"It's time for you all to prepare for the sunlight baptism ceremony. Lord Richard and I also want to discuss the matter of the Boer Minotaur. Please allow us to take our leave first." Mourinho caressed his chest to the fallen elves around him.
In greeting, Old Liu also stood up and bowed. He also had many things to ask this old swan.
"The food is eaten one bite at a time. As long as the degeneration ceremony is successful, everything else will be easy." Mistress You Yue'er stood up: "I will send the two distinguished guests to the post house."
"No, no, no," Liu Zhensha and Mourinho declined together, and the guests and hosts left happily.
The two priests, who had a teacher-student relationship, held hands and came to the moat at the gate of Mensobrada City. Their personal guards formed a circle, separating the outside world, and sat down side by side.
Liu Zhenzhen flicked a clay ball into the river water, causing small ripples and attracting a peek from a piranha.
Mr. Mourinho popped a stone between his fingers, shattering the sharp serrated teeth of the piranha into pieces. As soon as the red blood leaked out, the river immediately started rolling like a boiling pot. A group of piranhas smashed the piranha into pieces.
The unlucky fellows devoured their food in an instant, and the sound of sharp teeth and bones rubbing against each other made one's scalp numb.
"Good work." Liu Zhencheng praised: "I really didn't know that before."
"It's been so many years." Mourinho said with a smile: "Seeing you full of vigor reminds me of myself when I was young."
"When you were young, you must have been a handsome young man in white clothes." Liu Zhenzhen's words were full of envy.
"Young people should have a fixed goal, and great people should have great ambitions." Mourinho turned his eyes and looked at Liu Zhensha: "Can you tell me, Richard, what is your ideal?"
"Eating and waiting to die." Liu Zhenzhen said.
"Let's talk openly and honestly, don't talk nonsense with me." Mourinho frowned.
"I really only have this ideal." Liu Zhenzhen smiled sadly. He knew that most people would not believe this. But in fact, he is indeed a little loser with no ambitions, and he has reached this point. It should be.
It was a situation that evolved out of an unyielding struggle against fate. Without Prince Richard's aggressiveness, Liu Zhencheng might not be hanging around now.
"The power division in the kingdom is very serious now. Although Beamon has the best combination of combatants, it has never been able to reproduce the glorious history of the past." The chief priest of Swan no longer focused on the issue of ambition with Liu Zhenhan, and fell into long memories.
"There are too many loopholes in the current system of the Behemoth Kingdom, and racial discrimination is also quite serious. If the military is composed of a strong minority of people, it will never be able to reproduce its past glory. What's more, among the current Behemoth people,
There is also a lack of magicians, the loss of the Bode Air Force, and the bureaucratic structure is very dilapidated and fragmented. Take the second defense battle of Feilengcui as an example. If I hadn't tried my best on my own and waited for the reinforcements from the Northeast Army, I'm afraid it would have been over by now.
The bones can't be found." Liu Zhenzhen lit a cigar, blew out five or six smoke rings, and then exhaled a long puff of smoke, piercing all these rings: "Every hereditary noble has a lot of money in his hands.
The vassal tribes are also strangled to death. Take the Haos tribe under the command of the Bear tribe, the hippopotamus should be the best navy, but the Kingdom's military has not yet explored this potential. Perhaps the number of hippopotamus poets is not enough.
There are not many such warriors. A wave of magic bombing on the battlefield might wipe them all out. However, using a small force to carry out key attacks with unexpected penetrations, these small but capable warriors will definitely have unexpected effects."
"You seem to be very proficient in fighting with a small number of troops. I have studied your battle cases." Mourinho looked at Liu Zhensha with a look of praise that could not be concealed.
"Wherever, in several battles, I relied on equipment and geographical advantages to turn the situation around." Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
"I have to say that our King is still very talented and strategic. He wants to take back the rights of the temple, which may be the first step to centralize power. If this step is successful, the next step will definitely be to take back the rights of the Presbytery.
, concentrating all power into the royal power." Mourinho turned the golden flute in his hand and shook his head with a smile: "In fact, doing this is completely imitating the centralized monarchy system of the human kingdom. In that case, the enforcement of orders and prohibitions will definitely be worse than
It’s better for us than having to deal with things like this now.”
"It's difficult. If he wants to take back the rights to the temple, he has to meet you first." Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
"It's not just me." Mourinho also smiled: "You don't understand the political trends within the kingdom. Let me explain it to you briefly. Take the Fox Fox tribe in the Northeast Province as an example.
