Chapter 423: The Bizarre Drop_3

"Woo woo woo, my lads, you died so tragically, how can I face your families when I return, Odin above, take me with you as well.

I just hope that the spoils of this hunt can bring a little consolation to your families, woo woo woo."

Everyone fell silent, this guy is shameless, using the deaths to his advantage, but indeed, the Dwarves suffered the most casualties.

"Alright, alright, stop your crying, it's yours, it's yours."

"I think that's fair."

Hemet quickly wiped away his tears and shouted at the Dwarves, "Lads, what are you waiting for, get to work!"

A bunch of Dragonfire Musketeers immediately pulled out their skinning knives and began the harvesting work, busily getting down to it.

Who would've thought these Dragonfire Musketeers also came equipped with harvesting skills, truly professionals at dragon hunting.

Since Hemet took the dragon materials, the remaining twenty-four stomach contents were equally divided among the four of them, ending up with six apiece.