"
The Upper-level Vassal of the God of Craftsmen, clad in armor and wielding a heavy hammer, listened coldly to the incoming news.
"Recently, five Middle Level Vassals have died, along with a dozen Lower Vassals, and even one Upper-level Vassal has disappeared."
"Obviously, someone is targeting us for extermination!"
"Yes." The Dwarf beside him nodded in agreement:
"Moreover, the assailant is very powerful or possesses means to restrain the God's Favored, otherwise, it wouldn't be so fast."
The vassals of the God of Craftsmen are mostly Dwarves, a race with forging talents surpassing others.
"Who could it be?" The Upper-level Vassal squinted and asked:
"Has there been any word from the Divine Son?"
"Our Divine Son is currently in a standoff with the Sky Battleship of the Creator, and it will be hard to determine a victor in the short term." The Dwarf shook his head:
