Chapter 95 Killing and Killing

There is no doubt that Star will be defeated! Rogge narrowed his eyes.

As expected by Rogge, Star fell into the wind in a blink of an eye. Holding a sharp-horned hammer, he suddenly slowed down, and the blue veins on his forehead had made him look exhausted. However, the strong Desen can deftly avoid the attack every time.

After swinging the hammer again, Desen quickly bullied himself up, and the bone knife in his hand pointed straight to the bridge of Star's nose.

The move changed so fast that even old Rogge didn't expect it. This seemingly plain knife contains unparalleled momentum. Coupled with the speed that Olefin did not match his body shape, the knife flew to Star's eyes. Rogge even dared to affirm without hesitation that Desen's knife even stabbed the dragon!

However, in this critical eye, Star entered his feet and fell to the ground.

"It's done!" Rogge was overjoyed. It often happens that he accidentally kills his opponent in the competition. Now that the regimental commander is dead at the hands of Desen, no one can pry out any news from the stupid Olefin.

It's just a sudden change!

Derson's eyes widened, and his knife stopped afoot from Sta's neck. Under the corners of his eyes, he didn't know when a three-edged thorn would protrude and point on his brow. He was sure that even if he went a little further, his head would definitely get a scar.

The three-edging thorn was extended by the sharp horn hammer in Star's hand, which made Rogge frown.

"No, no!" The angry old Rogge was furious and scolded Desen, who was defeated in a blink of an eye. Aren't you Bimon going crazy? If you go crazy, I bet this boy can't even stop you."

Derson's scolded nose was rolled up, and his face was helpless. I'm afraid of hurting him."

Star a carp stood up and jumped up quickly. When he heard Old Rogge's scolding, he couldn't help laughing in his heart. Even if Desen has entered the madness, at least he has a 'bloody rage', and he may not be able to do anything about himself.

However, this guy is also terrible. If he hadn't pretended to fall and tempted him to attack, and then used alchemy to change the shape of the sharp hammer, I'm afraid he would be lying on the ground the next moment.

Even if the Bimon warrior restrains his strength, it is not something that human beings can compete with!

"Master, you are really strong." Although Desen lost, he was not awkward. A lame knight etiquette, "From now on, I will be your servant, and I swear to follow you to the death..."

"Hey hey...what's it like!" Rogge stamped his feet angrily and turned his back. How can I think of letting you, an idiot, fight with him... I can't wait to slap you! Go away, don't let me see you... From now on, I will never build a weapon for you again."

"This..." Derson rubbed his heavy palm awkwardly, "Rog, you can't do this!"

"If there is anything against me, don't take it out on others." Star casually threw back Rogge's pointed hammer, touched the hammer head, and the protruding three-edging thorn quietly shrank back.

Derson's eyes suddenly became wet, and the long nose in front of him dragged a string of crystal snot.

Rogge picked up his sharp-horned hammer and looked at it carefully. Star's alchemy just now did not damage Rogge's weapon, otherwise he would not give up. Dwarves have only one weapon to accompany them in their lives.

"I can't figure it out. You are an alchemist. Why do you come to me to build weapons?" Rogge pointed to Star's right arm, "Your arm is metal. You can use alchemy to make a weapon in battle. Just like you did just now, no one would expect you to have such an attack.

Desen was dumbfounded. The sluggishness of Bi Meng's inheritance made him realize that the person standing in front of him was actually an alchemist. Alchemists are weak, but they are also powerful. As long as they can take advantage of what they can use, endless attacks will make all their enemies miserable. It was not until this time that he realized that it was the other party who had been giving way to him. The trace of unconvincedness in my heart suddenly faded away.

"I've thought so too!" Star smiled. He picked up the wooden carvings that fell into several pieces on the ground at will, and a white light flashed by, and the statue was as intact as before. The production process of the robotic arm is very complicated, and the source is connected to the spine.

Sta shrugged his shoulders helplessly and put the wood carving back on the repaired wooden shelf. Moreover, it contains not only one kind of metal. Even if my magic can successfully penetrate and change its appearance, it can't be changed back as it is.

Roger narrowed his eyes.

Derson's eyes widened. Bimon is a race insulated from magic. Even a human magic apprentice or alchemy apprentice will be praised by their tribe. What my servant did was not a loss.

"What kind of weapon do you want to build?" Rogge picked up the hammer and walked to the stove.

"A long gun of about 400 pounds!" Star said proudly. By the way, there is also Derson's long knife, and I will pay you separately.

"Derson, I don't have enough scraps here. Go to the northern suburbs and buy some for me." Rogge turned to Olefin and threw him a bag of gold coins generously. You can take the rest of the money to buy wine and come back later.

