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Chapter 422 Meeting with the Butcher King

"Ding!"

As before, Gotrek held the moon in his arms and blocked the right ax that came first, and Gragrim had a smile on his face.

"ha!"

The potentially most failed butcher licked his lips. As his eyes moved, the guy turned around and used the barb under the ax blade to catch the iron chain connected to the left axe. Then the two stone pillar-like arms twisted in the middle, and the big

The ax and the chain were tightly entangled.

"It's a man's preference to fight with real swords and guns, and swing the ax from a distance, I think!"

Gotrek exerted great force, and Gragrim was dragged forward several steps. There was already a gap in strength, let alone one hand versus two hands. Fortunately, he was also experienced and gave up his right hand in time.

He struggled with his ax with all his strength and barely managed to stabilize his body.

"Harder, harder!"

"Come on! Prince!"

From the perspective of the general public, this kind of confrontation, which has no threshold and is the simplest and most primitive form, can more arouse their enthusiasm. Considering that it is Gragrim's home stadium, there are voices supporting him everywhere.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Bad, quite bad. Have you really made a breakthrough? What kind of authority does it have? I'm sorry for your blindness, but I saw it clearly yesterday." Asnoli took two deep breaths, but still couldn't hold it back.

After breakfast on the seventh day, Gragg followed the captain of the Ax of Grimnir and headed back to the throne room of Karakgrim. The legendary butcher formations sung by the bards in Butcher Castle were not broken, and several of them were destroyed.

The most fearsome one is the Ax of Grimnir guarding the small shrine.

"You are here to discuss some small matters with you. The Tusk Road has been abandoned for a long time. Do you know that you are not interested in restarting it?"

Asnoli knew how embarrassed Gragg was when we were having a drink and discussing heroes in the deserted village, and he thought I was on an equal footing with Binlong based on my strength!

"Hey, you are so knowledgeable!"

"Binlong Zhaoming? But this is the son of the Dragon Emperor, the governor of Weixi Province?"

"We can just cooperate without me taking the lead. Is there any problem?"

Gragg was slightly startled, but he had to grit his teeth and praise the next sentence. As the co-choice of the ancestors and gods, I at most have to provide theoretical support. Karak Ontrek was the first small fortress to fall, and it was considered

It is the beginning of the age of mourning.

Digul's lips moved, indicating that he was mumbling something. I stood up, straightened my clothes, bowed my hands at the guest table, and returned to my seat. With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Kaderin's mother didn't want to stay any longer, so she got up and left.

into the small hall.

"Your great-grandfather traveled all the way eastward in pursuit of the evil dragon Skaladek. I say that this obvious power is eight times greater than that of the evil dragon! Yes, you have seen through the boundaries.

"

"snort!"

"Well, if you had mentioned it earlier, you would have gone all out. Grimm could not be as large as it is now, and the Tusk Road would not have made much contribution. But you have promised to support Prince Other to regain Karak-ontrik.

Then you break your promise!"

"Oh!"

Outside the eyes of the caravan guards, the pinnacle pass guarded by Butcher's Castle is the end point. Although the dwarves' control over the "King's Road" between the two small fortresses is sometimes good and bad, the civilized world is still different from the wild ogre kingdom.

It's the same.

"please!"

"Let's take a moment to say goodbye. How has Your Majesty been so bad lately?"

"Well.

"

After saying a few polite words, Gragg stood up and left the table, leaving the dull-eyed Butcher King and the cheerful Grimm Dwarf to drink and eat meat in silence.

"Huh? Ah, what did you say?"

Atui Lingxin stood up and greeted me with an iron fist. Did I bring my crown? My bald head looked shiny in the sunlight. The middle-aged king kept his words and looked at Gragg from head to toe and then from toe to head.

"The storm is just a road, it's enough to stay in!" Gragg smiled slightly, and that sentence was really modest.

Gragg and Asnoli's eyes met, and then he raised his hand and a stream of air separated the two. These tribesmen who were sitting far away and were strong enough saw that there were clues, but they didn't have Asnoli's Iron Fist.

Staring at me, I felt like I was seeing the heroic spirits of my ancestors.

The president of the blacksmith guild, Master Shattered Anvil, mixed the chains made with meteorite and wailed in the hands of the two young warriors. Many tribesmen had already stood up, and Agrim Iron Fist could not help but clenched his fists. Only Snorri remained.

Maintaining Yun Danfengqing, Gotrek knew the energy contained in Gotrek's body better than Gotrek himself.

"Restart, why? Is your sea route both dangerous and capable?"

"It's hard to explain. On the one hand, the road to Changya is not very close. On the other hand, you had a brief meeting with Binlong Zhaoming, the lord of Xiayang City, in Cathay. The motivation on my side is very weak!"

"hiss!"

At this time, the Battle of Longbeard had just begun. The small army of Ontrix's expedition to the west had not returned. Once the troops were fully strengthened, and after seven years of experience, the remaining tribesmen directly withdrew from the fortress, which meant that a complete set of broken defenses were left behind.

Greenskins.

Not to mention that the dwarves at that time attacked the fortress they built themselves. In the previous thousands of years, eight of the Lowest Kings had died on the way to recapture it. The Stonehammer clan that once ruled you is like the Andergrand clan.

A replica of the north, they never gave up and returned to their homeland. "The Stone Hammer clan is really, really tough."

Gragrim's veins were exposed, and the tattoos on his face seemed to come to life, but he still couldn't stop his feet from being rubbed back. At that moment, Di Cui Ling let out a loud shout, and suddenly relaxed and used the strength of her opponent.

Knocked out of my arms.

"It's all done by my own family, don't hurt your harmony!"

"You said the Road to Tusk, aren't you interested in restarting it?"

Gragg saw my gaffe in his eyes, and what he said out of his mouth was illness or slowness. Merchants and warriors don’t have the same understanding of the starting point and end point of the Tusk Road. As the heart of the mountains, Eternal Peak is one of the most prosperous commodity distribution centers in the old world.

One is the end point in the eyes of businessmen.

This completely whetted the Butcher King's appetite, but Gragg changed the subject and talked about something else. Asnoli was completely distracted and didn't listen to even a single word.

The sudden change triggered bursts of exclamations. Seeing their prince being thrown to the ground, facing the rain of heavy punches, they could only barely protect their faces with their arms. The dwarves of Karakgrim were heartbroken.

Qi.

"You've been tired from the journey, so you should go and rest first. I'm very grateful for the warm hospitality. I'll leave some time for you tomorrow afternoon if you're not free!"

The throne room was located at the throat of the giant head during the time of King Balagore. The outside was also like an exhibition gallery of trophies, with dried heads, mutilated limbs or weapons filled with evil energy hanging on both sides.

They are all harvested by the butcher kings of past generations.

"I will teach you a trick, but you must learn it well!"

"Um.

Tsk!”

After several struggles and attempts to fight back were resolved, Kaderin's defeat became apparent, but I was still willing to take the initiative to admit defeat. Use the fists that Atui Lingxin is famous for to beat my son on my territory, no matter who.

There was no trace of worry on the face.


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