Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

“Boom!”

A pillar of fire shot up into the sky, and the flames raged, turning the player on the field into ashes.

The woman with golden vertical pupils and slender dragon horns waved her hand gently, and the flames dissipated.

She turned around, bowed slightly, and greeted the audience.

The commentator's voice was passionate. "Another exciting game, a crushing victory!"

"Let us congratulate Xia Ye Qiu Yu for winning this game!"

The audience burst into warm cheers, and there were also fanatical fans holding up light boards and shaking them constantly.

"Qiuyu's wife!"

"I like her so much!"

"Qiuyu is so amazing! So beautiful and cool! I totally love her!"

"She's my wife, so of course she's excellent."

"Qiuyu is your wife on Xiaye? I'll pee first, wake this guy up."

"Damn it, she's obviously my wife!"

"Hello, dear audience friends and players."

"Today is the third day of the qualifiers. You can see that everyone's emotions are still very high. The players in this round are also extremely outstanding. They are..."

The voices of the commentators echoed in the arena.

The qualifiers were in full swing. All the powerful star players basically won all the games and advanced. There were also many dark horses that stood out from the crowd.

Many famous scenes were also born:

The rainy night city summoned the "Immortal Three" to beat up the opponent, the natural warrior chopped the full-level paladin in half with one sword, and Charlotte's textbook spell counterattack.

However, there are nearly 100,000 participants in this competition, and 154 competition areas will be held for 12 days.

On average, each venue will have 50 games per day.

And those players who advanced early are naturally preparing for the elimination round. The information of professional players has been sold at sky-high prices on the black market.

As a highly anticipated "professional player", Mantou is worried about his weapons.

As a player who won all three games, he has advanced in advance and does not have to worry about the place in the elimination round.

But in the second game yesterday, he was "suicide-attacked" by a strange machine player.

The opponent rushed over with a full electromagnetic bomb, almost causing him to crash on the spot. Fortunately, Noodles reacted quickly, turned around in the air, and took him out of the explosion range.

Although he was fine, the rare "Red Scale Standard Lance" that had accompanied Mantou for a long time was destroyed in the battle, which made him feel very painful.

So, he deliberately found a player of the Mechanicus and wanted to buy some equipment from them.

"You want to buy cold weapons?"

The wheelchair man in the battlefield was surprised.

"Wouldn't it be nice to buy a semi-automatic rifle? I have a rifle imitating the M1 Garand rifle and a lightning element launcher."

"No, you don't understand the romance of lance charge!"

The wheelchair man in the battlefield was a little disappointed, but he still said: "As for cold weapons, the ones produced by the Mechanicus are not of the highest quality."

"By the way, if you want to buy cold weapons, I recommend you go to a place, the Brass Fortress."

"The cold weapons made by the fire dwarves there are the best, and even rare artifacts have been produced."

"Oh?"

Hearing the word "rare", Mantou, who had never found anything when opening a box, had his eyes light up.

"Where is this Brass Fortress you are talking about?"

"The plane of fire element."

One day later.

Fire Elemental Plane, Brass Fortress, outside the Imperial Office.

"So many people."

Mantou held the Fire Elemental Plane Pass he had just obtained, looking at the crowded crowd around him and the busy fire dwarves, with a happy expression on his face.

In the center of the city, the huge statue of the Dwarf God was tall and majestic, and the small houses made of brass were particularly exquisite, and there were "clang! clang!" The sound of iron forging was everywhere.

In the distance, there were factories with steam coming out, which looked newly built and quite imperial in style.

Is this where artifacts are made?

It fits his imagination very well.

"But these fire dwarves look alike, as if they were carved out of the same mold."

Mantou saw a blacksmith shop in front of him with a plaque of "Gino's Weapon Workshop" hanging on it.

Several exquisite equipment were displayed on the weapon rack, which were all "rare" quality weapons, including his favorite spear.

"Then let's go here and take a look first."

Mantou pushed open the door and walked into the blacksmith shop. A fire dwarf appeared in front of him, making him widen his eyes and his jaw almost dropped.

"Fuck?"

"Second dimension?"

No wonder he was so surprised.

The fire dwarf in front of him did not fit his stereotype of a beard and a short and strong figure at all, but looked cute.

He had a round face, big eyes, delicate features, and a thin and slender figure. He wore a brass lace skirt, a brass bow behind him, and brass ponytails.

You fucking call this a dwarf?

The legendary copper-cast fire spirit?

This is obviously a copper-cast loli!

But soon, the loli fire dwarf made a rough voice that was completely inconsistent with her appearance, like a fire crackling:

"Are you. Starfaller?"

