NGNL: Can't humans do that

"...Lóni?"

The battlefield above, which almost destroyed the upper half of the city, undoubtedly attracted the attention of all the other Dwarf. When everything returned to silence, a young fur ball looked up at the figure that kept falling from a height and murmured.

In front of them, the inactivated divine essence wrapped in layers by Think magic was still floating quietly in the air. It had been temporarily caught and controlled. Except for the dark green light that would light up from time to time and gradually dim, there was no abnormality.

"Quick, hurry up and save Lóni!"

They shouted in panic. Compared with Lóni safety, the divine essence was thrown aside. A large number of fur balls controlled their spiritual clothes to quickly rise into the air and fly towards the falling Lóni.

Being pierced through the chest by a steel spike is basically a situation where fragile humans need to write a suicide note in a hurry, but for the Dwarf, it is only a minor injury. It didn't take long for Lóni to stand up again, and the injury on his chest was no longer unusual.

"... Rayleigh, take a team to follow the traces to chase them." With his right hand on his chest, Lóni calmly ordered as soon as he regained the ability to speak, "The unfamiliar operation method of the long-eared beast is enough for you to judge where its final destination is - you haven't forgotten everything, right?"

"Ah, we have different mobility. The long-eared beasts don't understand this, so leave it to me." A fur ball standing next to Lóni casually flicked his body hair and then pointed at a few people and flew towards the port on the bottom floor.

Lóni intentions seemed to be more than just the small gift he had just thrown.

Not to mention what Su'er and Think were doing at this moment, who still didn't know that there was a team of pursuer behind them, Lóni came to the side of the inactive spirit with a serious face. Even though he and the long-eared ones were in a state of mutual hostility, he would not ignore the strength of the long-eared one with light golden hair.

There is no doubt that she has the power to match his own.

So what should be done with the spirit in front of him that was obviously set up in a trap?

There is no need to think about it. At this time, it is time for the sensibility that the Dwarf are most proud of to play a role - relying on the guidance of sensibility, relying on this inspirational instinct to find the safest and simplest way of all the cracking methods.

Lóni swung his hammer.

The dark green light was gradually retreated to the original magic circle in the iron barrel-like instrument created by Lóni. According to common sense, it should be completely untied in one step, and the huge Elf that were restrained should be safely released into the air, but under the witness of all the Dwarf and Lóni who were watching, the change happened.

The Elf did not disperse. They were re-condensing and weaving until they became a bright flower emitting pure white light. I don't know the principle or the effect, but the power of this spell can be known just from the huge amount of Elf.

"Lóni!!!"

The shout came from his ears. In the corner of Lóni eyes, some Dwarf were hurriedly leading the others to dodge, and others were nervously rushing towards him, trying to block him... But there was no need for that. Lóni took a few steps lightly to avoid these compatriots, and his eyes were still fixed on this white spirit flower.

Then, the flower bloomed.

"One~two~"

"Still hiding? Or lost~"

"If you show up, fill it in the Black Ash~"

"All the Dwarf should die down there~"

"No one remembers~"

"No one remembers~"

"..."

The pure and tender voice of a child came from the white flower that was still slowly spinning. It was not the voice of the elf, but Lóni knew this song... a nursery rhyme circulated among the elf civilians, and he had heard it before.

"..."

"The false false god will fall~"

"With all the Dwarf~"

"That world~is the best~"

The scene became quiet for a while, and all the Dwarf held their breath. This not-so-long nursery rhyme soon came to an end, as if setting off fireworks, and from time to time there were ribbons made of magic auras splashing out from the spinning flowers, splashing beautiful white light when they fell on the ground.

When the last syllable fell, the white flower had turned into a small tree emitting green light, but there was no treetop. A shining character was floating where the treetop should be.

[Next time, I will definitely kill you~]

The words were floating crookedly in the air, and each stroke seemed to have its own will, trying to break away from the main body. Even the words written by the youngest Dwarf were much more beautiful than this. Just seeing it made Lóni want to laugh out loud... But at this moment, he just twitched his expressionless mouth.

This was the first thing Think learned from Su'er along the way, and it was also the only Dwarf text she had learned so far.

As if knowing that it had conveyed information to its master, a small horn even appeared behind this character. After blowing twice, everything exploded and scattered into the most basic Elf.

The essence was still there, and the Elf did not set any traps that would bring danger.

No one was injured, and nothing was destroyed, but Lóni still stood there motionless, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

It was just a simple gift.

It came from a kind guest who did not want to reveal his name.

The divine furnace behind him was erupting violently like a volcano, and the flames splashed high in the sky of the city, blooming dazzling fireworks.

[Hahahahahahahaha!! ]

In the dimness, Lóni seemed to hear the big daddy laughing loudly in his ear, but it did not contain any malice, just as if he saw a good show.

"...Ah", taking a deep breath, Lóni had a weird smile on his lips, and he twisted his neck unnaturally, making a crisp sound.

"Then let's play a good game next time... bastard with long ears."

This is a provocation, but it can also be said to be an invitation to a game.

"Hey! Cheer up!", Lóni turned around and shouted at the people who were looking at him, raising his hands high, "What are you still standing here for? Let's restore the city first... No, we have to forge it better than before!"

"Then - let's go and teach those long ears a lesson!!"

"Oh!!!"

He was responded to by an undeterred cheer.

Yes, this is the Dwarf race, they will never see failure in their eyes.

All they need to do is... drop the hammer!

Clang!