The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 547 Disturbance on the Timeline ([-])
The two dwarves whose foreheads were touched by William were like drunken drunkards. After walking a few steps staggeringly, they also fell to the ground softly with a clatter, leaving only one with a puzzled face. Du Miao'er stared at her fallen companion in stunned amazement, her mind was buzzing and she was at a loss.

Of course, William did not let go of the only dwarf thug survivor. He stepped forward, reached out, and grabbed the back of the lone dwarf's head with one hand through the helmet, forcefully pulling the steel-clad meat that weighed hundreds of pounds. The mound was lifted up.

The fingers, which were more terrifying than a vise, forcibly grabbed the steel helmet that was nearly half an inch thick, and the poor dwarf squeezed screamed.

The shrieking howls of the companions diverted the attention of the remaining dwarves, and then they saw the companions who were held up by one arm like a little piggy. The first thought in the hearts of these dwarf thugs was, This coward is a bit ashamed.

Then they saw a few friends who were lying on the ground, whose life and death were unknown. These small steel cannons were suddenly frightened and angry, and rushed towards William, shouting angrily.

Dwarves are some of the brave races among all intelligent races. They basically don't feel afraid because of the size gap with their opponents. This is almost the only one among all mainstream intelligent races.Warriors in races such as humans, elves, orcs, at least need special training to rely on courage or faith to overcome the fear of larger creatures.

But the dwarves are not. To put it bluntly, they are the humanoid flat-headed brothers in the land of Faerun.

Except for a few weird ones, even a rookie dwarf who just walked out of the house can grab an ax and a hammer without fear to give giants a pedicure and a fingernail.This is a talent derived from the blood of the dwarves, which is related to their racial origin.

It is said that dwarves originated in the age of giants. They were originally created or led to this world as servants and slaves of giants.The enslaved dwarves were unwilling to be oppressed, and finally rose up to resist the counterattack and successfully broke the shackles imposed on them by the giants. In this regard, they did better than another race of Ghis with a similar fate, at least in terms of psychological construction. much.

Of course, this does not mean that the dwarves are not afraid of death. When they face an opponent that is really invincible, the dwarves will still choose to escape or even surrender as a means of survival.After all, dwarves are just a little bit stubborn, not stupid.

Facing an opponent like William who was more than half taller than them and looked very difficult to deal with at first sight, the remaining heavy-armored dwarves did not lose their minds. They lined up and rushed towards William. When they were walking, they suddenly raised their hands and threw their hand axes or flying hammers, then grabbed the steel shield hanging on their backs, and slammed into it fiercely with their thick short legs.

To be honest, although the strength of these dwarf heavy armored thugs is good, William doesn't take it seriously, but the dwarf's close-range shooting tactics gave him a "surprise".

Ever since he stepped into the chaotic gap, William never expected that his sincere perception, which had always been invincible in the past, would temporarily go on strike. This made him not only unable to detect in advance when facing a crisis, but instead appeared a lot of things that should not be done because he was not used to it. Some mistakes.

William really didn't expect that these silly-looking butchers would still retain such a powerful hand, which was a power he had never seen in the dwarves of Mirabar.

The face-riding attack from the dwarves—[Hammer of Judgment], condenses the power of thunder, attaches it to the hand ax or warhammer, and uses all the strength of the whole body to project it at the targeted enemy, causing physical, spiritual, lightning and other multiple injuries and a series of negative effects. Effect.

In fact, [Hammer of Judgment] is the unique secret skill of the dwarf arbiter, a short-lived powerful combat profession in dwarven history.The number of dwarf arbitrators is very small, but they occupy a very important position in the early dwarf clans. They are dwarven elites who have awakened the power of the mind and have the unique ability to see through people's hearts.

However, one of the most outstanding arbitrators of the dwarves, a female dwarf named Deep Dulla, had an unprecedented ambition because she had peeked into too many secrets.In order to expand the power of the dwarf arbiter, she did not hesitate to cooperate with the expelled fallen Dilro dwarves and even the illithid race, and did a lot of outrageous and even unethical things.

Due to Shendi Dula's coquettish operation, the number of dwarves awakening spiritual power has indeed increased, and they even formed an exclusive dwarf group-Durga, and Shendi Dula even became a god because of this.But this also led to the transformation of the dwarf arbitrators. They became cruel and evil. Not only were they deprived of their invincible power by the dwarf Lord Moradin, they also lost their lofty status in the entire dwarf race.

The Durga dwarves were later banished from the entire group and settled in the Underdark as aliens, later known as the gray dwarves.

The group in front of William is the Durga dwarves who have not yet been exiled. Their strength is almost nothing compared to the orthodox dwarf arbitrators, but they still retain a trace of the orthodox [Hammer of Judgment]—invincible .

He put the dwarf in his hand across his chest, acting as a meat shield to block the attack.But the thick meat shield was smashed to pieces by the oncoming warhammer, and even the dwarf's armor turned into shards flying all over the sky.

But this didn't completely cancel out the faceless attack, because there were quite a few hand axes and flying hammers with dangerous power rushing towards him at a slightly slower speed.As a last resort, William had no choice but to take the risk of transforming into an invisible blaze, expanding his flaming body as much as possible into a net-shaped leaky surface, trying to filter those fatal attacks.

Accompanied by thunderous tremors, William, who felt a little dizzy, finally survived. He had to be thankful that he still had the life-saving trick of turning into flames, otherwise, even if he hadn't been blasted into pieces by the low-profile version of [Hammer of Judgment], he would have survived. He had to be hammered to death by the dwarf who rushed up from behind.

Like a herd of galloping boars, the Durga dwarves, bearing shields and warhammers and axes, roared through the flames of William's avatar.

They felt lonely, facing William's flame incarnation, the Durga dwarves suddenly felt helpless.

No wonder the Durga dwarves scratched their heads. If normal magic can still be used, they have countless ways to extinguish the flame incarnated by William, and the only way for the dwarves to kill William normally at this time——[Pseudo Judgment Hammer], but only one blow per day.

But this doesn't mean that if this stalemate continues, the dwarves really can't think of a way to deal with William's flaming body.

While these angry dwarves were trying to move their stiff heads and search for a way to kill the flame life, William ended the stalemate ahead of time, and he quickly changed back to the human flesh and blood form.

Then William found that most of his physical strength was directly consumed by the attack just now, and an inexplicable sense of emptiness swept over his whole body, making him feel like his hands and feet were limp.

William knelt on one knee on the ground, leaning on the autumn water knife with a wry smile on his face. This is the 80-year-old woman who stretched her child-the boat capsized in the gutter.

However, becoming a soft-legged shrimp does not mean that William is just waiting to die. He still has the courage and means to fight to the death.

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