The Beast’s Blood Boils

"I'm very satisfied with this explanation. [m Rapid update]" Prince Moore nodded.

"His Royal Highness, is this suggestion not so good?" The drow mistresses immediately objected: "If we drow don't leave from the ground, how can we let you slip your feet first?"

"Then you hold the depravity ceremony as early as possible! Then you can go out with us?" Prince Benitez said angrily: "We Moore can't always be dragged down by you, right? Even though we signed the right to watch and help each other. , But you Zall are always so procrastinated in doing things, is it too unreasonable?"

"Of course you have to be cautious in choosing the person for the Falling Ceremony!" Mother You Yue'er's voice was also very aggressive: "Zall does not seem to need Moore to teach us, right?"

Prince Moore stood up leaping, and the two sides started to be friendly. After two or three sentences, the atmosphere that was still harmonious became strong with gunpowder. There was a lot of noise between Moore and Drow. Several blood elf warriors, The calyx swords all lighted up, and several drow warriors drew their cutlasses unwillingly.

"Don't make any noise!" Liu shocked and kicked the coffee table in front of him, and shouted angrily: "The Falling Ritual will be carried out first. You don't agree. First take some of you elves back to the surface. You don't worry about the same race! So what do you want to do? If it doesn't work, then you just treat me as if I didn't say anything, and stay underground by yourself! I will bring all the Typhon giants and tauren flashes, and make way for you uncles!"

Several mistresses of Drow and Prince Moore were quarreling with blushing and thick necks. When they saw Liu Zhenshock turned their faces, they gradually stopped saying anything. Liu shocked the swan priest with a fierce look. Three or two sentences messed up the originally stable situation here.

"In the final analysis. You haven't figured out one thing yet." Liu shocked staring at the large group of fallen elves: "For you, returning to the ground is a great and unattainable dream, but for me, this It’s just a matter of doing it! The model turtle can live for 10,000 years, but your elves only have two thousand years. For the model turtle, living for two thousand years is just as normal as sleeping. Everyone envy the turtle, but What does this mean? This is the innate advantage! This is the eccentricity of the gods! For me, using magic to teleport you back to the surface. It is as normal as the lifespan of the turtle man to be 10,000 years to no longer normal! Maybe! This is so surprising in the eyes of other races!"

"It was originally this simple truth. If you don't know it, you can't figure it out!" Prince Moore was smug.

Seeing the eight mistresses of Zall also nodded, Liu was shocked and he was relieved, waiting for his heart to rest on his belly.Mourinho spoke again.

"The underground is really a rich world! My mistresses and princes, there are not so many open-air metal deposits in the surface world of the Aegean continent! I, the twelve chief priest of the Kingdom of Bemun, the hereditary patriarch Mourinho of the Swan family Represents the kingdom,Warmly invite drow dark elves and moor blood elves to visit the surface of the destination and choose to be on the southern bank of the Sanggan River in the Great Danube!The Wilderness Thousand Miles of the Danube Wasteland has the freshest air and blue sky, and the scenic coniferous pine forest at the foot of the Temuraya Snow Mountain can bring the two elven races the best place to set a city."My lord Mourinho just doesn't speak, he will completely disrupt Lao Liu's plan when he speaks.

"The Wilderness?" Whether it is Drow or Moore, the impression of the Dunau Wasteland is still more than 10,000 years ago. Hearing the words of the Swan Master, each of them frowned.

"Respect for the priest of the swan, your mind seems to be far less comprehensive than that of Master Richard. The one that Master Richard helped us choose is the Azeroth Mountain in the Karimdor Plain, which seems to be compared to the Dunau Wasteland. It's more suitable for our elves to live, because there seems to be more rich and beautiful." Mother You Yue'er laughed.

"The Karimdor Plain is now surrounded by powerful human kingdoms. If this is really decided, it would be too abrupt and cautious for all the mistresses and princes who have not had time to understand the pattern of the surface world." Neo obviously knows what to say at this time: "Mothers and princes, do you know how far the level of human technology has been?"

"Humans...hehe...I know that they are actually Munk monkey men of your Bimon. I have heard a little bit about it. According to the Bimon who came to the earth, when the Munke and the Kingdom of Bimon went to war, they seemed to have you Bimeng played terribly." The mistress You Yueer looked at Liu Shock, and then at the chief priest of Swan, teasing her face.

