Star Forge Titan

"Huh?" Alvin looked down and met a pair of angry eyes.

Then, he couldn't help but said in surprise:

"A, dwarf?"

Chapter 11 Detonating Gunpowder

In the other world of Palladio, there is neither the Mohican Indian tribe that invented the Mohawk hairstyle nor the movie "Taxi Driver", but there are still similar hairstyles.

It's not common to find dwarves with a Mohawk, as it's more than just a hairstyle; it's also a symbol of a particular dwarven profession.

Ivan recognized the other person's identity at a glance, a dwarf blood-sworn avenger.

They are also an outsider in dwarven society, often bringing shame to themselves or their family's honor due to past mistakes.

Because of various shames, the Blood Oath Avengers will leave their homeland after taking a strict blood oath, and wash away the shame of the past through extremely cruel battles that are as if they are actively seeking death.

To express their determination to accomplish this, they not only did not wear full armor like normal dwarf warriors, but they did not even wear shirts.

They would often jump into the most brutal, bloody and even dangerous battlefields with their upper bodies bare, two battle axes in hand, without any armor protection, and then use their weapons and muscles to create an even more wild blood storm on the battlefield.

This exaggerated behavior has led some people to directly call them blood slaughterers, or more bluntly, "butchers."

In addition, early dwarf avengers would often shave their heads and wear a cockscomb helmet made of bright feathers or animal mane painted red to make themselves more conspicuous on the battlefield and actively attract enemy attacks.

Later, a dwarf avenger felt that as an avenger who lived and died, even wearing a helmet was not pure enough. However, he wanted to be the most noticeable presence on the battlefield and did not want to lose the conspicuous effect of the cockscomb helmet.

So, after some thought, the Bloodsworn Avenger, who was not as old-fashioned as ordinary dwarves, came up with an idea that even he thought was brilliant.

I can style my hair into a rooster comb! And dye it in all sorts of bright colors!

In that way, wouldn't it be possible to achieve the eye-catching effect of the cockscomb helmet, while also increasing the purity of being a Blood Oath Avenger without a piece of armor!

Therefore, the later Dwarf Bloodsworn Avengers not only did not wear any armor, but also combed their hair into exaggerated Mohawks.

And now, the person pulled out from the crowd by the Mountain King was a dwarf Bloodsworn Avenger with a green Mohawk hairstyle.

This strange dwarf avenger looked quite heroic and powerful among dwarves. To use the dwarf girl's description, he looked like a polished iron ingot, full of masculinity.

But what was surprising was that he now had an extremely eye-catching green hairstyle. He didn't just use ordinary green hair dye, but a full range of green gradient colors that combined olive green, pure green, light bean green, and even fluorescent green.

If it was in other areas, it would be fine, but in a desert where everything looks yellow, this color of hairstyle is extremely eye-catching, and he is definitely the brightest (no doubt) one in the whole place.

As for why Sanwang suddenly picked him up, it was probably because he thought he mistook his hair for some kind of fodder he had never seen before.

Although after being transformed into a shell species, this tall and strange horse (yes, that's right) no longer needs to eat ordinary grass.

It can now use most of the magic materials as food. The small magic furnace that replaced the original horse's big heart is now burning with fully automatic alchemical flames at all times, which can convert various magic materials into magic very efficiently and store them in the mana pool as an excellent energy source to drive this steel body.

However, after all, he had lived as a horse for so many years, and some of the habits he had developed in the past were obviously impossible to change in the short term.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't take good care of this guy." Alvin said repeatedly.

While apologizing to the dwarf on behalf of the Mountain King, he also patted the head of the naughty horse hard. After making a loud "bang" sound like hitting an iron barrel, he quickly urged it to put the others down.

Although the sound was loud enough to attract attention, judging from the way Shanwang shook his head, it was obvious that he was not hurt at all.

However, this strange horse knew who had the bigger fist, so it finally let go obediently.

As for the dwarf avenger who was lifted up by his hair, he finally put his feet on the ground and his eyes almost instantly widened into the size of copper bells.

"..." The dwarf was obviously very angry, and his two developed chest muscles, like two iron plates, bulged and undulated violently like an angry frog.

Alvin noticed that the Avenger's body was surprisingly clean, without any exaggerated tattoo patterns.

Tattoos are the messages that Bloodsworn Avengers use to remember the brutal battles they participated in. They are also the last letters they leave to their families when their bodies are returned to their hometowns after death, expressing that they have used so many battles to wash away their past shame.

Since the dwarf Bloodsworn Avenger in front of him didn't have many tattoos on his body, it meant that this young dwarf hadn't experienced various battlefields yet and probably became an Avenger recently.

Considering that most dwarves have very explosive tempers, and the Bloodsworn Avenger has an even more explosive temper than ordinary dwarves, like a manic patient, Alvin was ready for the other party to draw his fist and swing at him.

