"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.
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Liu Zhenchen flicked a clay ball into the river, causing a circle of 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 pot, and 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."
"I haven't used it in 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 was indeed a little loser with no ambitions, and he had reached this point today.
, it should be a situation derived from the unyielding struggle against fate. If it were not for Prince Richard's aggressiveness, Liu Zhencheng might not be hanging around now.
"The current power division in the kingdom is very serious. 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 existing system of the Behemoth Kingdom, and racial discrimination is also quite serious. If the composition of the army is based solely on powerful races that make up a minority of the population, it will never be able to reproduce its past glory. What's more, currently among the Behemoth
There is also a lack of magicians, the Bode Air Force is also lost, and the bureaucratic structure is very dilapidated and fragmented. Take the second defense battle of Jade as an example. If I had not fought hard on my own, but waited for the reinforcements from the Northeast Army, I am afraid that all the bones would be gone by now.
I can't find it." Liu Zhenzhan 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 for the vassals in his hands.
It is also strangled to death. Take the Haos tribe under the Bear tribe's command. Hippos should be the best navy warriors, 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, such 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, orders and prohibitions will definitely
It’s better than us Behemoths who have to go back and forth over something.”
"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 were evenly distributed to the major legions and temples. Among them, every high-ranking priest was almost loyal to a certain wealthy family. This was not limited to their fox clan. There were many fox clans.
It is also very common for tribal priests to attach themselves to wealthy foreign families. And each wealthy family will be attached to one of the three major forces of the Elders, the royal family and the temple. Among them, the overt and covert fights between the two royal families of Rhine and Taigo have always been
The main theme. Without priests or warriors attached to powerful forces, it is almost impossible to get 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 from the inside of the kingdom, you belong to the faction of Qi Dan, the great shaman of Wei'an in the Northeast Province. Although I know that Qi Dan has no binding force on you at all.
Which faction does Anda Shaman belong to?"
"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 a thorn in the eyes of the Rhine tribe and King Grek Saar." 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.
"Mr. Qi Dan is the chief priest of the "Legion of Troubles."" After refilling his cigar, Mr. Mourinho patted Liu Zhanzhen's 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 strongest members of the Taigo clan are first selected into this army, 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, but 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 it, 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 man who waits for death, I have never been
He looks down upon people who ignore the interests of the entire country and nation."
"In a general sense, everyone understands what you said, but when it comes to specific 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 difficulty.
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,
Just one great righteousness cannot 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
We cannot draw an equal sign, which 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?
, the Rhine tribe and the Tagore tribe have always been fighting for the throne, and other races have no chance to even get involved." Mourinho took a long puff of his cigar and was choked and coughed repeatedly.
: "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 only reserved for tigers and lions? Why not the snail people of the Boer tribe? Why not the funny hippo 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 Behemoth, now appears again.
Mourinho, a talented and strategist, looks at his aura: a legend in sacrifices, the youngest shaman priest in history, a phoenix priest who looks down upon dragon priests, and judging from the news from Drow, this guy is also
He is a well-hidden martial arts master. At the same time, he is also researching a new type of war song - a war song that can be released into magical attacks! What if this research is successful?
Ability and ambition are directly proportional. Judging from the implication of the officiant, he is very likely to want to learn from humans and play the trick of breaking away from the Behemoth Kingdom and forming a country. Considering the strength of the officiant, this possibility
It is indeed very big. If you look at the Medusa he has, you will know that he not only wants to lead the two bird tribes Behemoth of the Smyi tribe and the Ostrite tribe to become independent, but he will also take several
Support Beamon from other races to fight for independence.
However, independence means war. Humanity is also separated from Behemoth. It took a thousand years to resist the flag and fire cannons to declare independence. It used its own strong strength to force the Behemoth Kingdom to recognize its status. From this,
Look, even if Old Swan has such a heart, he probably won't be able to see that day come in this life.
With his current ability, the most he can do is to listen to the instructions but not the propaganda, or to gain a very high status in the power organizations other than the royal power, consolidate his 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 also a prerequisite for this, that there should be no world war. If a turbulent war occurs, there will be opportunities to fish in troubled waters.
Here it comes.
The only one missing is Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. Liu Zhenzhen laughed secretly in his heart. There were peasant uprisings in Behemoth's ancient history. Most of them were caused by the Mengke tribe. There was also the possibility of dividing the territory and splitting the land, but in the end they all failed.
In the end, the entire Monk tribe took a curved path 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, and did not hesitate to sacrifice their bodies and blood to resist the human army. 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 realized 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 shine.
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 Behemoths 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 there will be 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, only those who have this idea will do it.
I have never thought about it," Liu Zhenshao said with a wry smile.
"That's good, 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 master 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 underground world will become yours from now on.
