Aicui shuddered, he stammered, and after a long while he laughed and said, "The Vanir are good at making dummies. Perhaps, this is their dummies!"
Lin Fan threw Ai Cui to the ground and said coldly: "I will give you a chance to surrender, but the premise is that you have to give me a piece of evidence - a piece of evidence that proves that you have not been to the Dark Universe. Dwarf King, there are only three days left, you must hurry up!"
After saying this last sentence, Lin Fan no longer looked at Ai Cui who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and left.
After Lin Fan left completely, the flattering look on Ai Cui's face disappeared completely.
He looked angrily at the place where the Vanir gods lived, wishing he could travel through time and kill all those gods!
These damn gods, if they don't want to deal with Lin Fan960 alone, they will force the dwarves to be dragged into the water!
I was even afraid that they would just become puppets if they didn't enter the water!
If Lin Fan hadn't come to his house today to explain the matter clearly, he wouldn't have known what had happened in the past few days!
Thinking of this, Ai Cui's face became even gloomier!
Since you, the gods, have done this, don't blame the dwarves for being cruel!
Ai Cui floated back down the mountain. The crack in the sky had not completely disappeared. Below the crack, Ai Cui found his body with his head crushed by Lin Fan.
The ochre-colored natural aura was summoned by Etri from deep underground, slowly repairing the corpse.
It was not until the moon climbed up the hillside that half of the corpses on the ground were restored.
Although it's not very good, it's usable anyway.
Ai Cui looked at the corpse and sighed softly, then lay down on top of the corpse.
The suspended soul felt its own body and was called back.
The moment it entered his body, the intense pain made Ai Cui moan involuntarily.
Beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans fell from his rough forehead and flowed into the grass.
His pain was felt by Watalheim, and the whole earth began to tremble, wailing for the pain in his body.
A gentle breeze blew over, bringing with it a breath of nature that smoothed out the ridges between Ai Cui's brows.
He gently stroked the breeze and said softly, "Thank you."
Every blade of grass, every tree, every breeze and every mountain here are of special importance to the dwarves.
Just because of these reasons, he would never let Lin Fan destroy this place!
For this purpose, he even turned his back on the light and threw himself into darkness, personally making weapons and giving them to Lin Fan!
His thoughts came to an abrupt end here, and Ai Cui closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, all the warmth in his eyes disappeared, leaving only cruelty.
He wants to protect Watalheim and the bloodline of the dwarves!
Nothing can stop him!
Aicui opened the door that he had sealed, and the dwarves inside rushed out in an instant!
When they saw the wound on Aicui's head, their eyes suddenly turned red!
One of the dwarves choked up and said, "King, it's all my fault that you became like this because you tried to save me!"
Ai Cui looked up and suddenly remembered that this dwarf was the one he pushed in at the last moment.
In order to reduce the other party's guilt, Ai Cui smiled gently: "How can it be because of you? I just didn't react fast enough."
He paused, looked at the other elders with a serious expression, and said, "You, come with me."