A huge fist struck down with circles of cyan wind patterns, and a much smaller but obviously not flesh-and-blood black fist came forward with a trace of silver light. The two fists collided heavily.
They were together, and then, a violent scream resounded through the sky. A hill giant held his fist and retreated backwards. The magic puppet that punched to fight just took a few steps back and chased after him.
With one strike of the sword, there was a soft sound, and fifty pounds of muscle was violently chopped off the hill giant's buttocks. The pain made him tremble and run away quickly.
The magic puppet rumbled back, standing side by side with the other fourteen puppets directly opposite the 'Iron Castle'. In the past few days, with the power of these magic puppets, it has forced back several large-scale attacks by the criminals.
, even the hill giants who are three times taller than these puppets have suffered greatly in front of these puppets made of magic crystal. How can flesh and blood collide with steel? Especially these steel bodies have countless
The magic shield released by the great magician forced the hill giants to have no way to exert their power, so they were dispersed by the magic puppets.
Even the top masters of the sinners had a huge headache for these fifteen magic puppets. They couldn't cut them with swords or open them with punches. Their only weakness, the magic crystal in the center, had been covered by a thick magic crystal.
Covered below, there are hundreds of layers of magic shields all over the body, and ordinary attacks cannot cause any damage to them. Once, thirty masters of sinners joined forces to issue their own killing blow to a puppet.
As a result, the puppet was smashed hundreds of feet, and then it got up without mercy, holding up a huge sword and slashing at them.
The sinners were completely at their wits end with these fifteen magic puppets, so their siege temporarily eased. The sinners' small teams attacked nearby villages and infiltrated into the Vante Empire.
With the arrival of the Five Beast Legion and the two legions of the Guards and the Praetorian Guard, they have converged a lot. Even though they are all masters with the level of the Golden Knight, they are surrounded by a group of knights with good strength and countless soldiers.
There is only one way to die, so on the border of Kaisen Province, the Vant Empire has established a relatively stable field defense line to withstand the impact of those criminals.
What makes Tu feel most upset is that the criminals already have many other thoughts in their minds. They don't want to fight any more. The so-called Xiao Fu Zian has this kind of mentality. The 'City of God' has been conquered, and God
The grasslands have to come back, and they really don't want to bleed and sacrifice anymore. Few people can see the possible consequences of delaying the time. But the Vante soldiers are different. It is their instinct to be tough and warlike, especially if
If they didn't resist the criminals, their homes would be destroyed, so they fought desperately. The barbaric fighting method of stabbing the opponent before death caused the criminals to suffer a lot.
This is also a major reason why the defense line was unshakable for a while.
Standing on the city wall, watching the hill giant just shed tears the size of his fist and cursed at this place, Lei and the others couldn't help laughing. Hart said with a smile: "Okay, we don't have to think of a solution.
Go counterattack them. As long as we can delay them here, the reserve knights and mages we send out can train a group of troops that are more elite than your current warriors. Then our counterattack will begin... Hey, now
What kind of rules does the empire set, and why civilians can’t practice fighting spirit? Doesn’t this reduce one’s own combat effectiveness?”
Jerry looked at the magic puppet not far in front and sighed in a low voice: "Mr. Hart, which empire is not like this? Civilians cannot practice fighting spirit, and the control of magicians is even stricter. To put it bluntly, they are afraid of civilians.
Rebellion. If everyone has the level of a formal knight, the country's strength will be greatly enhanced, but the danger will also be much greater. This is something that no monarch would be happy to see. What do you think?"
Hart and the others were silent for a long time before Mubarata said angrily: "We don't understand politics, and we don't talk about politics. We only know that if we want to completely kill these damn guys, we must increase our
The strength of the army. Don't look at the 2.1 million troops of your Five Beast Legion and the two major military legions. But if you charge head-on, you only need 200,000 sinners leading some orcs to defeat these two million troops.
