Looking at the little man in front of him, the eyes of the Qia Demon Lion revealed the same vigilance as a human.

Although it didn't understand what the other party was holding, the cold light on it still made it understand that it was a dangerous object, just like the group of dwarfs who captured it in the first place, which could cause it to be injured and bleeding, and even killed.

But the taste on the other party's body made it feel so delicious that even saliva couldn't help but ooze from the corners of its mouth.

Looking directly into the other's eyes, the Qia Demon Lion began to circle around the other's body, and a low roar continued to come out of his mouth.

This is a precursor to the predation of the beast, and through the oppression of the movements and eyes, the prey begins to panic, and the blow is fatal.

But after wandering around for a while, it still didn't feel any fear on the other person's body, and it began to feel strong impatience.

The limbs are ready to pounce.

And Otok clenched his weapon, his eyes locked tightly on the demonic beast in front of him, and his palms involuntarily sweated a little.

It would be a lie to say that there is no panic at all, no one can still feel nervous at all when facing such a beast!

But with years of experience in fighting, he knows very well that he must not show his feet at this time, and a slight mistake is a choice of life and death.

But the Qia Demon Lion couldn't bear it anymore, and his hind legs forced his body like a battering ram to force it.

The speed was so fast that it even kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground!

Otok's face changed immediately, he knew that this blow must not be hard-hit, the weight of thousands of kilograms and the explosive power comparable to that of a cheetah made the Qia Demon Lion in front of him like a wild elephant running at full speed, and the impact force alone could shatter the bones of his whole body through the armor.

He immediately wanted to roll to the side, but at the moment when the Qia Demon Lion passed by him, the tail behind the other party strangled his waist like a flexible python at an angle that he couldn't dodge, and shook it hard!

shook his already thrown body so far that his legs lifted off the ground and pulled him down.

Otok did not hesitate, directly when the center of gravity was unstable and his body was about to turn upside down, while the other party had not turned back, he slashed towards the root of its tail with an axe.

With a cry of pain, the body of the Qia Demon Lion immediately stiffened, and the blade on the axe directly broke through the outer scales and slashed into its tailbone!

Otok, on the other hand, was thrown out of the air for more than ten meters and rolled on the ground a few times before he stopped.

Turning over and standing up, looking at the Qia Demon Lion who was constantly twitching at the corners of his mouth not far away, and the murderous intent in his eyes, Otok instantly judged that the opponent's injury was not too serious because his center of gravity was unstable when he slashed, and his strength could not be fully used.

On the contrary, due to the injury, it completely aroused its ferocity!

The only good news is that although its tail was not cut off in one fell swoop, it also caused damage to the root of its tail, which could not be used as a weapon for a short time, and abolished one of its means of attack.

He put himself on his posture again, knowing in his heart that it was time to divide life and death.

Beasts that are wounded but have not lost their combat effectiveness are the most dangerous......

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Watching the rookies in the dueling arena pecking each other, Olga was honestly a little tempted to go up and kick them to death.

The combat power of these two is put into the bottomless abyss, even the [Young Demon] may not be able to fight, and their physical fitness is only within twenty points at most, and even if their abnormal resistance is relatively poor, it is normal for them to poison themselves by taking two more breaths of abyss air.

The energy content in the body is far less than that of a demon whose veins are full of magic since birth.

Compared to the truly innate transcendent creatures, even the demonic beast known as the Qia Demon Lion can only be regarded as stunted, and it has no advantages other than being quite powerful!

The magic content in the body can't even release the most basic spells, and at most it can strengthen the body superficially.

If it wasn't really magical, it might be more appropriate to call it a beast.

Unlike Orga's deadfish-eyed gaze, the others were particularly excited in the face of this level of fighting, and many of them screamed directly when they spilled their blood, even more excited than those on the field.

Especially for Otok, who is also a human, scolding and shouting never stop!

The feeling that the other party's identity and strength are higher than their own, but they can only fight bloodily in front of themselves, makes many people extremely addicted.

It's like beating chicken blood, so excited that I can't help myself!

Greed, hatred, jealousy...... All kinds of negative emotions are revealed by them, and they appear on their ugly or distorted faces. At this moment, many people's inner camouflage has been peeled off, revealing their true side.

Otok in the audience is not a good thing, and the serial murderer has not been washed.

The audience on the stage, there are few good things, and they take the lives of their own kind for fun.

The only difference is that this one is legal and you don't need to do it yourself.

In this case, compared to the two players who are separating life and death, the hard-working rookies peck each other.

The ugly performance of the spectators in the stands made Orga feel a little interesting.