The number of them has always been among the best in the kingdom. They are evenly distributed to the major legions and temples. Among them, every high-ranking priest is almost loyal to a certain wealthy family. This is not limited to their Fox Clan. There are many Fox Clan.
It is also very common for priests to attach themselves to foreign wealthy families. And each wealthy family will be attached to one of the three major forces: the Elders, the royal family and the temple. Among them, the overt and covert fighting between the two royal families of the Rhine and the Tiger has always been the main theme.
.Without the priests or warriors attached to powerful forces, it is almost impossible to be promoted. It is very simple to squeeze out a small person without any backing forces."
"I feel the same way. This is how Prince Richard dealt with me in the beginning, but I never seemed to join any force. Let me admire myself first." Liu Zhenzhen thought of the sad past.
"You have now represented a powerful force. Others want to join you and accept your protection under your wings." The words of the officiant made Liu Zhensha almost choke: "But I have to admit,
You are also considered to be from the Northeast. At least in the eyes of the kingdom, you belong to the faction of Wei'an Great Shaman Qi Dan of the Northeast Province. Although I know that Qi Dan has no binding force on you at all. "Knowing that Wei'an Great Shaman
Does the shaman belong to any faction?"
"The high priest in red, Mr. Bratt." Liu Zhenhan had somewhat heard about it.
"Yes, Mr. Bratt of the Tigo tribe, the representative of divine power in the world, is also the thorn in the side of His Majesty Sal, the Rhine tribe and King Grek." Mr. Mourinho reached out and ticked Liu Zhensha's cigar.
Pointing his finger, Liu Zhancheng took out a cigar and threw it to the officiant.
"Sir Qi Dan is the chief priest of the 'Army of Troubles'." After refilling his cigar, Mr. Mourinho patted Liu's shocked hand and said thank you politely.
"Working for the tiger?" Liu Zhencheng twisted his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "It is said that the 'Mail Army' is the private army of the Taigo clan. The strong goblins of the Taigo clan first choose to join this legion, and then the Royal Forest Army."
"Whip of the God of War' for selection, I originally thought it was made up out of thin air. I didn't expect that such a thing really existed."
"Almost every family of the six hereditary nobles has a private army, or should I say so, it should be called the family guard." Mourinho laughed: "This is not news. The family guard is only composed of the elite of the family.
The scale will not be very large, and being absorbed into the family guard means that it is a direct line within the direct line, and one will be prosperous and one will suffer."
"That means being loyal to a family rather than a country. The interests of the family are always higher than the interests of the country." Liu Zhen flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said contemptuously: "Although I am a master who waits for death, but I have never been
He looks down upon people who ignore the interests of the entire country and nation."
"In a broad sense, everyone understands the truth you said, but when it comes to implementation, the standard measurement is not easy to unify. For example, if you are a direct descendant of the family, the country will not extend justice to you when you are in trouble.
The family will lend a helping hand, so when making a choice, most people will still choose to protect the family rather than the country." Mourinho sneered: "There are really many problems within the Behemoth Kingdom. Sometimes, we can't
Just one great righteousness can cover everything. Great righteousness cannot fill your belly, nor can it bring you fur coats on snowy days, nor can it bring you good medicine when you are sick. Living in this world, many times, reality and harsh slogans cannot distinguish.
The last equal sign is the tragedy of our time."
"I'd better be a little nobleman. After the election next year, the temple will send me, the war priest, to serve in the army. I don't have any pursuits. I'll just hang around. Anyway, the frequency of wars is not very high now.
Gao." Liu Zhencheng stretched out comfortably. He didn't like these kingdom politics at all, so he was thinking about how to talk to Mourinho and chat with this old guy. He had to be cautious all over.
There is no sense of accomplishment either.
"When humans left the Behemoth Kingdom, they were probably tired of the clique fights among the upper-ranking nobles, and the lower-ranking Behemoths had no chance of getting ahead, no matter how good they were. How many years have passed, except when Medusa was still there?
, it has always been the Rhine tribe and Tiger who are fighting for the throne, and other races have no chance to even get a foothold." Mourinho took a long puff of his cigar and was choked with coughs:
"Ahem... We, the Birdman Behemoth of the Bodur Tribe, suffered such heavy losses during the Battle of Hyjal that we have completely lost power now. In fact, this thought has been lingering in my mind - Is the royal power really true?