Gino's expression suddenly became extremely angry.

But the angry expression appeared on this pretty face, but it showed a different kind of shame and annoyance.

"Are you still going to ask me why I look like this?"

Mantou forced a smile and nodded.

Gino roared: "It's all your fault, the Starfallers!"

"There is a damn bastard. He, in order to satisfy his dirty desires, secretly replaced the mold of the Fire Dwarf Foundry, and made me look like this! I don't have the strong body of other Fire Dwarves, nor do I have their good-looking beards. I have been ridiculed by other Fire Dwarves since I was born!"

"He also said that I have the cutest appearance. That damn bastard, I really want to smash his head with a copper hammer!"

"Moradin, it is because of you Starfallers that I have become the thinnest and ugliest Fire Dwarf in the past hundred years!"

"Puff"

Mantou couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at!"

It's hard not to laugh at the scene of the loli dwarf with a rough voice.

After venting his anger, Gino hugged his slender arms and said angrily: "Starfaller, what are you doing here again?"

Mantou said: "My weapon is broken, I want to make a new lance."

Gino snorted coldly, turned his head with a gloomy face, and looked away deliberately: "Please find another place, Starfallers are not welcome here, and I will not serve you."

Mantou did not feel discriminated against, he still wanted to laugh.

What is the fire dwarf version of Tsundere Loli?

Very good video material.

It can forge weapons and make videos, it is simply the best of both worlds.

The second-dimensional brother of the Mechanicus is really amazing. He actually replaced the mold and used the casting of fire dwarves as making figures.

Thinking of this, Mantou put away his smile and said seriously: "Although we are both Starfallers, I am not him."

"You are angry at me because of his mistakes. This is unfair to me. Do you want others to know that 'Gino is a stingy fire dwarf'?"

Gino lowered his head and crossed his two fingers.

After a long silence, he whispered: "What you said seems to make sense."

"I'm sorry"

Gino's voice was as subtle as a mosquito's hum.

Fire dwarves are a loyal and honest race. They abide by the rules, rarely lie, and often recognize their mistakes.

"That's right!"

"It doesn't matter if you make mistakes, as long as you have the courage to admit it and actively correct it."

Mantou said with a smile.

He looked at the Loli Fire Dwarf and his tone became passionate.

"Gino, since you were born like this and your appearance can't be changed, why don't you make your inner self better?"

"Life is never determined by appearance."

Mantou's eyes were burning, and he patted the Loli Fire Dwarf's shoulder earnestly.

"The beauty or ugliness of appearance is not important, the goodness or evil of the heart is the most important! You look like this, so you need to work harder to change yourself!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the distance, his tone was sonorous and powerful.

"I believe that as long as you work hard and treat others kindly, you can become a great fire dwarf even without a strong body!"

"I you."

"You, you are right!"

Gino clenched his fists. This innocent fire dwarf who had never drunk chicken soup for the soul was obviously touched.

If he was not a fire element creature and could not shed liquid, he would probably have tears in his eyes.

"Mr. Mantou, you are different from them. You are a good starfaller."

"I will make the best equipment for you now! I want everyone to know that I, Gino, can also become a great fire dwarf!"

"Okay!"

Mantou smiled and nodded.

Great!

The best of both worlds!

Not only have weapons been made, but there are also new video materials. How can it be described in one word!

Suddenly, he found that the fire dwarf loli tugged at his clothes and said awkwardly: "I think what you said is very meaningful."

"Are you interested in meeting my friends? They should be happy to make equipment for you."

"Of course."

Mantou turned around and was stunned. He saw several fire dwarves with outrageous looks coming towards him.

Some looked like mechanical cats, some looked like Korean plastic surgery faces, some were molded into Ultraman, and even Transformers.

The variety of them made Mantou think he had entered the wrong game.

Who on earth did this!

It's so beastly!

And this guy has a lot of hobbies.

"They are all victims of that bastard starfaller, and they can't integrate into the fire dwarf society because of their appearance."

"Damn, this way is really wild"

Mantou couldn't help muttering to himself and stretched out his hand.

"Wait-"

"Huh?"

The loli fire dwarf who was about to forge equipment turned around with a curious expression.

"Are you interested in developing new business, such as tourist visits and paid photo services for the Falling Stars?"

A few days later, Mantou, wearing brand new equipment, appeared in the audience of the first competition area, with a high spirit on his face.

Singo looked at the armor on his body and the lance with a cold light, and his expression was a little surprised: "Did you rob a bank?"

"What bank robbery? This is made for me by my friend!"

