Chapter 553: : Are you acting like a baby with me?

Arsuo was obviously irritated by Norman's unreasonable demands, but he was calmer than the others.
"Patriarch Norman, I am very sorry about Rita. Our dwarves are willing to send gifts as compensation. I hope you have a lot of them and can forgive us this time."
"Gift? Are you talking about the scrap copper and rotten iron you made?" Norman sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "Even if that kind of is given to me, I think it takes up space!"
The dwarves love invention and are proud of it.
Norman's sarcasm was an unbearable insult to the dwarves.
It's even more unbearable than forcing them to become hard work!
No one can take their inventions lightly!
No! Have! people! !
The dwarves were dazzled by anger in an instant, and burned all the little sanity left.
They yelled at Norman.
"You are rubbish! You simple-minded fool with well-developed limbs!"
Norman's face became gloomy in an instant.
The dwarves most annoy others about their heights, and the Goffins most hate hearing things like "simple mind and exaggerated limbs".
The provocation of the dwarves immediately hit the Goffin's sore spot.
Now there is no possibility of even the last point of reconciliation.
Norman's eyes passed over these dwarves, cruel and violent: "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you today!"
When the voice fell, he gave an order and led the Gaofen soldiers into the Swan Valley!
The cry of killing broke through the clouds, deafening!
The dwarves ran away in a hurry, avoiding the blades of the Goffins.
Arsuo stood among the chaotic crowd, yelling to exhaustion, "Stop! Stop it all!"
But no one listened to him.
The Goffins are busy killing people, and the dwarves are busy running for their lives.
I don't know who it was, but he slammed Arsuo in the chaos.
The elderly patriarch fell to the ground.
But before he got up, the beast under Norman raised its front paws and stomped on Arsor!
The sound of broken bones was concealed by the sound of killing, and blood flowed all over the floor.
The Goffins got red eyes and reaped their lives frantically.
The dwarves fell one by one.
In the process of escaping, Mark was almost killed by the Goffins. At the critical moment, his cousin Abi rushed out and blocked him with a knife.
Abi fell in a pool of blood, still staring in Mark's direction, and let out a weak voice: "Go, go, go."
"Uncle!" Mark rushed over frantically, picked him up on his back, and rushed out of the battlefield desperately.
Back home, Mark put his cousin on the chair.
At this time, Abi was already covered in blood and had no breath.
Mark wiped his face, blood and tears mixed, his face was muddy.
While crying, he helped Abi close his eyes.
"Uncle, I will avenge you!"
Mark rushed into the studio and withdrew a cannon that had just been finished.
He found a relatively high position and saw that the entire Swan Valley had become a Shura Field.
The blood was in hell, and Norman was riding on the back of the beast with unparalleled momentum.
He was covered in blood, mostly the blood of enemies.
He licked the blood splattered on his face and grinned like a lunatic dominated by slaughter.
He enjoyed the thrill of killing.
This makes him feel that he is the master of this world, and no life can escape the blade in his hand.
Mark trembling both hands adjusted the direction of the artillery. After lighting the fuse, a ball of fire shot out with a bang, flew into the sky, exploded suddenly, and turned into a gorgeous firework.
The people in the entire Swan Valley paused because of the loud noise.
But soon, they reinvested in the killing.
A shot of fireworks could not stop the Goofen’s killing pace.
Mark stared at the fireworks blankly, and then remembered that he could only prepare fireworks, not shells.
The formula of the cannonball is in your hands slowly.
The artillery without shells can only set off fireworks without any offensive power.
Mark covered his face and squatted down, crying bitterly.
Uncle, I can't avenge you.
At this time the sun was about to set, the sky gradually became dim, and the fireworks exploded in the air, making it particularly conspicuous.
The gentle goblins who were a few miles away saw it.
This was the first time that the goblins saw the fireworks, all raised their heads and opened their eyes wide, showing very surprised expressions.
"Wow! What a beautiful flame!"
The fireworks are indeed very beautiful, but slowly they care more about
The artillery is in Mark's hand, and it must be Mark who set off the fireworks.
But it's pretty good, what does Mark do with fireworks?
Could something happen in Swan Valley?
With an ominous premonition in her heart slowly, she yelled: "Lance!"
The night elf, who had run away without a trace, suddenly fell from the sky and landed firmly in front of her. He looked at her condescendingly, his face still stinky: "What?"
"I suspect something happened in Swan Valley. You are faster. I would like to ask you to go to Swan Valley to see what happened."
"Who do you think you are? Why do you want me to do something!"
Slowly put your hands together: "Just take it as I beg you, okay?"
Xuesha covered her face and couldn't see what she looked like at this time, but her voice was soft, feather-like, scratching people's ears.
The night elf's pointed ears moved, and it seemed a little uncomfortable. At the same time, his mood became even worse: "Are you acting like a baby with me? I tell you, I don't eat yours!"
"Can you really help me?"
Lance was particularly cold: "Don't help, you find someone else!"
"Oh," slowly looked disappointed, "then I will go find someone else."
"Who are you going to find?"
"Don't worry about it."
After a while, the night elf walked through the forest like a wind and charm, so fast that people could not see clearly.
Lance hurriedly spurned his lack of spine in his heart while rushing.
He was particularly upset when he heard that girl was going to find someone else.
The consequence of his unhappiness is that he impulsively agreed to her request.
He felt that this development was particularly bad.
If this continues, sooner or later he will be eaten to death by this girl!
Lance made a decision in his heart
After he was busy with this time, he left Lin Slowly and walked a long way, so that he would never see her again, so as not to be led by her nose.
As for Murphy's wishes, it is not within Lance's consideration for Fan Wei.
Anyway, the control of this body is currently in Lance's hands.
Lance did what he wanted.
The night elf was very fast, and it didn't take long before he reached the Swan Valley smoothly.
He glanced at it and saw that the entire Swan Valley was full of fighting figures, with a strong blood squeezing into his nose, and it almost suffocated people.
Oh, it's the Goffins who came in!