"Does the old lady's ass feel comfortable to the touch?" Blaney's gaze looked like a king snake with eyes that was about to devour people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mowglitte bumped into her from behind just now, and due to the height difference between the two, Mowglitte's chest hit Blaney's ass with a strong chest. Before Mogg could react, he was grabbed by Blaney.

"Comfortable, very comfortable. Morgaret stammered.

"Very good, after this duel is well fought, the old lady will settle accounts with you. Blaney took the hammer from the man behind him and slammed it into Morgridt's chest. Only the grey dwarves of the Western Ghats could withstand such a blow from their own hammer.

Blaney hurried into the dueling arena. When Mowglitte looked back, there was no one behind him. He couldn't find the man who had kicked him in the back just now.

Poor Mowglitte went into the arena dejectedly. He is not only a poor bastard now, but also offended the beautiful Lady Blaney, although many people in White Rock Town have some embarrassing thoughts about the beautiful Lady Blaney, but that is the premise of not being discovered, and now that Mowglitte is openly violating the beautiful Lady Blaney like this, it is obvious that he will not escape the fate of being judged, maybe the next adjudication conference will be indispensable to poor Mowglitte, of course, the premise is that he can live until the next month, and live until the adjudication conference is held. Perhaps it would not have been possible if the beautiful Lady Blaney had not pursued him.

"Damn Mogg, cheer me up, I don't want to drag your body to a mass grave later. Blaney's high-pitched voice rang out beside Mowglitte, and he shuddered. Hold the familiar hammer tightly in the palm of your hand.

"You go deal with that little man's black iron golem. Blaney was unquestionably assigned the task to Mowglitte.

Mowglitte nodded indifferently, the goblin's black iron golem was slightly taller than the average human, but the blacksmith's familiarity with the black iron golem was incomparable to that of ordinary people. So Blaney's distribution should be very reasonable. In fact, as a female ranger in White Rock Town, Blaney's combat power is much stronger than that of ordinary men, in this White Rock Town, where adventurers are everywhere, it is difficult for a man to mix up, let alone a woman, but obviously in White Rock Town, Ranger Blaney belongs to the existence of that kind of top combat power, otherwise she would not have been her turn to appear in the final battle.

Morgaret began to try to recall all the information about the black iron golem, and as the only blacksmith in White Rock Town, Goblin Miki found Morgrid not long after arriving in White Rock Town. Because his goblin puppet needs to be repaired. As a black iron golem, it's normal to be damaged in battle. Unfortunately, Whitestone is so remote that no blacksmith wants to stay here, and there were no blacksmiths here before Morwritte came to Whitestone. Miki has no other choice, there is only one blacksmith in White Rock Town, and that is Morgritte.

Mowglitte knew Miki's black iron golem very well, as he had dismantled it with his own hands. Of course, as a blacksmith, Mowglitte couldn't figure out those alchemical creatures, but as the body of a black iron puppet, he knew very well what materials were used in what places, and how much power could be withstood in which places.

"Ready。。。。。。 "Apprentice Knight's first day of judgment is going to come to a perfect end, as long as the hourglass time passes safely, of course. "Let's go!"

Owen raised the Staff of Judgment aloft to announce the beginning of the final duel, and the bustling crowd began to calm down. As is customary, once the duel begins, bets are not accepted. As the final duel, this kind of highly random three-person squad duel has no reference at all, so the number of bettors is the most. Because anyone can win, it's a battle that belongs to the winners. The wandering cooks distributed the betting vouchers to each person.

In the dueling arena, the two teams have already set up their formations. Both sides are in the same formation, with two melee attackers standing in front and a shooter far beyond the attack.

"Morgritte, if we win this battle today, our grudge will be written off. Blaney said to Mowglitte as he passed by.

Mogg didn't hear it, because the duel wasn't easy at all. Whether or not they will survive is unknown, let alone winning the duel.

Morgriet and Durant stood in front, and Blaney stood in the back with Wind Chaser in hand. As a ranger who is good at bows and arrows, being far away from the enemy and providing more damage is what they should do.

The Berserker and the Black Iron Goblin Golem on the opposite side stood on the lacquered surface, and a third person hidden under the cloak stood behind. His pale hand came out from under his cloak, and in his hand was a short cane. It was a mage, and Mowglitte suddenly felt bitterness in his mouth, which was not a very good discovery. A ranger archer against a mage, of course, depends on the attainments of the two, there is no saying that the ranger archer will lose, but theoretically the archer's bow and arrows are limited, and the mage's spells are not infinite. However, it is usually the archers who lose, because the spells of the same level are far more powerful than the archers of the same level.

The enraged berserker roared in rage and found his old rival, the Twin Blade Ranger Durant. The two of them have already fought a big battle before, and now that they have been fighting together again after resting for so long, there is naturally no place to attract the audience's ideas.

Goblin Miki's black iron golem let out a deafening roar, and then the entire golem began to tremble. The Black Iron Golem made a strange noise, and then it began to emit large puffs of black smoke.

"The black iron golem is going to attack, it's warming up, and when he's done warming up, it's going to start attacking. The voices of the crowd of onlookers fell to Morgritte's ears word for word. He began to count silently in his mind.

One, two, three, four, five, and when he finished counting the fifth, the black iron puppet on the opposite side suddenly rushed over like a wild horse. Of course, it may be a little slower than the Mustang, but it is definitely not a good thing to be hit by such a large iron lump.

Mowglitte slid sideways slightly, letting it pass the black iron golem that rushed over.