"Good! Thank you, Lord Killer! ”

When the Naquay dwarf heard this, he immediately became ready to move.

However, his status is noble after all, so in the end, he still sent other dwarves to test it first.

The first to appear is the Dwarven Blacksmith in the rear.

Don't look at the height of this dwarf is only one meter three or four, but the burly body does not look like a humanoid creature at all.

Beneath the dwarven blacksmith's coarse linen clothes, his arms were at least the thickness of ordinary human thighs.

"Let me Quillard come and taste what kind of hellish fire wine you have, you dare to be the best in the world, but don't let me down!"

By this time, the dwarven blacksmith had already walked to the high platform and snorted coldly at the guards who were serving the wine.

The more these low-level dwarves are, the more scheming they are, so even when facing Gervais, the killing god, he will not care about any words.

In fact, this blacksmith dwarf Gervais has a few other relationships, it is the well-known blacksmith in the outer city of Hope, he was the one who helped Gervais forge skeleton soldiers and nightmare armor in the first place.

The craftsmanship is extraordinary, even Bernard said that he couldn't compare to it when he saw it.

"Give him a flask!"

Hearing the dwarf's words, a smile hung on the corner of Gervais's mouth, this is a talent, and what he likes the most is talent.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guards should be on the street, and then directly picked up the wine jug on the side and began to fill the wine!

As the guards were reloading the wine, Quillard glanced at Gervais in surprise, then bowed slightly to him.

Because of Gervais's action, Quillard instantly gained satisfaction.

The previous Terran adventurers were all drinking with bowls, and they only filled half a bowl.

Now he is directly drunk in a wine jug, doesn't this indirectly show that the dwarves are more powerful than those Terran adventurers?

After saluting, Quillard said no more and began to wait quietly for the guards to serve the wine.

After a few moments, the guards filled a jug of Hellfire and handed it to Quillard.

Quillard took the flask, and immediately he smelled a strong aroma of wine, coming from the jug.

"This ......"

Quillard was taken aback, such a smell of wine was naturally very familiar to him, a 'drunkard'.

Unlike beer, which is like stinking water, the dwarven fiery wine has a strong, intense grain aroma that any dwarf can smell and be fascinated by by by the aroma.

At this moment, he found that the aroma of the pot of wine in his hand was even richer and more intense than the dwarven fire wine.

Quillard couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Impossible! The dwarven fiery wine is the best wine in the Holy Continent! ”

The next moment, Quillard immediately came to his senses and cheered himself up, the dwarf's sense of honor made him not to belittle the dwarven fire wine like this.

Quillard then brought the spout to his lips, trying to find out the flaws in the pot and make the dwarven fire wine the only thing in his heart.

"Goo dong goo dong goo dong

"Shh

When the punchy Infernal Liquor was inhaled, Quillard knew that the dwarves had 'lost', because he couldn't find the flaws in the Infernal Spirit.

The moment he entered the Hell Fire Wine, he felt an unprecedented stimulation of his taste buds, it was definitely the strongest wine he had ever drunk in his life.

It was as if a fire had been poured into his mouth, and not only the impact was strong, but it also gave him a sense of pleasure that had been paralyzed by the dwarven fire wine for a long time.

After three gulps in a row, Quillard temporarily removed the flask from his mouth, and then hissed comfortably.

And as the sound of clam clams came out, the faces of the hundreds of dwarves on the sidelines changed.

As 'old drunkards', they naturally know very well what such a hissing sound means.

It's like the burp of a hungry person after a full meal, and the sound of a relieved exhalation after extreme tension.

Therefore, such a clam sound is only made when it is extremely scheduled.

But Quillard still looked menacing when he first came on the field, what could make him feel in the mood at this time?

For the dwarves, there is only good wine!

"Is this hellish wine really stronger than our wine of fire? That's impossible! ”

None of the dwarves on the sidelines like Quay wanted to believe that, let alone that to happen.

"Quillard, hurry up and drink! Drink three pots to win prizes! ”

Quay knew that the longer the liquor was drunk, the more stamina it would be.

