Chapter 1569 The Stubborn Dwarf

Narant saw this and shouted at the dwarf in surprise.

"Hmph, you evil dark gods, let me, Kadel, kill one of you today, lest other creatures be harmed by you!" The dwarf snorted coldly when he saw Narant's surprise.

"Hmph, dwarf, you want to kill me with your short stature? Don't surrender later, let me kill you, a dwarf!" Narant also responded in the same tone.

As soon as the voice fell, Narant immediately raised the long knife in his hand, "Go to hell, dwarf!"

The dwarf was naturally not afraid of Narant's attack, and still used the previous attack method, smashing the hammer in his hand to the ground, "Explosive Strike!"

Then, the flames that could turn quickly spread towards Narant. Narant had already had experience and simply did not run away, and directly took out the dark demon's body shield to resist.

"Haha, dwarf, your attack doesn't seem to work, it's blocked by my shield!"

After blocking the attack, Nalante immediately shouted.

"Shameless, too shameless, you are still a dark demon, you shameless dark demon!"

"Yes, you use shields to resist attacks in every round, don't you have other means? You are a dark demon!"

Before the dwarf said anything, the audience on the sidelines had already started to curse.

Because in today's competition, Nalante was the most shameless among the dark demons.

Fighting is not only about relying on shields to win, but also consuming the enemy's divine power.

The most shameful thing is that in the end he took advantage of the fact that others had no divine power and wanted to kill the other party in violation of the rules.

No one would not hate such an act.

Although other dark demons are also hateful and evil, they rely on their strength to win, and they are not so unpopular, and they can be regarded as winning the glory.

The dwarf raised his axe and chopped out a blade, offsetting Nalan's blade.

Then he looked at Nalan with a sneer, "Did you hear that, Dark Demon, all the audience said you are shameless, if you have the guts, fight me squarely!"

"Shameless? How can I be called shameless? Who said you can't rely on shields to dodge in a fight?"

"As long as I can win in the end and kill you!"

"If they have objections, then fight me in the arena later, dwarf, if you have objections now, then make the attack more fierce, haha!"

Nalan laughed arrogantly, and the words spread to the ears of all the audience.

This made the audience curse even more fiercely, and the dark demons trembled, it was too embarrassing.

If they were not of the same race, they would not be able to help but curse at Nalan.

"Hmph, Dark Devil, let me see how long you can hold out!" The dwarves may have been stimulated by Nalante's words and were not prepared to hold back.

This time, the dwarves took the initiative to attack, and the axe and hammer hit the ground fiercely at the same time, "Furnace Burst Hammer!"

As the axe and hammer hit the ground at the same time, the area under Nalante suddenly flashed seven red lights, and the ground began to emit scorching flames.

"Ah, it's divine magic, this dwarf also has divine magic!"

"Haha, it's great, where can the damn Dark Devil hide now? This attack comes from under the ground and from all directions, he's dead!"

From the audience's perspective, a 20-meter-long fire area appeared under Nalante, and the flames burned higher and higher, with signs of engulfing the entire space where Nalante was in the sea of ​​fire.

In the eyes of everyone, Nalante would definitely not be able to escape this time.

But just when everyone was expecting Nalante to scream, Nalante took out a larger demon body without delay, and then threw it directly on the ground, and then jumped on it.

After stepping on the demon body, Nalante then sealed the other five body shields in front, behind, left, and right, and finally the top of his head.

In just a moment, Nalante actually surrounded himself like an egg.

The flames on the ground began to burn, but they only burned the bridge shell red, and could not hurt Nalante inside the bridge shell at all.

It lasted for more than half a minute, and the dwarf's attack magic finally ended. The surrounding flames disappeared, and Nalante slowly removed the shield.

"Haha, magic, it's also very ordinary, there is not much feeling, at most it just feels a little hot!"

Nalante was unharmed, and immediately ridiculed the dwarf. The villain's triumphant look was absolutely itchy.

"Shameless!"

