Lord Roar

Chapter 161 Boundless Blessings
Alan stood among a group of dwarves, holding up his pants and looking at Giselle in embarrassment, his face flushed slightly.

At this time, Master Daogen was holding his belt, and several dwarf elders were holding his thighs.

Just now he just stretched out his hand and slapped Master Dogen away, but another dwarf elder rushed forward with agility that was extremely unsuitable for his body shape, and almost took off his pants.

Caught off guard, Alan almost disappeared, but fortunately only a small petal of his butt was exposed.

Giselle smiled coquettishly beside her.

If it had been changed before, Allen would have kicked them all away one by one, but he suddenly felt that these short guys were more difficult to deal with than the ogres outside the city gate. A dwarf, and a few dwarves came out of nowhere and hugged him tightly.

Allen looked at the dozens of dwarves around him who seemed to be ready to sacrifice generously at any time, and said angrily: "Have you guys had enough trouble, let go quickly, the ogre will hit the door in a while, and I just want to break through to the door." The Mulu Mountains can't help it either."

Master Daogen held on to his belt tightly and refused to let go, shouting stubbornly: "No, you can't go, the fall of Fort Hammer won't let you go to die."

"Look at me, I look like a golden dwarf. Let go. If I don't go, who will I go? If you don't let go, I'll beat you." Alan scolded angrily, "Get out, you stop me, then who do you say will go?" Breakout?"

Dozens of dwarves pointed at the big Babylon with a good physique and said, "Let him go."

Allen said helplessly: "Didn't he go there by himself to die? How could he destroy the plane crack by himself."

"Who cares if he dies or not, you can't go anyway." Master Dougan refused to let go, and yelled for other dwarves to stop Alan.

Allen stopped struggling, hugged his belt tightly and said, "Okay, I won't go, everyone wait here to die."

Babylon the Great was covering his belly and laughing, winked and said, "Haha, the chief is actually a gold dwarf, a dwarf...haha, I'm dying of laughter."

Allen gave him a blank look, and explained to Master Dougan: "You must have made a mistake. I even have barbarian chiefs who are foreigners, so how could they be of your golden dwarf lineage?"

"Then how can you win the heart of a dwarf?"

"I didn't know, I just picked it up like that, besides, I have added strength and comprehended the barbarian war ring, wearing a giant beast belt, not to mention picking up your broken hammer, I dare to go up and fight with a giant dragon. "

"Then you are a gold dwarf! I say yes."

Allen explained patiently: "I've said it all, I'm not a golden dwarf. Look at my head, how do I look like a dwarf? Have you ever seen such a burly dwarf?"

"Yes." Master Daogen nodded affirmatively.

Allen asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"

"you!"

Allen was also completely convinced, and said patiently: "I'm really not a gold dwarf, you must have misunderstood the person."

"Then how can you win the heart of a dwarf?"

"I didn't know, I just picked it up."

Master Dogen said stubbornly: "Then you are a gold dwarf! I say yes."

"You've seen someone so tall... I went to Nima, you're never finished."

Allen suddenly felt that the head of Fort Hammer, who was full of water, would definitely become happy friends with East, and the two of them could talk back and forth without getting bored all night.

He felt that his head was about to explode, he was not Thor, and that broken hammer was not Thor's hammer, why did these dwarves believe that they had the blood of the golden dwarves.

If it wasn't for the fact that Babylon the Great, who was so powerful just now, couldn't lift the broken hammer after tossing for a long time, he really wondered if these dwarves had set a trap for him.

Master Dogen said seriously: "I can't let the last remaining gold dwarf on the continent disappear on the Gania Plain, you can't go anyway."

"Big Babylon, even if he breaks through to the Mulu Mountains, he may not have enough time to destroy the cracks in the plane, right? You guys have no fighting power at all, and my companions are exhausted. Who else do you think?" Is it appropriate to go? Leaving aside whether I am a gold dwarf or not, I must solve the problem of the ogre right now, if it weren’t for De Niro’s refusal to go with me, I wouldn’t even bother wasting time with you.”

A dwarf elder next to Master Dogen looked back like a chicken thief, and whispered to everyone: "The gold dwarf can't go, but there are human swordsmen inside, let him go."

Several dwarves nodded in agreement, and even Master Dogen, who was always afraid that the death of the Juggernaut would cause trouble here, nodded along.

Allen smiled wryly and said, "Look at the blind old man vomiting blood. Aren't you killing him?"

The chicken thief dwarf elder retorted: "He also kept coughing a few days ago, didn't he still show his power just now, it's okay, he can't die after spitting a few mouthfuls of blood."

Master Dogen nodded in agreement and said: "Anyway, he will cough to death sooner or later. It doesn't matter if he dies sooner or later. You can't go anyway."

Big Babylon twitched away the dwarves next to him, walked up to Allen and gave him the dragon painting, and said anxiously: "Stop talking nonsense to them, chief, let's go and destroy that crack. Going back to the tribe is also a good way to brag."

De Niro called a few people to lift the sledgehammer on the ground, and said to Allen: "Boss, you should throw away that broken dragon halberd, it's too disrespectful. I said that broken stick is too It’s ugly and weird, let’s exchange it for the dwarf heart of our Fort Hammer, only such a holy object is in line with your identity!"

Allen glanced at the ugly hammer with disdain.

What kind of trash is this?

Master Dogen saw that he couldn't convince Allen, so he had to propose a compromise and said: "Then no one should go, let your companions call for reinforcements, and you lead our tribe to continue guarding Fort Iron Hammer."

Allen looked at a group of dwarves who had no fighting power at all, and said helplessly: "No, in that case, Castle Hammer will definitely not be able to support the arrival of reinforcements."

"If it falls, it will fall. You can't go anyway. Fort Iron Hammer will fall if it falls. There are still countless Silver Hammer Castles and Copper Hammer Castles, but the blood of the golden dwarves cannot be cut off."

Allen and Master Dougan stared at each other, neither of them could convince the other.

The dwarf elder who was the chicken thief just now stood up again, and said wretchedly, "You can leave if you want, but you must leave the blood of the golden dwarf behind."

"What do you mean?" Allen asked at a loss: "How to stay!"

The chicken thief elder clapped his hands, and saw seven or eight shy female dwarves walking out behind him.

All of them were red on the plateau, all had big beards on the chin, all were less than one meter tall, all had waists and buckets, and twisted their asses that were as big as millstones and looked at Alan with winking eyes like silk, with a look of refusal and shyness look like.

If it weren't for these female dwarves with a few strands of hair on top of their heads and a particularly gaudy big red flower, ordinary foreigners would really have no way to distinguish their gender.

Master Dogen said wretchedly with the look of a senior bustard: "They are all in the ovulation period, and they are all virgins! It's cheap for you."

Allen felt that he had been spiritually castrated under the gaze of these female dwarves.

Babylon the Great looked at his chief enviously, and laughed. . . .

(End of this chapter)