Don’t forget that when the Knights of Glory dealt with the Continental Alliance, millions of coalition troops were unable to withstand a single blow from them. The sinners also cooperated too poorly. By the time they learned how to cooperate in battle, the people you brought would be of no use at all.
.”
Mubarata made a rude gesture towards the hill giants outside the city, and then said: "So, we only know that we must train more warriors and more warriors with fighting spirit.
In one year, you should be able to train a group of warriors with the level of what you call Black Iron Knights or Bronze Knights. Only such warriors, combined with your battle formations and the fighting traditions of the Vant Empire, can truly resist the attacks of the sinners.
"
Gaddafi laughed a few times, stroked his beard, and said triumphantly: "Lord Mubarata is too polite. To be honest, haha, in fact, we can't just rely on our Fante Empire this time.
Well, no matter how strong our Vantage Empire is, it is impossible for an empire to withstand the attacks of those sinful people, right? Hahaha, your lords are really too proud of the military strength of our Vantage Empire." Gaddafi
I rarely said a few polite words in official circles. I felt very proud, but I didn't know that Bobcat next to me had already twisted his nose in anger.
Mubarata ignored Bobkart's thoughts and said to himself: "I'm not polite. This is something we decided together. Are there other empires? To be honest, we learned about the last time from Hart.
Regarding their Knights of Glory dealing with the Continental Allied Forces, the current empires no longer have the same martial and warlike spirit as before. Each one of them focuses on some messy art, etiquette, etc., which is not as good as your Vante Empire.
The Bicester Empire retains its former warlike style. Although the soldiers of the Bicester Empire are pretty good, they have too few people and cannot choose too many people to receive training from our people. Therefore, they are also
There is no way to become the main force resisting the criminal people."
The mature Sok saw that Bobcat's face was a bit ugly, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Actually, when it comes to resisting the attack of the sinners this time, the biggest help is the two empires of Bicester and Vant. Bisi
Although the Te Empire has a relatively small population, if it can train a group of absolutely elite warriors, it should still be very lethal. Your Highness, Prince Bobcat, am I right? It all depends on whether the warriors you choose are up to par.
Already."
Bobcat snorted, nodded heavily and said: "Yes, although our population is small, our warriors are absolute warriors. Give us a little time and we will train them to be like those bastards outside the city.
A fearful master’s.”
Lei leaned on the city wall and glanced at the criminals outside the city for a long time. After a long time, he asked: "Why have those guys been so weak in the past few days? Are they waiting for something? Although there are no more people from the dragon clan.
Help, but if they attack forcefully, it will be difficult for the 'Iron Castle' to be defeated. As long as they are willing to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people, they can directly break through our defense line and even annihilate our Five Beast Legion. What on earth are they doing?"
The people on the city wall felt a little uncomfortable, although they understood that what Lei said was true. As long as the sinners attacked regardless of sacrifice, they would be able to break through with the help of the millions of super strong warriors in their own tribe.
The line of defense is now. However, even though he said this, Lei should not say it too frankly. This will seriously affect everyone's mood and atmosphere. However, everyone also has this question, what are the criminals?
Why did they stop here at the 'Iron Castle'? It has been nearly a month. They have lost less than 30,000 people in total, and all they have launched are harassing attacks. What are they waiting for?
Kareron was silent for a long time, and waved the wand in his hand for a long time, and then he said with a little hesitation: "Perhaps, they are just reluctant to bear those sacrifices. According to my estimation, the resources they obtained on the Forgotten Continent cannot be used
They have too many tribesmen. If they lose too many young adults trying to break through our line of defense, it will be difficult for their race to continue to reproduce. After all, our total population is much larger than theirs, and they are now
One less person dies, and our citizens can continue to produce the next generation, but they don't dare to risk fighting us."
Lei looked at Carreron and said respectfully: "So, Division, what do you think they are waiting for now? If they don't break through our defenses now while our troops are still weak, they will wait until we
After all the reinforcements from the other five empires have arrived, it will be impossible for them to fight against us. What do you think?" Lei was very polite to several old mages. At least the first one was that he knew how to respect the old people. What about the second reason?
