Vaseerge never had the concept of "hot". He thought that he would not feel any discomfort with the red after living by the melting pot for his whole life. Just as he never thought that there would be a certain degree of "wind"

I was calm and flew away, just like I couldn't see the sun in the dungeon.

The aftermath of the bombing was blown away, and the strong light seemed to blind one's eyes. The loud noise echoed in the skull made people crazy. When the spirit was confused, the pain of carbonizing the skin was so profound.

Crawling on the ground, my body was facing two extremes, the torn air was tearing the body to pieces, and the soft earth wanted to rub people into it.

The third second after the tears evaporated, the Dwarf King barely regained his vision. He opened his eyes in pain and saw a glowing mud. The molten iron was like mud, and the other end of the McCanbert steel foundation was already

It became a big bubble pit. The debris of the fire digger were trapped in the "mud" and slowly sank down and even the residue would not be left behind.

The town hall, part of the Welcome Square, two commodity streets, disappeared, and the warriors who had fought there and their enemies.

A few minutes ago, Vaser Fire Hammer was still immersed in the despair of the fire diggers. It was ridiculous. The real end was caused by us. The terrifying Dragon Father made it difficult to recover with one breath.

casualties.

"Dwarf, what is the dragon..." The king of dwarfs who suffered a high-ranking blow escaped from the resentment of the battle and felt the sorrow of the little man in his heart. The gap in power instantly made him lose his fans from the belief in the Red Dragon. Now

The only thing this poor king wanted to do was mourn the dwarves who were completely integrated with the iron.

"What are you doing? Now is a great opportunity to take advantage of the victory." The voice of the Red Dragon Priest appeared behind him. It is strange that this soft steel land no longer conceals anyone's whereabouts.

"Is the battle... meaningful? Uncle, are we, their toys..."

Vaserge's depressed tone made the Red Dragon Priest very upset. He snorted coldly, grabbed the back of the dwarf king, and forced him to stand up. "Soldiers are still waiting for your leader, and they should not show cowardice at any time. We

The king.”

"But my people have been destroyed by our God! It's like stepping on an ant to death!" The pain of separation gave the nephew the power to refute, and to such a junior, the Red Dragon Priest punched him in the face of crying in his face.

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"I'm confused by the appearance, you idiot!" With the roar of the Red Dragon Priest, a new change appeared in the mud. Breaking out of the iron, the shiny figures all over their body gasped, bubbled one by one, and were flowing red.

Crawling out of the slurry, those who are unconscious will be lifted out by several fire elements. Vaseerg is dumbfounded and feels that he is self-righteous again.

"Where do you think the flame of life of the Red Dragon Immelt come from? On the top of your head is her father, the father of order separated from the chaotic mother body. There is no sourceless love, the power of the father of the dragon is

Rewards and punishments with strict rules. This is the iron law that even he himself will be bound. His power will not harm us who surrender, nor will he let go of enemies who disobey him."

"Is this... a reward..."

The iron on the surface of the body was sprinkled, but it was exposed with dark brown like rocks. The limbs seemed to be carved. The eyes that were once honest or cunning were now flashing with red light. The warrior of the dwarf, the follower of the red dragon, were tall

The golem was buckled with the cooled iron sheet and bowed to Vaseerge at its original size three times.

"The assembly is completed, no casualties, Your Majesty." Captain Paul frowned and thought about how to kneel down to make the dwarf king taller than him. It was too embarrassing to lie down.

"Captain Paul, are you still alive?" The dark dwarf king hugged the Warriors in surprise.

"The Garden Baron threw my remaining body into the flames, and the Dragon Father's power repaired me."

“That’s great.”

"Your Majesty, it's not time to celebrate, our enemies are not dead yet." The smelting golem looked at the other side of the smelting pool. General Malsim and his swarm were looking at this in surprise and doubt.

side.

"What is that? The secret weapon of the dwarf? The steel golem?" General Malsim vibrated his wings and issued an attack order with absolute order. He did not dare to look up and peek at the sky, nor would he allow the insect swarm to fear the existence in the sky.

The command was executed in the swarm.

The battle between the dwarves and the swarm broke out again. The golem army was the first to be hit. Without a handy weapon, they just fists to fight. Anyway, with the current tonnage, they would be considered a warhammer. Even more cunning golem slipped to the edge of the magma pool.

He picked up a pile of iron and used mud to cover his face. The lethality was amazing. The insect swarm also launched a counterattack in time. Unfortunately, the golem's physique and strength suppressed the fire diggers. Oh my God, the dwarf group finally couldn't trigger the giant killer.

"Ah..." General Malsim shouted, a despicable golem poured iron into his abdomen. While he was wrestling with another dwarf, he gritted his teeth. General Malsim's roar was overwhelmed for a moment.

The roar of the golem.

"It's just a little bigger and a little heavier! The swarm of insects will devour you sooner or later."

At the gate of the dungeon, endless wings flapping sounds appeared in the darkness, and the reinforcements of the fire diggers were overwhelmed. The adjutant flew at the forefront, leading the last three thousand adult insects.

The little bit of hope that the dwarf originally rose was almost extinguished.

"King! There are too many enemies! The number of golems is far from enough!" The dwarf attendant almost bluntly hinted that Vaser was going to do something. The dwarf king wanted to do very much, but as a mortal, he could not control the Dragon Father.

Bar.