"The advantages of human beings are as outstanding as their shortcomings. They are tenacious, creative, and enterprising. This is a race rich in heroes. Humans use their prosperous fertility to ensure the prosperity of their ethnic group, and they also ensure that heroes will emerge in every period. , Among the four big clans of Bimon back then, the orcs Munk wanted a body without a tyrannical body. In terms of wisdom, there was not enough wisdom, but they used their overall strength to dominate the entire continent.\m \If there is no superiority, I believe that the mistress and the prince can't convince themselves?" Mourinho sneered: "Do you know how high the shooting radius of human bed crossbows and catapults is now? Do you know how powerful their armored cavalry is? Do you know how many side branches their magicians have now derived?"

"You don't know." The swan chief slapped these proud elves mercilessly, and the expressions of the fallen elves changed from nonchalant to solemn, and Old Liu held the chair tightly with his hand.

"I've seen Lord Richard's archers attack our Moore's mage from a safe distance." Prince Benitez said with a serious face: "The distance at the time was two thousand yards. The shield of the gray dwarf warrior was too short to give magic. The teacher is completely protected."

The drow mothers immediately made a collective gasp.

"My archer is an exception. The range of a normal human bed crossbow can't reach that far. It's impossible for a human crossbow to use a demon-breaking arrow with armor. Don't be frightened by the words of the master. ." Liu shocked still gave up the idea of ​​smashing the chair over, and said lightly: "The making of the Demon Arrow is not easy, no matter who it is, it is impossible to refer to production."

"Multi-arms cover is not a big problem for us. As long as we have fought one or two adaptive battles, or obtained some information about human battles, I am confident that we can adapt quickly." Prince Moore rubbed his chin and talked. He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "We have a large number of dwarf blacksmiths under our blood elves, plus the skilled craftsmen among our fallen elves. Just give them time and real objects. It is not difficult to imitate new weapons."

"If you choose to come to the surface of the Danube Wasteland, then you will have enough time and energy to study all this." The chief priest Mourinho shook off his platinum long hair: "Danube The wasteland and the mighty human world have only one entrance and exit, where we are guarded by the wolf clan, our main force in Bimeng, and the vast south bank of the Sanggan River is basically a land of no owner. Only one of my vassals There are fiefs with my student and your best friend Richard. Although there are more bandits in the entire Danube Wasteland, I think whether it is Moore or Drow, they will choose between surrounded by a powerful human kingdom or the little bandit. Make a perfect choice, right?"

"My lord! You did this without going through the Presbyterian Temple and the First Majesty of the Kingdom. Isn't it too inappropriate? If you divide the country privately, even the king doesn't have this right." Liu shocked his pupils and looked at the Swan Master and asked in a deep voice. Tao.

"Dear Richard, although the Dunau Wasteland is our territory in Bimun, don’t forget one thing. For more than a thousand years, it has been south of the Sanggan River because there are so many bandits except you. The outer kingdom has never canonized a nobleman, this is originally a land of no ownership! Humans have always imposed metal sanctions and economic restrictions on our Bimon. As you know, the Boer soldiers in the entire kingdom have been using wooden totem poles until now. , Only the wing captain level is equipped with full-body armor. If you look forward, at the beginning of the founding of the country, most of the weapons of the Bimen Imperial Forest Army’s "God of War Whip" were actually rebuilt from the bronze remnants excavated on the site of the Great War. Weapons!" Master Mourinho looked at Liu shocked with a serious look: "Weapons are the foundation of warriors, and warriors are the foundation of the country! As long as the two elves reach a strategic cooperation agreement with our Bimon Kingdom, we will use the huge underground metal deposits. Provide us with a large amount of weapons and equipment for the Bemun Kingdom, and carve out a piece of land at the foot of the snowy mountain of Tamuraya, which has no military significance, and build a huge city for the two elves to build a huge city on the mountain. Why not!"

"How can anyone sleep soundly beside the couch, what if your king disagrees, what if there is a war with us?" A master drow asked calmly.

"You are right. According to Beamon's values, it is very likely that this hypothesis will bring about a war. But you, my respected Mother Drow and Your Royal Highness, you should also remember the fact that I won. The hereditary patriarch of the Birdman Bemun, from a political perspective, the current King of Bemun is just the head of the orc Bemun. I still have some privileges in certain politics. If the blood elves and the dark If the elves can agree, you can claim allegiance to my vassals..." As soon as the swan priest said the words, Prince Moore's face changed immediately, and Master Mourinho waved his hand, and did not propose to Prince Benitez. Opportunity to protest: "...Sorry, what I am criticizing is only the official statement declared to the outside world. This is just to give us a chance to step down, so that the kingdom will look good on face, and you will also have no loss. As for I will always be just a friend you can trust."