Only tigers and lions? Why not Boer snails? Why not funny hippopotamus poets?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. To compete for the throne, we must go through the dual test of force and wisdom. Apart from these two Behemoth races, there is really no chance for anyone else." Liu Zhenhan sneered in his heart. Mourinho's words made him
Suddenly, I thought of a specious possibility - the Swan Clan, as the hereditary lord of the Bird Clan, now has a talented and ambitious Mourinho. Look at his halo: a legend in the priesthood, the youngest in history
The chief shaman, the phoenix priest who looks down upon the dragon priest, received news from the drow in the coming year. This guy is also a well-hidden martial arts master. At the same time, he is also researching a new type of war song - one that can be released into magical attacks.
War song! What if this research is successful? Ability and ambition are directly proportional. Judging from the implication of the officiant, he probably also wants to learn from humans and play the trick of breaking away from the Behemoth Kingdom and forming a country. Based on this
With the strength of the officiating master, this possibility is indeed very high. Just look at the Medusa he possesses and you will know that he not only wants to lead the Smyi tribe and the Ostrich Behemoth of the Ostrite tribe to become independent, but also will
Bringing several Behemoths from other races together to fight for independence.
However, independence means war, and human beings are also independent of Beamon. It took a thousand years to defy the flag and fire cannons to declare independence. With its own strong strength, it is approaching the Beamon Kingdom and has to admit its status. From this point of view,
, even if Old Swan has such a heart, he probably won’t have the chance to see that day come in this life.
With his current ability, the most he can do is to listen to the instructions and not listen to the announcement. Or he can win a very high status in the authority organizations other than the royal power, consolidate his own strength, and attract more Behemoth races to join him. How much?
Years later, it will be up to his descendants to fulfill this grand wish. There is a prerequisite for this. Do not let a world war break out. If a turbulent war breaks out, there will be an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
The only one missing is Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. Liu Zhenshaan secretly laughed in his heart and said that there were peasant uprisings in the ancient history of Behemoth, most of which were caused by the Mengke tribe. There was also the possibility of dividing the territory and splitting the land. However, they all failed in the end.
In the end, the entire Monk tribe took a curved road to founding a country. Although it took a long time, it finally realized its long-cherished wish, whether it was to establish an independent country or to start an uprising. The difficulty of such a thing is beyond imagination, even if it is unity
The xenophobic Munk clan, also known as humans, had a very small number of established nobles from the Munk clan who still stood on the side of the Behemoth Kingdom during the Battle of Hyjal, sacrificing their bodies and blood to resist the human army without hesitation. However, the current Behemoth Kingdom
Judging from the national strength, the success rate of doing this is much higher than before.
The more Liu Zhencheng thought about this possibility, the more he felt that Old Swan must have thought so. If he dragged these fallen elves to the Danube Wilderness, with the frequent and complicated relationships among the fallen elves, coupled with his eloquence and infection
He has the power to drive tigers and swallow sheep, and provoke the masses to fight against the masses. It is entirely possible for him to enrich himself. If the demons invade again and disrupt the structure of the entire continent, he will have a good chance to make a difference.
Seeing Liu Zhenshao narrowing his eyes and staring at him with flickering eyes, Mourinho responded with a smile and smoked his cigar elegantly and calmly.
"Why are you telling me this?" Liu Zhenshao asked.
"I hope that all games can live under a fair sky, and at least learn to think about what freedom and democracy are." Mourinho said solemnly: "Although it is very difficult to realize this wish, I hope to have more understanding.
and support."
"Everyone has the right to choose. I have always admired you. As for me, you can rest assured. I just want Feilengcui Behemoth to live comfortably. As for fighting for power and profit, that is only for those who have this idea.
I have never thought about it," Liu Zhenshao said with a wry smile.
"That's it, Boer takin, let's take half for each of us." Mourinho took the last puff of his cigar and flicked the cigarette butt into the moat.
"That's impossible." Liu Zhenshao shook his head.
"Didn't you say that you have no desire to fight for power? Why do you want to control so many powerful races?" The smile of the Swan Priest was filled with deep mockery.
"Don't forget the most basic fact. My respected Mr. Mourinho, do you know that the Takin are not willing to leave the underground at all." Liu Zhenzhen's face was also full of sarcasm.
