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After a while.

This grand "robbing people" activity finally came to an end.

However, although it was the end for Lin Chen, King Bronzebeard could not hide the heaviness on his face.

There was no trace of joy on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the atmosphere of the celebration that had just ended.

It must be said that Lin Chen's insight was indeed extraordinary, which can be seen from the gloomy face of King Bronzebeard at this moment.

The reason was that there were nearly sixty young and beautiful girls standing in front of Lin Chen.

Among them, Lydia attracted everyone's attention with her foul figure. The heart-warming curves were enough to make people want to return to the carefree childhood days just to see her more.

However, her beauty was so foul that it seemed that one more look would make people fall into an irresistible situation.

The iceberg beauty Senna was also leaning beside Lin Chen at this moment. She usually gave people the impression of being cold as ice.

But at this moment, they seemed to be attracted by Lin Chen's temperament. Under his iceberg-like appearance, he also revealed a rare tenderness.

This makes people sigh that the so-called goddess will show different styles in front of different people.

Ou Ya, Demi and others are the best of the best. Their existence undoubtedly adds a lot of color to this celebration.

Lin Chen's communication with them is even more imaginative.

Some people even joked that if Lin Chen is willing, he may be able to push the dwarfs' cause of having many children and many blessings to a new peak by his own efforts.

In addition to these dwarf beauties, there is another special person who also attracted everyone's attention, that is, the queen of the elves, Wanzhou.

Although she was dissatisfied with Lin Chen, she had to maintain the proper etiquette at this moment.

Lin Chen looked at Wanzhou with a sly smile on his face.

He took Wanzhou's arm, with a certain expectation flashing in his eyes.

He had already begun to imagine that if he found a time to visit the elves, would he encounter more exciting stories than the dwarves?

This thought lingered in his mind, making him full of expectations for the future journey.

Lin Chen looked at King Bronzebeard, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and said: "Old man, I am very satisfied this time and have gained a lot. I still have some things to deal with here, or I will come next time. But remember to arrange more beautiful girls for me next time."

Hearing this, King Bronzebeard was really angry and almost wanted to punch Lin Chen.

But then he thought that this kid could even deal with the giant hammer, and he might not be his opponent.

So, he suppressed his anger, rolled his eyes, and thought of a plan.

"Come next time?" King Bronzebeard said casually, "Then I suggest you go to the elves. There are many more beautiful girls there than here, don't you think? Queen."

He turned to Wanzhou as he spoke, with a sly smile on his face.

King Bronzebeard was indeed a little confused when he first saw Wanzhou appear in front of Lin Chen.

But now, he didn't want to be taken advantage of by Lin Chen again, so he simply transferred the "hurt" and "smile" to the Queen of the Elf Tribe.

As soon as these words came out, the smile of the Queen of the Elf Tribe froze on her face.

She had already had some complaints about Lin Chen, and now she heard that the old man King Bronzebeard wanted to change the subject, which made her even more angry.

But she still tried to stay calm and said, "The Elves are indeed a good place, but there is no rush, don't you think? Lin Chen."

Lin Chen was about to respond when suddenly an arrogant and domineering voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Hmph! Bronzebeard, Wanzhou, what happened to you today? You didn't even know how to resist when you were controlled by this kid. I really look down on you!" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a figure striding in, with arrogance and disdain on his face.

"Isn't this the chief of the Dark Iron Tribe, Soridorsen?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "When did he sneak in?"

"Is Soridorsen here to make fun of me? How dare he be so arrogant in Ironforge?"

Someone whispered.

"He is the chief of the Dark Iron Tribe. Isn't he afraid that our king will deal with him?"

Someone else asked in confusion.

...

Just when everyone was stunned by Soridorsen's appearance, the giant hammer, who had just looked a little embarrassed, had straightened his manners and walked in front of Soridorsen.

He bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Respected King Thaurissan, you are finally here. If you don't show up again, the future of the dwarves will probably be led to destruction by that old guy Bronzebeard."

These words were like a heavy bomb, causing an uproar in the crowd.What was more shocking than the appearance of Soridorsen was the betrayal of the Hammer.

The Hammer had always been the right-hand man of King Bronzebeard and was regarded as his right-hand man. His betrayal was undoubtedly a huge blow.

People began to whisper and speculate about the motives of the Hammer.

Was the failure just now intentional by the Hammer?

What was the reason for him to do this?

Just as everyone was puzzled and talking about it, King Bronzebeard suddenly vomited black blood, obviously poisoned.

Seeing this, Lin Chen hurried forward and asked with concern: "Old man, are you okay?"

King Bronzebeard wiped the blood from his mouth with difficulty, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's okay. I really didn't expect that this old guy, the Hammer, would use poison behind my back."

Seeing this scene, Soridorsen showed a smug smile on his face.

He took a step forward and waved his hand gently, and his men quickly surrounded the entire Colosseum.

Regardless of the people who were injured in the sparring with Lin Chen, they were immediately at a disadvantage in the face of the sudden siege.

Even though King Bronzebeard had a large number of people, they seemed to be stretched in front of Soridorsen's well-prepared arrival.

King Bronzebeard stared at Soridorsen and said unhappily: "What a good plan! You came to attack us just when we had just exhausted our resources. It seems that your years of dormancy have not been in vain."

"Bronzebeard? Do you really think you are a qualified king?" Soridorsen stood on a high position, looking down at King Bronzebeard, "Don't you know what the dwarves have fallen to under your rule? First, you sent out sixty beautiful girls to seek peace, and now you are here incompetent and furious. It seems that you have reached the end of the road, and I am the most suitable candidate to succeed the king."

"You..."

Soridorsen's words shot into King Bronzebeard's heart like sharp arrows. He stared at this once promising junior with wide eyes, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.