Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

It's never easy to judge an opponent's behavior.

The vast majority of higher intelligent lives are complex and thought-provoking lives that are difficult to predict.

The so-called temple counts for thousands of miles, and it's all bullshit to be honest.

What I expected the opponent to do, because that's what his personality is like, and it's all fucking bullshit.

All the "temple calculations” premised on calculating the character of a person are bullshit and a scoundrel.

Because people are really hard to calculate.

Originally in the ancient castle of Silena, Su Shen fights well alongside Zhu Xianyao, but Zhu Xianyao turns his eyes and sells him, leading to Shaq's pursuit.

The reason is just: I don't like it.

Man is rational and sensual.

Judgments based on rational foundations are often ruined by sensibility.

As a result, all judgements are risky.

But you can't afford not to judge by that.

Above the battlefield, the so-called fame will often be based on the judgment of the opponent and himself.

The biggest difference between a name and a genius is that there will be fewer errors in the name and more errors in the genius.

So even if there is any risk in forecasting, Su Shen still has to be judged.

Tianwei army cannot be found without a verdict.

So Su Shen can only look more closely at the information above.

The more accurate the judgement, the greater the need for a wealth of information to serve as the basis for the judgement.

Your eyes are flying past a line of characters, and your brain is spinning fast.

There was a message that Su Shen noticed.

This is a piece of information about the Harma jungle, where it is reported that one of the jungles was looted by unidentified bandits. Although unidentified, there are signs that this is an ethnic army. Importantly, the army also burned large areas of the jungle after the looting. Fortunately, the report said that the fire was sparse and brought rain to the demon beast, which prevented the fire from spreading.

Nonetheless, Su Shen saw a message hidden behind the news: the disappearance of large quantities of timber.

The ethnic army had cut large quantities of timber in secret and had covered up that fact with fire.

Are they really going to build a boat to sea?

Su Shen slightly squinted his eyes.

The hidden information leaked, and the Tianwei Army was indeed gathering large quantities of timber for the purpose of crossing the sea, in addition to the material they had previously gathered to confirm this.

But that did not dispel the doubts.

Because one thing goes against logic: if the Tianwei army secretly collects timber for the purpose of crossing the sea, then it makes no sense for them to disguise the looting of the source stones.

While the role of the source stone is numerous, given the need to cross the sea, it is true that the source stone is most likely to be used in this regard. Does the purpose of Tianwei's concealment of its own timber collection make sense in this context?

Or do they really expect the mob's intelligence to be so low that they can't see the logic in it?

It is indeed possible that the tyrants do not love to use their brains. But not much hope. Individuals can be foolish. Race is hard to be foolish. With so many people in the mob, there's always one or two intellectual passes, right?

But if not, what's the point of all this work?

That's why you're so suspicious?

Come on, no one can go to such great lengths to get suspicious. The Tianwei Army is deep in enemy territory and does not have that much energy to play with these many voids.

So what do they want?

Su Shen thought carefully and continued to look at all the clues and information.

Soon after, another message jumped into Su Shen's eyes, one about a small tribe being attacked. The tribal leader claimed that he had been robbed of an important treasure, the core of a wilderness sand silkworm. This was not a big deal, but somehow it touched Su Shen's nerves, reminding him of something that seemed to have been stolen before.

However, intelligence information rarely deals with the specific content of the robbery, so there is not much in the report in this regard. The news before us was mainly due to the fact that the ministry was too poor and that the tribal leader had not relented to the matter and had been involved in the debriefing of the officers.

Su Shen read it carefully and found several more similar news. Unfortunately, most of them did not have more specific content.

At this point, Su Shen suddenly remembered something.

A message about the Tianwei army.

Before leaving Liujin Fortress, Su Shen deliberately asked Xiao Feinan for all information about the Tianwei Army. If he was looking for an advantage that Su Shen did not have in the Tianwei Army, he would know his own people.

It is called knowing each other and expecting enemies to prevail.

On the other hand, Su Shen is obviously not as good as the tyrant, but on the other hand, Su Shen is about to overpower the tyrant.

And in this pursuit, it is clear that knowing each other is more important than knowing each other.

That's why he remembers one thing.

A man, to be exact.

Thinking of this man, Su Shen's eyes grew brighter.

He has some speculation about the actions of the Tianwei Army.

Until then, however, he will need to gather more accurate information for confirmation.

Blue Wolf Ridge.

“Zach! Where the hell are you?” Aguri looked around with a basket.

“Mom, I'm here!” Little Zach's figure appeared in the bushes in the distance, and his face was covered in black grey.

“God, where have you been? I told you not to run.” Aguri ran over helplessly and slapped the ashes on his son, teaching him a lesson.

“Clyde and I bet I can't climb that cliff over there, so I'll bet against him. And I won, and he ran away.” Zach answered angrily.

“Did you climb the Lonely Eagle Cliff? I told you, you can't climb. Why don't you listen to me?” Aguri is angry with the airway.

“I'm fine, I'm eleven years old, and Lonely Eagle Cliff is nothing to me.” Zach Doo.

“Neither can that. It's too dangerous. ”

“I am the descendant of Thunderblade, the descendant of Thunderblade is not afraid of danger!” Zach shouted.

Aguri's face was covered with haze: "Forget the blade of thunder, son, it doesn't belong to you and me anymore, you can't be a true blade of thunder. ”

“No, I can!” Juveniles scream unwillingly.

Aguri rubbed her son's head with tenderness, and she couldn't say what she wanted.

At this point, a hidden vibration suddenly appeared at the foot.

Aguri was surprised first, then climbed to the ground and listened for a moment, his face immediately changed.

She stood up violently and looked back. At the far end of the horizon, a force had emerged.

“People...” Aguri's heart suddenly grabbed.

“Mom?” Little Zach hasn't figured out what's going on, looking at Mother in confusion.

“Run!” Aguri grabbed his son's hand and ran away.

Behind her, a small tribe was instantly submerged by a broken military uniform with an inflexible and cold-blooded army just like the tide...