"The existence of the magic teleportation array can set up an open door in Feileng Cui and the underground world, and the fallen elves will no longer be stationed in the underground on a large scale because of the black dragon of hell and the evil eye tyrant. If I
If your guess is correct, you originally wanted to place them on the plains of Kalimdor without any good intentions. Judging from your character, after all these fallen elves leave, you will definitely be able to clear the two-way magic teleportation array.
Destroy it neatly, so that even if these fallen elves take away your magicians, they will never be able to return to the underground world through the magic teleportation array to collect food and mines. For you, the world of Earthly Justice will become
You are alone in the back garden, am I right?" Mourinho said with a smile: "Don't get excited, you see, I have never exposed you in front of the fallen spirits, I still admire you very much, fallen spirits.
You don’t know how dangerous and sacrificial the ritual is! There is also the large magic teleportation array! Come on, God of War, how many high-quality magic raw materials are needed, what superb alchemy skills are required, and what a magician needs to instill.
How much magic power does it take to send three million fallen elves out of the underground! I really admire you for having such a huge idea, and I am also sincerely jealous of the magician resources you have!"
"You didn't expose me, but you almost exposed me. What a diversion. You brought these guys to my door. Why do you want me to quarrel with them again?" Liu Zhanzhen sneered.
"I'm just presenting the facts and being reasonable. The choice has always been in the hands of the fallen elves. I didn't force them to choose. Remember my words, Richard, the fallen elves are not stupid." Mourinho said lightly: "
It doesn't hurt that they come to the Danube Wasteland. Relying on the gray dwarf blacksmiths, the weapon supply of the entire Behemoth Kingdom will make a qualitative leap. Hasn't our temple been preparing to protect the Knights Templar? In this case, we will have
We have given priority to the local supply of goods. Don’t always look at the bad side of everything. This time we are actually a win-win situation. Don’t be afraid of these fallen elves. As long as the Simai tribe successfully mobilizes and forms a new province south of the Sanggan River, we will have a win-win situation.
The Mai tribe's swans are here, and their powerful air force is just a decoration."
"Yes, the gray dwarf blacksmith and the elf blacksmith just happened to help you arm the Smyi Army to the teeth first. As for the Behemoth Kingdom. Haha, these guys came to the surface without the rich underground mineral veins. Who knows if they will be generous.
." Liu Zhanchen put out the cigar with his hand, and the kneaded shreds of tobacco were scattered in the air: "I have put in a lot of effort. It's good for you, you took all the advantages as soon as you came, and you also joined the group of people who wanted to take revenge on the surface elves.
The drow and Moore have talked about entering the port. If nothing happens in the future, you will definitely be able to recruit some elven archers, druids, and jungle warriors to supplement your soldier resources. How dare you tell me that you want to share half of the underground takin?"
"Richard, Richard! Don't think that I don't understand the underground world!" Mourinho snorted coldly from his nose: "In such a huge world, the metal mineral deposits alone are enough for you to eat.
Not to mention the cavemen here who can collect food at will. Who doesn't know how lucky you are? An alchemist and expensive magic raw materials are so easy to find? Just blame me for not showing your old secrets in front of the fallen elves.
The small price you pay for letting you set up a magic teleportation array in my mansion is completely deserved! After all, we are all Behemoths, and I have no evil intentions to help foreigners to trap you.
"
"The Boer Takin are really unwilling to leave the underground, what can I do? Can you persuade them to leave, even if you take them away from the magic teleportation array, one by one." Liu Zhenzhen looked like a rogue: "Let me
To help you set up a magic teleportation array that leads to the underground in your mansion, you should not say this request at all. Even if you kill me, there is no way I can help you."
"I believe you. Originally, I came to the city of Mosobrada just to bring back some good things. This time, the wait was not in vain. I said, it is a win-win situation for both of us." Mourinho condensed slightly.
Mei Mei thought for a moment, shook his head, and said regretfully: "It would be nice to have a magic teleportation array. These takin warriors, if you want to send them to the battlefield, they are just transfer gates. It is really easy for you."
"The fallen elves will help you catch the druids, forest elves, and hill giants. With your ability, you will probably be the one who makes the fool of others. If you follow behind and make the fool of others and win people's hearts, you will not lose." Liu Zhenzhen said.
Li Tanshou said: "Feilengcui's population is too small, so I am destined to have little room for development and achievements. Please stop being jealous of me."
"Humility is not a virtue, dear Richard. It seems that I have looked down on you before. Your ambition is far from being as bad as you said. People who have the ambition to occupy the underground continent are far from being just freeloaders.