That is, his magic crystal armor is still blessed with magic spells in the hands of those mages. In any case, he will not offend these old men.
Careron looked at Lei with a smile, nodded slightly and analyzed: "Perhaps, they are planning some conspiracy, but as long as we continue to accumulate our own combat power, as long as there are no conflicts within ourselves, there is no conspiracy.
It is of great use. But I estimate that they are most likely carrying out some kind of plan that can greatly increase their combat effectiveness without causing too many casualties to their tribesmen...for example..."
Suok pointed to the magic puppets outside the city wall with some worry, and whispered: "For example, they are making something comparable to these puppets? But, can they have enough magic knowledge to make these magic instruments?
The necromancers of the sinners, the shamans of the orcs, the violent mages of the dwarves, plus those elves, could they create magical weapons that are so powerful that we cannot withstand them?"
There was silence for a while on the city wall. Kaleron looked hesitantly in the direction of the God-given grassland and whispered: "It's hard to say, old friend, the Hades people will be immortal for thousands of years. They may teach something to other races.
Mage. Maybe their mage has the inheritance of knowledge within himself... However, I also suspect that after hundreds of thousands of years, many of the ancient books of our 'divine city' have been lost, and their extremely powerful spells have been lost.
How can the races living on the Forgotten Continent still create some powerful creatures?"
Hart's fists clenched, he gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "Perhaps, they are just waiting for the resurrection of the 'Blood Knight'. Recently, the local magistrate of Kaisen Province almost made a mistake, and the criminals kidnapped them.
We have gathered more than 30,000 civilians, and we will definitely find a suitable sacrifice among them to resurrect Hades. One Hades can resist the joint attack of about thirteen of our knights. Hehe, when the time comes, there will be a lot of excitement.
In addition, his undead magic far exceeds that of the most powerful Nether Tribe, and he can create undead warriors on a large scale at will. If his power can still be maintained at the level of the God War, we will be in danger.
"
No one dared to say anything. Thinking of the terrible consequences, everyone felt deeply worried.
A very feminine voice came over: "In that case, why don't you send someone to investigate their internal affairs? Are you powerful knights and mages just waiting here to see the movements of the sinners? It's really frustrating.
I don't understand... I see that their formation on the Godsend Grassland is very fragmented. Anyone can slip through their defenses and see what they are doing. What's wrong with this?
What about?"
Everyone turned around and saw a handsome man in his thirties with a typical aristocratic appearance, that is, long wavy hair, a straight mustache, a pale face, and a slender figure. He was holding a slender sword on his waist.
Wearing a luxurious dress that was only suitable for a palace ball, he walked up. He gently pulled off the fine silk gloves on both hands, threw them casually to a guard behind him, swayed lazily, and walked closer.
He walked up to the walls of the city wall, glanced outside, looked back at Lei and the others, and said with a bit of contempt: "Everyone, why are you warriors and mages who protect the entire continent waiting here? Fighting, is it possible?
Shouldn't we take the initiative?"
He pointed at Lei elegantly and said loudly: "General Lei, I have read a lot of heroic legends. Aren't they the ones who saved the entire continent when evil was about to cover the earth? Oh, my God, you are
The most famous young general in the Imperial Army, don’t you think you should do something to prove your strength now? Or are your military achievements obtained through fraud? Your achievements are all achieved through dishonorable methods.
Was it obtained by means? Or, even your title and official position were not obtained through legal means?"
Lei was furious. He held the hilt of his sword tightly with his hand. Anyone with a discerning eye could clearly see that circles of strange air ripples were emanating from his body. The city wall with a radius of five feet had already emitted a sound.
There was a strange groaning sound. A strange golden light flashed in Lei's eyes, as if two sharp arrows were about to fly out. Jerry casually held Lei's hand holding his sword, and his body had stopped.
