The game has become a real alternate world

The influence of the Demon's Blood is not insurmountable, but it's not something the Gray Mountain Dwarves can easily overcome.

Once the Golden Dwarves, the Gray Mountain Dwarves are undoubtedly warlike.

Getai, who naturally enjoys combat, is among the least belligerent of the dwarves.

To become the Sage, respected as Yata, Lurik must be even more rational.

Rationality in battle is the key to suppressing the influence of the Demon's Blood, but it obviously does not align with the dwarves' overall nature.

Or rather, it does not align with the overall nature of the Gray Mountain Dwarves, partly due to their tradition, partly due to their lineage.

"Another fine slave, indeed, I chose this place wisely," the demon laughed, his voice filled with delight.

...

"Drinks! Drinks!"

The Master of Brewing was pulling a huge carriage, piled high with open barrels of beer, the aroma wafting along the road.

He shouted, surrounded by guards led by Blake and others.

Smelling the beer and hearing the brewer's call, even the dwarves locked in combat froze momentarily.

"Beer? Where is the beer?"

"I want beer, give it to me!"

"Here it comes!"

In that instant, these dwarves managed to forcefully shake off the influence and rushed towards the direction of the carriage.

Due to the previous spirit-soothing ceremony and the heavy atmosphere throughout Gray Furnace Castle, most dwarves had not drunk beer for some time, which made the beer have such a huge impact on them.

Seeing this scene, the Master of Brewing took a deep breath and turned to Blake and the others: "I hope you Night Watchers didn't lie to me."

Blake smiled: "Trust us."

Ever since determining who the opponent was, Kana had been preparing for today.

After all, being influenced by the Demon's Blood within was inevitable, and that demon surely wouldn't stay hidden for long.

No subordinate of the Praise Bony Skull had ever been seen to be patient.

Naturally, Kana made various preparations for this, including the mostly foreseeable frenzy of dwarves being influenced and falling into battle fervor.

Being able to use alcohol to temporarily relieve the dwarves from their fervor was precisely a scene Kana had seen in the game.

That scene was so outrageous, no player who experienced that quest could forget it.

The desire to drink suppressing the impending boundless battle intent, who could have imagined such a thing?

Dwarves could indeed do such things, you can imagine for dwarves, beer is like the blood flowing in their veins.

"Hope the formula helps."

A few dwarves rushed over, gulping down the beer, and as it poured in, the redness in their eyes remarkably began to fade.

"I... my head hurts, who hit me!"

"Ugh~my leg, feels like it's about to break."

"Was it you hitting me?"

This group of dwarves gradually detached from the battle intent, and seeing this, the Master of Brewing's eyes widened.

"I've brewed beer for so many years, never thought there would be such a formula," the Master of Brewing's face was filled with surprise and joy.

It was as if, in an instant, the door to the New World had opened because of this.

Nobody had considered this direction, but now it seemed feasible.

"Quick, quick, Watchers, let's head to the next place!"

In a burst of vigor, this elder dwarven body, considered ancient among dwarves, unexpectedly erupted with tremendous strength, pulling the large barrels of beer and dashing off.

"Wait, there's an enemy!"

Another half-demon of the Blood Race, observing from somewhere, descended from the sky, flapping its wings as it rushed at the Master of Brewing without hesitation.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

With a fierce punch, it sent the descending demon flying.

Landing directly in front of Blake.

Blake and others looked at the enemy who had landed in front of them, already on the verge of death.

Only then did they realize that the seemingly harmless old dwarf was immensely powerful.

Perhaps due to his advanced age and ample experience, this old dwarf was exceptionally adept at concealing his entire aura.

Sword blade swung down.

"Feels kind of weird," Blake remarked, glancing at the numbers popping up at the corner of his eye.

It felt like gaining without effort.

Yet, the experience turned out to be quite high indeed, it was the first time he gained so much experience from a single entity.

This indicated that the enemy's strength was at least on par with his own.

"Hurry up and catch up, what are you dawdling about?"

The dissatisfied voice of the Master of Brewing came from ahead, and Blake and his group quickly followed.

Leaving behind the dwarves around them who were drinking and slowly withdrawing from the influenced state.

In the streets of Gray Furnace Castle.

Raelia was sprinting down the street, facing the influenced dwarves rushing towards her, she struck out with her long spear without hesitation.

With just one strike, she could knock the dwarf flying.

Agile technique combined with power could swiftly knock a dwarf unconscious.

Her target was not these dwarves at all but a half-demon of the Blood Race escaping.

A gust of wind suddenly blew, causing the half-demon overhead to lose balance.

Taking this opportunity, Raelia immediately halted, and the Fire Eye Long Spear in her hand burst into flames, which she fiercely threw out.

The spear transformed into a fiery stream shooting up into the sky.

It accurately pierced the half-demon, forcibly boring a large hole into its head.

It plummeted from the sky, hitting the ground in a twisted posture.

"Alright, all done."

Watching the numbers pop up in the corner of her eye, Raelia finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Abis, did you finish?"

The earlier gust must have been Abis's doing.

Sure enough, from a nearby alley, Abis emerged.

With a wave of her wooden staff.

The Fire Eye Long Spear lodged in the Great Demon was effortlessly lifted by a gentle breeze, flying towards Raelia.

"Truly terrifying, unknowingly one can fall into this state, tearing each other apart."

Holding the long spear, Raelia looked at the scenes within Gray Furnace Castle, unable to help but comment.

Although she loves fighting, she doesn't wish to battle endlessly, especially not in a controlled fight like this.

A cry echoed from the sky.

The body of a half-demon was thrown down from the sky, crashing and turning into a mush on the ground.

Watching the winged dragon darting through the night.

Raelia couldn't help but say, "Being able to fly is good, isn't it."