The Lord of Death." Mourinho stood up and patted the empty soil on his robe: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. I hope you can deal with the two major scourges of the Black Dragon of Hell and the Evil Eye Tyrant. I also hope that you can do it in the future.
I’m looking for some excellent weapons and equipment in your hands.”
"The Evil Eye Tyrant and the Black Dragon of Hell, these two scourges, I really haven't figured out a way to deal with them." Liu Zhencheng heard what the officiant said, and his head suddenly became dizzy: "Let me ask you a question by the way, what are you doing this time?"
What good things are you planning to take away from Drow?"
Liu Zhencheng firmly believed that the officiant would never stay in Mosobrada for so long without benefits.
"It's the Bird-winged Ballista. The shamanic teachings I promoted have finally influenced many elves in Mosobrada. Among these devout believers, there happens to be the drow captain of the Bird-winged Ballista Brigade. This matter was deliberately concealed.
, not many people know about it." Mr. Mourinho was honest, and Liu was shocked: "There are only ten bird-wing ballistas in the eight drow main cities, and four in Mosobrada City.
There are so many, this kind of bird-winged crossbow is made of the hamstrings of prehistoric giant fleas as the winding device. It is unparalleled in power, it seems that I am also lucky... By the way, there are also the two Zhuo who control the ancient trees of war.
My dear, I have just influenced them both in the past two days. Fortunately, I was dragged here, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to meet you..."
Liu Zhenzhen could only feel in his heart that he had carried his luck to his grandma's house. He actually let the old swan live here until he appeared just to covet an ancient war tree. This discovery made him really dejected. According to Liu Zhenzhen's satisfaction
Guys with obscene thoughts estimate that Mourinho most likely had an affair with these bird-winged ballista brigades and the drow elves who control the ancient war trees, so he accepted them wholeheartedly. Drow are from the matrilineal line.
In the social structure, the main positions are all occupied by female elves. If not for this, this handsome old swan man who preaches shamanic teachings would not be so enlightened.
"The bird-winged crossbow is indeed a good thing. No wonder you have stayed here for so long. The shooting range of this thing is difficult to control. If it is too far, the serrated moon blade will fly away. But as long as it is used properly, it can be used for defense.
It's a sharp weapon." Liu Zhensha spoke with an expert's eye: "I have played with a bird-wing crossbow before, and it was time-space shifted by Fran, the space magician of Dolot, during the battle of defending the soil. Although this thing is wound,
The speed is relatively slow, but if there is a strong man responsible for the attack at close range, this ancient weapon will have a very overbearing effect, and the giant dragon will have to stay away."
"If these babies were not good, I wouldn't have stayed here for so long. I don't know if the Drow Mistress will regret it after I leave." Mourinho said to the human magician in the distance.
The magician snapped his fingers, and the magician nodded knowingly, and walked towards the inner city of Mensobrada with another follower, the human swordsman, apparently to inform Mourinho of the elves he had arranged to kidnap.
The Swan Priest turned to Liu Zhensha and smiled: "The fire magician under me is already at the level of a magician. Without this level, there is really no way to use that damn 'return scroll." Otherwise, this time it would be really terrible.
It's hard to take away these treasures, but I still have to envy you, a magic teleportation array is easier than anything else."
"Give me a bird-wing crossbow. I'll study the structure and return it to you." Liu Zhenzhen said eagerly. He did have a prehistoric giant flea. Nedved's longbow only extracted a flea hamstring.
There are still five fleas and hamstrings, and my little sister is alone and lonely in her empty boudoir.
"Research? Haha, this kind of elf weapon is said to have a unique internal gear structure. Even if there are skilled craftsmen, it is impossible to imitate it. What's more, the prehistoric giant fleas are not easy to find. I advise you not to think about it. It doesn't matter, that's it.
It’s okay to give you a bird-wing crossbow.” Mourinho looked at Old Liu for a long time and smiled magnanimously: “With a large amount of mineral deposits at the bottom, your Razor Mountain blacksmith workshop will produce weapons and armor in the future.
Just remember that I will take care of you today."
Seeing my current strength, even the tone of my words changed. Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He wonders if the officiant knew that he had joined the Typhon Giant, Feilengcui now has a military industry that far exceeds the conventional
The level of research and development is about to be joined by mechanical Gao Cen. I wonder if the officiant is willing to give himself a bird-wing crossbow.