"What kind of friend is this? He can even make rare quality equipment? Although there is not much magic attached, the basic value is very high."

Mantou thought about it and answered seriously: "Little Loli, Doraemon, Korean plastic surgery face, Transformers, Hatsune Miku"

Singo: "."

Mantou smiled and said: "Don't worry about these details, aren't we here to watch the game?

"It seems that there is a match for Zhan Kuang today?"

Singo said calmly: "Not only Tiansheng Zhan Kuang, but also several professional players are playing their last qualifying match today. It's a good opportunity to see their level."

"Where's Qiu Yu?"

"She has too many fans in the audience, so it turned into a autograph session. I sent the video to her."

"Awesome."

Mantou couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Singo continued, "It's a pity that now it seems that those professional players haven't revealed their cards yet."

"There are too many people registered for the preliminaries, and it's rare for professional players to meet each other. Most of their battles are crushing, and you can't see much."

"Especially those professional mage players, such as Charlotte, who has been using fireballs, and you can't figure out his magic at all."

Mantou hugged his arms and said slowly, "Xingou, you are still too cautious. I never care about the situation of my opponents."

"When the enemy comes, the general will stop it, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it. The main thing is that I am not afraid of anyone!"

Singo glanced at him and said coldly, "You will be beaten to a pulp later, but don't cry to the referee and regret your actions at the beginning."

The referee's voice sounded.

"No. 12533, a natural warrior."

"Glory belongs to the natural warrior!"

"The natural warrior, cut down everything!"

The audience suddenly burst into a warm cheer.

Tiansheng Zhan Kuang is also a veteran profession, well-known in major games, and has its own fan club in "Erezaigai".

"Brother Zhan Kuang is here!"

Mantou was also excited.

Compared to being chased and bombed on the field, he still prefers to watch others fight in the audience.

"No. 23335, Night Poetry."

Hearing this name, the audience was boiling again, but this time it was not cheering, but indignation.

Those players who had been stolen from were filled with righteous indignation, and they wanted to go on the field to punish Night Poetry in person.

"Fuck? Black Beast!"

"Okay, okay!"

"From now on, I am a fan of Brother Zhan Kuang!"

"Brother Zhan Kuang, chop off the head of Black Beast with a bad mind!"

Soon, under the urging of the referee, Tiansheng Zhan Kuang, who was shirtless, and Night Poetry, who was wearing a black robe, came to the venue.

In the audience, Singo said calmly: "This is interesting. I know about Night Poetry. Although he is a beast, he is still very powerful in some aspects."

Mantou was a little curious.

"So Brother Zhan Kuang is at risk of losing?"

"Of course not. Just watch and you will know in a moment."

The referee's call echoed in the venue of the first division.

"Let the game begin!"

Night Poetry is an 8th level wanderer player who chose the [Thief] branch.

In the previous two games, he used the Cloud Mist spell, relying on his own agility and quick hand proficiency to play his opponent around and even steal all the equipment on his opponent.

At this moment, Night Poetry looked at the natural Zhan Kuang in the distance.

"This guy is a bit tricky."

"But such a great god must have a lot of good equipment."

"No matter, let's muddy the water first and then fish in troubled waters!"

He threw a smoke bomb forward directly, filling the field with smoke and obscuring the vision.

"Damn you, Black Beast!"

"Damn, I can't see anything clearly!"

"Damn, you are Black Beast, you are interfering with the game!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the smoke.

"Ahhhhh——"

The majestic air wave spread out with Tiansheng Zhan Kuang as the center, dispersing all the smoke and shaking off the Night Poetry who touched him.

The Night Poetry looked down at his empty hands, stunned: "What?"

"He, he didn't bring any equipment!"

"He only has that axe!"

"It's okay, I still have a way!"

Various smoke bombs, sonic boom bombs, interference arrows, poison bottles, and charm scrolls were taken out of the Night Poetry's robe and thrown at Tiansheng Zhan Kuang.

Various vicious and cruel additional effects made people's scalps numb.

But he didn't expect that as a high-level Berserker, Tiansheng Zhan Kuang had the "selfless rage" path characteristic, which made him almost immune to all control methods during the rage.

The enemy had nowhere to hide in his beast-like fighting instinct!

"Die!"

The Tiansheng Zhan Kuang, with red eyes, raised his battle axe, let out a violent battle cry, and chopped it down with hatred.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, soaking the black robe. The axe was so powerful that even the ground was split.

"Fighting is awesome!"

The audience cheered with unprecedented enthusiasm, not only cheering for Tiansheng Zhan Kuang's strength, but also celebrating someone's tragic death. (End of this chapter)