Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 1057 Thousands of hands, immortality

 In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle. However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time. In a quiet corner, three dwarf wizards and fairies were busy around the simple swing. Although they are small in size, every movement they make appears extremely focused and serious, as if they are performing an important ritual.

Among them, a green-haired dwarf was squatting next to the swing, his hands moving quickly between the rope and the wooden chair. His green hair shone in the sunlight, contrasting sharply with his surroundings. However, despite his concentration, the expression on his face revealed a hint of impatience.

To the right of the swing, a dwarf with pointed ears is concentrating on repairing the iron chair. His ears are long and pointed, like a pair of sensitive radars, always capturing the movements around him. However, at this moment, all his attention was focused on the hammer and iron rod in his hand, letting sparks fly in front of his eyes.

“Hey, did you hear what I was calling, Doron?” The green-haired dwarf suddenly raised his head and shouted to the pointed-eared dwarf. His voice was sharp and harsh, breaking the silence around him.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf seemed not to hear it and was still immersed in repairing the iron chair. He held the hammer tightly with both hands and struck the joint of the iron rod again and again, making a crisp "dang-dang" sound.

When the green-haired dwarf saw this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped the pointed-eared dwarf **** the shoulder. This slap was so powerful that the hammer in the pointy-eared dwarf's hand almost dropped.

“Leave me alone, you green-haired ghost!” The pointed-eared dwarf finally raised his head and said impatiently. There was a bit of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the green-haired dwarf's interruption.

 Hearing the words "green-haired ghost", the green-haired dwarf's anger was instantly ignited. He turned his head and screamed: "You dare to call me a green-haired ghost, you stinky bug, do you believe that I will smash your big head with your hammer?"

His voice was sharp and harsh, like a sharp sword cutting through the air. The wrinkled old face was even more horribly distorted at this moment, his eyes widened, shooting out two angry rays of light. He looked a bit ferocious, as if he would pounce on him and fight the pointy-eared dwarf at any moment.

However, the pointy-eared dwarf was undeterred by his threat. He sneered, and the hammer in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily back into his hand. "Huh, it's just you? You still want to smash my head? Stop dreaming!" he said sarcastically.

The green-haired dwarf became even more angry when he saw this. He reached out to grab the hammer from the pointy-eared dwarf's hand, but he nimbly dodged it. The two started a fierce fight next to the swing, chasing each other and refusing to give in.

 Their fighting attracted the attention of surrounding creatures. Some birds flew over curiously to watch and chatter; the fish in the creek also came out of the water and looked curiously at the two dwarfs playing on the shore; even the vines seemed to feel the tension. The atmosphere quietly stretched its branches and leaves, trying to see clearly the outcome of this battle.

However, at this moment, the third dwarf wizard appeared. He had been silently observing the fight between the two, and now he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, hey, hey, stop making trouble, you two! Look what you've become? Do you still look like a wizard? "

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed a majestic and unquestionable power. The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf stopped involuntarily when they heard his words. They looked back at the third dwarf wizard and saw him standing in the sun, with his hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face.

“Hmph!” The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and no longer looked at each other. Although they stopped fighting, the anger in their hearts was not completely extinguished.

 The third dwarf wizard saw this and shook his head helplessly. He knew that these two companions had very stubborn tempers, and it would be difficult to end a quarrel once they started. But luckily he showed up in time to stop them, otherwise we don't know what trouble would have occurred.

 He walked to the swing and carefully inspected the damage to the iron chair. Then he took out some small tools and materials from his pocket and began to repair it. With skillful and quick movements, he quickly restored the iron chair to its original state.

"Okay, you see, it should be fine now." The third dwarf wizard clapped his hands and said.

The green-haired dwarf and the pointed-eared dwarf both turned their heads and looked at the swing. I saw that the originally damaged iron chair was now brand new. They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 “You still have some ability.” The green-haired dwarf muttered, then sat on the swing and started to swing. There was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face but it was much better than before.

The pointed-eared dwarf didn't say anything, he just stood aside silently and watched the green-haired dwarf swing. He was actually a little grateful in his heart. After all, if the third dwarf wizard hadn't appeared in time to stop them, this fight would have lasted for an unknown period of time.

 (End of this chapter)