Twenty Sided Dice

?The name is registered in handwriting on the ticket, and whoever can match the name can get on the "car" of the caravan. www/xshuotxt/com However, no one checks tickets in the world. As long as there are no overcrowding and no disputes, the driver does not care how many people come up. Siegel continued to learn the accents of the goblins around him, and he felt that there was no mistake, so he used the appearance of a pair of Maotakas, placed the weapon in an obvious place as a deterrent, and then left the redfoot town with a choice of people. .

The feet of the people here are all red, as red as blood. Siegel didn't understand the origin of the town's name until he left. What kind of land is stepped on, what kind of character will be created. Those who step on the farmland endure the wind and rain, they are stoic; those who step on the water know that they will sink if they stop paddling, so they go forward bravely; those who step on the grassland are broad-minded; those who step on the marble floor of the palace are hard-hearted . People who step on the blood-soaked ground have absorbed the **** breath from their pores, what can they know? Obvious.

Siegel still used the name Taka and made up a story for him: he was a hunter from deep in the mountains who accidentally found a gem and left the place with a small fortune. He is going to the warm purple city in the south to find a new life opportunity.

"Why Zicheng, Taka?" Siegel's only travel companion, an obese goblin with a strong appetite and curiosity, asked. Even though it was freezing and snowing outside, he was bare-chested, like a tawny sea lion. According to him, half of the vehicles in their convoy belonged to this fat goblin, especially the other two cars behind him, full of gun-toting bodyguards, were his direct subordinates.

Siegel raised his head and glanced at him, his hand touched the handle of the gun, and he made it clear what he meant.

"Listen, Taka..." The fat goblin stretched out his tongue and licked the shredded meat between his teeth, then sucked on his shiny fingers, and then said, "I know Taka is a careful hunter, and he disappeared recently. Tongue and face with three slanting and deep cuts. Your name is Taka, that's fine. But you're taking the ticket for Taka, who has no tongue and has a wound on his face. You don't know Yes, Taka was the one who worked for me, so you are now mine."

"What the **** are you trying to say, fat man?" Siegel didn't find this passage in Taka's memory at all. But it's not good to directly deny the fat man's statement. So he snorted coldly, pretending that he was a vicious pirate, maybe this would save him a few "deaths".

The fat goblin didn't care what the fat man was called, he blinked, and then said, "Do you know what an update is. Hillbilly? That is to say, there is a more agile, vicious, smarter, and the key is to have a luckier Taka Replaced the previous one, this is the upgrade update. You can sit in the same car with me, it has nothing to do with your ticket, your gun, it's just that I want to know the features of the new version. So either you satisfy me Your curiosity, or roll into the car behind and get blasted by twelve strong goblins!"

"Your life is in my hands, fat man." Siegel patted the musket, then said viciously, "You didn't forget that, did you?"

"Ah, I almost forgot." Fatty tried to turn around. From the back of the creaking chair, I took out a "plastic" box made of pure white soft material and opened it carefully. Six large snails were lying on the green leaves. The cold outside made their tentacles vibrate and shrank into their shells.

"Look, Taka, snails think they have shells for protection, and leaves for happiness. They're so short-sighted that they don't know who's in control." The fat goblin used **** Pick up a snail, put it in your mouth, **** it hard, and chew it. "The gun in your hand is nothing but the snail's shell. It's useless in the face of real power. You see, the shell is still there, and the snail is gone."

"What the **** are you trying to say?" Siegel took out a musket and aimed it at the fat goblin's head, then threatened, "There are only six bullets in this gun. Not guaranteed to kill all your bodyguards, but enough to break your head. "

"Hey, listen, you impulsive idiot. This thing was originally going to be done by Taka, but who told you to get on this train? This is your luck, don't waste it lightly." The fat goblin said: "Killing an adult bear only earns you nine thousand yuan. But there is a prey that is worth sixty times as much as a bear."

"Half a million?" Siegel deliberately showed a greedy look.

"Yes." The fat goblin smiled: "Do you know a squat creature called Zoff? Bearded, wearing steel armor, just like our uncivilized ancestors."

That description fit only a dwarf, and Siegel pricked up his ears. But then he thought about it, he was just a goblin in the deep mountains and old forest, and his knowledge was limited, so he put on a curious expression: "I haven't heard of it, what's the use of Zhuofu?"

"Of course it's to make a potion of youth." The fat goblin said, "One Zof can hold 300 units of materials, so it's naturally worth that price. I happen to know the approximate location of a few Zof's hiding, and it's nearby. My manpower is very smart, but Not good at snow tracking. Would you like to join in and hunt together?"

