"I refuse, of course I have to refuse, how can a gray dwarf from the Western Ghats bully a goblin!" Mowglitte's head was covered with beads of sweat, and it was obvious that the water provided by the glass of gin he had just drunk would soon be consumed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone was obviously not convinced by Mowglitte's reasoning, and there was a buzz of discussion all around. "Miki has a black iron puppet, and although he only has one arm, he is also very powerful. I think that little man is scared, right?"

In addition to sweat on Mowglitte's forehead, countless black lines had now been added.

"That's right, if you really fight, who is afraid of who is not necessarily!" There are still many people in Baishi Town who understand.

"I refuse, why should I agree to a duel with you. I have the right to refuse, and it is the right of every citizen in White Rock. "Morgridet still remembers the rules of Whitestone very well. This rule, which he once despised so much, now made his heart fly.

"Yes, there is such a rule in White Rock Town. I remember it well. Blaney said loudly in the crowd.

Mowglitte raised his head triumphantly, and he suddenly felt that today was not all bad, at least one thing was still pleasant.

"You。。。。。。 The goblin who had struggled to stand up straight finally gave up, and he couldn't say a word as he trembled with his body.

The duel continued, and the cheers of the dueling arena continued one after another.

A tall figure found the goblin huddled in the shadows, trembling, "I have a way to fulfill your wishes. ”

The goblin grunted to his feet, opened his huge eyes and said, "Why should I trust you?" ”

"In your own heart, of course, you can say no. But then you won't be able to achieve your wish again. ”

"Okay, I promise you. The goblin closed its big eyes in agony.

The two men retreated into the shadows, leaned their heads together, and whispered to each other.

The happy times always pass quickly, but the painful days are extraordinarily long. Today's dueling arena is finally about to close. There is only one last duel left. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the town of White Stone, gilding the white with a golden glow. Mowglitte wandered outside the barrier, he was penniless, no, he owed the owner of the Purgatory Bar ten gold moores. He really didn't want to mention that shameless name, and he actually deliberately lost the duel and made him lose all the money on his body.

Boom...... Gush. Gush. , a loud noise sounded in the dusk night of White Rock Town, and colorful fireworks rose into the dusk sky, and the last battle of the duel was about to begin. The fireworks from the far east soon disappeared, leaving a smell peculiar to alchemy in the air. Morgaret wrinkled his nose, he didn't like this smell very much, because he always felt that there was a smell of dead man's bones in it, there was a legend in the Western Ghats that had been passed down for a long time, in the far east, those terrible alchemists used the skulls of dead people to make materials for fireworks, of course, Morgaret didn't know the truth of this, but he really didn't like the smell in the air after the fireworks were gone.

"It's really disgusting. Morgaret muttered to herself.

The crowd around the arena fell silent. Because it's the final competition again. There are no bets on the final match, as the duel has not yet been decided. The final one was played in three-on-one mode, which added to the uncertainty of the match. And the choice of the last duel was decided on an ad hoc basis.

At this time, everyone is waiting and seeing, who will end up today?

The first to stand up was Blaney, her slender thighs straight and full of power, two short swords stuck in her thighs, revealing only two turquoise handles. Slender waist, plump and explosive chest, and a large silver bow diagonally behind his back. It's a typical Ranger archer outfit, but you can't ignore her twin knives, and it would be a fatal mistake to ignore a Ranger with two knives.

"Daddy Angelin, I'm very upset that I lost money today, don't you want to show it?" Blaney snapped his finger at the tall berserker on the side.

"No, I'm afraid it's not a good time today. Angelin didn't feel like she had taken two steps back.

"Do you think you're going to fight with me here, or do you want to fight when you're going to Hell's Bar or two?" said Blaney, who was ready to warm up his money. Apparently she didn't think the owner of Hell's Bar would be able to refuse her offer. There are not a few people who lose money today because of their dad. It is estimated that there are many people who think the same way as Blaney now.

"What are you betting with me?" asked Angelin with a gloomy face.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Your chasing wind?"

"You're not a little daring, what are you betting on chasing the wind?"

"Purgatory!"

Everyone gasped, An Jieyin's father actually took out purgatory to gamble, it seems that this time he is ready to fight for his life. However, Blaney's chasing the wind is afraid that Angel's father will not be able to fight for his life.

"Okay, I'll bet with you. But you're going to get the deed out?"

With a snap, a palm-sized white fawskin was thrown on the table in front of Apprentice Owen. There was a red mark on the white fawn skin, red as if it were blood.

The crowd outside the dueling arena was filled with hissing inhales, and this one was a bit too big.

The tall berserker raised his glowing purgatory and stared at Blaney viciously. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty greed. The longbow on Blaney's back was rustic and slender, and it was inconspicuous on her back. However, the residents of White Rock Town know that this Wind Chaser is the only silver-level magic bow and arrow in White Rock Town. No one knows how much it's worth, and Owen believes that the entire town of White Rock can't be exchanged for a silver-tier magic weapon.

Angel's father beckoned to the shadows, and the ground began to shake with the roar of a machine. A tall black iron golem stood beside the berserker.

"This is my companion, Miki-kun. Daddy Angelin stared at Blaney and smiled faintly.

"Black iron level goblin puppet, it's a pity that only one arm can be used, and only you are willing to ask for such waste. Blaney pursed her lips disdainfully, her eyes weaving through the crowd. Mowglitte involuntarily shrank into the shadows.

"Beautiful lady, is there anything I can do for you?" said Geraint, with a gentle smile on her face.