"It's true. It doesn't do any harm to us." The eight mothers of drow thought very openly: "Compared with the great event of returning to the surface, we care more. What is the result, instead of some boring whitewashes on the word game, admitting that loyalty to you does not hurt us at all. The only objects of allegiance to us are the Queen Rose Spider and the Nest Farmer of the Scorpion God."

Prince Moore licked his lips, rubbing his temples with his fingers, shaking his thighs, as if thinking about something.

"Very tiring, respectable prince, I think for the sake of you, and you should understand my painstaking efforts." Mourinho looked at the prince and said, although Prince Moore could not understand the swan priest, at this time Also had to nod.

"My current fief is the entire southwestern province, located on the edge of the sunset swamp. I will propose to the kingdom in the future to divide the south of the Sanggan River into an independent province. It will be guarded by our Simai." Master Mourinho smiled and looked at Liu Shock. He turned his head and said to the fallen elves, "The main imaginary enemy of the Kingdom of Beamon now in the southwestern province is the small druid kingdom in the sunset swamp. The druids are also part of the elves. One line, if the blood elves and dark elves return to the surface, I can gather this small druid kingdom in the shortest time possible, and I can send a family army to cooperate with you to participate in the conquest."

"Our fallen elves and these surface elves, whether they are by-line or direct, have great hatred. If we return to the surface, these surface elves will be the first to settle accounts. You don’t need to teach us this truth. If you can, it doesn't matter if you can't. It doesn't matter if you can't. It's all destroyed." The mothers of Zall sneered.

"Long live the great fallen elves!" Although they have not yet returned to the surface, the drow priests and martial arts masters on the side could no longer contain their excitement. They shouted slogans feverishly, and the sound almost hit the roof. .

"If it is purely for destruction, it would be too meaningless. I and the entire Smy family don't mind accepting these slaves. In this case, it seems to be able to explain one thing-the elves are indeed my vassals." Neo smiled and said: "With our Smy army and your fallen elves joining forces, this matter must be more effective with half the effort."

"Your plan seems to be cheaper for you than our fallen elves. No wonder you are so active." Prince Moore smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if this is over, after all, our fallen elves will find the surface elves trouble sooner or later. Yes, the possibility of subduing them is not high for us. Destroying them all is not as real as making them slaves. Of course, if that’s the case, I think they should be distributed proportionally. It’s not that you are taking advantage of all the advantages."

"Dear prince, it is not profitable." Mourinho owes his head gracefully and responded to the prince's words with an undisguised hearty smile: "There is also a forest elven kingdom in the Southern Cross Forest. There are a large number of eagle warriors patrolling in the air. It should not be difficult for us to find and solve them. Whether it is the forest elves of the Southern Cross or the druids of the sunset swamp, as long as a large number of air forces appear, they will lose their natural environment. Hidden and protected."

"In that case, the Dunau Wasteland does seem to be more suitable for our fallen elves to settle down." The eight drow masters looked at each other and smiled: "Back to the surface, our main thing is to look for the bad luck of these surface elves."

"There is also a group of hill giants living in the Southern Cross Forest. Gray dwarves and giants are related in blood. Giants also like to cling to powerful dwarf tribes. If these hill giants can be recruited, it will be a thing. Good thing." Mourinho's smile grew stronger.

The plan for the future is so beautiful that all the fallen elves are excited, including several reserved drow mothers who are also a little eager to try.

"This idea is quite ingenious!" Liu Zhensheng couldn't help but praised: "As long as you find the druid from the vast sunset swamp, and break it down, there will be no need to send troops to guard the entire sunset swamp, Southern Cross Forest. The forest elves and hill giant tribes in the middle of the world are also disintegrated, and the Pere’s “Dragon Wrestling Legion” can also be freed. If a new province is opened on the south bank of the Sanggan River, then Fox’m on the north bank of the Sanggan River The Grid Corps will also lose the imaginary enemy of the garrison. The Kingdom of Beamon vacates three legions at once, a full 60,000 regular troops, plus the Wolfe wolf clan, the main force of Beamon on the southeast border, even if the kingdom has a strong influence on blood elves and dark elves. For fear, there are enough troops to restrain it."

