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In short-distance flight, the Bamboo Dragonfly was even slower than Ye Feihong flying on his own. However, it would consume a significant amount of Ye Feihong's Mental Power. He decided to ride the Bamboo Dragonfly together, soaring towards the distance.
Unlike before, he was now clad in heavy armor. It required two Bamboo Dragonflies to lift Ye Feihong into the air. The Dwarf King was extremely excited; after all, dwarves had no means of flight. The experience of flying brought him immense joy.
In contrast, the Watcher beside him was completely different. Possessing the Blink Skill, she looked down on the dwarves nearby, perceiving them as uncultured. Night Elves were all heroes, embodying a proud and charming demeanor. Compared to the rugged dwarves, their lifestyles were nearly opposites, except for their shared love of drinking.
Although the Bamboo Dragonfly was relatively slow among flying units, it was still much faster than walking. After an hour, they encountered their first wave of dark creatures: a dozen Dark Wild Boars. The Dwarf King excitedly jumped down from the air, eager to smash a Dark Wild Boar with his hammer.
The Watcher had already shimmered behind one of the boars and swiftly dispatched it with a single strike. Watching his kill being stolen, the Dwarf King felt quite frustrated. If he had known, he would have upgraded his Thunder Hammer first; it was his only ranged skill.
The day passed quickly. The Watcher was the first to reach Level Ten and gained her ultimate ability.
The shimmering light allowed for area attacks, moving much faster than the Dwarf King's hammer, which struck slowly. If it weren't for Ye Feihong stopping the Watcher from intervening during the last few waves of dark creatures, the Dwarf King might not have reached Level Ten today. This was the sorrow of being a Meat Shield. Though resilient, leveling up was indeed a slow process.
That night, to welcome the Dwarf King and the Watcher, Ye Feihong held a grand celebration. The Three Hero Units sat beside him. Inside the tavern, Mi Er was surrounded by hundreds of Dark Night Archers, Druids, and Dwarf Gunners. Everyone raised their glasses and began to revel in the festivities.
Ye Feihong quickly noticed that they shared one common trait: in such a joyful atmosphere, everyone loved to dance. The Night Elves moved gracefully, exuding an alluring beauty, while the Dwarves danced wildly, embodying strength and grandeur. However, Ye Feihong did not know how to dance. In the face of the apocalypse, humanity had largely lost its recreational activities. Forget about balls; even occasional gatherings had become a luxury.
They had to rely on their strength to combat the terrifying dark creatures. The Moon Priestess extended her delicate little hand toward Ye Feihong and said, "Great Moon Goddess, may I invite you to dance with me?" Ye Feihong glanced around him.
Even the Watcher, who preferred to hide in the shadows and spend time alone, had joined the ball. The Dwarf King was especially enthusiastic, dancing in a group with a dozen Dwarf Gunners.
The only ones left seated were Ye Feihong and the Moon Priestess.
Ye Feihong awkwardly said, "I can't dance; I've never danced before."
The Moon Priestess gently replied, "It's alright, great Moon Goddess. We can start with the simplest dance; it's easy to learn."
One, three, four; three, four.
Following the Moon Priestess's steps, Ye Feihong quickly learned the simple dance. There were no embarrassing moments of stepping on a lady's foot typical of beginners.
Ye Feihong's Mental Power and physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people. Even if his steps went awry, his powerful mental perception ensured he wouldn't accidentally step on anyone's toes.
The revelry in the bar continued late into the night.
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