"Shameless!"

"Not worthy of being the Dark Lord!"

Immediately, the audience cursed again.

The dwarf had never seen such a dog Dark Lord, and was furious when he was despised like this.

"Dark Lord, I must smash your shield today!" As he said that, the dwarf used his divine power and rushed towards Nalan.

Melee combat is what the dwarf is best at.

"Haha, dwarf, come on, let's see whether your axe is sharper or my shield is harder!"

Nalan laughed heartily and rushed forward with his body and shield raised.

"Go to hell, damned demon!"

At the moment when the two sides came into close combat, the dwarf raised the battle axe in his hand and chopped it towards Allen fiercely.

The axe shone with magnificent divine power.

"Come on!" Nalante also shouted loudly, and began to frantically urge the dark power to infuse the shield.

With a bang, the shield and the battle axe collided with each other, bursting out a fierce explosion of divine power, and a circle of shock wave halo spread to both sides.

And the dwarf's attack was actually blocked by Nalante with his shield.

"Little dwarf, you can't really be stronger than our dark clan with one swing!"

Nalante smiled and said.

"Evil dark demon, you will feel the power of our dwarfs!"

The dwarf did not delay, and started to hammer with a hammer when the axe didn't work.

Nalante still used a shield to resist.

In this way, the arena was filled with endless bangs.

The original duel between gods was turned into a melee between mortals.

If it weren't for the terrifying shock wave, few people would think that this was a battle between gods.

As for the battle situation, Nalante was slightly at a disadvantage.

Because the dwarfs' attacks were continuous and fierce, Nalant had to take a few steps back from time to time.

And the shield in his hand also needed to be replaced after being bombarded more than ten times.

In just seven or eight minutes, Nalant had replaced about ten demon shell shields.

"How many demon shells does this guy have?"

"I don't know how many demon shells he has, but I know he must be the dark demon who fears death the most!"

In the audience, both the human race and the dark demons gave a consistent evaluation of Nalant, that is, the dark demon who fears death the most.

"Furnace burst hammer!"

Just when everyone thought that such attacks would continue, the dwarf suddenly shouted.

He suddenly changed the way of fighting, and the battle axe and hammer smashed towards the ground.

He actually wanted to rely on the sudden divine magic to prevent Nalant from wrapping himself into an eggshell.

"Dwarf, you are hurting the enemy by 1,000 and yourself by 800. I don't believe you are not afraid of the flames you release!" Nalante was very disdainful when he saw this.

After releasing the magic, the dwarf did not flee, but continued to attack him fiercely, obviously wanting to drag him and exchange damage for damage!

"Humph, Dark Demon, we dwarves have been forging weapons in lava caves since we were young. We dwarves are the most tolerant of flames and high temperatures."

"I want to see if you, the evil and shameless Dark Demon, can endure the burning flames like me!" The dwarf's eyes were full of determination, and he snorted coldly in response to Nalante's ridicule.

"Try it, I want to see how long you, a little dwarf, can hold on!" Nalante's momentum did not fall at all when he heard the words, and he continued to fight with the dwarf in the flames that were about to form.

As time went on, the flames became bigger and bigger, and the battle between the two continued.

"Do the dwarves want to die together with this dark demon?"

"Yes, the flames have begun to burn their calves. Even with divine power to protect them, I don't think they can really resist the damage 100%."

"Besides, they are still fighting, and the consumption of divine power is also very huge!"

"I hope that the shameless damn dark demon will not be able to hold on first and be burned to death by the flames!"

In the audience, everyone was worried when they saw this scene.

It must be said that the fighting spirit of the dwarves really made them admire.

As for Nalante, who also insisted on fighting in the flames, that guy deserved it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the flames in the arena became higher and higher, and had burned the waists of the two.

But the battle continued. From the faces of the two, it can be seen that they were extremely patient at this time.

For this reason, all the audience couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate, waiting for the final result.

