Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 286: Drink Drink Drink

The system AI ran out and said, "Dear host, do you want to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

"Nonsense! Is there any good way? Physical."

"I can stimulate the growth of alcohol-detoxifying enzymes in the host's body, making it harder for you to get drunk. I can increase your alcohol tolerance by up to 5000%, but at the cost of your physical fitness..."

"Stop talking and do it!"

Less than three seconds after Kurdran finished guzzling his drink, Duke also gulped down the large cup. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Come on! Who's afraid of who?!" Duke simply turned the wine glass over, and only a few drops of wine dripped out, indicating that he had drunk it all.

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.

Is Duke hiding his true colors? Or is he just being reckless and will his true colors be revealed soon?

Miss Ilucia Barov looked at the huge wine barrel in confusion, as if she was tempted by the aroma of the wine. Ilucia waved her hand, and naturally the dwarf waitress helped to pour the wine.

Ilucia took a small sip and found it a little sweet at first. But just one minute later, the overbearing effect of the alcohol started to spread from his stomach, and a warm current rose from his heart and chest, rushing straight to his forehead.

"Oh my God! What kind of wine is this?" Ilucia almost couldn't stand.

Over there, Kurdran was very upset when he saw Duke didn't even get drunk after one glass. You know, he almost choked himself. He thought: You, a pretty boy, can drink so much? Then why did you pretend that you couldn't drink just now!

"I just don't like you humans' twists and turns. If I don't make you drunk today, I'm not Wildhammer. Come, let's drink to our heart's content!"

A barrel of wine, even if it was a small barrel, was at least 10 liters, and it was quickly drunk by Kurdran and Duke.

Kurdran here is certainly gifted.

Duke over there is equally unfathomable!

Most of the guys who were drinking with him were staggering, and the few who didn't "die at the table" were a little drunk.

But the two guys in the middle of the field kept staggering and wouldn't fall down.

"Hey, little Duke, don't you think we'll never get through this?" Kurdran wiped the wine off his beard and accidentally wiped it onto his eyebrow.

"Well, old man Kurdran, how about something more exciting?" Duke wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin, then poked his nose with his finger: "How about mixing it with wine?"

"That is the inevitable second stage, which is not exciting at all." Kurdran raised his hand and said, "Bring me all the models on my military map! And my treasures."

Soon, a large number of griffin knight models were placed on the table.

"From now on, every time a round passes, I will send in an extra team of eight griffin knights. In return, you will give me 10 more barrels of this wine."

"no problem."

"I haven't... finished yet. From now on, we're mixing drinks. Each round must be different from the previous round. And we play dice."

"What dice?"

Duke burst out laughing when he saw a dwarf servant bringing a fist-sized dice.

Damn, should we say that this is common to alcoholics in every world?

I saw that there were different things written on each side of the dice, including "as much as you want", "one cup", "two cups", and of course, the most terrifying one was "clear the table".

Now, there are at least twenty different kinds of wine on the table...

At that moment, Duke had an army of a hundred thousand alpacas running wildly in his heart, and he wanted to die.

The alcohol detoxification enzyme increased by 5000%, which sounds like a lot. But if you are a weakling, 5000% is 50 times, and 50 times is only 250.

A 'table clear' can definitely kill him instantly.

"Hey, you can only drink one drink per round, but drinking one drink only counts as breaking even. You have to drink another different drink before you can roll the dice. The drink rolled on the dice is what your opponent has to drink. Your opponent can only start his or her turn after he or she finishes drinking."

I don't want to know anything. At this moment, Duke just wants to make a phone call, uh, call a wizard to send a message to Lothar. If he dies due to alcohol poisoning, will it be considered an industrial injury?

The brutal decisive battle began.

Duke attacked first, his face was dark, and after drinking two cups, Kurdran only got one "as you go". This shameless king of the wild hammer only took a small sip in order to cheat for a drink.

Wasting opportunities will have consequences. Kurdran, who was attacking from behind, hit Duke with a "five cups".

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Duke decisively cheated, letting the system AI control his muscles and throwing a "table clear" to give Kurdran a hard blow.

However, a life full of cheats needs no explanation.

Kurdran didn't fall!

It hasn't fallen yet!

After refilling the table with wine, he shamelessly and mercilessly returned the favor to Duke.

Duke was sunk... just a little bit...

Duke managed to hold on after seeing the system prompt "You are only 1% away from being completely drunk." He continued to cheat, and got another "table clear" in return.

This time, the wine table devil Kurdran finally showed signs of exhaustion. He almost used up all his strength to give Duke another "glass".

At this moment, Edmund Duke, the head coach of the league's drinking table, drank the glass of wine with the most tragic expression, and then fell down.

The winner has been decided?

No!

Amid the cheers of the Wildhammer dwarves, Kurdran raised his glass high, but he could not drink even a drop.

At this moment, Kurdran seemed to be possessed by something, and he sang a majestic and lonely song:

"This body is the bones of wine!"

"My blood is filled with wine, and my heart is like a wine jar!"

"He has conquered countless bars without losing."

"Never retreated once."

"I have never found a true friend."

"I often stand alone on top of an empty wine barrel, drunk in the victory of loneliness."

"However, all that remains is nothingness."

"This body is destined to live for wine and fight for drinking buddies."

After singing, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang: "I declare that from now on, Duke is my brother!" After that, the wine table devil Kurdran Wildhammer... fell down...

He snored loudly.

Surprisingly, there is no winner! ?

Kurdran, who could defeat an entire group of enemies by drinking alone, actually fought to a draw with the young human wizard Duke.

It is conceivable that Duke's fame would spread throughout Eagle's Nest Mountain overnight.

Yes, that's right!

Duke led his army to save Eagle's Nest Mountain, and perhaps his name is not yet a household name. But Duke defeated Kurdran at the wine table, so Duke's name is destined to resound throughout the dwarf world.

The dwarves' worldview is so weird that only those who are the best at fighting and the best at drinking can become famous.

It was discovered that no one could stand at the guest or host table. The recovery teams of both sides came out to clean up the battlefield and pick up their respective "corpses".

A dwarf woman who looked like Kurdran's wife threw Kurdran onto a cart and pushed him away as if she was taking out the garbage.

Vanessa dragged Duke away by his legs like a dead dog.