A first offender will be sentenced to guard the border area, far from the entire Stone Giant Community.
This punishnt may be difficult to understand for many who are unfamiliar with Stone Giants.
But for the Stone Giants themselves, it’s a significant penalty. Stone Giants, especially young ones, are very playful and sociable creatures. However, the gas they play are not ones ordinary beings can handle, like the stone-throwing contest or the stone-catching ga, which involves tossing and catching stones weighing hundreds of kilograms.
ntal loneliness is the most terrifying tornt of all.
Domingo is one of these individuals, punished for severe negligence during the last mission and thrown into the Dwarf Tomb, together with these dull and lifeless Gray Dwarves lacking a bit of enthusiasm for life and creative spirit, only knowing hard labor.
The Council of Death Chiefs devised this punitive asure solely considering its effective impact and the convenience of task assignnt.
They completely disregard the fact that, for those Stone Giants subjected to punishnt, if they can’t receive spiritual solace from their kin, they can only devote their energy to their beloved art, which might result in second or third instances of negligence.
However, so Stone Giants suspect it’s not that the Undead Chieftains of the Council of Death Chiefs don’t understand this reasoning but that they do it intentionally.
If they don’t do this, then how can they justly integrate the Stone Giants into their ranks — a Stone Giant punished for negligence three tis is deed by the Council of Death Chiefs to be no longer valuable to the Tribe of Stone Giants, at least not while alive, and will be transford into a more valuable undead existence.
Once transford into an undead state, even the basic emotions are gone, and where would the creative spirit co from, when have you heard of artists among the undead?
There is only terror and slaughter!
There are solid reasons for this; Giants are also of the Everlasting Kind, even the shortest-lived Hill Giants, like dwarves, have a lifespan of three to four hundred years.
Stone Giants neither live overly briefly nor long; if unhindered by external factors, they can live for eight to ten centuries.
If Stone Giants only naturally transition to an undead state upon natural death, the developnt speed of the Council of Death Chiefs would be extrely slow, wouldn’t it?
However, if negligence fits the Stone Giants’ nature, with a significant increase in Stone Giants being transford into the ranks of the Undead Stone Giants, those remaining will all ticulously and diligently serve the tribe.
Domingo is acutely aware of the severe crisis because his negligence is not for once, but twice; if there is another one, he will be reported among the ranks of the undead.
He is just two hundred years old, in the pri of his life, unwilling to join the emotionless undead ranks, solemnly questioning: "As dwarves yourselves, do you have any way of removing this seal?"
Did this guy have his ears or brain engaged in previous conversations?
Didn’t I already answer this question more than ten tis?
No wonder he was sent to the Dwarf Tomb; it’s not just re negligence, he hasn’t focused on work for a minute, at least not before.
Yuriu’s tribe has been enslaved by the Council of Death Chiefs for nearly a thousand years, naturally understanding them from top to bottom thoroughly.
The understanding of a Stone Giant’s nature sotis surpasses even oneself, holding back internal complaints, answering yet again what was already repeated countless tis, "Those remnants of Supre Shanata anticipated that you would use their furnace, thus they employed not ordinary sealing but a unique Vein Sealing Technique.
They integrated the entire vein with their city, allowing this vein only to be mined from their city, unbreakable from any other direction.
To remove this seal, bloodline-pure descendants of Supre Shatana must hold the seal key at the Dwarf City above — three conditions, not missing any one.
The seal at Colossus City is not rely concealnt, blocking the path to the Dark Domain.
If it were true, the Gray Dwarves would have long opened new routes from below over a thousand years, even if the vein was not fully mined through they would have pierced new paths.
Upon hearing the three conditions, Domingo imdiately discouraged, having t only half of them.
Gray Dwarves are indeed Satana descendants but are not Supre Shatana. Before the formation of Supre Shatana, they were already captured by Mind Flayers, let alone considering the mutative bloodline, whether it’s still considered a dwarf bloodline is still an unknown.
As for the seal key, who knows what it is?
It might be a custom-made key, a gemstone, or a piece of stone.
The seal key is but a designation for so item.
As for reaching the Dwarf City on the surface, this might be achievable for the Council of Death Chiefs, but for him, fear of failure looms.
It’s said a group of Trolls as tall as Stone Giants, and wise, has occupied there, establishing a vast Troll Kingdom.
"Can we search for new veins?" Domingo proposed lowering his expectations, seeking thods from other directions.
ntioning this, Yuriu’s resentnt intensified, gritting his teeth and said: "Finding new veins is not a matter of a day or night, especially when we are now entrenched four thousand ters deep underground, surrounded by thick, dry-hot rock layers, without the protection of the city’s heat-pump devices, we would be roasted in minutes.
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