"Are these your subordinates?" Bernard, who was already eating continuously and whose body had grown to fifteen meters, looked at the cloud giants descending from the sky with a complicated look in his eyes.
Although there have been speculations before, it is still very shocking when the speculations become reality. After all, some speculations are just guesses and there is still the possibility of being wrong.
"What else?" Muria glanced at this country bumpkin. This ignorant look really made Muria's face feel a little hot. It was embarrassing to pull him out and say that he was his dependent. He actually regarded the Titan as his subordinate.
The fictional existence in myths and legends, and the shallow knowledge left Muria speechless.
"You should adapt to the power of my blood. You are not in a complete form now." Muria ordered, "Your power will be stronger after a while. If you can calm down and accumulate it, you can break through with my power."
Legends are not impossible."
"I know." Bernard was not too happy to hear that the legend he had been obsessed with before had the possibility of a short-term breakthrough, because this was the price he paid for becoming a slave.
Next, Bernard consciously handed over his territory to Muria. The only thing he needed to do was to send his officials to appease the people when the giants took over the city.
Fortunately, what he had done before had made the human civilians in his territory very accepting of intelligent creatures other than humans. Muria took over the Territory of Thorns without causing much commotion.
The actual land area controlled by Sinapus on the Dragon Peninsula doubled in an instant. This is one of the benefits of conquering a land that has an owner. As long as the supreme leader is captured, the entire territory is acquired, which saves time and effort.
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However, there is no other land like Thorn Ridge in the entire Dragon Peninsula. The next territory will naturally have to be conquered inch by inch by the giants of Sinapus, and the further back, the more difficult it will be to capture.
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Because during the early occupation, there were many ferocious beasts that were smart enough and fled away when they saw the giant army. Later, when they had no way to escape, they would gather together to resist.
In fact, it is no longer as easy for the Giant Legion to conquer the land as it was at the beginning, and the resistance they have received is getting stronger and stronger, but so far there have been no casualties. After all, on the Sinapus side, regardless of the average strength of the individual legion
, whether in quantity or equipment, they are far superior to the local residents of the Dragon Peninsula.
No matter in any aspect, Sinapus has an absolute advantage over the natives of the Dragon Peninsula. Muria never imagined that he could lose. How could he lose if he was riding a dragon on his face?
It's only a matter of time before the Dragon Peninsula is conquered by him. The only question is how much price he has to pay for it, that's all.
"Tell me about your family." After his army had just taken over the Thorn Territory, Muria found the uncle who was eating and drinking, with a tail growing out of his butt and two meat buns bulging from his back.
Nader, asked about his family situation.
"I was born in an ordinary noble family, and I am the second son with a very embarrassing status." Bernard told Muria about his origin.
"No, no, you misunderstood me. I have no interest in the history of your rise and fortune. I just want to know the status of the aristocratic power you were born in in the country where it is located, and how many resources it controls?"
Muria said that he was not interested in hearing about the story of a salty fish making a fortune. According to Bernard's current status, Muria knew that he must already be the top leader of the family even if he thought about it with his feet.
"My current family is the top wealthy family in the Sapphire Principality, one of the seven marquis families." Bernard said with a proud face. Before he was born, his family had struggled for several generations and only obtained the title of earl.
And when he was born, he directly brought his family into the ranks of high-level nobility. He was a living legend in the Sapphire Principality, the dream lover of countless harems and noble ladies.
But it was obvious that Muria was not interested in his affairs. After hearing about his family's status in the principality, he even showed a very obvious look of disgust on his face, "It's just a Marquis!"
According to the established rules of the human kingdom, the highest title that can be obtained at the soul level can only be marquis. Legends have the qualifications to establish a principality. Legends who are too lazy to establish a country can obtain it no matter which country they join, even if they join the empire. The false title of an honorary duke.
"You..." Seeing Muria's face, Bernard felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. He has a legendary bloodline, so it is normal to look down on a human marquis. things.
"Forget it, just make do with it!" Muria sighed helplessly. He has not yet found the five-color dragons that were exiled to this continent. These five-color dragons are not in the Evil Dragon Peninsula.
