As the Gur beast tore apart the dwarves' front line from the front, a whole group of great horned beasts and seven or eight minotaurs rushed in behind it.
Snorri shouted and mobilized the long-bearded warriors to fill the gap in the Iron Breaker Warriors' defense line. Each tribesman burst out with enough courage. They waved the guys in their hands at the Gur Beast without hesitation, even if they were still tall.
It cannot surpass the hoofs of giant beasts.
"Boom!"
A huge tree falling from the sky disintegrated the defense line that the dwarves had finally reorganized, and another group of warriors were blown away by the impact. The long-bearded warriors did not have meteorite armor, and the quality was lower than that of their comrades, but this also caused them to fall.
A little lighter.
Some of the green light spots in mid-air found their targets, and the lucky ones got up under the healing grace of God, but many tribesmen never stood up again.
Leviathan Butcher Rogoff emerged from the crowd with his sky-high orange hair crown. This warrior served as the pioneer and was the first to enter the valley to investigate possible ambush, and only now returned.
He held the giant ax tightly and chopped down two horned beasts blocking the way. He rolled a few times and got under the Gur beast. He struck hard on its Achilles tendon with the axe, and the back of the ax was almost directly immersed in it.
In the twisted body.
The butchers are experts at handling giant beasts. They know that such a behemoth must attack its vital points to be effective. Under this severe blow, the four-armed bull demon's left leg could no longer bear the weight, and it knelt down on one knee in pain.
"Rogo..."
Before the cheers of the dwarves could stop, they saw a deformed arm of the four-armed bull demon striking down at a strange angle. Rogoff did not prevent this move. He was directly knocked into the air and fell heavily on the ground.
on the ground.
Seeing that the situation was reversed and the brave butcher was defeated, many tribesmen began to sing ancient funeral songs, preparing to make a last stand against the beastmen who rushed into the valley entrance.
"Look!"
At this moment, Bloxon, who always kept his monocular sight close to his body, suddenly pointed to the cliff on the left, and a figure appeared on it.
Snorri's eyes turned when he heard the sound. The figure's movements were very fast, but when Snorri recalled it afterwards, it seemed as if the slow motion was engraved in his heart frame by frame.
Judging from the figure, it was a dwarf. He opened his hood and pulled off his tattered cloak, revealing a purple cloak. Runes were flowing on the cloak, and under the moonlight
Dancing in the wind and making hunting noises.
His beard was very white. Snorri and all the other witnesses swore countless times in the days that followed that it was the whitest beard they had ever seen. The long white beard was surrounded by golden beards.
The ring is neatly groomed.
The dwarf's face was obscured by a silver helmet. He was wearing a piece of plate armor, but it didn't seem to be made of metal under the moonlight. He suddenly pulled out a two-handed battle ax from the package. Under the gaze of the tribe,
Jumping down from the cliff in amazement.
"Death, you evil beast! In the name of my dearest relative Granny!" The dwarf's voice was extraordinary, but his power was even greater than his voice.
The Gur beast raised its stupid head and looked up into the sky. The moon in the sky was the last thing it saw. The warrior who fell from the sky used the battle ax in his palm to split the giant beast in half!
"Huh!" He landed gently on the ground, shook the ax, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Boom! Boom!" The four-armed bull demon's body was split into two pieces from the head and fell down, and the mountains on both sides were shaken.
For a moment, blood rained down, but this did not disturb the one who fell from the sky. The runes on his purple cloak flashed, and not even a drop of dirty animal blood splashed on him.
"G, Grim Brindel?" Leviathan Butcher Rogoff said painfully while lying on the ground looking at the white beard floating in front of him. The huge impact seriously injured his internal organs. Every word this warrior said was...
A mouthful of blood gushes out.
"It's me, little guy!" The dwarf's loud voice sounded again, and the tribesmen's suspicions were verified, and they let out a shocking exclamation.
"They all said that you came from the palace of the ancestors and gods. Now, can I go in?"
Rogoff struggled to ask the question he was most concerned about. From the moment he became a butcher, the meaning of his life was only to wash away his sins with an honorable death in order to regain the qualifications to enter there.
"Of course, you have proven your courage, but now is not the time!" Grim Brindel's face hidden under the helmet seemed to smile. He waved gently and guided some green light balls to be injected into Rogoff's body. The Butcher
After coughing a few times and moving his body twice, his injury seemed to be under control.
"Come with me, sons of the mountains! The hatred against these filthy hoofed creatures will be settled today!" Grimbryndel turned around, with the dwarves shouting wildly behind him.
At this time, Snorri's subordinates had no discipline or organization at all, and they acted as if they were crazier than the beastmen on the opposite side! The non-combat troops also picked up the guys nearby to join the counterattack.
Snorri stood on the anvil and watched as Cousin Tuomi held an ax in one hand and couldn't find a shield in the other hand, but he took an counter as a substitute and rushed forward, shouting.
No dwarf wants to miss the honor of fighting alongside Grimbrindl, a dwarf word that means "white-bearded ancestor". The enemies of the dwarves call him the White Dwarf in fear.
Most of the tribesmen believe that he is Snorri Whitebeard, the first High King of the Mountain Kingdom and the youngest son of the ancestor goddess Valaya and the father god Granny.
His brothers became ancestral minor gods, and he, as an extremely powerful demigod, ruled and maintained the foundation created by his father and brothers.
When Malekith, who was not yet the Dark Elf Witch-King, first came to the old world to open up, he formed a deep friendship with the white dwarf. The white dwarf summoned Malekith before his death, and the two concluded an agreement to ensure that the elves and the
The dying vows of the dwarves who have been friends for generations.
When Malekith drove a wedge between the elves and dwarves in order to seize control of Ulthuan, igniting the fuse of the Longbeard War, the powerful oath carved on the coffin by the runemasters of the Golden Age was broken.
Snorri Whitebeard's soul returned to the mortal world under the combined influence of rune power and hatred, seeking revenge on Malekith and all the enemies of the dwarves.
In the long years that followed, Grim Brindel appeared countless times at the most desperate moments of the legendary battle. He wore the Riptide Rune Helm, wore Grim's Sharp Scale Armor, and wore his mother Vala on his shoulders.
The cloak woven by Ya herself, and the battle ax given by Grimnir in her palm turned the tide.