"Uncle! Why don't you think the great Dragon Father help us?"

It's strange that Long Father hung over his head. Seeing the black army of insects, he should at least provide assistance, but now, let alone squirting, he didn't even shout loudly.

The Red Dragon Priest snorted coldly about this.

"Don't question the Father of Ten Thousand Dragons, look at yourself."

Ferreheimer kept silent and gave the Dwarf King a look that he understood.

Vaseerge felt that he understood that his treacherous remarks just now caused dissatisfaction with Dragon Father. It would never be possible to regard the dragon as a noble god. We must show the dwarf's worship of the dragon. To put it bluntly

Some, say more good things.

Although Vaseerg had questioned the dragon before, he should kneel down and apologize and apologize, but this is too motivated. He is the king of dwarfs! An enlightened monarch. After all, Vaseerg still can't hold his face down, although

I returned to the Red Dragon belief and broke my trust for a few minutes, but my shame still made it difficult for me to adjust my mindset instantly. But it doesn't matter, there are many blind red dragon fans like the dwarves. He needs a warrior of love and justice,

Seerge conveyed the order.

On the other side of the world barrier, Yemotal, the father of the dragon, looked here silently. He did shut up. After realizing that his power could not accidentally hurt the dwarves, why should he help these people who covet their daughters?

The crawlers, they and the fire beetles can be consumed. Seeing that they can't beat them, spray a mouthful of dragon breath to create a mobile spring for them. As a dwarf, it will take more hardships to help the development of the tribe.

Now trapped in the land of flames, you can't use any other power other than the flames. The clan of Little Merr who can't kill is the old father's victory, no matter whether he wins perfectly or miserably. Therefore, the dragon comfortably watches the fire from the other side of the river, and several elements that hint him to help.

The lord talks about the world.

Hey, I won't help.

The dwarves found the warrior. They discussed for a moment on the battlefield. The thin warrior was shot out by the golem. They faced a large swarm of flying insects with one person. The heroic and free and easy way made Wanlong

The father looked at him differently. The courage to move forward made Long Father feel a little favorable.

I forgot to introduce this warrior, named Ansi Bun, president of Immelt's Wife Association, Immelt's Life Supervisor focused on the target. He flew in the air with an unparalleled aura and serious expression.

, screaming with amazing speed.

"My father-in-law is here! Please be worshipped by my son-in-law! Although I did not get the consent, I knew Imelt would be my wife. I wanted to say something to my father-in-law while taking advantage of this moment of life and death. After this

I will go back to my hometown to marry Little Immelt. I plan to hold a wedding at McCanbert and a wedding at her parents' home. After the wedding, we will settle in the melting pot but will go back to see you from time to time.

, I want to give birth to twenty little dragons. Although Immelt will definitely be shy, I know she must want to give birth to the crystallization of love with me. One of them I want to use the name of my father-in-law, even if you die one day, you

They will also live in our lives in some form…”

He was still chattering, but it didn't matter anymore.

The doomsday above his head was ignited again. The muscles on the Father of Ten Thousand Dragons were twitching. Mr. Dragon was more like a crazy flame element at this time, and his whole body was in flames.

"Die for me!!! Bedbugs!!!!"

The sun, no, the bigger sun, swallowed Anthy Binder and the bugs around him.

The dwarf who had been prepared was hiding behind the golem. In the strong light, Vaser Fire Hammer showed a satisfied smile.

"Father Long, he really loves dwarves. Such a reckless idiot is willing to reduce his strength." In the heart of the dwarf king, the father Long has already scratched the merciful elder.

In the pile of corpses that the fire-digger sank, the molten fire golem emerged from the mud without staining. He raised his arms and shouted, feeling excited.

"My father-in-law, he agreed!"

"Agree NMB!" Another sun bombarded the molten golem, and his body became more solid in light and heat.

The dwarfs watching were shedding tears in pain and were deeply moved.

"My compassionate father-in-law, he is too gentle, for fear that this kid will get cold."

The dwarf king was full of energy and waved his terrified eyes in General Malsim.

"Come on, the Red Dragons! We will march in the praises and praise the great dragon father of the zenith with the corpses of the enemy!"

The battle, no, the massacre began.

The dwarf rushed into the swarm and shouted: "Father-in-law, I love you!" Wherever he went, ashes were destroyed, magma surging, and the red dragon son-in-law rushed around like an undefeated god of war.

"My father-in-law, I love you!My mother-in-law, I love you, Imelt, I love you!My father-in-law, I love your whole family!!!"

"Die!!! Go and die!!!Do you die for me!!! Bugs!!!"

"I cried to death. He really loves our family!!!"

The swarm of insects fell apart in the rage from the sky. They were not defeated by the dwarves, but by God, and the bond between God and the dwarves (laugh).

General Malsim was floating in the air like a little insect that had undergone a catastrophe. He looked at everything in front of him in silence, his heart full of reluctance and humiliation.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. It was the fire hammer of the dwarf King Vaserg Fire Hammer. He was carrying the hammer, his whole body was covered in dust, and his eyes were dazzling.

"In the name of Fire Hammer, I specifically selected the red dragon Immel as the mother of the dwarf kingdom, and carved the dragon clan into the genealogy of the dwarf clan!!!"

“#$&@_&_…”

Longfu's voice could no longer be heard clearly during the explosion, but he must have been moved.
To be continued...