He sent his storm giants to fly all over the Dragon Peninsula, but could not find the exiled five-color dragon auras. Since they were not in the peninsula, they must be in the mainland.
Now that the war on the Dragon Peninsula has stabilized, Muria's mind is naturally a little more active. He wants to enter the mainland through the channels of the Thorn Territory to explore and search for traces of those dragons.
Moreover, Muria felt that after so many years of being around, they were definitely not unknown people. They should be somewhat famous anyway. As long as he inquired a little, he should be able to get relevant information.
"Notify your family and ask them to make arrangements for me and prepare to receive me. As for my identity, it is up to you! Make it up randomly, or tell the truth."
Muria glanced at Bernard, who was eating hazelnuts, and gave instructions in a calm tone.
He doesn't care about this guy's feelings. Now this guy is his dependent. Life and death are in his hands. A dependent should behave like a dependent and just be obedient. Does he still need to speculate about a dependent? What are you thinking? Nonsense, who is the master? Who is the dependent?
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A fleet sailed on the endless ocean, cutting through the wind and waves. Muria and a heroic girl were on the central ship, standing against the wind.
In the sky, some storm giants riding giant rocs were hidden in the clouds. Around the fleet, there were countless long black shadows in the sea water, looming, and sometimes some black shadows would break through the sea water, revealing themselves. Part of his body was exposed to the sun, making the sailors on the fleet tremble.
"How many undead have you killed this time?" On the wooden flagship, Muria looked at his fiancée dotingly.
Sinaps has left the Obisto subcontinent, but it has a teleportation array connected to it. This is greatly convenient for Michaela. She often leads the angel army transformed from the Night Watch in the Land of the Dead.
Fighting vigorously in the cave and purifying a large number of undead souls is what she likes to do, and it is also the last wish of her night watchmen in the past life.
Muria was not worried about her such a wanton act, because Muria had bribed the old monster in the Cave of the Dead, the ghost captain Barbossa.
The information about Michaela's every expedition was provided by Barbossa, a young man. There was basically no problem, because Muria told him that if something happened to Michaela, the god Blazing Sky would come to find him.
So he didn't dare to play tricks on intelligence.
As a great lich who has lived for ten thousand years, Barbossa knows every undead stronghold that has existed for a long time in the Catacombs of the Dead. Now, these strongholds have been sold to Muria as intelligence, and he doesn't care.
Those purified undead.
It is worth mentioning that this kind of intelligence transaction was initiated by Barbossa. He directly admitted that his intention to hand over the intelligence to Muria was for the resources left after the undead were eliminated. Anyway, the angels did not need these dead.
Spiritual resources, everyone gets what they need, this is Chi Guoguo's conspiracy.
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When Muria was sailing across the ocean with Michaela, Bernard followed Muria's instructions and opened the communication circle to contact his father.
"Father!" When the communication circle was opened, Bernard, who had initially adapted to the power of dragon blood and returned to his human form, looked at the middle-aged figure projected in the circle and shouted with a somewhat complicated mood.
Thinking about what happened these past few days, it was like a nightmare.
"My son, the pride of the Tulip family, what new gains have you made recently?" Marquis Tulip, who was sitting behind the desk, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. Since his son's rise, he has been
Three consecutive times brought him huge
Surprises hit his nerves again and again. He is now used to it. This time, he is ready to be shocked by his son. Anyway, he will never be the same as before, losing his composure to the point of even drinking teacups.
To the point where I can't even hold it firmly.
"There was no harvest, but I lost the Thorn Territory." Bernard said in a somewhat disappointed tone.
"Uh!" Duke Tulip's hand paused slightly, and the tea in the cup spilled on the table. His face was not stiff, and then he looked at the image projected by the communication array and laughed dryly, "My son, are you following
I'm kidding, right?"
"I'm not kidding you, father." After Bernard thought for a moment, he decided to tell his father clearly that there was nothing to hide. He had become a slave of Muria. Could his family still run away?
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"What happened?" Duke Tulip looked serious.
"The Thorn Territory no longer belongs to our Tulip, and I have become someone else's slave." Bernard raised his hand with some sadness. Under the shocked gaze of Duke Tulip across from him, patches after patches appeared on his palm.
With golden scales, his arm turned into a dragon claw.