"How much?" Siegel put away the gun and asked.

"Ten thousand."

The final negotiation result was 25,000. Because Zhuofu wants to be valuable, he must be alive, and the more alive he is, the better. Siegel says he's good at tracking in ice and snow and can lead the way. "If you want to shoot me in the back, you can try," Siegel threatened. "I promise you won't get out of this snow field."

Siegel can't track at all, but relying on the positioning technique, it is not very difficult to find the trace of the dwarf. The group of seven - the fat goblin and his four remaining bodyguards remained in the car - left the forest road and headed deep into the mountains.

Siegel finally figured out what was going on through side-by-side beating along the way. After the dwarves entered this world, they did not fight immediately, but built a fortress and tried to trade with the goblins. The goblins who deal with dwarves are the weakest of all goblin kingdoms, and are not qualified to add stripes or stars to their banners. They also retain a primitive adoration that fire-breathing dragons once ruled the world.

Later, "One Big Star" discovered the group of dwarves, and then began to study. They found that these "jofs" had extremely long lifespans, making them ideal for refining potions of youth. So they tried to capture the group of creatures with narcotic fumes. The dwarves are so resistant to toxins and diseases that most narcotics have no effect, and war breaks out.

Most of the dwarves were killed, many captured, and some escaped. They hid in burrows and used the excavated passages to run into the mountains. At first, the goblins didn't want to make any effort to find them. After all, they initially thought that as long as they could pass through the amethyst, they could lead to a world full of "Zuofu". But the goblin tried his best to find the key to the door.

"Scientists" believe that the only way to unlock the door is to stimulate with a huge amount of energy until a spatial vibration occurs. So the goblins use their nukes while looking for the joves who are hiding.

The goblins openly told Siegel about these things without any reservations. Siegel listened with a smile as he conducted his own experiments. The body structure of these goblins is no different from that of the goblins in their own world, even thinner. Except for the firearms in their hands, they are not difficult to deal with.

Toxins, disease, and fatigue work as usual, and these people don't have the slightest sense of magic. Fire, ice, acid and lightning, goblins have no resistance at all. They will also fear, they will tremble, they will be petrified, and they will be robbed of souls. During the day when they went to hunt down the dwarves, except for Siegel, the other six goblins continued to die in different ways, until the last two goblins endured a severe cold and aimed their guns at Siegel.

"It's all your fault, isn't it?" The goblin's teeth and fingers were shaking. His eyelids were heavy, and he always wanted to cover the light outside. But it's clear to me that if you close your eyes, you're really dead.

"Taka" sat in front of the two of them carelessly, and said calmly: "I did it, I poisoned your food. If you two beg for mercy now, and listen to my orders at a later time, Then you can live and get a lot of money."

"Detox us or die!" the goblin roared.

"You pointed guns at me, and then I prepared the medicine for you, do you dare to take it?" Siegel snorted, "The only way for you to survive is to make a promise to me and implement it well. Only Only then will your lives be valuable to me, and it will be necessary for me to save you."

"Fuck you! Go to hell!" The two goblins fired at the same time.

Siegel fell to the ground, the black blood spreading on the white snow. The two goblins with a high fever knew that they were dying soon, so they walked forward together and smashed "Taka" on the head with the butts of their guns until they were done venting their anger and the dead goblins were turned into pieces.

What was shattered was nothing more than a realistic vision, which was still one of Siegel's experiments. Goblin senses are very easy to deceive ~www.readwn.com~ Their sight, hearing, smell and touch are all highly susceptible to surface information, which is still an aspect that can be exploited.

Another Taka's illusion was created by magic, and Siegel said calmly: "Two, can you tell me why you don't want to exchange a guarantee for life? I can accept the oath to the star god."

The two goblins rubbed their eyes hard, seeming a little unbelievable. One of the goblins said, "Promise, what the **** is that? You're just trying to play us, and all your promises are deception. Die! Die!"

The two goblins fired again, emptied the magazines and replaced them. Of course the bullets couldn't hurt the illusions one bit, so the illusions looked at them with icy eyes. Even so, the goblins didn't stop attacking, they didn't seem to be afraid of death, they didn't cherish other people's lives, nor their own. As long as there is a conflict, it seems that there is only one way to go.

Behead to kill! Cut the weeds! Die, die, die! The two goblins were full of malicious thought signals. The noise of firing, the fumes of gunpowder, and the stench of blood are like stimulants, giving the goblin an astonishing burst of vitality.

Siegel broke their necks from behind. If this kind of hostility is common among goblins, then peace will always be in the mirror. To be continued.