Chapter 394 The Lord of Glory Vs. The Dwarf Father God! (10,000 Rewards Plus 1 Update)

Seven tribes, seven king-selecting teams.

Five candidates entered the fray.

Form a circle.

Outside the small circle, 37 people from six teams formed a larger circle and stood behind their candidates. The reason there are six teams with 37 people is because one team just arrived this morning and has lost the qualification to participate in the final battle. The candidates and the team rolled to the back.

What? There are seven candidates in total for the King Selection Ceremony?

The last team left the latest and came back the latest. At this time, they were probably still climbing on the mountain road...

Gretel stood in front of Bernard and looked at the candidates one by one. The bright morning sun slanted down from the top of the mountain, and each of the five tribes and five dwarves was shining brightly. At first glance, it looks bright, but upon closer inspection, the areas are different:

Prince Rosega and Kai from the Black Rock Tribe each have a full set of armor. Helmet, shoulder armor, breastplate, arm armor, wrist guards, skirt armor, leg armor, combat boots, from top to bottom, not one piece was missing, wrapping them into two tin cans;

Ingvar from the Steel Hammer tribe is not much different from them in terms of reflective area. But if you look closely, you can see that there are only helmets, shoulder armors, breastplates and leg armors, with some scattered parts missing;

Max from the Silverbeard tribe has simpler equipment. One helmet and one breastplate, gone. As for the one from the Iron Bone Tribe, well, he is all clothed in cloth, only the battle ax in his hand reflects the cold light...

The technical level of each king-selecting team was clearly displayed in front of the seven tribes and all the guests. Regardless of the build quality for now, since we will start shooting each other later, the weapons will have a chance to collide with each other. How fast is the build speed? It is obvious.

"Follow the ancient tradition and walk the path of the ancestors." In silence, the dwarf kingdom cleared its throat and began to give a speech. His voice was soft and slow, obviously lacking in energy. Fortunately, with the blessing of amplification magic, everyone present could hear clearly:

"Under the watchful eye of Father God, during this king selection ceremony, five candidates passed the preliminary trials. Now, the five of you must prove your strength on behalf of your respective tribes in front of all the tribesmen. At the beginning of the battle Before that, let me ask again—"

He took a long, deep breath. The four-hundred-year-old king's eyes were even sharper than those of the young man. When he looked at the candidates one by one, Gretel clearly saw that Prince Rothega shrank back:

"Do any of the five of you, or the tribe you represent, want to withdraw?"

quit?

That means you must quit!

Gretel was a doctor in his previous life and a mage in this life. His physical combat power was approximately zero, and he didn't watch many battles. However, even he understands one thing:

Two warriors PK, full armor and half armor, half armor and no armor. When the basic combat power is the same, the difference is not more than 1 or 2 points.

The one in civilian clothes, and the one with only a helmet and breastplate, can you two exit immediately?

Don't waste other people's energy!

However, things went counterproductive. Under the gaze of the old king, the cloth-armored warrior from the Iron Bone Tribe took the lead and raised his voice:

"There are dwarves who try their best but lose in the end, and there are no dwarves who retreat without fighting. I will never quit this battle!"

No, you don’t know how to do it. The other two equipment are better than yours, so they don’t know how to do it. Gretel silently rolled his eyes, moved his fingers, and drew a line of thin, almost transparent phantoms behind Rosega:

Me too!

Just, I’m very happy to have some skin ^_^

The drawing of lots, the fighting, the confrontation between warriors and warriors, went quickly. The weapons used by the dwarves were either battle axes or war hammers. When the two heavy weapons collided, the sound was no different from that of blacksmithing.

As soon as the first battle started, Gretel frowned and stepped back step by step...

"Why are you running?" A slender hand grabbed him unceremoniously and pushed him forward: "As long as I'm here, the ax won't hit you even if it flies out!"

Bernard looked sideways. Why, I'm also next to the boss. Can't I keep the boss safe?

Ahem... Even though she is really no match for Miss Silver Dragon, she can't beat her even in a fight...

"No... they were too noisy... the sound made my heart buzz..."

Grete held his forehead. It's useless to cover your ears. Just like in a movie theater or a dance hall, when the speakers and subwoofers are on full blast, does covering your ears have any effect?

"Alas..." Cerela sighed helplessly. She moved her slender fingers lightly, and a breeze rose around her body. In an instant, Grete's body relaxed and she felt that her blood pressure dropped by two degrees:

Emma, ​​this wind barrier works so well!

In contrast, Bernard had a sad look on his face and squeezed out two seats to the side: He couldn't hear anything, and he had to choke the sound while watching the battle. It was so uncomfortable!

You do as you like, I'll go!

To be fair, this duel has no viewing value for the first-level warrior (who has degraded to level zero), the fourth-level priest, and the fourth-level magician Gretel. For the Silver Dragon Girl, it has no ornamental value.

They are standing here just to wait for the final, and then wait for the result——

Oh, and we still have to wait for the draw.