In front of Lei Lei, he bowed with a smile and said: "Dear Viscount Oliver, you are a military officer personally appointed by His Majesty. Is your mission to attack a general who has made outstanding contributions to the empire on the battlefield?
Does your pleasure lie in insulting my colleagues face to face? I was promoted to my current position because of the same merit as Lei. Do you think that I also obtained my title and official position through various dishonorable means?
"
Jerry held his sword and smiled coldly: "If that's the case, are you insulting me? Or are you insulting my entire family? By the way, my grandfather owns the imperial family.
Can I think that you are insulting the entire imperial family? You are just a little viscount. Remember this. This is a battlefield. If you want to point fingers at us with your identity, you
But you have found the wrong person...I will make you regret what you just said."
Oliver blinked his eyes, clapped lightly, bowed slightly, smiled, and said in a gentle tone full of aristocratic characteristics: "I'm sorry, Lord Jerry, I apologize. Just as you said.
As you said, I am just a little viscount, and I come from an unknown small family. For the heir of a big family like you, I have no reason to speak nonsense in front of you... However, I
Having won the trust of His Majesty, in order to prevent certain generals from causing losses to our legion due to their misbehavior, he personally appointed me as Military Affairs Officer. This is an appointment that you heard and saw with your own ears and eyes when you were in the imperial capital, isn't it?"
Oliver smiled arrogantly: "I am deeply proud of your Majesty's appointment. At the same time, I feel very honored and have a heavy sense of responsibility. I must be responsible for the soldiers of our empire. Therefore, I naturally have the right to doubt whether a general is serving the world."
Fighting with all his heart, is he just killing time on the battlefield and adding a little bit of capital for his future promotion and wealth? Come on, come on, I am not doing all this for General Lei, you can completely think that I am talking nonsense
Eight ways." Oliver took out a white handkerchief, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and then smiled softly.
Gaddafi roared crazily: "Damn it, what are you talking about, you bastard? You said that Lei didn't fight with all his strength? You said that Lei was just messing around on the battlefield and doing military service? Damn it, I'll strangle you bitch to death.
Raised." The stout Gaddafi rushed over like a ball of fire, and pinched Oliver's neck hard with his two big hands. Look at his ferocious face and his bulging veins.
With his big hands, Oliver's neck would definitely be crushed to pieces by him.
A sharp cold light flashed in Oliver's eyes. His slender sword suddenly came out of its sheath. Hundreds of consecutive points of cold light shrouded the space within three feet in front of him. The whistling sword energy turned and rolled in the air.
, Gaddafi's beard fell down with a "chichi" sound. Gadafi couldn't help but froze on the spot. He gritted his teeth and suddenly roared like a madman: "Fuck your mother, how dare you do this to me?"
I take action? Oliver, your father is just a dog under my father, you dare to take action against me?" Gaddafi was simply mad. He himself was a lieutenant general and a count of the empire, and his father was also an important minister of the empire.
One, his grandfather was one of the real powerful officials who secretly controlled most of the officials in the imperial capital, and Oliver, a young viscount who came from a small family and a military officer without any military rank, actually dared to treat himself
Take action?
With a loud bang, the glory knights and beast soul warriors on the city wall all unsheathed their weapons, and they surrounded Oliver with ugly expressions. Oliver's accusation against Lei was, to a large extent, also against him.
Their insults. Lei had killed hundreds of criminals during nearly a month of attack and defense. If Lei was just messing around and taking credit, then wouldn't all the other soldiers be deserters?
Is he a garbage level character?
Jerry's hand made continuous gestures. He, Lei and the knights under Gaddafi did not draw their weapons, but those knights also had livid faces and secretly surrounded Oliver and his dozen or so men.
A guard. The insult to Lei was the trampling on the honor of a group of family knights such as Karub, Gosia, Groot, Rockart, Beamon, Inger, and Alexander. They did not kill Ole on the spot.
