"You finally remembered me, didn't you?" The puppet doorman Balikali didn't seem to be too afraid of Caesar, the God of Spearmanship. He squeezed through the black rope who was kindly trying to protect him from disaster, and came to the eyelids of Caesar, the God of Spearmanship.
He raised his head and said: "Twenty years ago, there was a fight between the two of us. At that time, you couldn't break my puppet formation, and I didn't have the ability to keep you! I didn't expect that you are still as charming as you are today, and I
But I had to turn myself into the ghost that I am now. It’s really that things and people are different, and God is unfair!”
"It turns out it's really you old monster! How did you become such a weird look now?" Caesar, the God of Spearmanship, smiled, as if he thought the puppet doorman Balikali in front of him was very interesting!
"What's so funny? Do you think I want to be like this?" The puppet doorman Balikali rolled his eyes strangely, and suddenly lost his energy like a deflated ball! Milodil saw the gun.
The situation between Caesar, the god of magic, and Balikali, the puppet doorman, was relieved. He hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Since the two masters are old acquaintances, there is no need for us to introduce them. I hope that the two masters will be introduced in the future."
Masters, please cooperate a lot and cooperate with each other to solve problems and protect His Majesty Emperor Paul!"
"Exactly!" Emperor Paul also clapped his hands very happily and said with a smile: "I have ordered Master Mo Xiao to prepare a banquet for the two masters. I urge the two masters to move together and follow me to the reception hall for dinner.
Bar!"
"No need!" The puppet doorman Balikali shook his head and refused: "Thank you to His Majesty the Emperor for your kind invitation, but how can I still drink and dine in my current state? Please arrange a place for me as soon as possible, Your Majesty the Emperor.
, and all the tools I need, it is urgent to re-create a new set of puppet equipment, which is not an easy task!"
"Okay!" Emperor Paul nodded lightly and agreed without hesitation: "It's rare that the master is so anxious to get down to business. I immediately ordered people to prepare all the tools that the master needs. Please feel free to let go.
Go to work!”
Heisuo silently followed the puppet doorman Balikali and left the heavily guarded royal fortress. Due to his level, he was not qualified to attend the banquet hosted by Emperor Paul himself. Now he just used the puppet doorman Balika to
Dongfeng inside escaped smoothly and avoided the painful fate of continuing to accompany the emperor on guard duty!
"Master! Do you need me to escort you to your new residence?" Hesuo looked at the group of Guardsmen waiting at the door. They were personally assigned by Emperor Paul to protect the puppet doorman Balikali and provide him with
All help from the Guardsmen.
The puppet doorman Baricari has been depressed since he saw Caesar, the god of spearmanship. He raised his head and glanced at the group of mighty-looking Praetorian Guards soldiers, and said listlessly: "You come with me for a walk! I'm still here.
There’s something I want to tell you!”
"Okay!" Heisuo nodded in agreement. He first explained to the captain of the Guards, and then walked and chatted with the puppet doorman Balikali, and slowly walked towards the room arranged by Emperor Paul for him.
A brand new mansion.
"Master! You look a little preoccupied?" Heisuo secretly felt a little strange. When he first arrived in the imperial capital, Balikali was cheering and in a good mood! But why did he change his appearance after meeting the god of spearmanship, Caesar?
?It seems like you can’t be happy at all?
The puppet doorman Baricari lowered his head and replied feebly: "This old guy Caesar is actually almost seventy years old, but his appearance looks like he is only about fifty years old. Look at me now
This way, people don't look like humans or ghosts - do you think I can still be happy?"
Heisuo thought for a moment, then comforted Balikali with a smile and said, "Didn't the master once say that he was free from the worries of birth, old age, illness and death? Although Master Caesar, the god of spearmanship, looks energetic and healthy, he cannot always be
He is in such good condition! Maybe in a few years he will not be as young and healthy as he is now, but master, you will never change and can live longer and more comfortably than anyone else!"
"You're right!" The puppet doorman Balikali opened his mouth and said with a grin: "Heisuo, Heisuo! You still know how to talk to comfort people! How could I forget this important incident?
What about old Caesar? There’s nothing about old Caesar that I can envy! When he gets older in two years, I’m afraid he won’t be as capable as a guard guarding the door!”
"Yes!" Hesuo followed the puppet doorman Balikali's wishes and agreed: "If Master has figured this out, there will be nothing to worry about! Now you must build a new puppet mechanism as soon as possible, so that
Only then can you enhance your own strength and improve your status in the eyes of others!"
The puppet doorman Balikali said "Yeah" and agreed: "What you said makes sense! I will start to build the mechanical equipment now. First, I will replace this ridiculous wooden body, and then I will build
Create an entire army of miniature steel puppets and destroy all enemies who dare to despise me!"
"A smaller version of the steel puppet?" Heisuo was startled when he heard the words. He thought of the red steel puppet full of evil aura. It is indeed unrealistic to build a giant steel puppet army, but making a smaller version of the steel puppet can.
Saving a lot of resources, the feasibility is still very high. I am afraid that Balikali has been planning to build a smaller version of the Steel Puppet Army from the beginning, but now that he has received strong support from Emperor Paul, his plan can finally be officially launched
, implemented successfully!
After leaving the temporary residence of the puppet doorman Balikali, Heisuo walked alone on the aristocratic streets of the inner city of the imperial capital. This trip to Yunwu Mountain allowed him to see the horror of the steel puppet and the hellfire phoenix, so he became even more deeply aware of it.
Hesuo felt that his heart was gradually becoming irritable, and he urgently needed it.
In the shortest possible time, find a suitable way to quickly improve your own strength. Only in this way can you be able to deal with the masters of the North on the future battlefield and achieve your grand goal of catching up with the King of the North, Minos!
"Heisuo Qianqi Commander!" Heisuo was distracted when suddenly a man's voice called him from behind. Heisuo looked back in surprise and saw a handsome young man standing there.
In front of him, he said politely to him with a smile on his face: "Master Heisuo, don't you remember me? Didn't we have a great time chatting and laughing at Juxian Tower a while ago?"
"You are Mr. Constance, the nephew of Prime Minister Cole!" Heisuo suddenly remembered the identity of the young man in front of him. At the dinner table in Juxian Building that day, the number one swordsman in the imperial capital left him a message.
It left a very deep impression on him, and he was one of the dangerous people he was secretly wary of!