But after waiting for a long while, the glaring dwarf avenger actually took a deep breath.

Looking at the black-haired boy who had dismounted with such sincerity, despite the height difference between them, he still had to tilt his head back to meet his gaze. But what came out of the dwarf's mouth was not a furious curse, but just a normal, slightly indignant mutter.

"Forget it, there's no point in arguing with a horse."

He actually held back?

This was really beyond Alvin's expectations.

Although, I originally planned to keep things peaceful and would give in a few steps even if a conflict occurred.

But he really didn't expect that a Bloodsworn Avenger, whose temper was twice as violent as that of an ordinary dwarf, would actually take the initiative to let it go!?!

You know, the vast majority of Avengers never reject any battle, or they often actively pursue battles.

To put it bluntly, these guys are always looking for trouble! They're not just ordinary brawlers, they're the kind of super-brute brawlers who are the most aggressive in the tavern!

And such a blood-sworn avenger could actually resist fighting with him.

Are you a goblin disguised as a dwarf?

Ivan managed to hold back from saying this outrageous thing, but the surprised expression on his face was enough to make the veins on the young dwarf's forehead bulge.

However, he still said nothing, but just snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the noisy explosion site in the distance.

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Ivan tilted his head. He only got some information from Heidi and didn't understand why the explosion attracted so many people?

But judging from the excited expressions of the other extraordinary people at the scene, it must be related to the Witch King's secret magic.

The number of extraordinary people in the crowd has now far exceeded the normal level.

Apparently, the news about the Witch King's secrets had spread more widely than expected.

Considering the value of the Witch King's secret technique, even those superior transcendents who have reached the third level or above and awakened their soul abilities will be tempted by it.

It can be said that any extraordinary person who is in the silent desert and wants to make further progress, whether they are mercenaries who usually lick blood and knife edges, adventurers who explore various dangerous secrets, or scholars and mages who sit in the library to study the truth, will be willing to fight for such a once-in-a-century opportunity.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene has become like a dry powder keg that is ready to explode.

And every extraordinary person present is a powerful gunpowder particle in the barrel!

There was only one copy of the Witch King's secret technique, so all of them viewed the strange extraordinary people around them as competitors who needed to be eliminated. If even the slightest mishap happened again...

Before Alvin realized that the situation was unnatural, he had time to think about it, and a scream that was enough to disturb everyone's heart came from the front.

"Found it!"

The moment these words, which were extremely clear in meaning, were spoken, the atmosphere, filled with the smell of gunpowder, was like a blazing, bright spark falling upon it.

fried! ! !

Chapter 12: Mixed Fucking

The reason that can make a dwarf bloodsworn avenger remain restrained.

It must be something or something of extremely astonishing importance.

The secret magic of the Witch King is such a precious existence.

This logic makes sense, but Alvin still feels something is wrong.

Unfortunately, he no longer had time to delve into the doubts arising from such a minor incident.

Because every extraordinary person at the scene rushed towards the direction where the shout of "Found it" came from.

At the same time, the social chaos unique to the lawless Silent Desert has made many people consciously want to reduce the huge number of competitors in this "treasure hunt" in advance.

In other words, some people began to secretly attack the extraordinary people around them who were strangers to them!

The only reason why they were relatively restrained was probably that they had not yet seen the true 'Secret Method of the Witch King', and it was best not to completely expose their own strength.

however……

After knocking down a wanderer who stabbed him from behind with a punch, Alvin frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

The extraordinary people present were basically low-level extraordinary people of the first and second levels, and no high-level extraordinary people who had reached the third level or above were seen.

What made Alvin feel even more strange was that even if nine out of ten people present had ill intentions towards the other competitors, their primary goal should still be to seize the secret technique.

But the current development is that almost every extraordinary person has become more and more irritable. They may even start fighting like two mad dogs over a small problem like a shoulder bump, without caring at all about the Witch King's secret method that may have been discovered by others.

This is totally illogical. Realizing this, Alvin immediately became alert and began to pay attention to subtle changes around him.

At the same time, he did not forget to calm down and carefully observe any special magical fluctuations that might exist.

The arcane transformation and the promotion ceremony improved his overall quality, allowing Alvin to multitask more easily.

After realizing that something was wrong, the black-haired boy surpassed the thirty-point mark and fully stepped into the perfect realm. He quickly noticed that there seemed to be some obscure but strange magical fluctuations gradually spreading in this area.

Huh? Someone's causing trouble!?!

"Damn it, are you the Avengers or am I the Avenger???"

While I was thinking, I heard a loud shouting from not far away. The voice seemed familiar.

Looking up, Alvin found that it was indeed the dwarf Bloodsworn Avenger who had been picked up by the Mountain King before.