Buddha, it was all for Jerry's sake and the Imperial Service Officer's badge on Oliver's back.
Oliver looked coldly at the approaching Glory Knights and Beast Soul Warriors. Although he was a little scared, he still sneered and said: "What? Instead of fighting against the sinners, you want to hurt me, the Emperor of the Vante Empire."
Appointed military officers, is it because my words hurt your wounds? Huh..." Oliver knew clearly in his heart that although the garrison of these 'sacred cities' did not take him seriously, Shagru's power
It doesn't have much effect in front of them, but he is confident that these glory knights and beast soul warriors will never hurt him.
Sure enough, Hart stretched out his hand to stop the extremely angry soldiers, and walked up slowly. He looked at Oliver with an even colder look, and then said in a sinister tone with a tone so cold that he could pull out ice slag.
To: "Lord Oliver, since you came here, you always seem to be causing trouble for us... His Majesty Shagru didn't mean to bring you here, right? Then, it's a certain person who is deeply trusted by His Majesty and very powerful.
A powerful person put you in such an inexplicable position as a military officer, and why did you come here?"
Oliver trembled all over, and the arrogant look on his face disappeared. He gently put the long sword back into the scabbard and said with a smile: "What did Mr. Hart say? My appointment was made by
His Majesty Shagru personally issued it, and everyone listened to His Majesty's order. As a military affairs officer, I am in charge of everything, from allocating logistics supplies to supervising the operations of the soldiers. This is my scope of responsibility.
.What do you mean by Lord Hart’s words? It’s so profound that I, Oliver, can’t understand so much.”
A temple priest in the Smart Empire stood on the city wall and softly uttered a few words from under his mask: "If you take refuge in a big backer, and a villain succeeds, he will naturally become prestige in front of everyone. Yes
No? Sir Oliver. Otherwise, according to your origin and status, what qualifications do you have to speak here? I can make you die a hundred times with just a twitch of my little finger. Hmph, if you play tricks, you and
We, the nobles of the Smart Empire, are too far behind." The temple priest took a few steps forward intimidatingly, and after seeing Oliver's face changing wildly, he sneered triumphantly and flashed a blue light.
, lost trace.
Hart took up the conversation. He looked at Oliver with a bit of disdain and whispered: "Viscount Oliver, there is no need for so-called military officers here. All soldiers will fight desperately for their homeland.
There is no need for supervision from you, and you are powerless to supervise anything... At the same time, I can tell you one thing, General Lei is the inheritor of the Paladin 'Lion' Knight, and your insult to him is an insult to us.
The entire Knights of Glory. If you don't take back what you just said, I will let you understand what regret is." Hart's hand simply touched the hilt of his sword, eyes full of murderous intent, and he looked at Ole coldly.
Buddha.
Oliver's mind was racing. He had other things to do when he came to the front line. He had nothing to do with a duel with a great knight of the Knights of Glory. Was he crazy? Deliberately provoking Lei was just part of his plan. He hurriedly He laughed, smiled almost flatteringly, and said in a low voice: "Captain Hart, how dare I insult the entire Knights of Glory? I didn't mean that. I just saw that Mr. Lei has been too carefree recently. I seem a little sorry for his promise in front of His Majesty, so I have some doubts in my heart. I don’t have any other meaning. I just want the empire’s army to exert its maximum combat effectiveness, and it will not be due to the incompetence of some people. It’s just a loss.”
Gaddafi had enough fighting spirit and roared: "What the hell are you talking about?" The golden ripples rushed towards Oliver like a tidal wave, causing Oliver's body to tremble and he couldn't help but shut his mouth. Looking at the bearded Gaddafi with great surprise, Oliver finally understood that although he had a fancy and powerful swordsmanship, compared with these battle-hardened generals, But it's just too weak, not at the same level at all.
