"Okay! Thank you, Lord Killer!"

When the Kui dwarf heard this, he immediately started to take action.

However, his status was noble after all, so in the end, other dwarves were sent to test the situation first.

The first one to appear was the dwarf blacksmith at the back.

Even though this dwarf is only 1.34 meters tall, his burly body does not look like that of a humanoid creature at all.

Under the dwarf blacksmith's coarse linen clothes, his arms were at least as thick as an ordinary human's thigh.

"Let me, Quelad, have a taste of this hellfire wine of yours. How dare you claim to be the best in the world? Don't let me down!"

At this time, the dwarf blacksmith had already walked to the high platform and snorted coldly at the guard holding the wine.

The lower the dwarves are, the less scheming they are, so even when facing Gervais, the God of Death, he will not hesitate to speak.

In fact, we have met the blacksmith dwarf Gervais several times. He is the well-known blacksmith outside the City of Hope. He was the one who helped Gervais forge the skeleton soldiers and nightmare armor.

The craftsmanship was so extraordinary that even Bernard said he couldn't compare to it after seeing it.

"Give him a wine bottle!"

Hearing the words of this dwarf, Gervais smiled. This is a talent, and what he likes most is talent.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guard responded in the street, then directly picked up the jug on the side and started filling the wine!

While the guard was loading the wine, Quellard glanced at Gervais in surprise, and then bowed slightly towards him.

Because of Gervais's move, Quellard felt an instant sense of satisfaction.

In the past, those human adventurers always drank from bowls, and they only filled half of the bowl.

Now let him drink directly from a wine bottle. Doesn't this indirectly prove that dwarves are more powerful than those human adventurers?

After the salute, Quellard stopped talking and began to wait quietly for the guards to serve him wine.

After a while, the guard filled a flask of Hellfire wine and handed it to Quillad.

Qualard took the jug and immediately smelled a strong aroma of wine, which came from the jug.

"this……"

Quellard was shocked. Such a smell of wine was naturally very familiar to him, an 'alcoholic'.

Unlike beer, which is like stinking water, dwarf fire wine has a strong and strong aroma of grain alcohol. Any dwarf can smell it immediately and be deeply fascinated by this aroma.

But at this moment, he discovered that the aroma of the pot of wine in his hand was richer and stronger than the dwarf's fire wine.

Quellard couldn't help but swallow secretly.

"Impossible! The dwarf's fire wine is the best wine in the Holy Continent!"

The next moment, Quellard immediately woke up and cheered himself up. The dwarf's sense of honor prevented him from belittling the dwarf fire wine like this.

Then Quelard put the spout of the pot to his mouth, trying to find out the flaws of the pot of wine and make the dwarf fire wine the only one in his heart.

"Goo-dong-gu-dong-gu-dong!"

"Hiss!"

When the impactful liquid of Hellfire Wine entered his mouth, Quelard knew that the dwarves had "lost" because he could not find any flaws in this Hellfire Wine.

The moment he entered the mouth of this hellfire wine, he felt an unprecedented stimulation of his taste buds. This was definitely the strongest wine he had ever drunk in his life.

It was as if a ball of fire had been poured into his mouth. Not only was the impact strong, it also gave him a sense of pleasure again in his mouth that had been numbed by dwarf fire wine for a long time.

After taking three big gulps in a row, Quillade temporarily took the wine bottle away from his mouth, and then made a comfortable hissing sound.

And as Qualard's hissing sound came out, the expressions of the hundreds of dwarves on the sidelines changed.

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

This is like the burping sound of a very hungry person after a full meal, or the exhalation of relief after being extremely nervous.

Therefore, such a hissing sound can only be made when there is a special reservation.

But Quillard was still very aggressive when he first came on the field. What could change his mood at this time?

For dwarves, there is only good wine!

"Is this hellfire wine really stronger than our fire wine? This is impossible!"

The dwarves on the sidelines like Kui are unwilling to believe this fact, let alone hope that such a thing will happen.

