113 The Green Skin had Broad Imagination (2)

In the middle ages, at the foot of the Shadow Mountain.

There were dozens of guests in a small green skin tribe.

The green skin members of this tribe had been watching this early in the morning as dozens of poor relatives, dressed in rags and lacking even a few teeth, swaggered into their tribe. They grabbed and ate the Warhammer 40K that had grown out of the ground.

No Green skins dared to stop their kind.

That was because these scoundrels were using the names of brother What and brother Hell.

"We are the green dwarfs who are favored by brother What and brother Hell!" These scoundrels kicked a few green skins that were trying to stop them away and then grabbed their necks. They said fiercely, "Do you know? Our Warhammer 40K was snatched away by the Chaos Fiend. After brother What and brother Hell found out, they helped us snatch them back!"