Lei looked at Oliver indifferently, with a strange smile on his lips. He walked slowly to Oliver and said softly: "Master Oliver, I will naturally take people to the God's Gift." Let’s go to the grassland to see the situation. Don’t worry about this. We are also curious about why the criminals don’t attack with all their strength. Maybe I can find something.” Lei’s eyes were arrogant, although he never He pays attention to the so-called knight's honor, but he has already realized in his heart that his honor must not be insulted by others.
Hart's and the others' faces twitched slightly, and just when they were about to speak to dissuade Lei, Oliver already clapped with a smile on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, you are indeed worthy of being an imperial corps member." The youngest and most promising general, he dares to carry out such a dangerous mission. Hehe, but I have a question, if Mr. Lei had such a plan, why must I express my confusion about your incompetence in combat now? , you took the initiative to propose such a plan? Can I think that you are indeed not considering the empire wholeheartedly?" Oliver's face was full of a hateful look that was enough to stab the people next to him. The man gave him a serious beating and smiled evilly.
Gaddafi and Mubarata were the two with the hottest tempers, and they punched out their fists at the same time. Gaddafi's fists were not wearing gloves, but Mubarata's whole body was covered with thick... His punch in the armor was enough to punch through a buffalo. The two fists roared out, and at the same time the two of them cursed, and without any regard for their own identities, they came up with the most insulting words they could think of to the other's female relatives. Words, especially Mubarata, who have vowed to have a physical interaction based on violence with all the women in Oliver's ancestors, whether alive or not.
The soldiers next to them were also very angry. The most angry thing about these soldiers was the civil servants. In their view, the civil servants were just a bunch of rubbish who worked to make money for themselves and only acted as a hindrance during battles. And this In front of them, Oliver insulted Lei, a general who had a special status in both the Five Beast Legion and the garrison of the 'Sacred City'. He immediately made the public angry. Mubarata and Gaddafi's fists were seen. It was about to hit Oliver in the head, and everyone on the city wall, except for Oliver's guards, secretly cheered in their hearts.
Oliver's face turned pale. He knew that what he said went too far. But he couldn't be blamed for this. He did gain Shagru's appreciation after seeking refuge with a very strong backer, and because he was a little clever, That's why he was sent here. He had never dealt with these soldiers before. How did he know that these people would kill him once they didn't like him? For a moment, Oliver's heart felt cold and desperate. pole.
Recha struck out at the right moment, kicking Oliver away more than ten feet, just escaping the powerful circle of the two fists. Mubarata's fist still passed over Oliver's head heavily. , with a sound, a protruding sharp corner of his fist caught a strand of Oliver's long hair, and a piece of scalp the size of a fingertip was torn off along with a piece of hair. Oliver lay down in pain. He shouted loudly on the ground. His shouts were so shrill that the soldiers next to him almost cheered.
Careron blocked Mubarata's next blow, while Jerry blocked Gaddafi. Ray slowly walked in front of Oliver, looking at him as if he were a dog. He said coldly: "I will go find out what those guys are doing, so, dear Lord Oliver, you don't have to worry about me wasting time on the front line instead of fighting hard... Division Sock, I That armor, can you speed up your work?" Lei's last words were looked at the old mages.
Suoke gently waved the wand in his hand, nodded and promised: "In two days, we will complete the forging of that armor. It may be a bit heavy for others, but for General Lei, your Your physique is already amazing, especially since you have gained the power of the Lion Knight. Putting on that armor will not hinder your movements in any way. You can rest assured of our craftsmanship."
Suoke smiled proudly. This time, for Lei's armor, all the masters of their Holy Magic Group and the Holy Spirit Magic Group were racking their brains to make an armor that was not weaker than the Paladin Armor. , so they all put a lot of effort into it. The only thing that makes these old mages feel uncomfortable is that the only thirteen sets of Paladin armors left now are because the passage of time is too long, and the ancient magic attached to them has dissipated. Many of them don't have a standard reference to judge how different their level is from the divine mages of ancient times.
