Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 792: 449 What is this? Sewer water! 3

Chapter 792: Chapter 449 What is this? Sewer water! _3

“I’ve heard these huge dwarfs love alcohol, why don’t we bring so good wine over here and lure them?” suggested one of Ange’s subordinates.

“Good, let’s do that.”

Before long, a considerable amount of fine wine was rolled in. Sobody tried to coax the occupants of the alchemy workshop: “Surrender, we have good wine, good food, and beautiful won. The terms are attractive, make your decision quickly.”

The workshop, which had initially been quiet, suddenly gave a gulp at the ntion of good wine. This was followed by a series of swallowing sounds.

After a while, a husky voice bellowed out: “What sort of good wine? Bring it here for us to taste. If it’s good, we’ll surrender.”

Several carts loaded with wine were pushed towards him. Bamos added from a distance: “As long as you surrender, there’s as much good wine as you want.”

Out of the alchemy workshop crawled an unkempt dwarf. However, this dwarf was a bit taller, at least two ters high, taller than anyone else present.

Furthermore, with his long arms, broad shoulders, thick waist, and short legs, he looked like a walking wall. No wonder Bamos and his n referred to them as ‘large dwarfs’. This was clearly an amplified version of a dwarf. If you scaled up Copper Beard and his dwarfs proportionally, this is what you’d get.

The large dwarf licked his chapped lips and in a deep and rich voice asked, “Is it really good wine? Just to be clear, we won’t surrender unless it’s good wine. The bloodline of the Thunder knows only heroic death, not cowardly surrender.”

Bamos and his n were taken aback. What did he an? No cowardly surrender? So, does surrendering for good wine not count?

The huge dwarf picked up a jar of wine, ripped off the seal, and began to chug it down. After a few swigs, he started cursing, “What is this stuff? Swill? It’s disgusting.”

After his complaint, he proceeded to finish the entire jar of wine, looking uncomfortable all the while. He threw the jar away and burst out into more cursing, “It’s too sour.”

Seeing the smashed jar, empty of wine, Bamos and his n were dumbstruck. Was the wine bad or good? If it’s that bad, why did you drink it all? Was this giant dwarf just scamming them for free wine?

The large dwarf then ripped open another jar of different wine. After a few swigs, he comnted, “This is just the rum I always drink. It’s not too bad, but it’s not good wine either. Do you really think this trash can make us surrender? Dream on!”

Bamos was certain now. This large dwarf was just trying to scam them for free alcohol. Just as he was about to order his n to kill him, the ground suddenly started trembling.

Wondering what was going on, they heard an enormous rumbling noise. From a distance, they saw dust rising from the direction of the city gate. Sothing had breached the gate.

The rumbling sound ca closer, the ground shaking more and more violently. So of the Undead Guards nearby seed to sense sothing and spontaneously looked in the sa direction.

Suddenly, Bamos saw what was causing the tremors. It was his secret weapon – the Big Round Devil Armor.

“What happened? Why did the Big Round Devil co back? And why did it destroy the city gate?” Bamos asked in shock.

The big iron ball rolled to a stop not far from where Bamos stood, still swaying back and forth from its previous montum.

A stunted Bronze Dragon flew out from behind the big iron ball. Just as it was about to say sothing, it spotted the wine on the cart, and its eyes lit up.

Negris had been longing for a drink for a while. It used to drink when it was alive, but hadn’t been able to do so since it died. Even when Ange made wine, it never had a taste. It had been itching for a drink for a while.

Now that its body was alive, it could taste things again. So, it imdiately flew over to the wine cart, tore open a jar of wine, and took a sip. “Bleh! What is this stuff? Swill?” It spat out imdiately.