After all, there are always unexpected factors that the Swan Priest failed to calculate. Maybe Mourinho will be able to understand the coveted diamond-like price-performance ratio of the Typhon Giant after staying in the Boer tribe for a few more days.
.
What Liu Zhenzhen finds even more interesting is that if, as Master Puskas said, the place where the dumb moon lands happens to be the Sanggan River, then if he can occupy this floating city that can fly in the air, who can threaten him in the future?
To Feilengcui?
Even if Mourinho tries his best to place the underground elves at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, will he be able to stop me?
Thinking about this, Liu Zhencheng felt that it was not a big loss. Anyway, he couldn't take advantage of all the advantages, so he just gave them to the old swan. As for these fallen elves, no matter how many there are, what can they do? Do they dare to risk the world?
No, it’s not possible to start a war with a Behemoth priest on Behemoth’s territory?
Don’t forget that the drow are also giving away 800 two-headed chimeras! With their huge bodies, carrying takin warriors armed with boomerangs, even though they are far behind the eagle-oxen in terms of long-distance running and maneuverability
, but in terms of fixed defense, you may not suffer a loss, right? Although magic is not good, but with the powerful physical power of these Chimeras and the takin warriors' spinning curved blades, positional warfare is definitely an insurmountable fortress, plus Gerui
Well, with the three major combinations of Flamingo and Pegasus, what will happen even if all the Blood Elf Bat Riders come up?
If the dark elves knew that the current air force in the surface world was so weak, and they gave these two-headed chimeras to themselves, would they regret it and vomit blood? Liu Zhenzhen viciously speculated on the fate of these dark elves in the future.
Expression, a bright smile on his face.
"It's time for me to go. I have to slide my feet while Mistress You Yue'er is away." Mourinho's joyful voice interrupted Liu Zhancheng's secret joy. Liu Zhenshaan followed the gaze of the officiant and turned to look.
Going there, I saw four two-headed chimeras, driven by the elf knights, flapping their huge flesh wings, and using suspension cables to slowly unload four bird-wing ballistas from the air to the city gate. A war statue beside the suspension bridge
The ancient tree made a huge wooden groaning sound, and two tree roots with five arms of thick beards dug up the soil like plucking radishes. Earthworms and centipedes crawled around in panic in the wet soil.
Fei Luo and the others who were chatting in the distance were startled. They all looked at the ancient war tree walking like a human in surprise. The elf guards on the city wall looked at the war at the door in confusion.
Ancient trees and bird wing ballista.
"I wish you good luck in participating in the Falling Ceremony!" Mourinho nodded to Liu Zhensha and jumped onto the suspension bridge nimbly.
"Wait a minute!" Liu Zhenshao stretched out his hand and shouted: "The magic coordinates of your return scroll must be in the mansion of the Southwest Province. Where can I find you to get the bird-winged crossbow? Deliver it on site!"
Ten minutes later, Mistress You Yue'er's screams shook the earth.
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Regarding the old swan, brothers, please don't express any further opinions. I originally planned to create this swan as a hero. If he can't compare with Liu Zhensha in terms of intelligence, then he won't be called a sacrificial legend. Of course,
Although Lao Liu is a bit impulsive, he is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. The most important thing is that the protagonist of this book is him, and the author is me.
Regarding the space ring, in this book, it is just a trash can and a crane, and there will be no long-distance raid scenes later on. After all, Lao Liu does not want to dominate the world, so there is no problem of super powerful props.
Regarding the fighting power of the gray dwarves, many brothers wonder why the dwarves are suddenly so powerful. First of all, I want to make it clear that the dwarf warriors at that time were all elite centuries-old warriors. The dwarves are not a rookie race in the first place, and they are considered to be the most popular in fantasy novels.
Besides, Mammoth Hippo and these guys are all strong men four to five meters tall. Just imagine a big man as tall as your building, changing his waist and fighting with a dwarf who is 1.23 meters tall.
How hard it must be, especially since these dwarves are still using the human sea tactic. As for the rookie mastiffs, who have just entered the battlefield, you can't blame them.
As for the heavy casualties suffered by the Medusa warriors, there is nothing that can be done about it. We can only blame them for not being able to resist. Being a mercenary should have its own consciousness. Without diamonds, there is no porcelain job.
Three chapters are updated today. I wonder if you can forgive me for my mistakes in the past few days? I haven't slept all day and night.