Also was obviously irritated by Norman's unreasonable demands, but he was calmer than the others.
"Norman patriarch, I am very sorry about Lita's matter. Our dwarves are willing to send gifts as compensation. I hope that your lord will forgive us this time."
"Gifts? Are you talking about the scrap metal you made?" Norman sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "Even if you give me that kind of rubbish, I'll take up space!"
Dwarves love invention and creation, and are proud of it.
Norman's sarcasm was an intolerable insult to the dwarves.
It is even more unbearable than forcing them into effort!
No one can take their inventions lightly!
No! Have! people! !
The dwarves were instantly overwhelmed with rage, burning out what little sanity they had left.
They yell at Norman.
"You're rubbish! You simple-minded, well-developed idiot!"
Norman's face darkened instantly.
Dwarfs are most annoyed by people talking about height, and Goffins are most disgusted by hearing "simple brains and big limbs".
The provocation of the dwarves immediately hit the Goffin's sore spot.
Now there is no possibility of even the last bit of reconciliation.
Norman's eyes flicked over these dwarves, cruel and violent: "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you today!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, he gave an order to lead Gaofen soldiers into Swan Valley!
The sound of shouting and killing broke through the sky, deafening!
The dwarves fled in haste, from the blades of the goffins.
Also stood among the chaotic crowd, shouting at the top of his voice: "Stop! Stop for me!"
But no one listened to him.
The Goffins were busy killing, and the Dwarves were busy running for their lives.
I don't know who it was, and bumped Alsoo hard in the chaos.
The elderly patriarch fell to the ground.
But before he got up, the beast under Norman raised its front paws and stomped hard on Alsoo!
The sound of bones breaking was covered by shouts of killing, and blood flowed all over the floor.
The Gaofen people were red-eyed and frantically harvested their lives.
One by one the dwarves fell.
Mark was almost killed by the Goffins during his escape. At the critical moment, it was his cousin Abby who rushed out and blocked him with his body.
Abby fell into a pool of blood, his eyes were still fixed on Mark's direction, and he let out a weak voice: "Go, go!"
"Uncle!" Mark rushed over like crazy, picked him up on his back, and rushed out of the battlefield desperately.
Back home, Mark put his uncle on the chair.
At this time, Abby was already covered in blood and had no breath.
Mark wiped his face, the blood and tears mixed together, and it was all over his face.
As he cried, he helped Abby close her eyes.
"Uncle, I will avenge you!"
Mark rushed into the studio and exited the home with a cannon he had just finished.
He found a relatively high position, and saw that the entire Swan Valley had been reduced to a Shura field.
The hell was paved with blood, and Norman rode on the back of the beast with incomparable aura.
He was covered in blood, mostly the blood of his enemies.
He licked off the hot blood that was sprayed on his face, and grinned like a madman dominated by killing.
He enjoys the thrill of killing.
This made him feel that he was the master of this world, and no life could escape the blade in his hands.
Mark adjusted the direction of the cannon with trembling hands. After igniting the fuse, there was a bang, and a ball of fire shot out, flew into the sky, exploded suddenly, and turned into gorgeous fireworks.
The people in the entire Swan Valley paused for a moment because of the loud noise.
But soon, they threw themselves into the killing again.
A cannonball of fireworks can't stop Gaofen's murderous pace at all.
Mark stared blankly at the fireworks, and then remembered that he could only make fireworks, not cannonballs.
The formula for the cannonball is in Xu Huan's hand.
A cannon without shells can only set off fireworks without any attack power.
Mark squatted down covering his face, crying bitterly.
Uncle, I can't avenge you.
At this time, the sun was about to set, the sky gradually became dark, and the fireworks exploded in mid-air, which was particularly conspicuous.
The gentle goblins who were miles away saw it.
This was the first time the goblins saw fireworks, and they all raised their heads and opened their eyes wide, showing very surprised expressions.
"Wow! What a beautiful flame!"
The fireworks are really pretty, but what Huan Huan cares more about is
The cannon was in Mark's hands, and it must be Mark who set off the fireworks at this time.
But all right, what's Mark doing with the fireworks
Could it be that something happened in Swan Valley
Xu Xu felt an ominous premonition in her heart, and she shouted: "Lance!"
The night elf, who had already run away without a trace, suddenly fell from the sky and landed firmly in front of her. He looked down at her, his face still stinky: "Why?"
"I suspect that something happened to Swan Valley. You are faster. I want you to go to Swan Valley first to see what's going on."
"Who do you think you are? Why do you instruct me to do things!"
Slowly put your hands together: "Just treat it as me begging you, okay?"
The snow gauze covered her face, so she couldn't see her appearance clearly at this time, but her voice was very soft, like a feather, and it made people's ears itchy.
The night elf's pointy ears moved, and he seemed a little uncomfortable, and at the same time, his mood became even worse: "Are you acting like a spoiled child to me? Let me tell you, I won't accept your tricks!"
"Can you really not help me?"
Lance was very cold: "If you don't help, you can find someone else!"
"Oh," Huan Huan looked very disappointed, "Then I'll go find someone else."
"Who are you looking for?"
"Don't worry about it."
A moment later, the night elf walked through the forest like the wind like a charm, so fast that people couldn't see his figure clearly.
As Lance was on his way, he castigated viciously in his heart that he was spineless.
He was very upset when he heard that the girl was going to find someone else.
The result of his displeasure was that he impulsively agreed to her request.
He felt that this development was particularly bad.
If this continues, he will be eaten to death by this girl sooner or later!
Lance made a decision in his mind
After he finished his work this time, he left Lin Huanhuan and walked a long way, never seeing her again, so as not to be led by her nose again.
As for Murphy's wish, it is not in Lance's consideration for the time being.
Anyway, the control of this body is currently in the hands of Lance.
Lance does whatever he wants.
The night elf's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to reach Swan Valley smoothly.
With a glance, he saw that the entire Swan Valley was full of fighting figures, and the strong smell of blood squeezed into his nose, making people almost suffocate.
Oh, it's the Gaofen who came in!