Star didn't say anything. He knew that Rogge was trying to get rid of Desen. Although this guy Desen is honest and honest, he doesn't seem to have a scheming. If what happened here is accidentally leaked by him, I'm afraid it will cause unexpected trouble.

Until the moment when Deson's back disappeared by the river, the atmosphere of the wooden house instantly fell to freezing point. Star looked at Rogge, and he knew that the good show was the beginning at this time.

"Do you want to kill people?" Star first broke the silence and tapped a finger casually. The dead branches under his feet slowly rose like cunning snakes, winding each other into two tombs and stopping behind them. If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you."

The pier is not high, but it is still a little difficult for Rogge. The old dwarf crept up the pier, silently took out a pipe from behind, and took a few sips before speaking. I don't know if human beings are all like you. They don't see the Suprati River and don't cry. We deliberately let you go that night. I didn't expect you to dare to find here.

Star narrowed his eyes, stared at Rogge, and at the same time secretly condensed his magic to prevent the other party from suddenly coming into trouble.

"You can't hide your little actions from me." Rogge spit out a string of smoke rings, "Say it, how did you find me?"

"I found a two-handed sword engraved with your name in the capital of Azeroth, which is set with the stone of the sage. Then I found your house, where there are hundreds of such weapons. Star said quietly. In the extermination wilderness, you broke into the tower of Gru and released the fear demon Dios... And last night, the woman who followed you passed through my manor with a few bodies..."

"I want to know what's going on!"

"Is this what you want to know before you die?" Roger knocked on the pipe in his hand and quietly took it back. His hand was under his ribs, which was the closest to his sharp-horned hammer. Unfortunately, I don't want to kill you, but you know too much. Besides, your identity... has to make me vigilant.

"Who was the woman last night? Why did several spider elves follow her?" Starlon asked in a voice. Also, why did they leave the underworld and come here?

"She is a Zor, but she is tired of conspiracy and fighting." Rogge smiled. As for the rest, I can't say."

You are lying to the dead!

Star's heart muttered. Will Zall, who is tired of conspiracy and struggle, kill people in the surface world? The spider elves carried the bodies of some old and young women and children, which he saw with his own eyes.

Star thought that this guy was more difficult to deal with than he thought. He is not as grumpy, alcoholic and stupid as the dwarf described in the minstrological population. Rogge gives Star the feeling of being a profiteer, and he is also the most cunning Fox profiteer in the Bimon race.

"Does Deson know about you?" Star looked out of the window and said, "He seems to be back."

"This damn guy, I obviously let him come back later."

Roger looked down the wooden window, but there was his strong figure of Olefin on the long and winding river bank? Rogge's heart sank suddenly, and he knew that he had been fooled. At the same time, the wooden pier under his buttocks suddenly came to life and wrapped around his body like two pythons. You despicable human, if I had known, I would have killed you!"

Star narrowed his eyes. At the beginning, Rogge's hammer almost hit Cole's chest. If it hadn't been for him or a puppet, he might have died in this guy's hands. I didn't expect that a kind-hearted dwarf would have such a cruel side.

Since he is facing such an enemy, Star can't relax his vigilance.

Long before climbing the red willow, he set up an alchemy array with magic growth under this tree. Now this whole huge red willow can be as flexible as its own fingers! Star didn't believe it. Even so, he couldn't catch Rogge.

The whole red willow twisted out strangely, and the wooden house with his hands folded was like a demon who opened his mouth and was ready to devour passers-by, and there was a continuous roar of anger.

The dead branches seemed to have been given life again. They swayed their bodies desperately, wrapped around each other in a twist, and kept pouring into the wooden house. There was still a trace of red wicker sprinkled on the wooden roof like a rope on the periphery, winding up one after another.

The continuous sound of 'squeak' seemed to be the powerless moan of the wooden house, which was instantly fragmented under the angry pouring of the red willow.

The broken board from the wooden house fell from the canopy, and the exquisite furniture and statues were quickly crushed into powder under the crushing of the branches. With a bang, the frantically surging red willow tree knocked down the still burning stove, and the white flame and unburned charcoal suddenly poured out.

Summer in Witherspong is hot, and even a gust of wind in the morning can make people feel extremely hot. The red willow leaned against the river bank, and the summer wind was unstoppable. It tried its best to cross the long river, bringing ripples one after another.

The fire quickly soared to the sky. From a distance, this huge red willow is like a torch held in the hands of the Titan!

No one can stop the burning of the fire. This red willow, which has been burning for more than a hundred years, is being burned by the blazing fire.