And if Quillard can pour three pots of Hell Fire Wine in a short period of time, no matter what happens afterwards, as long as they don't fall on the spot, then today's event will be their dwarven victory.

He could still earn some reputation for the dwarven fire wine, so he couldn't care about decency anymore, and immediately reminded Quillard loudly.

"Oh! Good! ”

Quillard was still in the good feeling of regaining his taste buds, and he reacted instantly when he heard Prince Quay's shout.

Although he is a blacksmith, he also has to maintain the dignity of the dwarven fire wine.

Immediately, Quillard continued to hold the flask in his hand and put it to his lips, and then drank it with a clatter.

In just over ten seconds, Quiillard poured a pot of hellfire wine into his stomach.

"Hiss! Quick, give me another pot! ”

After drinking a jug, Quillard quickly handed the flask back to the guards, then spoke, urging.

The guards had already prepared another full flask and exchanged it directly with Quillard.

……

"This dwarf is so powerful, he didn't even drink a pot! Is the prize money going to be taken away by him! ”

"Don't be taken away by him, I haven't played yet!"

When Quillard picked up the second pot, the adventurers on the sidelines showed shocked expressions.

They didn't expect the dwarves to drink so much, after all, there were more than 800 people who were supporting him, and even the most powerful adventurers had only drunk three bowls.

The first dwarf went straight to the second pot.

And Quillard didn't have time to pay attention to the comments of the adventurers outside the venue, he just wanted to drink the second pot as fast as he could!

"Knock knock! Belch! Again...... Give me another pot! ”

It took Quillard about half a minute to finish the second pot of Hellfire.

However, although the Hellfire Wine was drunk, Quillard's state at this time also changed significantly.

I saw that his originally slightly dark skin had become red, as if he had been coated with a layer of red wax, and his big nose was even more obvious.

In addition to the change in his face, Quillard's body also began to shake sharply, like a tumbler.

Fortunately, Quillard's strength to admit defeat was still supported by him, and at the same time, the taste of this hellfire wine was really good, so he immediately asked the guards again for the third pot of wine.

The guards heard Quillard's words and subconsciously glanced at Gervais.

Obviously, the dwarf's performance also made him feel a little dangerous, worried that the 10,000 gold coins would really be won by the dwarf.

"Give it to him!"

Gervais is the old god, and he is not worried at all.

The burp just now had already indicated that Quillard was full, and it was impossible for him to drink the next pot quickly.

And Gervais also drank the fiery wine himself, according to the estimation of the strength of the hellish fiery wine.

He felt that without using his fighting spirit to dissolve the strength of the wine, even if the Black Flag Knight came, he would not be able to withstand two and a half pots.

What's more, with the current Quillard's refill, I am afraid that I don't even need half a pot.

The guards listened to Gervais and did not delay any longer, and handed the third jug to Quillard.

"I'm going to fight for the honor of the dwarves......"

"I'm going to fight for the honor of the fiery wine......"

In fact, the current Quillard already has a huge feeling of dizziness, and his stomach is even more upside down, and it is hot.

According to his old habits, this is his limit, at this time he usually gets into his soft bed, and then sleeps for three days and three nights.

But now in order to win the competition, he wants to continue to persevere, so he keeps muttering to himself in a low voice!

"Goo-dong...... Hiccup, Gollum...... Belch! ”

Quillard continued to pick up the third jug and began to drink.

However, the speed of drinking is no longer as fast as before.

Every sip had to slow down for a few seconds or even more than ten seconds, and only after a hip did he continue to drink slowly.

"Goo-dong...... Hiccup, I'm going to fight for the honor of the dwarves......"

"Goo-dong...... Hiccup, I'm going to ......"

One bite, two bites, three bites, four bites......

Poof!

"I'm going to ...... Whew! ”

By the time Quiralde took the fourth sip of the third pot, it had taken nearly three or four minutes, and just as he was about to continue with the fifth, he was finally completely unconscious, unable to stand on his feet, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Quillard, who fell to the ground, still muttered in his mouth, and then unconsciously whirred while holding most of the pot.

Wow!

