C652 Rootlet
C652 Rootlet
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene. Everyone's gazes were filled with shock as they focused on the young man's figure that was high up in the sky.
"Where did this thing that doesn't care for its life come from? To dare to kill someone from the Darknorth Empire, are you tired of living? " The general that was mighty and extraordinary earlier and wielding an azure dragon saber shouted harshly. His eyes that were wide with anger were filled with killing intent.
"Hmph." Han Chen glared at him coldly as the corners of his mouth raised to form a disdainful arc. His body moved, continuously accelerating several times, and in the blink of an eye, arrived in front of the other party. The Skylight Sword erupted with tens of thousands of golden points of light, and countless concentrated sword images fiercely gathered at one point, flying horizontally across the body of the year general with the sound of wind breaking.
"Hiss!"
The middle-aged general's pupils constricted. He didn't even have time to react before he felt an intense pain in his right side. Lowering his head, he saw that half of his shoulder had been cut off.
Blood gushed out, and white bones were clearly visible.
The middle-aged general was instantly filled with terror. He understood that this young man before him wasn't someone he could afford to offend.
In the next instant, whoosh! A metallic sound rang out, and the man's terrified eyes reflected a flash of golden light.
"Swish!" The Skylight Sword instantly pierced through the middle of the middle-aged general's forehead, and the bloody tip of the sword came out from the back of his head.
His speed was so fast that it happened in the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint.
In the blink of an eye, the domineering and domineering general had been reduced to an ice-cold corpse. He didn't even have the chance to scream.
"Boom!"
"The general is dead! Run!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly! The mission is cancelled, it's more important to hold onto your life!"
With the death of the main general, the red armored soldiers were defeated without a fight. The vicious and insolent troops immediately fell apart. It receded like a tide.
All the dwarves were stunned, their expressions blank.
Was he saved? The heavens had brought punishment upon those vicious humans so quickly?
Without waiting for the dwarves to recover from their shock, Han Chen turned back once again and dashed towards the rear of the army. He saw the fleeing soldiers, who were pressing down on the dwarves they had captured earlier, hastily retreating.
Han Chen's brows furrowed, and an irresistible voice exploded in the air like a thunderclap. If you don't want to die, then leave them behind. "
The waves of exclamations made the soldiers feel dizzy and their eardrums ache. Some of them even spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was already scared out of his wits, but now he was even more scared. He didn't dare to capture the dwarves, so he abandoned his cages and ran. He was even faster than a rabbit.
Han Chen flew to the sky above the iron cage and waved his hand. Bang! The iron cages holding the dwarves exploded one after another. As for the dwarves, they were unharmed.
Amidst their shock, the dwarves who had survived the disaster gathered together and checked on each other's injuries. Few people were paying attention to their own situation.
Han Chen descended from the sky and returned to the ground, stopping about ten meters away from them. With a complicated expression on his face, he looked at this group of strange races.
In the face of death, these dwarves did not beg at all. Even though he was afraid, he did not fear death. After finally getting rid of the danger, he was the first to care about the people around him.
Just as people outside described, the Dwarf was a simple and kind race, but in this world, it just so happened that kind people were easily bullied.
After a while, a thirty year old dwarf walked in front of Han Chen, placed his right hand on his chest, with the palm of his left hand on his shoulder, and bowed towards Han Chen.
"Friend from the human race, thank you for saving me earlier. On behalf of all the dwarves who have been saved, I thank you for saving my life. "
The man's face was still pale with fright. However, compared to the other dwarves, he was much calmer. Immediately after, the other dwarves also bowed towards Han Chen. Their etiquette consisted of placing their right hands against their chests, placing their palms on their left shoulders and bowing.
Han Chen nodded his head, his face revealing a gentle smile, he cupped his fists and returned the greeting like a human. It's just a small task, you don't have to take it to heart. "
"Friends of the human race, please forgive us for our previous hostility towards the human race. The people we curse are all vicious humans. Not your friendly human friends. My name is Bica. May I ask what my friend's name is? "
The Dwarf's personality was indeed very simple and honest, which moved Han Chen a lot.
"Hello, I am Han Chen."
"Friend Han Chen, I wonder if your appearance here was a coincidence? Or is it intentional? " he asked.
Without waiting for Han Chen to reply, another group of dwarves rushed out from the other side of the mountain. This group of dwarves was armed to the teeth. In their hands were bows, spears, broadswords, and various other weapons.
