Chapter 553

Arso was obviously angry with Norman's unreasonable demands, but he was more calm than the others.

"Patriarch Norman, I'm very sorry about Rita. We dwarves are willing to give gifts as compensation. I hope you can forgive us this time

"Gift? Do you mean the scrap iron you made Norman sneered, his eyes full of scorn. "If you give me that kind of garbage, I'll take up space!"

Dwarves love invention and are proud of it.

Norman's irony is an intolerable insult to the dwarves.

It's more unbearable than forcing them to work hard!

No one can despise their invention!

No! yes! People!!

The dwarfs were instantly dazzled by anger, and burned away all the little sense left.

They yelled at Norman.

"You are rubbish! You're a simple minded, four legged fool

Norman's face darkened in an instant.

Dwarfs are the most annoying people to talk about their height, while GOFFINS hate to hear things like "simple mind, eight limbs".

The provocation of the dwarfs stabbed the GOFFINS in pain.

There was no chance of a final settlement.

Norman's eyes passed over the dwarfs, cruel and violent: "since you want to die, I will make you happy today."

When the words fell, he ordered them to rush into Swan Valley!

The sound of killing broke through the sky, deafening!

The dwarfs scurried away from the blades of the GOFFINS.

Artho stood in the midst of the chaotic crowd, hissing at the top of his voice: "stop! Stop for me

But no one listened to him.

The GOFFINS are busy killing, and the dwarfs are running for their lives.

I don't know who, in the midst of the chaos, hit artho hard.

The old patriarch fell to the ground.

But before he got up, Norman's beast had already raised its front paws and trampled on Alfred!

The sound of broken bones was covered by shouts, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Kill the red eye and reap the life.

One by one the dwarfs fell down.

Mark was almost killed by the GOFFINS in the process of escape. At the critical moment, his uncle Abby rushed out and blocked him with his body.

Abby fell into a pool of blood, his eyes still fixed on Mark's direction, and his mouth uttered a weak voice: "go, go, go"

"uncle!" Mark rushed madly, carried him on his back, and rushed out of the battlefield recklessly.

Back home, mark put his uncle on the chair.

At this time, Abby was covered with blood and had no breath.

Mark wiped his face, blood and tears mixed together, all over his face.

As he cried, he helped Abby close his eyes.

"Uncle, I will avenge you!"

Mark rushed into the studio and pulled the gun out of his home.

He found a higher position and saw that the whole Swan Valley had become a Shura.

In the blood paved hell, Norman rode on the back of the beast, momentum incomparable.

He was covered in blood, mostly from the enemy.

He licked the blood spattered from his face and grinned like a slaying madman.

He enjoyed the killing.

This makes him feel that he is the master of the world, and no life can escape the blade in his hand.

Mark shook his hands and adjusted the direction of the gun. After lighting the lead wire, a group of firelight shot out and flew into the sky. It exploded suddenly and turned into gorgeous fireworks.

All the people in Swan Valley stopped for a moment because of the loud noise.

But soon they were back in the killing.

A single shot of fireworks can not stop the Gaofen people from killing.

Mark looked at the fireworks blankly and remembered that he could only make fireworks, not shells.

The formula of the shell is in slow hands.

Artillery without shells can only set off fireworks without any attack power.

Mark crouched down with his face covered in tears.

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.

Slowly and goblins could see it a few miles away.

This is the first time the goblins have seen the fireworks. They all raise their heads and open their eyes, showing a very surprised expression.

"Whoa! What a beautiful flame

The fireworks are really good-looking, but slowly, what matters more is that mark has the gun in his hand, and the person setting off the fireworks must be mark.

But good news. What's mark doing with the fireworks?

What happened in Swan Valley?

Slowly, with a foreboding in her heart, she called out, "lance!"

The night elf, who had already run without a trace, suddenly fell from the sky and landed steadily in front of her. He looked at her from a high position, and his face was still very smelly: "why?"

"I suspect there is something wrong with Swan Valley. You are faster. I would like to ask you to go to Swan Valley first to see what's going on."

"Who do you think you are? How can I be instructed to do things? "

Slowly put his hands together: "I beg you, OK?"

Snow gauze covered her face and could not see what she looked like at this time, but her voice was soft, like feathers, scratching people's ears.

The night elf's sharp ears moved, and it seemed that he was not comfortable. At the same time, his mood became worse: "are you playing coquettish with me? I'll tell you, I don't want to eat your way! "

"Can't you really help me?"

Lance is particularly cold: "no help, you find someone else!"

"Oh," slowly looking disappointed, "I'll find someone else."

"Who are you looking for?"

"It's none of your business."

A moment later, the night elf walked through the forest, like the wind, as fast as people can not see the figure.

Lance, on the way, spits bitterly at his lack of backbone.

Hearing that the girl was going to find someone else, he was very upset.

The consequence of his unhappiness was that he impulsively agreed to her request.

He found the development particularly bad.

If he goes on like this, sooner or later, he will be eaten to death by this girl!

Lance made a decision in his heart

after this time, he left Lin slowly and walked far away. He would never see her again, so as not to be led by her again.

As for Murphy's will, it is not in Lance's consideration.

Anyway, the control of the body is now in Lance's hands.

Lance can do what he wants.

The night elf was very fast, and soon he arrived at Swan Valley.

As soon as he looked, he saw that there were fighting figures in the whole Swan Valley. The strong blood gas squeezed into his nose, which almost suffocated people.

Oh, Huo, it's the GOFFINS who called in!

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