As soon as he said this, Mourinho's eyebrows jumped concealedly, and Old Liu made a wicked smile on his face.

"The enemy of our fallen elves is only the elves on the surface. If we take it far away, at most we will add the surface dwarves, the mortal enemy of the gray dwarves, and there is no conflict between us and the Kingdom of Beamon." Prince Moore Benitez He patted Liu shocked on the shoulder affectionately: "We are brothers, brothers forever."

I want to believe in you and I'm a mallet.Liu Zhensha smiled secretly.

"If you really want to fight, your six million Bimons are not all powerful races like takins. Although we respect our friends, we are not afraid of war." Mother You Yue'er's words are indeed full of drow. Cruel style.

"So, dear mistresses and princes, can we make a decision that our little heavenly king will sacrifice to Richard and dedicate his power for your'sunlight baptism ceremony'?" Master Mourinho began to strike while the iron was hot. .

The mistress You Yue'er exchanged glances with the other seven mistresses and smiled and watched the Swan priest: "Isn't Mourinho interested in participating in this ceremony again? I remember you just volunteered to come."

The eyes of the mothers of Zall suddenly became lewd.

Master Mourinho didn't say anything, he smiled and shook his head slightly - at this time, he didn't say anything, it was more simple and powerful than any explanation.

Liu Zhensha knew in her heart that Mourinho had already known that the candidate for the watchman of the fallen ritual was the old Liu himself, so the swan priest was unscrupulous. The fallen elves wanted to return to the hot heart on the surface, Liu Zhensha grasped Living, Mourinho can also use it steadily, and what's more ruthless is that the old swan can easily take the sheep and calculate Liu's shock, and disrupt the situation that the old Liu has worked hard to design.

Old Liu didn't hate anything else. What he hated the most was that from beginning to end, he should have been the best able to pinch these fallen elves around by pinching his nose. Unexpectedly, in the end, the old swan did not show any strength but fell into a cup. If the fallen elves really choose to settle in the coniferous pine forest at the foot of the snowy mountains of Tamuraya, Liu Shao will have to accept the fact that they will become neighbors in the future.Being a neighbor with these fallen elves, Liu Shock couldn’t feel that he could have any benefit. On the contrary, he would hinder the development of Feilengcui on many things, planting a number of unstable factors, not to mention, Lao Liu was originally prepared to give these fallen The elves are a ruthless trick to draw a salary from the bottom of the pot.

The nonsense of the swan chief priest smashed the original efforts of Old Liu into the water.

"Don’t be humble, the chief priest. This is also something that has been done in the present and will benefit the future. I hope that adults can set an example for me." Liu shocked and laughed, thinking that he forced you, an old swan, into the water. No, he now hates the root pain that the master priest hates, how could he get out so easily.

"Richard, I have to admit the old saying,'Ice is due to water and cold is due to water.' You are definitely the best candidate for the watchman of the Falling Ritual. Don’t forget, you are the pride of our six million Billions. The spiritual idols of young priests and warriors." The swan priest shook his head lightly, looking for a reason that is too good to be better, and slick to the point: "If you decide to settle on the surface and choose the Dunau Wasteland, I must now go back to the surface for you to run around for a while, arrange various matters, please forgive me for not having too much time to continue to delay."

"We have to weigh again and again, we think it’s more appropriate to look at the Great Dunau Wasteland. As the master priest said, it’s been 10,000 years since we left the surface. The surface is now a completely unfamiliar world to us. I should leave myself a cold eye. The time of the world." Prince Moore and the mistresses exchanged their opinions and came to an accurate conclusion: "As for the depraved ritual......there is a way of doing things in people and things in heaven, no matter what the result is, as long as we Keep trying, and there is always the possibility of success. We have the Forest Watcher, and Master Richard has a famous device. It should be the fallen elves who have been mercilessly imprisoned for more than 10,000 years because God is pitying us! "

"Then it's settled, I will return to the surface later, paving all the roads for you to welcome you all. The coniferous pine forest at the foot of the snow-capped mountains will be your most beautiful home on the surface. I guarantee that you will fall in love. This new home." Mourinho chuckled, turning the golden flute flexibly with his fingers: "As for those Zall who believe in the god of war... You Yue'er mistress... don't you think..."

"As long as there are no more than twenty people, you can bring it." Mother You Yue'er said generously.She was obviously wooing each other, and using a few dark elves as gifts was not too much.