These weapons were all very sharp, and they all emanated ripples of obscure power.
Han Chen was surprised, he took a glance at them, and noticed that the worst quality weapons in their hands were all middle grade treasures. This was simply too extravagant.
The leader was a young dwarf about 20 years of age. He was nearly 1.6 meters tall, had strong muscles and a determined face. He was carrying a heavy sword on his back.
The heavy sword had no edge, so it wasn't hard work. The sword's body flowed with a light red radiance, like a halo that was sprinkled on top of the sword by the morning light. This was actually a saint artifact.
Han Chen finally understood what the real "weapon warehouse" was. If it was in the mortal world, the Dwarf would definitely be the wealthiest race.
"Uncle Bicky, we're here to save you. How are you guys?"
A fully armed group of dwarves rushed to the front of Han Chen's group. The one leading the group of dwarves carried a heavy sword on his back, and walked a few steps forward.
"Uncle Beiga, it's good that you guys are fine." As soon as I received the news, I heard that you guys were attacked by that group of repulsive humans, so I immediately came to save you guys.
"Paso, I'm fine." Bi Jia said as he pointed to Han Chen beside him, "It's all thanks to friend Han Chen that we were able to escape danger."
"Human?" The moment the young Dwarf called Pao Su saw Han Chen, his expression darkened, and revealed her hatred from his alertness.
"Paso, don't be rude. If not for our friend Han Chen, we would never have been able to see you again. " He hurriedly said.
"Hmph, humans are all hypocrites. They wouldn't be so kind! He definitely has other plans. "
He grabbed the heavy sword behind his back and pointed it at Han Chen, "Human, tell me, is there any other reason why you have come to our Dwarf?"
Facing the Pao Suo who was pointing the sword at him, Han Chen actually did not have the slightest bit of anger. Han Chen saw the actions of the red armored soldiers towards the dwarves. It was not difficult to understand why Dwarf viewed humans with such hatred.
"That's right, there's another reason why I'm here." Han Chen replied indifferently.
All the dwarves were stunned, they could not help but be on their guard against Han Chen.
"Hmph, I told you, humans don't have any good things. What is your purpose? " Paso wouldn't let him go.
Han Chen smiled and replied unhurriedly, "It's like this. Twenty years ago, a friend of mine discovered an injured dwarf deep in the wilderness. He brought the dwarf home and served him for more than ten years. But the dwarf eventually died of a relapse. "Before he died, he asked my friend to let him fall back to his original body and bring it back to the Great Prairie."
"Nonsense." Paso roared.
Han Chen did not bother with the other party as he continued to explain, "But my friend wanted to take care of his wife who was sick, so he entrusted this task to me. Originally, I wanted to send him to the great plains of the far north, but I met you here. I'll leave him to you. "
With that, Han Chen waved his hand, and with a flash of white light, a crystal coffin appeared in front of everyone. In the coffin lay an elderly dwarf of about sixty or seventy.
The dwarf was only about 1.3m tall. His features were handsome and his physique was sturdy. Although he had died more than ten years ago, because of the crystal coffin, his corpse was preserved very well, just like it had just died not long ago.
The moment he saw the Dwarf within the crystal coffin, Big Bear, who was standing to one side, suddenly trembled and fell forward, lying on his stomach on top of the crystal coffin. He trembled with incomparable excitement as he shouted, "Uncle Patsy, it's Uncle Patsy!"
Uncle Patsy?
Han Chen was startled, they actually know each other? Immediately after, something even more surprising happened. Bi Jia opened his red eyes wide, pointed at Paso and said, "Paso, why aren't you coming over to greet your grandfather? This is your grandfather!"
"Boom!"
What? Grandfather?
Pason stood dumbly on the spot, his body trembling. Grandfather? How is this possible? Isn't this way too ridiculous! It was not only Pao Suo who was scared senseless, even Han Chen himself was stunned. This coincidence was too outrageous. Patsy was Paso's grandfather?
However, Han Chen had never said what Pa Qi's name was from the beginning till the end.
"Grandfather? How is this possible? "If he wasn't a long time ago, he would have …" Passo's hands were trembling so hard that he couldn't hold on to his greatsword anymore.
"Paso, it's really Uncle Patsy." Another middle-aged dwarf in his forties stood up and said with certainty, "Look at him, does he look like your father?"