Chapter 602: The Dwarf King is a fighting lunatic

In the Hefeng Continent, there are several kinds of people who are the most troublesome: profit-only villains; capricious rogues, virtuous hypocrites, and fighting lunatics.
Unfortunately, the Dwarf King is the last category.
Moreover, what made me even more speechless were the sturdy young men behind the Dwarf King, er, the sons of the Dwarf King, who had the same expressions as the Dwarf King.
Fortunately, Princess Aurora didn't pull out her own fighting tools, nor did she have the eager expression of pain.
In other words, Princess Aurora seems to be a dwarf magician.
While waiting for the weapon of the Dwarf King with everyone, I suddenly discovered that the many sons behind the Dwarf King seemed to be missing a familiar figure.
He loves to brag, so proud, and still a fat man.
He is Princess Aurora's brother, Stilwell.
I scratched the shoulders of Princess Aurora (her arms are too low to attract attention) and asked, "Where is your brother?"
"They are all here" Princess Aurora tilted her head and said, "Is there any problem?"
"Hey, it's not you brothers, I mean that fat, bragging..."
"Oh, you are talking about Brother Stilwell" Princess Aurora smiled and said, "Father has already'married' him out."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" I opened my eyes wide and surprised: "'marry' out? He is a man, and he is also a dwarf prince!"
Princess Aurora gave a giggle, she said: "Yes, just married out, it's incredible."
"It's incredible," I said expressionlessly, "I don't know how to be serious."
"Actually, it's like this," Princess Aurora whispered: "Brother Stilwell was credited for picking Saladica. His father gave him a lot of money, but he didn't have a position. He felt aggrieved. He publicized his'great achievements' in the neighborhood, but, given his usual bragging problems, almost no one believed him. Now, he was upset, thinking that his propaganda was not strong enough, so he paid a lot of money. , Began to fanfare and touted his merits. In fact, it was nothing. It was just a long time and the neighborhood felt annoyed. They went to the palace to report, saying that His Royal Highness Three Prince disturbed the people, and he happened to receive it at this time. A certain goblin nobleman invited him to a banquet, so he took his third brother to the appointment, and at the banquet, selected a girl to be my third brother’s fiancée, and the next day, he was "married" out."
"Ah, I understand roughly, but the word "married" is not clear enough" I wondered: "Why didn't Stilwell say "married", but he "married"?"
"Our dwarves have such a rule." Princess Aurora blinked and said, "To marry is to bring the girl back to live with the man's parents; to marry is to bring the boy to live with the woman's parents. Do you understand?"
I nodded.
Hey, the little fat guy is missing, but a lot of fun is missing.
Just when I was thinking about it, David suddenly asked the Dwarf King, "Don't you call your little fat man over? These battles might make your little fat man fall in love with adventurers.
The dwarf king shook his head, sighed, and said, "He is not an adventurer at all. How many times have you seen him holding a warhammer? How many times have you seen him holding a sword?"
"Maybe, he doesn't like those cold weapons. Or, call him and let him try to drive a puppet?" David frowned and said, "I wanted to say that."
"Just his body shape, let's take it." The dwarf king covered his face and said, "I think how I gave birth to such a guy when I was a handsome, handsome and handsome guy. A body shape was actually fatter than the two of us. To play, you just can’t hold a weapon to brush a copy!"
Speaking of this, the Dwarf King almost burst into tears.
David also turned his head to the side, but I could clearly feel from his expression that this guy was not feeling bad at all, but gloating.
Damn it, thought he wanted to reunite with the Dwarf King's family. Unexpectedly, he actually took the opportunity to complain about the shame of the Dwarf King. This goblin king, black belly is OK!
Not much time, the dwarf king's weapon was carried over by a few short men panting.
When I probed it, it was a warhammer.
The warhammer is very large, two turns larger than a normal warhammer.
The hammer handle is very short, as short as the handle of an axe.
However, the whole body is silvery white with a metallic luster.
"This is a warhammer made of Mithril." The Dwarf King said as he went into battle, "It was handed down from my family."
Is it made of Mithril?
I frowned and took the Taito from Dewey again, and while confronting him, I secretly said: "This Taito is made of stainless steel, and it is a bit like a low-grade stainless steel material, which is not as strong as mythril. There are many grades, if it is head-on, one round will be discounted."
Hey, distress, distress.
Just thinking about it, the dwarf king yelled: "I'm going to go!"
After calling, he was full of white light, which was much more solid than the white light of Harold who had played against him.
A few steps apart, I can clearly see that the white light is like a thick layer of clothing, worn on the dwarf king, and while moving along with the dwarf king, it draws out a short segment of illusory light and shadow.
His pace was fast, and the warhammer in his hand came more fiercely. I was able to jump away just before he dropped the hammer.
The angular hammer head hit the ground fiercely, and the hard underground rock layer was instantly cracked by his hammer. At the same time, the white light hit me hard like a shock wave that spread out.
Fortunately, I dodged in time. If I resist or get hit, I will end up pretty badly.
I wiped away the cold sweat and thought to myself.
The dwarf king is fast and powerful, and looking at his white light and muscle mass, it is certain that his defenses are not weak.
Although my strength is far behind him, my speed is fast enough to crush him.
So I decided to use my strengths to attack his weaknesses.
Moving at a fast speed while attacking at a fast speed is my current method.
The blade of the low-grade stainless steel slashed on the dwarf king's flesh, making a light sound after another. Soon, a dozen bloody, shallow wounds were added to the dwarf king's skin.
However, looking at the expressions of the dwarf king... and the expressions of his many sons, it seems that he does not anger me, or even takes it seriously!
The dwarf king smashed out with a hammer and forced me back a few steps. He suddenly laughed and said, "You guy is so fast, and I can hack it very well. I like it very much, hahahaha, but your power is too small. Also, why don’t you have to deal with the black fog of the puppet? Do you think I’m not qualified? Or are you afraid of hurting me? It’s okay, you just use it, as long as I hit hard, no matter how many injuries, I won’t blame you , Hahahaha!"
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