Chapter 658: The Dwarf King is a Battle Maniac
In Zephyr 6, there are several kinds of people who are the most troublesome: the mercenary villain; Capricious scoundrels, sane hypocrites, and battle maniacs. Ξγ(8)Ξ(δΈ)ChineseγΞη½ . οΌβ
Unfortunately, the Dwarven King is the last category.
And, what left me even more speechless were the sturdy lads behind the Dwarven King, well, the sons of the Dwarf King, who had the same expressions as the Dwarf King.
Fortunately, Princess Aurora didn't take out her battle tools, nor did she have that eager egg-sore expression.
In other words, Princess Aurora seems to be a dwarven magician.
While I was waiting for the Dwarven King's weapon with everyone, I suddenly appeared, and the many sons behind the Dwarf King seemed to be missing a familiar figure.
He loves to brag, he's so proud, and he's still a fat man.
He is Princess Aurora's brother, Stilwell.
I slapped Princess Aurora on the shoulder (her arms were too low to notice) and asked, "What about your brother?" β
"They're all here," Princess Aurora said, tilting her head, "What's the problem?" β
"Hey, it's not you brothers, I'm talking about the fat, braggart ......"
"Oh, you're talking about Brother Stilwell," Princess Aurora smiled, "Father has already 'married' him." β
"Huh?" My eyes widened and I was amazed: "'Marrying' out? He's a man, and he's a prince of the dwarves! β
Princess Aurora giggled, and she said, "Yes, it's just that I'm married, it's incredible." β
"It's incredible," I said expressionlessly, "it's just unbelievable." β
"Actually, that's right," Princess Aurora whispered, "Brother Stilwell has a lot of money for picking Saradhika, and his father has rewarded him with a lot of money, but he has no position, and he feels very wronged, so he hypes up his own in the neighborhood." Great achievements', however, in view of his usual likes to brag, almost no one believes it, this time, he was unhappy, thinking that his propaganda was not enough, so he spent money to hire a lot of people, began to make a big splash, touting his own merits, in fact, this was nothing, but for a long time, the neighbors felt annoyed, and went to the palace to report, saying that His Royal Highness the third prince disturbed the people, and his father happened to receive an invitation to the banquet of a certain goblin nobleman at this time, so he took the third brother to the appointment, and at the banquet, selected a girl as my third brother's fiancΓ©e, and the next day, he was given'Married' out. β
"Ah, I roughly understand, but I don't understand the word 'marry'" I wondered, "Why don't you say Stilwell 'marry', but he 'marry'?" β
"We dwarves have a rule like this," Princess Aurora blinked, "to marry is to bring the girl back to live with the man's parents; To marry is to bring the boy over to live with the woman's parents, do you understand this time? β
I nodded.
Hey, there's less of that little fat man, but it's a lot less fun.
Just as I was thinking this, Davide suddenly asked the dwarf king, "Why don't you call your little fat man over?" These battles may make your little fat man fall in love with the adventurer industry from now on. β
The Dwarf King shook his head, sighed, and said, "He's not an adventurer at all, how many times have you seen him take a war hammer?" How many times have you seen him hold a sword? β
"Maybe, he doesn't like those cold weapons, why don't you call him here and let him try his hand at piloting a puppet?" David's eyebrows moved, and he said, "I've wanted to say this a long time ago." β
"Just his size, come on" The dwarf king covered his face and said: "I think about how I gave birth to such a guy when I was handsome and handsome, a body size is as fat as the two of us, I can eat and play, but I can't hold a weapon and brush a copy!" β
Speaking of which, the Dwarven King almost burst into tears.
Davide turned his head to the side as well, but I could clearly sense from his expression that the thing was not upset at all, but gloating.
Damn, I thought he wanted the dwarf king's family to reunite, but who expected, he took the opportunity to complain about the dwarf king's shame, this goblin king, it's okay to have a black belly!
It didn't take long for the Dwarven King's weapons to be carried by several dwarves panting.
When I looked into it, it was a war hammer.
The warhammer is huge, two laps larger than a normal warhammer.
The hammer handle is short, so short that it resembles the handle of an axe.
However, the whole body is silvery-white, shimmering with a metallic luster.
"It's a warhammer made of Mithril," the Dwarven King said, as he battled, "it's from my family." β
Is it made of Mithril?
I frowned, took the sword from Dewey's hand again, and said secretly while confronting him: "This sword is made of stainless steel, and it is a bit like the material of inferior steel, and it is many grades worse than the strength of Mithril. β
Hey, distressed, distressed.
Just as he was thinking, the dwarf king shouted, "I'm going to go!" β
After that, the white light bloomed all over his body, much more condensed than the white light around Harold who had fought before.
A few steps away, I could clearly see that the white light was like a thick layer of clothing, worn on the dwarf king's body, and as the dwarf king moved, it drew a small illusory light and shadow.
His pace was quick, and the hammer in his hand came harder, and I could leap away the moment before he dropped it.
The angular hammer slammed into the ground, and the hard underground rock layer was instantly cracked by his hammer, and at the same time, the white light seemed to spread out as a shock wave, hitting my body hard.
Fortunately, I dodged in time, and if I resisted hard or was hit, I would have ended up miserable.
I wiped my cold sweat and thought to myself.
The dwarven king is fast and powerful, and looking at his layer of white light, as well as the muscles all over his body, it is certain that his defense must not be weak.
Although my strength is far from his, my strength is fast enough to crush him.
So, I decided to use my strengths to attack his weaknesses.
Moving with a rapid degree and attacking at the same time with a rapid degree is my current method.
The blade of the inferior steel slashed at the dwarf king's **, making a light sound again and again, and soon, more than a dozen bloody shallow wounds were added to the dwarf king's skin.
However, look at the expression of the dwarf king...... And the expressions of his many sons, it doesn't seem to make me angry because of this, or even take it seriously at all!
The dwarf king smashed out with a hammer, forcing me back a few steps, and suddenly laughed and said: "You kid is so fast, you cut me very fast, I like it very much, hahahaha, but your strength is too small, and why don't you have to deal with the black fog when you are a puppet?" Do you think I'm not qualified? Are you still afraid of hurting me? It doesn't matter, even if you use it, as long as I fight hard, no matter how many injuries I have, I won't blame you, hahahaha! β