This female dwarf gave off an extremely shy impression; after saying just a few words, her pretty little face immediately turned as red as an autumn Apple.
The male dwarf, who had been spewing profanities, angrily broke free and shouted, "Who learned that from the dwarves? It was the dwarves who learned it from me..." He then straightened his belongings, arrogantly looked around, and asked, "Is this Paris Island? You lot, are you the Human Clan army of the Alliance?"
"Could they be friends from the Dwarf and Gnome Alliance?"
Shaarawy laughed heartily and patiently explained the situation, revealing their identities.
"So it really is you guys? Ready? When do we set off? I'm just about to go and kill those lowly, ugly goblins. Damn it, they're all short creatures. They've disgraced us dwarves. Everywhere I go, people mistake me for a goblin..." The male dwarf, spewing profanities, patted his chest and introduced himself, "Oh, right, let me introduce myself. My Aimar, and I'm the captain of the Gnome Empire's Earth-Traveling Squadron."
That kid is way too arrogant.
Immediately, some people couldn't stand the little guy's arrogant attitude.
"Hey, little brat, you look like a rat, and you're not even as tall as a sword. How are you going to fight? Go away, go play somewhere else, and tell your parents to come out." A Barcelona general looked Aimar up and down, mocking him sarcastically.
"Are you fucking asking for it?" Aimar immediately roared in fury.
Before he could finish speaking...
The little dwarf flashed, transforming into a streak of green light, and swayed in place for a moment.
The next instant, with a loud thud, the Barcelona general who had spoken opened his mouth wide, not even realizing what had happened. A clear small footprint appeared on his face as he was kicked more than ten meters away, falling unconscious to the ground.
The little dwarf had already returned to where he started.
That was a truly brilliant move.
The Barcelona general, whose strength was around the Early-Tier Moon Class, was sent flying with a single blow. This shows that the little dwarf's Dou Qi strength was at least around the High-Tier Moon Class, and he should not be underestimated.
"You shorty, how dare you injure someone?" The other Barcelona generals were furious upon seeing this.
They considered themselves the people of the continent's leading military power, always swaggering and acting superior wherever they went. They were the ones who bullied others, never the ones who bullied them. They had never suffered such a great loss before. Suddenly, figures flashed, power erupted, and they rushed over to take down the little dwarf.
"Stop!"
Shaarawy, worried that the dwarves would be taken advantage of, quickly stopped them.
Who knows what will happen next?
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
But then a series of popping sounds suddenly rang out in a flash, shaking everyone's eardrums.
The six or seven Barcelona Moon Class experts who rushed forward all let out a series of screams and flew back like kites with broken strings, their fates unknown, just like their companion before them.
"Heh heh, you bunch of punks dare to fight me? Don't you know my nickname is 'Gun God '?"
Aimar struck a dashing pose, a beautifully crafted musket appearing in his hand, its muzzle still emitting wisps of smoke. He gently blew on the muzzle, his face radiating arrogance and smugness.
Everyone was quite surprised.
Some powerful figures who had previously looked down on dwarfs began to seriously examine these dozens of short men.
Aimar's strength in kicking away the first Barcelona expert was only at the High-Tier Moon Class, which was not considered significant by the many super experts here. Therefore, they did not take the dwarves seriously. However, those lightning-fast shots were so fast that even a Extreme Dao expert like Shaarawy could not catch the trajectory of the gunpowder bullets, which was truly unbelievable.
It turns out that the dwarfs' strength lay entirely in their amazing marksmanship.
I wonder if even a master of Extreme Dao arts could dodge those miraculous and terrifying bullets.
Shaarawy observed carefully and discovered that the spears at Aimar and his companions' waists were of different lengths and shimmered with a strange metallic luster. They were clearly the work of master craftsmen of the Dwarf Clan, with no gaps in their bodies, and ancient runes were engraved on the spears, which were profound and unfathomable.
The Gnome Clan are indeed the legendary race that is extremely skilled in magic and firearms.
This spear is probably no less powerful than a high-level Dou Weapon; it should not be underestimated.
Shaarawy secretly admired her.
At this moment, everyone abandoned their underestimation and realized that these dwarfs were not weaklings at all.
Rosario, the head of the Church, then reassessed the dwarves' fighting strength. Seemingly realizing something, he changed his previous indifferent and impatient expression, approaching with a beaming smile, and said, "So it's our Gnome Clan friends. I am Cardinal Rosario of the Holy Church. Welcome to the new world..."
Before he could finish speaking, Aimar impatiently interrupted him, scoffing, "Alright, alright, you old codger, your eyes are darting around, you're obviously no good. Don't get so close to me, like we're old friends!"
Rosario's mouth dropped open, and his old face instantly darkened.
Shaarawy and the others burst into laughter without any restraint.
"Heh heh, you red-haired brat, you stopped those guys in red and blue from attacking me earlier. Seems like you have a good heart. I've decided, we're sticking with you..."
Aimar, who was swearing, looked at Shaarawy and remembered that only this young man had given a kind explanation of the island's situation before, and had even intervened when the Barcelona people made a move. Aimar felt a sense of goodwill towards this Young Supremes.
Without hesitation, Aimar, along with his companions, piloted the black, ground-dwelling mechanical fish and joined El Shaarawy's group.
At this moment, some discerning individuals in the crowd had already discerned the truth. Despite the foul-mouthed dwarf's seemingly irritating appearance, he was actually feigning madness. This dwarf possessed extremely sharp eyes; with just a few words, he subconsciously sensed the ill intentions of Rosario and his group, and thus chose to side with the Northern Region Empire.
At the same time, cracks appeared in the ground, and nearly a thousand mechanical fish emerged from the soil.
This is the main force of the dwarf and gnome army.
The scene was extremely spectacular.
Everyone was once again stunned.
With so many Extreme Dao experts gathered on the island, including even True God- level powerhouses, not a single one had detected the existence of this underground army of mechanical fish beforehand. If they had launched a surprise attack, the island's army would likely have suffered losses of more than one-fifth or one-sixth.
This army of mechanical monster fish is an absolute weapon for tactical surprise attacks and decapitation strikes.
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