Chapter 470: Volcano challenge


"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!"
In the devastated fortress, the noisy Oaks gathered together, and the burning fire column slightly dispelled the long-lasting thick fog, making the night less strange.
On the cleaned ground, a ten-meter-long wooden table lay among the noisy boys, and the guards and chiefs joined the shouts.
At one end of the long table was Guk, who was standing on the ground with his hands on his chest, and at the other, Grak and Namat.
They stood on both sides of the table, staring at each other. Two rows of white bone bowls were placed on the table from beginning to end. These bone bowls were very fresh, and some of them were not wiped off.
The liquid in the bowl was copper-green, exuding a very pungent alcoholic smell, while the farts were carefully dropping brown mushroom-like things into the wine.
This thing is called [Spicy Ball], it is actually a variant of Squag, because after receiving cìjī, it will release strong cìjī gas and powder, and it is usually used by children as a dietary supplement. , Of course, occasionally used as a weapon.
How hot is it?
Normal creatures only need to inhale the gas it releases, which is enough to cause syncope. Inhaling two mouths, it will reach the lethal amount, and it may even directly damage the lungs and trachea.
As for the powder it releases, it is something that can directly burn the skin.
Even kids with very heavy tastes will not eat too much at a time because their stomachs can't stand it.
But today, Grak launched the "Volcano Challenge" to Namat.
This is a popular gambling game in the Oak Pub, because the wine can be very large and spicy, causing it to release all the powder at once. All such wine is also called [lava].
Whoever can drink lava in one bit will win, or if both are powerful, it will be more lava than anyone.
This is a game that may be life-threatening. Even Ouke's iron stomach may directly drink to death. Therefore, there are even more dead children than dead on the battlefield.
Grak didn't care.
Nanat is even less able to counsel. This is a matter of face, not to mention the challenge initiated by a warlord. If he does not take it, then the boys will doubt whether he can become a warlord.
Very simple logic, so he must take it anyway.
"All right!"
Throw the last spicy ball, and the farts fled the table as if flying.
"ready."
Gook glanced at the two bosses, then picked up a large bowl on the table, took a sip, and then fell to the ground.
"Start!"
After he finished speaking, the two bosses began to pour into the mouth bowl by bowl at a very fast speed, in the process they kept staring at each other.
"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!!!!!!"
The boys screamed even harder. They slapped, kicked, made their own sounds, and released their emotional emotions with huge noises.
Not long after Gu Ke drank, he felt a fire rising from his stomach, and he kept pouring into his throat.
"Drink! Good!"
Even he roared as if to blow out the fire in his throat.
Halfway through the drink, Namat was already out of control. His face began to become distorted, as if deliberately suppressing emotions. The whole body was swollen with blue muscles, and the speed slowed down. Every time it was forced into the throat At least half of the wine will overflow from his fangs.
But Grake was still drinking at the speed he had just started, and even a smile appeared on his face, and every time he lifted and lowered his arm, he seemed at ease.
Guk knows the bottom of this guy. He is a freak who can drink [lava] as a daily drink. This amount really doesn't necessarily make him difficult.
"Waaaagh!"
Seeing to be lagging behind, Namat suddenly yelled and raised the speed, and the distortion in his face quickly turned into madness.
Goodong~!
The two bosses were at the same time as they approached the finish line, and Grak's eyes twitched a little. He couldn't figure out why this guy was no longer good, why suddenly became so fierce again.
A smile appeared on Guk's face, he knew what had happened.
Namat's mental power evaporated the drunk wine directly in his throat, so his nose and mouth kept smoking, which was considered cheating, but he did not intend to pierce.
Boom!
At the moment when he drank the last bowl, Grak shook it. This amount was also a challenge for him, but Namat seized the opportunity, before he finished drinking, and then put the bowl down A fall on the ground.
"Oh oh oh oh!!!!!!"
The children of the Iron Fist Gang cheered loudly, and some guys even jumped into the air with excitement.
"Boss is awesome!!!"
"The boss is a warlord!!"
"Waaaagh!"
Facing the thunderous cheers, Namat raised his arms and turned and waved to his boys, while Grak threw the unfinished bowl down on the ground in exasperation, and walked angrily to Guk.
"This guy is fooling around, obviously..."
"If you lose, you lose. Look at the kids, don't lose your face."
Pushing down Grak's evil fire, Guk took a step forward and said aloud:
"Winner! Namat! According to the previous agreement, half of the loot of the Goff Corps today belongs to the Iron Fist gang!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"
Guk just announced the result, and the guard leader Mangul came to him.
"Boss, a missing convoy has returned."
"Which?"
"The iron fist."
After listening, Gook beckoned to Namat, and the other party immediately trot back.
"Boss."
"Are you missing a convoy before?"
"Uh……"
Narmat thought about it, and it took a minute for him to remember because of the interference of alcohol.
"Oh! Yes, on the side of the first iron tooth, saying that a team is missing and can't be reached."
"They are back."
"Really! It might be lost, I went back and taught them."
"But only half are left."
Manggur threw a cold sentence, and Namat was stunned for a few seconds, and did not react.
"what?"
"They said they encountered an ambush and only returned five of the ten tanks."
"This……"
"Did they say there was an ambush?"
After Guck asked, EbookFREE.me~ Mangul's tone eased.
Today's battle is almost overwhelming. Although the resistance of the orcists is fierce, there are also many new weapons, but it is still impossible to stop Ouke's steel offensive.
Throughout the day, only seven or eight large dirty cars broke down due to failures, and the rest did not receive serious damage, but now there are no more than five, which is very worthy of attention.
"They can't tell for themselves, but they brought something back."
"Go and see."
Goog took two steps, then turned around and found that Nmat was still fālèng, so he pawed on the other person's head.
"what!"
"Ah fart, go with me."
"Yes Yes!"
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