"Quillard, drink quickly! Drink three pots to win the bonus!"

Kui knew that after drinking a strong drink, the longer the time passed, the greater the stamina would be.

And if Quellard can drink three pots of hellfire wine in a short period of time, no matter what happens afterwards, as long as he doesn't fall down on the spot, then the dwarves will win in this matter today.

There was still some chance of regaining some reputation for the Dwarf Firewine, so he no longer cared about his dignity and immediately shouted a reminder to Quelad.

"Oh! OK!"

Quellard was just in the wonderful feeling of having his taste buds reborn, and he reacted instantly when he heard Prince Kui's shout.

Although he is a blacksmith, he still has to uphold the dignity of dwarf fire wine.

Immediately, Quellard continued to pick up the wine bottle in his hand, put it to his mouth, and then started drinking.

In just over ten seconds, Quellard poured a pot of hellfire wine into his belly.

"Hey! Hurry, give me another pot!"

After drinking a bottle, Quellard quickly handed the bottle back to the guard, and then spoke to urge him.

The guard had already prepared another filled wine flask and exchanged it directly with Quillade.

…

"This dwarf is so powerful. He even drank a pot and couldn't even drink it! Could it be that he is going to take away the bonus!"

"Don't let him take it away, I haven't even played yet!"

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

They didn't expect that the dwarf's drinking capacity could be so strong. After all, there were more than 800 people supporting him before, and even the most powerful adventurer only drank three bowls.

The first dwarf immediately started drinking from the second pot.

And Quellard had no time to pay attention to the discussions of the adventurers outside the venue. He just wanted to drink the second pot as quickly as possible!

"Gudong, gudong! Hiccup! Give me another... another pot!"

It took Quillard more than half a minute to finish the second pot of Hellfire Wine.

However, even though the Hellfire Wine was drunk, Qualard's state at this time also showed obvious changes.

His originally dark skin turned red, as if coated with a layer of red wax, and it was even more obvious on his big nose.

In addition to the change in his face, Quellard's body also began to sway greatly, like a roly-poly.

Fortunately, Quellard's unwillingness to admit defeat still supported him. At the same time, the taste of the hellfire wine was indeed good, so he immediately asked the guard for a third bottle of wine.

The guard heard Quellard's words and subconsciously glanced at Gervais.

It was obvious that this dwarf's performance also made him feel a little bit of danger, and he was worried that the 10,000 gold coins would really be won by this dwarf.

"Give it to him!"

Gervais, on the other hand, was not worried at all because the old god was there.

The burp just now showed that Quillade was full, and it was impossible for him to drink the next bottle quickly.

Moreover, Gervase also drank fire wine himself, and based on the strength of hell fire wine, he estimated it.

He felt that without using fighting spirit to relieve the hangover, 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 reloading of Quellard, he probably doesn't even need half a pot.

After hearing what Gervais said, the guard stopped delaying and immediately handed the third bottle of wine to Quellard's hand.

"I want to fight for the honor of the dwarves..."

"I will fight for the honor of Firewine..."

In fact, Quellard now felt extremely dizzy, and his stomach was extremely turbulent and burning.

According to his past habits, this was his limit. At this time, he would usually get into his soft bed and sleep soundly for three days and three nights.

But now, in order to win the competition, he wanted to continue to persevere, so he kept mumbling in a low voice to encourage himself!

"Gudong... burp, gudong... burp!"

Quillade continued to pick up the third bottle of wine and began to drink.

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

Every time he took a sip, he had to wait for several seconds or even more than ten seconds. After he burped, he slowly continued to drink.

"Gudong...hiccup, I want to fight for the honor of the dwarves..."

"Gudong... hiccup, I want to..."

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

Plop!

"I want to...hoohoohoo!"

When Quillade took the fourth sip of the third pot, it had already taken nearly three or four minutes, and just when he wanted to continue taking the fifth sip, his consciousness finally became completely blurred and he could no longer stand still.

, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Quellard, who fell to the ground, still murmured, and then he held half of the pot and purred unconsciously.

Wow!

"Wow! The dwarf actually fell!"

"Yes! It seems that he only drank four sips from the third bottle, right? He is a knight of the white flag, and the hellfire wine is really powerful!"

Seeing Qualard fall, the adventurers who were watching breathed a sigh of relief, but they couldn't help but be shocked by the powerful feeling of hellfire.

There are many drinks that can knock down human adventurers, even beer. After all, human bodies are inherently weaker.

The only strong drink that could bring down the dwarves was the dwarves' own firewine.

But now they have added this Hellfire Wine, which is just two and a half pots. With this alone, the reputation of Hellfire Wine will spread throughout the Holy Alliance from today on.

Kui and all the dwarves heard what Adventure said, and all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

In this way, there is no need to compete. Once out of this gate, the dwarf's fire wine will really be overwhelmed by the hell fire wine.

"Prince Kui, are you responsible for this dwarf yourself, or should I have someone 'send' him outside the manor?"

But at this moment, Gervais's voice came over

"Thank you God of Killing for your kindness. Our people should be taken care of by our own people!"

Kui thanked him calmly and sent two dwarf guards to take Quillad outside the venue.

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

After Quillade was carried down, Kui immediately sent a dwarf forward.

This dwarf named Tierui is tall and strong, and his cultivation is much better than that of Quelard. He is a black flag knight.

In order to save the current situation, he did not care much. Anyway, the God of Death did not stipulate the strength of the men sent out. He only required that strength should not be used to relieve the drunkenness.

Sure enough, when Tierui came to the field, Gervais on the high platform did not react at all, and was still sitting leisurely on the soft chair.

"Here, I'll give you this jug of wine!"

The guard moved quickly, quickly filled a pot of hell fire wine and handed it to Tie Rui.

Tierui also had the same mental journey as Quelad after drinking the hellfire.

First, I was surprised by the aroma of this hellfire wine.

Later, when the hell fire wine was in my mouth, I immediately made a sufficient judgment. This hell fire wine is worthy of being the best in the world.

Just for the glory of the dwarves, he must try his best to win this competition.

One pot...two pots...

But the wishes are full, and the reality is always very skinny.

When the second pot was finished, Tie Rui also followed in Quillard's footsteps, belching from time to time. The only thing that was better than Quillard was that the tower's body swayed less.

The third pot!

One bite, two bites...six bites...

Plop!

Gervais's calculations are very accurate.

Even a black flag knight like Tie Rui cannot stop him from facing Hellfire Liquor with his physical body.

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

At this time, the wine in the jug is neither too much nor too little, with just half of the jug left!

"Wow! Fell down again!"

"What can we do? The two dwarves fell down drunk. Is there any hope for us?"

"This hellfire wine seems to be the best in the world! I have never seen a dwarf fall down on the spot after drinking dwarf fire wine!"

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

The pile of yellow and orange gold coins were clearly placed on the high platform and very close to them, but they felt out of reach.

"I'll give it a try!"

This time, without Gervais asking, two guards quickly walked out of the crowd of dwarves and carried Tierui back.

After Tierui was carried away, faced with the scene of the human adventurers boasting about the Hellfire Wine, the dwarves stood up without hesitation even though they knew the odds were slim.

The first pot, the second pot...

Plop!

"I'll do it!"

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

"I'll do it!"

Plop!

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Suddenly, in just over half an hour, it was the dwarf's turn to start serving dumplings.

There were more than a hundred dwarves on the field, but unfortunately, without exception, they all fell down in the third pot, without exception.

After more than a hundred people drank, there were still dwarves who wanted to continue playing, but at this time, Prince Kui waved his hand to stop the dwarves!

"Let me give it a try!"

Kui knew that sending more people up would only increase the reputation of this hellfire wine.

He was really curious as to how strong it could be so that the dwarf warrior could not drink more than three pots.
Chapter completed!