Chapter 130 (1/2)
The hustle and bustle of the dwarf village suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Followed by a burst of tension!
”Warcraft! Warcraft is attacking again!”
”Where's the guard?”
A dwarf pointed to some red faced guys next to him: ”isn't the guard here?”
Elder durum was stunned: ”wait - they're coming to the beer party too! Who's guarding the gate?”
Silence, followed by an uproar!
”Don't panic!”
At the moment, elder durum gave full play to his role and shouted, ”it's just a group of Warcraft that can't form a climate. Will the people of the earth be afraid of them?”
”Boom!”
A flaming fireball was falling in front of elder durum, and the splashing molten liquid scorched half of his beard.
Don can guarantee that durum's expression at the moment is the most wonderful face changing magic he has ever seen.
Elder durum's face changed from red to white, from white to blue, from blue to purple. Finally, he couldn't help roaring and grabbed his cast-iron crutch: ”my precious beard! These damn bastards!!! I'm going to kill them!”
Elder durum roared and rushed out.
Donne and Brian looked at each other and stood up to help.
”Ah --”
Hearing a scream, elder durum flew back like a shell, got up from the ground and shouted angrily: ”Damn it - not only Warcraft! But also those cavemen! They drove the Warcraft group to attack!”
”Cavemen! How dare they!”
The dwarves were shocked and then became angry: ”how dare the cavemen ruin our beer party? Kill them!”
Cave dwellers are not human beings, but humanoid creatures. They have simple wisdom. They have no complete language and social structure. They live in caves with clans as units and live by wild fruits and hunting weak animals.
In short, just like primitive people.
What dwarves like to do most is to dig holes in the mountains. Naturally, they become enemies of life and death with cave dwellers - unilateral.
The dwarves didn't even regard the Neanderthals as enemies because they didn't deserve them.
Therefore, the dwarves immediately became angry when they heard that the cavemen dared to drive the Warcraft to the door.
”Wait!”
Donne was sensitive and noticed the unusual smell: ”doesn't it mean that the Neanderthals have no wisdom? How can they know how to drive Warcraft to attack you?”
”They all came to the door. Who cares so much!”
As a dwarf, it's a shame to be beaten to the door by cavemen!
All the dwarves shared weal and woe and felt deeply insulted. After drinking the last glass of beer under intensive attacks, they grabbed the guys and roared out to fight.
Warlike Brian, of course, didn't want to fall behind. He grabbed the hammer and rushed up.
Donne looked around. Good guy, the whole dwarf village didn't fight except those young dwarves who didn't have combat effectiveness. Even those dwarf women bravely took up arms and rushed out to fight.
”All the children come to me! Let's go to the basement and take shelter for a while. The battle will be over soon!”
Donne realized what the elder trum really did in the village
[wow...]
Nora pulled Donne's hair and stared: [I can't tell which of them is smaller...]
As Nora said, to be honest, male dwarfs are all bearded, and it's hard for Donne to tell which are children. He can only reluctantly judge them from their size.
”Human beings! Yes, it's you. Come along!”
”Me?”
Donne smiled, ”no, I'll help out.”
”Hum!”
Elder durum snorted coldly and said with a smelly face, ”this is a battle between our dwarves and cavemen. This shame must be washed by the dwarves themselves. What's it to ask you to help?”
”Besides, it's just a mere caveman. It's not an enemy at all!”
So who just got shot off?
A dwarf boy looked at durum innocently: ”elder, why did you just fly?”
GoodJob！ Well done, boy! I watch you!
”I, I, that's because I'm old! That's right!”
While urging them to run to the basement, elder durum said righteously: ”if I were young, I could kill them all alone!”
”Eh?” another dwarf girl was stunned. ”Elder, you don't seem to be as old as my father?”
Donne looked at the embarrassed elder durum and couldn't help grinning. Can it be said that dwarf children are born with poisonous tongue? Make complaints about one more than one.
”Stop talking nonsense! Get in!”
The angry elder durum simply used his feet and kicked them into the basement one by one. Fortunately, the dwarves are a fighting nation, and these children won't be hurt.
”Don't you really need my help?”
Donne looked back at the entrance of the village. The war over there looked fierce.