Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 163

Iron Wolf is not what Imrik thought at first, he only knows a few simple elementary spells. On the contrary, his ability to specialize in fire spells is simply staggering. When he first added points to him with the cowhide book, ten There are only two skills that are not lit, flame control and teleportation.

After investing three skill points in it, this seemingly frivolous man is simply a magic fortress. With the combat training he has received, he is the strongest among the dark trio from the perspective of killing efficiency. .

The flaming meteorite fell to the ground under the iron wolf's spell, and everyone could see the huge shadow, and even Mi Shan, who was fighting Du Luqi, noticed the scorching breath.

He looked up at the meteorite with a rough surface in the sky, dragging a long tail flame and falling at an oblique angle not far away. Even in the daytime, it was still extremely dazzling.Mi Shan shook his head helplessly. Once this guy makes a move, he doesn't care about the importance of it, and he doesn't care about the life or death of his allies.

The Storm Spire turned around under Mi Shan's waving, and after killing the approaching Du Luqi, he began to drive the horses away from the central area. It would not be a good experience for him to have the meteorite fall.

And Du Luqi's reaction also confirmed the horror of the iron wolf, everyone was running away to the outside, trying to stay away from this nightmare.

The flaming meteorite fell to the ground and made a violent impact sound. First, the enemies who were unable to escape in the future were smashed into a pulp, and then the outer rocks were scattered around under the impact. Breaking through those unlucky people, and in the end Iron Wolf clenched the fiery red long sword in his hand, and a violent flame burst appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Seeing those pointed ears that were suffering and howling in the flames, he started to laugh, "Hahaha."

Hang the shield in your left hand on the hook of the armor, take a bottle of vodka from the horse's luggage and take a sip, this feeling is so refreshing, what is more refreshing than stepping on the charred corpse of the enemy to drink vodka matter.

This time, Drucci, who spread fear to the world, found that fear itself had looked at them, and the elves present were shrouded in pain caused by others.

Mi Shan didn't care about Iron Wolf's laughter, but continued to kill those fleeing Druzzi soldiers with the Storm Spire. There are so many of them, it's almost a different species from the elves like Ulthuan.

And Iron Wolf finally enjoyed it. After two sips of this bottle of special battlefield-specific vodka gifted by Ronin, the supreme mage of the Flame Tower, he drove the horses and began to charge forward. Whip, constantly sweeping over the surrounding enemies.

Compared with Damian's brutality and Mi Shan's precision and lethality, his fighting style is more gorgeous and entertaining, but under this gorgeousness lies the same brutality and lethality.

After a long time, this encounter was finally over.

After slaughtering the gang of crossbowmen, Damian felt in a much better mood, and drove the chariot to the supply cart carried by Drucci, planning to find some wine to enjoy himself.

As soon as he pulled off the black covering cloth, he found a few wine barrels packed in wooden barrels. He couldn't wait to break off the corks with his hands. After carefully putting down the helmet, he raised the wood with both hands and began to pour it into his mouth.

But the moment the wine entered his mouth, he changed his face instantly, threw the wooden barrel far away, and spat out the wine in his mouth.

Seeing him like this, the iron wolf next to him came to his side, reopened a wooden barrel, dipped his finger in the yellow liquid, put it in his mouth, tasted it for a while, and then spit it out.

"The low-quality beer in Bretonnia, these black bean sprouts soldiers can usually afford to drink this kind of thing. Grapes are a kind of precious material in Naggaros. The cold environment there is not suitable for fruit growth. Only rich people can afford to drink it, otherwise they can only drink beer brewed from this kind of low-quality wheat, and those Druzzi will not be engaged in this kind of industry, they can only be brewed by captured Bretonnian slaves. What's the taste?"

As a senior alcoholic, Iron Wolf explained for a while that the brewing technology of beer is not high, but the taste depends on the level of the brewer. He thinks that among all kinds of beer, only dwarf beer is not bad. It tasted full-bodied, but it was a pity that there was very little dwarven beer in Ulthuan. It was because Luo Ning specially asked someone to get two barrels of fine brew from Fierce Pass, so that Iron Wolf could enjoy this prestigious beer.

Then he walked to another baggage cart, opened it, and turned out the carefully packed wine. He looked at the sign on the cork, and it was produced by Avalon Red Rose Winery.

He didn't care why this wine appeared in Drucci's baggage car, anyway, he could drink it when he got it. Red Rose Winery is one of the few wine merchants who can rival Lothern Winery. The point is that each grape is carefully cultivated and selected by a young girl, the grains are plump and full, and then the most beautiful girl will be selected in the nearby village to crush the grapes, and the special red wine in the Avalon jungle will be added during the fermentation process. The rose flower makes every bottle of wine have the unique flavor of Avalon.

At that time, he was thinking that there was a grape plantation around Fengxiao City, which was run by Luo Ning's family. , then you have to add some Caledonian characteristics, directly put the dragon's breath in the barrel to ferment together, to ensure that everyone who drinks it will have an unforgettable memory.

This matter has already been put on the agenda. As long as there are enough dragon's breath grasses, the first batch of special dragon's breath wine will start to be brewed. It is guaranteed that buyers will buy them in person, and then contact the most beautiful girls in person. The red rose is much better.

Iron Wolf threw a barrel to Damian. The hundred-kilogram wine barrel was like a small toy in his hands. Then he picked up another barrel and started to drink. He didn't bring much with him when he came out. It was quite enjoyable.

While the two were drinking, Mi Shan came back after chasing the deserters, his body was completely soaked in blood. , the wool fibers inside are highly absorbent, causing him to have turned into a blood man.

"I don't know why such a good thing happened. I don't know how to wait for me. It's hard for me to drink to my heart's content when I'm in the court." Mi Shan got off his horse, walked to Iron Wolf, plunged the Storm Spire into the ground, raised the barrel and started drinking.

In a barren land, the three of them started the banquet among the messy piles of corpses, not paying any attention to the stench and the hellish environment that poured into their noses.

(End of this chapter)