Five people draw lots and one person gets a bye.

Prince Rotherga won against Ingvar of the Hammer Tribe, and Max from the Silverbeard Tribe won against Jason from the Iron Bone Tribe.

Then the second round began. Prince Rothega had a bye, and Max from the Silver Beard Tribe faced off against Kai from the Black Rock Tribe. Unfortunately, he lost——

"Finally it's the finals." Grete dragged the floating saucer, raised it half an inch, and sat on it again:

"Why bother? Why bother? If I had known this would be the result, wouldn't it be over if we just let two full-armored warriors fight against each other?"

It's very boring... either the battle ax hits the battle hammer, or the battle hammer hits the battle axe, it's very boring...

"In the next match, Rothega from the Fire Hammer Tribe will face Kai from the Black Rock Tribe!"

The honor guard raised his voice and shouted. The next moment, two dwarves wearing full armor, one carrying a battle ax and the other shouldering a war hammer, stepped into the circle face to face and walked towards each other.

"Rosegar! Rosegar! Hammer of Glory!"

"Kay! Kai!"

The cheers went up to the sky. Nine became the prince of Rothega, and one became Kai. As for the nickname "God's Tongue", no one shouted it at the scene. It seemed that it was because it was not loud enough...

Amidst the shouts, the battle ax and the battle hammer slammed together.

"Hey, who do you think can win?"

Gretel was a little nervous. With his eyesight, he really couldn't tell which of the two dwarves was more powerful in combat. The two heavy weapons bounce back to the same extent, and the distance they retreat from is exactly the same. After exiting, they rush forward at the same time...

Moreover, in the last fight, Prince Rosega did not fall behind at the beginning, but later he lost due to lack of endurance. This time, the lung function has improved, but what about the others? How fast does the heart pump blood? muscle power?

He calculated over and over again, but he was not sure. Beside her, Serila's beautiful nose twitched and she suddenly let out a "hum":

"Hate!"

"how?"

"That nasty smell! It's stronger! It's much stronger!"

She clenched and opened her fingers, opened and clenched them again, her fingertips sparkling. Gretel saw it at a glance and quickly stretched out his hand to press:

"Hey, don't do it! If you ruin the king selection battle, the entire dwarf kingdom will attack you! There are many of them above level 15!"

"Hmph! - I won't do anything if that guy loses!"

So who wins? What did the Black Rock Tribe, or in other words, the Lord of Glory Church do?

Gretel tried his best to keep his eyes open. Look, but you can’t tell; smell, you can’t even smell it; quietly put a [Detection Magic]...

Well, two people, two sets of full-body armor, both of which were emergency made ordinary armors. They were not enchanted, and the magic version of X-rays couldn't show them...

Looking at the faces of the two people, I'm sorry, the helmet comes with a visor, and there is a beard under the visor. With Gretel's understanding of the dwarves, it was really impossible to tell who was more confident between the two dwarves and who was closer to victory under this heavy cover.

Kai felt better than ever. Warm power continuously emerged from his chest, back, and limbs. The force of the tomahawk's rebound can be digested by the muscles almost immediately, causing no pain at all. Humph, that prince couldn't beat me before, and now, it's even more impossible for him to beat me!

"Hi!"

He shouted loudly, grasped the handle of the ax with both hands, and swung it with all his strength again. On the opposite side, Prince Rosega raised the hammer with all his strength, his arms shook violently, and his feet involuntarily slipped out two steps.

——Damn it!

This opponent has become stronger again!

Is it because he's wearing full body armor? The strikes were heavier, more careless, and more difficult to deal with... If it weren't for the longer breath, I wouldn't have been able to hold on a month ago!

But we can’t admit defeat! Explosives have been used, steam engines have been turned, mountains have been climbed, and lungs have been washed! It took a lot of effort to get to this point, not just to give in now!

After admitting defeat, how can I tell all my compatriots that the treatment of lung washing is really safe and really effective!

"Hi - God, Father!" Taking advantage of being knocked backwards again, Prince Rosega stamped his feet with all his strength, leaving a deep footprint on the martial arts field with his iron boots. Grasping the war hammer with both hands, he raised it high above his head. At that moment, Gretel vaguely saw a red and black light shining on the top of the war hammer——

"boom!"

The warhammer roared down. The rhythm of the two playing together instantly changed from a series of half notes to a series of quarter notes.

The dwarf king, the elders, the magicians sitting in the guest stands, and the priests of the Lord of Radiance sitting on the other side all breathed rapidly. Anyone can see that the moment for both sides to decide the outcome is coming soon!

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Sparks flew between the two handles. The two warriors have given up dodging and feinting. If you hit me with a hammer, I will block it; if you hit me with an axe, I will parry it. There was a sudden loud noise, and the tomahawk and the warhammer bit together tightly. The two warriors bowed their waists, lowered their heads, and pressed their heels firmly on the ground. They screamed with both arms and refused to give in to each other——

A beam of pure white light and a cloud of red and black flames rose fiercely from the two of them!

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