It was strange. He should have been one of the most violent people present, but the dwarf was acting more restrained. He didn't even use the axe blade to directly chop down the person who attacked him, but only used the back of the one-handed axe to attack with blunt force.

Well, judging from the crisp cracking sound, the damage was quite serious.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, and without even looking, he grabbed the long sword of a warrior that was swinging towards him. Although he did not activate the virtual scale steel armor, he did not want to turn the scene into a slaughterhouse for the time being, but the defense of the invisible scales alone made him not have to worry about the sharp edge of the long sword.

The two-meter-five-tall northern man looked at the other person in surprise, as if he didn't understand why the unknown warrior dared to attack him. Then he snatched the sword from the unknown warrior's hand, and as the man's expression quickly changed from astonishment to pain, he twisted the sword, which was of surprisingly good quality, into a knot.

Just use stone weapons honestly!

He complained in his heart, but the following development was somewhat beyond Alvin's expectations. The other party had clearly seen the power he displayed, but not only did he not surrender, he even tried to attack him?

The warrior's eyes were bloodshot, and he punched Ivan in the chest with red eyes.

Very brave, feeling that the other party was worthy of being a warrior known as "Heaven to the right, warrior to the left", Alvin threw a standard Japanese-shaped punch in the crowded and narrow space.

It's been mentioned before that he's been a quick learner since his previous life, picking up most things quickly. For example, this punch was something he'd casually picked up from an action movie with a reliable martial arts choreographer. After accumulating extensive combat experience in the virtual world of Palladia, he'd successfully personalized it, making it surprisingly effective in the right situation.

After ensuring that the force used did not reach the lethal level, the black-haired boy 'gently' threw a punch, which instantly made the warrior who was rushing towards him with red eyes bend his waist like a shrimp and fly back along the same path.

Just like an uncontrolled cannonball, the guy opened his eyes wide and crashed straight into the mud wall of the house on the street.

The entire wall collapsed immediately, leaving most of the unfortunate warrior's body buried under the rubble. Only his two legs were left sticking out, twitching once or twice from time to time to show that he was still alive.

Although the scene was very shocking, it did not scare away the obviously abnormal superhumans.

Because he was only a low-level transcendent, all the attacks coming from all directions were unable to break through Alvin's defense, but it still made him feel annoyed.

Even the Mountain King he was leading became the target of attack several times. Fortunately, this tall, strange horse had thick skin and a explosive temper. After being attacked, it showed five or six points more aggressiveness than its master. It used its super strong and powerful horse legs time and time again to make some people who had lost their minds and attacked it from behind scream and turn into meteors flashing across the sky.

Fighting and retreating to the edge of the battlefield, Ivan noticed that the dwarf Bloodsworn Avenger was doing the same thing as him.

I forgot to mention before that the most extreme Bloodsworn Avengers will even shave off their most precious beards as dwarves.

The one in front of me has a very short beard and looks like a young dwarf who has just reached adulthood. He might be the most extreme type.

But even such an extreme Blood Oath Avenger can now be considered as one of the more restrained people in the field.

One can imagine how intense the conflict currently breaking out on the long street is.

Alvin even saw a transcendent who obviously looked like a wizard not far away. Not only did he not intend to cast magic, but instead he picked up a wooden staff and hit another transcendent on the head.

The latter completely ignored the non-threatening blows from the tall and thin wizard's staff and was fully focused on wrestling with another unknown warrior on the ground.

The scene was so ugly, it was just like two drunkards fighting each other, without any of the dignity and dignity that a superhuman being should have.

In addition, the other people present were in a similar situation. They all fought with each other in a group with red eyes, making the scene extremely chaotic.

"What the hell!" The Dwarf Avenger shouted in surprise beside him.

Ivan glanced at him and conveniently blocked a scimitar that was slashing down from behind. Then, he kicked the turbaned desert native warrior and sent him flying to a fruit stall half a block away.

"Hmph, thanks!" The Dwarf Avenger snorted, and at the same time that Ivan kicked the indigenous warrior away, he threw an axe at him and knocked out a guy who also wanted to attack from behind.

It's interesting to say that although there was some misunderstanding between the two just now, as the few sober people in the field, they cooperated with each other surprisingly tacitly. They defended each other's backs and retreated to the street in an orderly manner with their backs to each other.

"Please help and hold back these lunatics for now."

As Alvin spoke, he caught the wanderer who was secretly reaching into his pocket. That was also a weird thing. Others would fight each other after falling into chaos, but this guy was stealing indiscriminately.

After waving the thieving wanderer around and forcibly clearing out a space, Alvin made sure that nothing was missing from him before throwing him into a trash can on the side of the road.

"Tall boy, what do you want to do?"