Exquisite food, mellow ale, rich hot chocolate, rare cat poop coffee, and a storage bag embroidered with the goblin wrench pattern.
"Thank you for your continued tolerance and understanding. I hope you can coexist with heaven and earth, and ultimately be above all spirits." Goblin King Thrall Apollo said this, but there was no hint of heavy losses on his face.<
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Although Sal Apollo's words sound very respectful and pleasant, if you think about it carefully, you will be shocked into a cold sweat. First of all, "tolerating the goblins" means choosing a certain force and standing against other forces.
.Secondly, the existence of "above all spirits" can only be the python brother and sister in the world. If this sentence spreads to the Demon Sea, it is estimated that the poisonous wolf Managalm will die in an ugly way.
"I don't dare. My friendship with you goblins is not that deep. If it weren't for these hundred dragon crystals, the sea of Qin would be our dividing line."
"As for 'above all spirits', if I hear such words again next time, you, the Goblin King, will be doomed."
Poison Wolf Managalm smiled and shook his head, while replying softly. It was at the moment when the last word was blurted out that Goblin King Thrall Apollo's expression suddenly changed, but he instantly returned to normal. The gem-encrusted face
The cane was changed from the left hand to the right hand, while the left and right sides were covered by the brocade robe and were never exposed again.
Poison Wolf Managalm is a very knowledgeable person. In the eyes of the outside world, he is indeed a being above the pinnacle. But in the eyes of the ancient ferocious beasts, he is just a lucky guy. Although his strength is not bad, he always lacks
There is no trace of confidence, or it is not enough to guarantee victory over the other "Twelve Demonic Beasts".
"Don't think too much about it. As the Goblin King, I naturally hope that the strong people I have good relationships with will live a good life."
"If you can face the friendship between us, I believe that one day in the not-too-distant future, we will work together to capture an ancient beast."
"Of course, the captured ancient ferocious beasts will naturally be distributed by you first. The goblins only need a few corpses and blood samples."
Goblin King Thrall Apollo took a sip of ale, and then he didn't even care about his left hand that was shrunk under his brocade robe. His eyes flashed. This is Thrall Apollo's ultimate goal today. It doesn't matter if he loses a few airships. Two wars
It doesn’t matter if the golem is completely scrapped, or even if most of his cronies are buried in the sea of Qin.
After more than a hundred years of contact, Sal Apollo has roughly understood the other party's temperament. Greedy, cautious, and cunning. If the other party was not an ancient beast with absolute power, Sal Apollo would have killed it long ago.
Kill, because this kind of person is the most dangerous existence.
But the so-called "friends" or "enemies" are just two extremes of the balance of interests, and the weight that ultimately determines which way the pallet tilts is the temptation to pay in advance. Therefore, Sal Apollo believes that if he
With the alchemy he mastered and the opponent's powerful secret technique, even ancient ferocious beasts would be slaughtered without warning.
"If you agree to this suggestion of everyone taking what they need, then starting from today, the goblins will give hundreds of dragon crystals every year and I will personally deliver them to the Angry Tide Cape."
Seeing that the other party had no reaction, Sal Apollo immediately spoke again and stated the bottom line of what he could bear. After that, he ate the fruit and admired the scenery of Qinhai.
The sun didn't know when it penetrated the clouds, and the waves had long since calmed down. The wreckage of the war golem occasionally hit the sea, but it did not affect the good mood of the two kings. It was just that one was in some kind of speculation about the future, and
The other one was ridiculing inwardly, but remained unchanged on the surface.
"Alchemy? Not to mention the patterns in the scrap metal. If this thing is a space magic circle, I can still consider it, but you are not worthy of it."
"As for joining forces to hunt down ancient ferocious beasts, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. Live well and give me dragon crystals regularly."
Poison Wolf Managalm put the storage bag in his arms and said softly. He was not interested in doing anything to seek death, not to mention that his opponent was an ancient beast on an equal footing with him.
And in his view, the goblin king was overestimating his capabilities. Not only did he want to form an alliance with himself, he even had his own plans for the "Twelve Warcraft".
The dark purple poison emerged again, and the Poison Wolf Managalm jumped off the goblin main ship, and then slowly floated towards the Thorny Desert. The tepid and indifferent expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by haze and ruthlessness.
Li.
"It's simply ridiculous. You dare to negotiate terms with me just by relying on that half-baked bullshit alchemy. If it weren't for the sake of these dragon crystals, none of you would be able to return to the Sage Coast alive today." "If it's a space magician, I might still hesitate, but it's limited to a space magician. But having said that, is there any relationship between 'alchemy' and the space magic circle? Why does it look so...
What does it look like?"
The poisonous wolf Managalm muttered to himself along the way, and finally classified the goblins as "arrogant" and "arrogant", and would be destroyed one day in the future.
But he only guessed half of it right, because "alchemy" has nothing to do with the space magic circle, but the carved appearance is slightly similar. "Alchemy" follows the principle of equivalent exchange, which is decomposition, reorganization, and creation.
The cycle goes back and forth. The space magic array is a carrier that integrates the four basic magic elements. In essence, it cannot be separated from the category of magic.
This is like heavy rain and morning dew. The former is another manifestation of clouds, while the latter is a product that appears out of thin air under certain specific conditions.
"It seems that the so-called 'ancient ferocious beasts' are nothing more than that. I think they are not afraid of anything."
"Magic power and fighting spirit are both things that cannot be estimated, and the upper and lower limits cannot be completely controlled. This is the biggest flaw of both, and it is also what I personally disdain."
"Technology and alchemy are different. As long as you study hard and strictly abide by the experimental procedures, you will definitely succeed one day."
"The times have long since changed. Today, the goblins can rely on airships and war golems to establish an invincible position. In the future, they are destined to make those arrogant and powerful men bow down."
"Technology is the master of the future world, and I, the first to master the power of science and technology, am the new god above the master!"
Thrall Apollo looked at the back that had turned into a black dot, and turned back to the usual proud Goblin King. However, his idea was destined not to come true, and was destined to end in a huge tragedy. p>
Because let alone completely overturning the entire world, it is estimated that as long as the goblins dare to attack any ancient beast, they will be annihilated. Part of his confidence stems from the poisonous wolf Managalm
, but he didn’t know that the other party’s status among the “Twelve Warcraft” could only be regarded as the end.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to be saved by the giant wolf Fennir when he was young, he would have died hundreds of thousands of years ago. I have to say that the poisonous wolf Managalm was lucky, but this luck could not support the goblin king's desires.