"Dwarf, your divine power has been almost consumed, why don't you run?" Nalante said to the dwarf while fighting Allen with his shield.

"Humph, if I can't defeat you, I won't leave even if I die. You must have little divine power left!" The dwarf snorted coldly while gritting his teeth.

"You really guessed it right. I really don't have much divine power left!" Nalante nodded and admitted generously.

The dwarf was stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on his face after a moment.

But before his surprise lasted for long, Nalante suddenly retreated, and then directly discarded the shield, raised the long sword and shouted, "The Seventh Slash of Death!"

Swish!

As the long sword fell, a terrifying blade light slashed towards the dwarf.

The dwarf was startled and quickly raised his battle axe and war hammer to block it.

Boom!

With a roar, the dwarf's figure shook for a moment and was pressed into the flame by the impact.

The dwarf was startled, felt the burning pain, and immediately used his divine power to climb up again.

"Go to hell! Dwarf!"

But at this time, Nalante's figure rushed towards him quickly, and in just a blink of an eye he was close to the dwarf, and then the long sword in his hand chopped it with a strong divine power.

The dwarf was startled, and he could only raise his axe and hammer to block again.

With a bang, the long sword, axe and hammer collided with each other, and two fierce divine lights collided with each other.

With a wow, the dwarf was thrown directly backwards due to the huge impact force.

And Nalante also retreated backwards.

With a thud, the dwarf in the distance fell heavily on the edge of the field, and even the battle axe in his hand was out of his grasp.

As for Nalante, although he did not fall to the ground, he seemed to have exhausted his strength. He supported himself with a long sword and gasped heavily on the spot.

At this moment, the flames in the field finally gradually disappeared, and the situation became clear in an instant.

The dwarf no longer had the ability to fight. He lay on the ground and tried to struggle to get up, but he tried several times but failed.

And Nalante, after taking a breath, wanted to move forward to deal with the dwarf, but as soon as he raised his foot, his figure staggered. Fortunately, he had the long sword to support him, otherwise he would probably fall.

In the audience seats around the arena, everyone saw this scene and couldn't help but worry about the dwarf.

"Fall! Fall quickly!"

"Damn dark demon, fall quickly!"

There were bursts of shouting from the sidelines, all hoping that Nalante would fall.

Nalante rolled his eyes. He had never heard such cheers.

It would be better to ask the dwarf to get up quickly than to fall down quickly.

Of course, this also means that he played the role of the dark demon god very well.

"You damn guys, victory will always belong to our dark demon god. Look, I'm going to kill him!"

As if he was dissatisfied with the shouting, Nalante began to try to move forward.

Although it was difficult to move forward, Nalante actually did it.

At a speed of one step every ten seconds, he staggered forward.

At this time, everyone in the audience changed their faces and stopped shouting for Nalante to fall down.

Instead, they began to shout to the dwarf, "Dwarf, surrender quickly!"

"Dwarfs, surrender!"

Although the dwarf in front could not get up, he was conscious.

Seeing Nalante getting closer and closer, he still had no intention of surrendering.

In this way, Nalante spent two minutes and finally came to the dwarf step by step.

Then Nalante showed a bloodthirsty smile, "Dwarf, I told you, the final victory belongs to our dark demon clan."

"And you will be the first guy I killed in this morning's game, hahaha!"

Nalante laughed up to the sky, his expression extremely proud.

Of course, he was cursing in his heart, this dwarf was simply stinky and stubborn.

If it were any other race, he could just shout surrender now, and it wouldn't be embarrassing.

If this guy doesn't surrender, how will he act later?

Is he going to avoid the vital points, then mark the dwarf's body, and then pretend to fall to the ground without support, without the strength to continue killing the dwarf, and then ask the referee whether he can judge that he surrenders?

"Surrender! Surrender quickly, dwarf!"

"Yes, dwarf, you are already brave enough. Today's game is nothing. It is the best thing for you to surrender now and keep your life to kill these dark demons on the real battlefield in the future!" (End of this chapter)