The nature of the devil makes him like these scenes, and he is very good!

Even the fruit in my hand tastes a little!

For Orga and ordinary audiences, who also come to entertain, although the process is different, the result is the same after all!

Everyone is very satisfied!

More than ten minutes later.

Otok stood in the center of the field, covered in blood, his lungs working frantically like bellows, constantly sucking air into his body.

At this time, only a third of his armor was still draped over his body full of scars, one of his two hands had been torn off, and blood was still flowing from the wounds.

And the Gia Demon Lion was lying beside him.

Most of the injuries on its body were only minor and insignificant injuries, the fatal wound was the location of the brain, which had been slashed seven or eight times in a row by Otok with a heavy axe, and it was already a blur of flesh and blood, and it was constantly emitting heat and a greasy fishy smell.

And the crowd in the audience was shouting Otok's name like crazy, or excited, or worshipped, or hated, no matter what, at this moment, Otok became the protagonist of the Colosseum because of his bravery.

No one cares about his identity as a murderer anymore, and mankind has been worshipping the strong since ancient times, so that everything is no longer important after his victory, and is selectively forgotten by everyone.

As long as he can keep winning, nothing will be a problem!

As for how many of the more than ten murders he committed, how many of the people who died at his hands were innocent, does that matter?

Anyway, it's none of your business, so it doesn't matter.

Isn't it?

Whether it is human beings or other intelligent beings, they will always be so generous when they forgive their enemies for others.

In the private room, Olga stood up nonchalantly and said to the three people beside him:

"Let's go, go back,"

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A few days later.

The plains of Galit, the fortress of the grinding bones.

Crown Prince Jem and several officers in armor were standing next to the sand table map, frowning and thinking about countermeasures.

The form of the war is not one-sided, but it is also at a great disadvantage. Due to the previous major strategic mistakes in the Principality of Marton, the territorial defense line of the Duchy of Marton was taken advantage of by the Principality of Yar to cause great losses, resulting in the fact that now it can only choose to shrink under the pressure of the opponent's army, and dare not confront the opponent head-on.

After listening to the suggestions of several generals in a row, Jem Watts rubbed his temples with a little headache.

'It's a mess!'

For a crown prince, he not only needs to consider foreign enemies, but also needs to find a way to appease the nobles at home, who can make any moth out when they see that the war is wrong, which makes the already bad situation in the Duchy of Marton even worse.

If he could, he would like to cleanse the nobles of the country several times, but it is clear that he does not have that condition, so he can only fantasize in his head......

Thinking of the treaty submitted by the Duchy of Yar, Jem Watts felt even more itchy teeth, and the loss of power and humiliation of the country was nothing more than that.

If he really agreed to the other party's conditions, he would immediately have to be nailed to the pillar of shame, making the royal family of the Duchy of Marton a laughing stock for countless people.

'If it weren't for the fact that my father was deceived and did so many wrong things, where would you have the opportunity......

'You forced me, and you brought it upon yourself to be sacrificed to the devil......

Thinking of this, he touched the items that Orgar had handed him in his pocket, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Taking tens of thousands of people as sacrifices at a time, once this kind of thing is exposed, even if the other party is an enemy, the end will not be much better than defeat.

But at least there is one thing that is far better than signing the surrender agreement with your own hands, and that is that at least the initiative is in your own hands!

For a future king, a bad reputation for malice is always better than cowardice.

A successful leader can allow others to fear or hate him, but he must not allow others to look down on him!

Thinking of this, he exhaled lightly and asked the general beside him, "The army of the Principality of Yar, since it has been integrated, how long will it take to arrive today?"

An older, gray-haired general replied, "They should arrive at Bone Castle before the sun rises to its highest." ”

"Very well, there is still some time, in that case, you should ask the soldiers to hurry up and prepare a large number of ropes, enough for seventy or eighty thousand people, to prepare for the next work of captivity. ”

Many of the generals present were immediately stunned.

“？”

A general licked his lips, looked hesitant, and asked cautiously:

"Uh...... Your Highness, is it possible that the captive work you are referring to means that we should tie ourselves up and surrender to the other side?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Prepare ropes to tie them up!"

“...... Well, obey ......"

Many generals looked at each other a few times and sighed in unison.

'The pressure on His Highness is too great after all!'

Several older generals immediately shed tears.

I can't wait to go into battle immediately to kill the enemy and serve the country!

Looking at the tears in the eyes of several generals, Jem Watts also reflected what they thought, and immediately opened his mouth to say something, but found that it was difficult to explain, so he could only let their imagination run wild.