A person's 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 elves, I still admire you very much, Fallen Ritual
You don’t know how high the danger and sacrifice is! There is also that large magic teleportation array! Come on, God of War, how many high-quality magic raw materials are needed, how much superb alchemy skills are required, and how much infusion does it need to be instilled by a magician?
Only magic power can 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. How do you expect me to play with them again?" Liu Zhanzhan sneered.
"I'm just presenting facts and being reasonable. The right to choose 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: "
There is no harm in them coming to the Danube Wasteland. Relying on the gray dwarf blacksmiths and elf 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 a priority supply of goods. Don’t always look at the worst in everything. This time we are actually a win-win situation. Don’t be afraid of these fallen elves. As long as the Smai tribe successfully allocates them, they will form a new province south of the Sanggan River.
, with our Simai Swans here, their powerful air force is just a decoration."
"Yes, the gray dwarf blacksmith and the elf blacksmith will help you arm the Smyi Army to the teeth first. As for the Behemoth Kingdom, haha, these guys have come to the surface without the rich underground mineral veins. Who knows if they will be generous.
." Liu Zhancheng 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, but it's better for you. You took advantage of it 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 talked about entering the port. If nothing happens in the future, you will definitely be able to recruit some Elf Archers, Druids and Jungle Warriors to supplement your troop sources. How dare you tell me that you want to share half of the Boer 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 is more lucky than you? An alchemist and expensive magic raw materials are so easy to find? Just blame me for not revealing all your secrets in front of the fallen elves.
I didn’t ask you to set up a magic teleportation array in my mansion. The small price you paid is completely deserved! In any case, we are all Behemoths, and I have not yet had any evil intentions to help foreigners to trap you.
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"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 shocked his face with a rogue look: "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 said slightly.
He frowned and thought for a moment, shook his head, and said regretfully: "It's good to have a magic teleportation array. These takin warriors, if you want to send them to the battlefield whenever you want, they are just transfer gates. It's really an advantage 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. Don't be jealous of me."
"Humility is not a virtue, dear Richard. It seems that I have underestimated you before. Your ambition is far from being as bad as you said. People who have an ambition to occupy the underground continent are far from just waiting to die.
Lord." 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 work in the future.
Why don't you buy some high-quality weapons and equipment?"
"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 Mozobrada. Among these devout believers, there happens to be the drow captain of the Bird-winged Ballista Brigade. I deliberately concealed this.
, not many people know about it." Mr. Mourinho was honest, and Liu was shocked: "The eight drow main cities only have ten bird-wing ballistas in total, and the city of Mosobrada has
There are four of them. This kind of bird-winged ballistae uses the hamstrings of prehistoric giant fleas as the winding device. It is unparalleled in power. It seems that I am also very lucky... By the way, there are also the two ancient war pilots.
Drow of the tree, 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 Zhenshao 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 Zhenshao'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 controlled the ancient war trees, so he accepted them wholeheartedly. The drow are from the maternal lineage.
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 will definitely 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. During the battle of defending the soil, it was transferred in time and space by Fran, the space magician of Dolot. Although this thing has a high winding speed,
It is relatively slow, but if there is a strong man in charge of taking charge at close range to carry out a surprise attack, 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. It seemed that he was going to inform Mourinho about the kidnapping elf.
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Priest Swan 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 the damn "Return Scroll", otherwise this time it will really happen."
It's very difficult 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, not to mention 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 how much I took 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 far more than the conventional power.
The level of military research and development is about to be joined by mechanical experts. 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.
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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?
When the time comes, 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 two-headed chimeras and the takin warriors' whirling curved blades, positional warfare is definitely an insurmountable fortress. In addition,
With the three major combinations of Grain, Flamingo and Pegasus, what would happen even if all the Blood Elf Bat Riders came to attack?
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 about the future of these dark elves.
expression, a bright smile on his face.
"It's time for me to leave. I have to slip my feet while Mistress You Yue'er is away." Mourinho's cheerful voice interrupted Liu's shocked secret pleasure.
Liu Zhenshao followed the gaze of the officiant and turned around. He saw four two-headed chimeras, driven by the elf knights, flapping their huge fleshy wings and using suspension cables to slowly lift the four bird-winged ballistas from the air.
After being dumped at the gate of the city, an ancient war tree next to the suspension bridge made a huge wooden groaning sound. Two tree roots with five arms of thick beards pulled out of the soil like pulling radishes, earthworms and centipedes were turning over the soil.
Crawling 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 that walked like a human in surprise. The elf guards on the city wall looked at the gate at the city gate in confusion.
Ancient war tree and bird wing ballistae.
"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.
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, bending down to fight with a dwarf who is only 1.23 meters tall.
How hard it must be to fight, especially when these dwarves are 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 didn't sleep all day and night. (To be continued)