Bamos and his men were confused. What do you mean? There is no coward who surrenders? Does surrendering because of good wine count?

The big dwarf picked up a jar of wine, tore open the seal, and drank it. After a few mouthfuls, he cursed: "What is this? Is it swill? It tastes so bad."

After cursing, he started drinking again. He drank the whole jar of wine with a look of discomfort on his face. He threw the jars together and cursed again: "It tastes so bad. It's sour."

Looking at the wine jar that had been smashed into pieces with no trace of wine left, Bamos and others were confused. Is this a bad drink or a good drink? How can you still drink so cleanly if it tastes bad? Could this big dwarf be cheating people out of drinking?

Drinking, right?

The big dwarf tore open another jar of different types of wine, took a few sips and said, "Isn't this the rum I often drink? Although it's not bad to drink, it's not considered a good wine.

What kind of thing makes us surrender? Dream!"

Bamos was sure that this big dwarf came out to cheat people into drinking. He was about to order him to be killed when suddenly the ground began to tremble.

Just when I was wondering what happened, there was a loud boom, and I saw dust rising in the direction of the city gate from a distance, and the city gate was broken down by something.

The rumbling sound was approaching in this direction, and the tremors on the ground became more and more intense, almost shaking. Some of the undead guards nearby seemed to have sensed something, and they all looked in the same direction.

Soon, Bamos saw what was making the earth tremble. It turned out to be the secret weapon he sent out - the structure of the round devil.

"What's going on? Why did Yuan Gungun come back? And he crashed the city gate?" Bamos asked in shock.

The big iron ball rolled not far in front of Bamos and stopped, but it still swayed back and forth and kept rolling.

A stunted brass dragon flew out from behind the big iron ball. He was about to say something, but when he saw the wine in the car, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Nigris hadn't drunk wine for a long time. He drank it during his lifetime, but never again after his death. He had never tasted it when Ange was making wine, and he felt itchy in his heart.

Now its body is alive and can taste the taste. It immediately flew to the wine cart, tore open a jar of wine, stuck out its tongue and took a lick, and immediately cursed: "Bah! What is this? Is it swill?"
Chapter completed!