Lei smiled gratefully at Sok and the others, and looked at Oliver again, who covered his head with one hand and got up in embarrassment. Oliver was honest now, and he no longer dared to say anything too extreme. The words were arrogant, but there were a lot of inexplicable things in the eyes of Lei and the others. Jerry sneered in his heart, he had decided to send a messenger back to the imperial capital and use the power of the family to plot against this guy Oliver. Jerry I instinctively felt that Oliver's background was not very simple. If he stayed on the front line, he would probably cause a lot of trouble to everyone.
Lei whispered: "Okay, Lord Oliver, now you can be satisfied. I will get the news and come back. As for you, you should go and bandage it. Wearing a dress to go to the battlefield is not a wise choice. If I You are the commander of the guilty people. I will let the rocks of those hill giants come to attack you. The way you are dressed is as unwise as a little girl who took off her clothes in front of a group of perverts. Do you understand? "
"Karub, Inger, Rockart, and Alexander, the four of you will follow me in when the time comes. Hmm... Beamon, don't look at me. Your temper is not suitable for doing such a thing. We need to do it secretly.
Sneak in instead of fighting with others... Gosia, I know you are worried about my safety, but your strength is still inferior, and there are too many people, which will not do us any good. We have to sneak in, and then sneak in
Come back, do you understand?"
Bobcat suddenly said: "Lei, my strength is still much stronger than those of your men, right? I will follow you there, are you interested? I am one, I also want to see those criminals
What are you doing?"
Lei took a deep look at Bobkart, nodded and said: "Then, His Highness Bobkart, please bring four of your best subordinates with you. The strength of your mad bear knights far exceeds that of ordinary gold fifth-level warriors.
With a team of ten people, it’s very convenient for both sneaking in and escaping.”
When Bobcat heard what Lei said, a smile appeared on his face. He nodded slowly, looked at the group of high-ranking knights from the Bicester Empire behind him, and directly nodded to the four tallest knights with his hands.
Lei and the others have now discovered that the warriors of the Bicester Empire have a very strange characteristic. It seems that the stronger they are, the bigger they become. At least this is the case for most knights. So, just look at them
The size of the high-level knights can basically tell what level of warriors they are.
No one looked at Oliver anymore, and all the generals walked down the steps of the city wall. Ray and Bobcat walked together naturally. Since they were going to go on an adventure together, at least they had to discuss it.
The question of who is in charge and who is in charge, and whose subordinates should carry what items.
Hart and others followed them closely. Mubarata looked at Bobkart with some concern and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, if you want to enter the God-given Grassland, you should be careful. Your current strength should be
They have trained very hard and are much stronger than the last time we met, but they still have not reached the level of high-level beast soul warriors, and are still a little behind. So don't confront them head-on, understand.
Is that so? General Lei has obtained the power of the Lion Knight. He is the strongest among you, so it is best to follow his arrangements."
Lei looked at Mubarata seriously and said sincerely: "Maybe I am stronger than Prince Bobkart, but Prince Bobkart has more experience in leading troops than me, so I should negotiate with him to resolve the issue."
problem instead of listening to me on everything.”
A smile appeared on Bobcat's face, and Ray's compliment was very helpful to him. It was precisely because Ray already had such a strong power that his compliment sounded particularly happy.
The group of people walked away and began to arrange everything they needed to enter the grassland. This is a dangerous task, but someone always has to complete it. And it must be completed by a senior general who can make judgments about the overall situation. Add
This has already involved Lei's honor, so it is the most appropriate choice to let Lei lead people to the Gods-given Grassland.
Oliver stood on the city wall and watched Lei and the others disappear around a street corner. He couldn't help but sneered and snorted: "Lei, why do you let the adults value you so much? Huh, you are just an ordinary legion commander.
That's all, why do you?...How can I let your status be higher than mine? Just wait and see."
A trace of blood flowed from the broken scalp and slowly flowed across Oliver's face. The pale face and the bright red blood looked strangely beautiful.
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