Chapter 5269: The Dwarf
The shadow was only about as tall as a four-year-old child. Its skin was a mossy green, covered in folds of all sizes.
Its tangled green hair twisted like seaweed and was slightly darker than its skin.
A shell like a tortoise's carapace was strapped to its back, so dark a green it was almost black.
Its face was just as wrinkled, giving it the look of an old, frail man.
Its eyelids drooped, and sparse whiskers grew along its chin.
The child's eyes widened.
He instinctively took a step back.
Then he felt a little embarrassed.
He looked at the... old grandpa, drenched from head to toe?
The child wondered to himself.
Was this old grandpa a dwarf?
The child had seen dwarfs before.
There was a dwarf family in his neighborhood.
Just like the old grandpa before him, they were adults...
yet shorter than he was.
But...
The dwarf he had seen didn't have green hair.
His hair was black, like the child's.
Had the old grandpa dyed his hair?
And dyed it green, too...
It was so eye-catching.
But the old grandpa clearly hadn't taken much care of his hair.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been such a mess.
And...
Why was the old grandpa's skin the same color as his hair?
How could anyone have green skin?
The child couldn't understand.
He knew that some people had black skin.
But green...
Ah!
The child had an idea.
The Hulk!
But the old grandpa wasn't the Hulk.
He was so small...
And he didn't look strong at all. He didn't seem powerful...
Could he even beat bad guys?
Uh...
Was the old grandpa really...?
The child was confused again.
Could it be...
that he was a retired Hulk?
A flash