Plural Apostles

"The person brought it, so I went back first. Although that field is not here, it still has a strong interference with the space."

Gail's calm but slightly distorted voice came out of the light, and then a figure who probably looked as short as Theresa was thrown out of the light.

He was indeed thrown out, and fell to the ground with a slap, his rough face was flushed, and the wet beard on his chin exuded a strong smell of alcohol, showing that the dwarf was very drunk.

"Wine... hiccup... clack clack... I want to drink... hiccup..."

The four people who just read the diary did not seem strange. Judging from the diary, the relationship between the dwarf king and his two sons is very good, but his father betrayed the dwarves and was a big accomplice who killed countless people from hundreds of clans. In an instant, he changed from the second prince of the dwarf kingdom to the son of a sinner who hates ghosts.

Hate houses and crows are not just a human performance.

"Hey! Dude, wake up! You've got a big deal!" Siegfried lifted up the short winter melon on the ground. Although it was a short winter melon, this dwarf looked more like a short winter melon stuffed with various muscles , obviously as short as Theresa, but this thick arm is probably thicker than Theresa's thigh.

"Hi... human?" Keoli hiccupped, looked at Siegfried drunkenly, completely indifferent to Siegfried grabbing him by the collar, "tell me, is it... hiccup, you Some relative or someone in my life was killed by my father, after saying hiccup, just give me a good beating...hehehe..."

Siegfried smiled: "It's the first time I've heard someone invite you so kindly."

"Huh?" Keoli tilted his head indifferently, holding a half-empty wine bottle in his hand, ready to continue drinking, "Hit it...beep...since you want to make a move, don't babble... Hiccup... ah!!"

boom!

Fu Hua looked at Keoli who was punched on the big nose and screamed, she could not help but twitch her brows... Is this really all right?

"You..." Keoli stared at his bloodshot eyes.

Before he could say anything, Siegfried threw him out with both hands, and hit the ground with a slap.

"Are you awake?"

Keoli staggered up from the ground, hurt by these two blows, and seemed to wake up a bit from the wine: "Hi... my father has never hiccuped like this before... hiccup... hit me before!"

"Whether your father beat you or not is none of my business!" Siegfried walked over, rubbing his fists, "Stand still, let me continue to open your head!"

"I said... hiccup, you can hit me, but I didn't say that I can't fight back!" Keoli shook his head, and directly took out a hammer that was about the size of his body from the space ring, "use me There are a lot of guys who beat me up in the name of dad... hiccup, but none of them can get away from me in one piece!"

The people next to him were stunned for a moment, and then reflected... There is no guilt at all for co-authoring this guy?Whoever dares to hit him, whoever he dares to hit?

"Your father has killed a lot of people. You, a son, have nothing to say?"

"Say the fart!" Keoli slammed the big hammer directly, and the hammer blew a whirlwind, obviously powerful, "Even if I want to be executed in a row, the people above have to say it! Let the law say it That’s right! You weak chickens want to vent my anger on me? I still want to vent my anger on you! Hit me, right? Then this is a legitimate defensive counterattack, take a blow from me!!”

boom!

The long sword that appeared in Siegfried's hand blocked Keoli's powerful hammer from the front: "Hehe, you look like a reckless fool, but in fact you are quite sinister. It seems that some people who seek revenge on you are It hurt your muscles."

"For some reason, my father betrayed me, and I'm still angry. Want revenge on me? Give me a sledgehammer first!!" Keoli, who was obviously drunk, staggered and pulled back the sledgehammer. The body spun around with the sledgehammer, and once again slammed into Siegfried with great force.

"I'm guilty, but I'm going to die on the battlefield with those equality believers! You bunch of worthless bastards still want to seek revenge from me? I'll beat you to death!"

3 minute later.

The unrecognizable short winter melon fell to the ground, and the sledgehammer that was broken in two from the handle of the hammer fell to the side.

"Fiery temper and sinister character, how blind is the dwarf king to think that your son is the most similar to him." Siegfried blew his fist, "Student Fu Hua, what do you think of my talent?" ? The first-hand technology is already in shape, right?"

"...Mr. Siegfried, I don't think beating a drunk person can show any skill." Fu Hua pushed his glasses expressionlessly, wondering if it was a mistake to teach Siegfried about fighting skills decision?

Siegfried was unmoved, and kicked the short winter melon: "Are you sober? Don't pretend to be dead, get up for me, and get down to business."

The dwarf wax gourd was motionless.

"...I think it's better to treat it first." Rafael stepped forward with a smile, with a white and gentle light shining in his hand, "I'm very good at treating all kinds of trauma and injuries eroded by negative energy."

Siegfried stared at Rafael and glanced at the other person's expression. Out of the induction of half of the same kind, he suddenly realized.

"Yeah, of course angels are very good at this kind of thing. Come on, don't be polite, please use a few more healing spells, heal hard, heal hard, and heal hard."

Chapter 220 IX Never Falling into the King City

"This is... the City of Unfallen King?"

His whole body was in pain, as if he had just had a cramp, but the pain was nothing compared to the surprise in his heart. Keoli, who was completely sober from the wine, looked around... This is the palace he is so familiar with!

"Angel's healing technique really deserves its reputation." Ziegfei gave a thumbs up to Raphael, "Can you teach me, I want to learn too!"

This kind of healing technique that can heal the wound, but can also inflict intense pain on the other side is really weird in a way. If I have to say it, it is probably like using alcohol to clean the bacteria on the wound...

"It's actually an ordinary healing technique, but I've optimized it to enhance the energy utilization efficiency of the healing technique, which also greatly reduces the wound anesthesia effect of the healing technique, and the pain of rapid wound healing is more intense than the pain of the wound. "Rafael sighed, "Sure enough, the principle and construction of the healing technique have reached the limit in the adjustments of angels from generation to generation. All we can do is to make fine-tuning on this basis."

But being able to take the initiative to fine-tune it means that you have thoroughly mastered this skill, and you can add changes that belong to your own personal characteristics, right?It is indeed the No.2 of Angel School.

"Are you awake? Well, seeing your dazed face and loose eyes, you are obviously a little drunk, Rafael, come here, give him another healing spell to refresh his mind."

Keoli, who was deep in thought and memory, was startled: "Wait! I drink..."

Raphael waved his hand with a smile on his face, and the white and warm light fell on him.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A few minutes later, Zieg flew to Keoli, who was in a daze and was directly blocked by Jiaairu, and briefly explained the current situation. It was really very simple.

"We are a team that acts for peace and justice. Angels are our allies. This is the City of Unfallen Kings. We need the power of the City of Unfallen Kings. You are the dwarf royal family, that's how it is."

"...Where is my father?!" Grinning his teeth, Keoli, who was sore all over his body, suddenly came back to his senses, and looked around, "My father didn't show up on the battlefield over there, where is he?!"

Siegfried pointed to a layer of ashes on the floor next to him: "You clean up the ashes, it will be your father, your father is dead, this is his body, the other thing...you have a look."

Keoli glanced at the ashes on the ground with a complicated expression, and took the diary wrapped in a metal bookcase from Siegfried.