"Wow! The dwarves have fallen! ”

"Yes! It seems like I only drank four sips from the third pot, right? He's a White Flag Knight, and the Hellfire Wine is really powerful! ”

Seeing Quillard fall, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but be shocked by the strong sense of hellfire.

There is a lot of alcohol that can put down human adventurers, and even beer is okay, after all, the body of the human race is weaker.

The spirits that may have brought down the dwarves used to be only the dwarves' own fiery wine.

But now with the addition of this Hell Fire Wine, it is only two and a half pots, and with this alone, the reputation of the Hell Fire Wine can spread throughout the Holy Alliance from today onwards.

The words of the adventure side were heard by Quiy and the dwarves, and all of them did not look good.

In this way, there is no need to compare, as long as you get out of this gate, the dwarven fire wine will really be crushed by the hell fire wine in the future.

"Prince Quay, are you responsible for this dwarf, or did I have someone 'sent' him out of the manor?"

And at this time, Gervais's voice came

"Thank you for your kindness, our people are still taken care of by our own people!"

Quietly thanking him, Quiy sent two dwarven guards to take Quillard to the sidelines.

"Tie Rui, you go up and give it a try this time!"

As soon as Quiillard was carried down, Quiy immediately sent a dwarf forward.

This dwarf named Tie Rui is burly and strong, and his cultivation is much stronger than Quillard, and he is a knight of the Black Flag.

In order to save the current situation, he can't take care of much, anyway, the killing god does not stipulate the strength of the manpower, only that he cannot use his strength to resolve the strength of the wine.

Sure enough, when Tie Rui came to the field, Gervais on the high platform did not react, and still sat leisurely on the soft chair.

"Here, this pot of wine is for you!"

The guards moved quickly, quickly filled a pot of Hell Fire Wine, and handed it to Tie Rui.

After Tie Rui received the Hellfire Drink, he also had the same mental journey as Quillard.

At first, I was amazed by the aroma of this hellish fire wine.

Later, when the Hell Fire Wine was entered, there was a sufficient judgment immediately, and this Hell Fire Wine deserved to be the first in the world.

It's just that for the glory of the dwarves, he must do his best to win this competition.

A pot of ...... Two pots......

But the wish is very full, and the reality is always very skinny.

When the second pot was finished, Tie Rui also pounced on Quillard's footsteps, and belching came out from time to time, the only thing that was better than Quillard was that the tower's body shook less.

The third pot!

One bite, two bites...... Six-mouthed ......

Poof!

Gervais's calculations were very accurate.

Even a Black Flag Knight like Tie Rui can't stop it in the face of the Hellfire Wine's complete physical body.

When Tie Rui drank the sixth sip of the third pot of wine, he swayed and fell to the ground.

At this time, there is not much wine in the jug, no less, just half a jug left!

"Wow! Fallen again! ”

"What can we do, the two dwarves have drunk and fallen down, so do we have any hope!"

"This hell fire wine really seems to be the best in the world! I've never seen a dwarf drink dwarven fire wine and fall on the spot! ”

The square was suddenly crowded with people, and the adventurers at this time were already feeling hopeless.

The pile of yellow, orange and orange gold coins was obviously placed on the high platform, close at hand, but it made them feel out of reach.

"I'll give it a try!"

This time, without Gervais asking, two guards quickly walked out of the dwarven crowd and carried Tie Rui back.

After Tie Rui was carried away, in the face of the scene of the Terran adventurers touting the Hellfire Wine, the dwarves stood up without hesitation, even though they knew that the odds were not good.

The first pot, the second pot......

Poof!

"I'm coming!"

The first pot, the second pot...... Poof!

"I'm coming!"

Poof!

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Suddenly, in just over half an hour, it was the turn of the dwarves to start making dumplings.

There were more than 100 dwarves on the field, but unfortunately, all of them fell at the time of the third pot, without exception.

When more than 100 people drank down, there were still dwarves who wanted to continue to play, but at this time, Prince Kui waved his hand to stop the dwarves' actions!

"I'll give it a try!"

Quiy knew that sending someone up would only add to the fame of the hellfire wine.

He was really curious about how strong it could be for the dwarven warriors to drink no more than three pots.

When even walked into the square in person, he walked towards the high platform.