Gabe Newell rubbed his hands together as he appeared and walked over to Soram's side with a demonic smile on his face.

"Master, you're finally here! Please, your palace is ready, I have prepared the best reception feast for you. "I have to say that Gabe Newell really wants to be a human profiteer, and even the way of a philistine is exactly the same, and he must eat and drink before getting down to business......

Solam didn't intend to refuse, G has a wide range of paths, and there are still many ways in the material plane, so what he has carefully prepared is definitely not bad. Besides, Solam really hasn't had a good meal since he ran to the hellish place of the abyss, and in his lair, there are no conditions, and the best food is still those demon larvae that will scream...... It still has a human face...... How could Soram eat this thing?

It's better to eat the demon directly than to eat that thing, although the taste of the demon is a little worse, but at least it doesn't have a human face. (Solam really eats demons, and he surprisingly has no resistance to eating demons, and for a while Soram felt that he had some psychological problems, but then Soram was too lazy to care, and he couldn't starve to death, right?) ）

Solam still prefers a little more normal food, and it is better to have alcohol.

Just as Soram was about to rub it off, suddenly several demon wolves came running from afar with demonic goblins.

"The hosts! Those bugs...... Those bugs are coming! ”

"Panic what! Don't you see the noble Lord Soram here? Do we need to be afraid of them? "Gabe Newell has been fighting the Locust King's army for a few rounds, and for those armies, Gabe Newell is really right, and even if he can't beat it, there is no problem in maintaining the balance of power. So he felt that his little brother had embarrassed himself.

But immediately, Gabe Newell's face changed.

"Yes...... But the black Calzarano is also there! It came from heaven! ”

Gabe Newell is really, really jealous, even fearful, of the strength of the Abyss Demon Dragon. If it were only Calzarano, Gabe Newell would not have been too fearful with the army at his disposal. Facing the army of the King of Locusts alone, Gabe Newell is not false, but if you add the two, he is really afraid.

As a businessman, Gabe Newell could not be considered a qualified warrior, which had little to do with his strength, it was entirely due to his personality and habits, and even he could not be considered a qualified military commander. In the past, this was done by Makatula.

But now Macatura has burped, so Gabe Newell immediately looked at Soram, hoping that he would come out and take the lead.

Solam did not live up to Gabe Newell's expectations, and Solam looked at the demon goblins with a solemn face.

"How much time do they have left to get here?"

Several demonic goblins looked at each other, and finally one of the goblins with one ear missing stood up and spoke: "There are about 8 hours left!" ”

300 miles...... For eight hours, the demon is such an animal, if it rests on the human army, there is no need to fight, and the soldiers can run to death!

Eight hours was already urgent, and now Gabe Newell was even more anxious.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, Solam actually looked relieved.

"That's good, St. Giles, you go and accept the command of all the armies, and then start arranging the defense of the city!" With that, Soram turned around and walked towards Gabe Newell's lair.

This stunned Gabe Newell,...... Is it so easy to finish?

So he hurriedly opened his little short legs and chased after him, in fact, G's fat legs are not short, but the problem is that he is too fat, so on the whole, his legs are short and fat.

"The hosts! This...... That's it? ”

"Or else?"

Solam asked rhetorically without looking back.

"But...... But...... But ......"

Although G Fat is not a qualified commander, he also knows how hasty and hasty Solam's order just now is. What's more, Soram is planning to fight a city defense war!

And G Fat really doesn't want to fight the city house war!

This is G's fat lair, and it is also his warehouse and gladiatorial fighting place! Once the war starts here, whether it is won or not, G Fat will lose a lot! As a shrewd businessman, G Fat has an extraordinary aversion to words like loss and loss. Because that would mean that his interests are damaged.

The biggest reason why he would go to Soram was to reduce his losses, so his ideal state was for Soram to take Solam's own men to the wasteland to fight a field battle with the armies of Calzarano and the King of Locusts, and of course he stayed in a safe place to ensure that his strength would not suffer losses as much as possible.

"No but! I say whatever I say! "Fat G has obviously not accepted the fact that Solam is his master!" Listen to you or to me? ”

I......

G Fat didn't know what to say, he wanted to listen to him, but after thinking about it, the consequences of saying this sentence would be very serious, so he simply shut up.

"By the way, where did you say the reception banquet you arranged? This direction? "Solam walked into G's fat lair, Calamity Coin Town. (Calamity Coin is Gold Coins, Silver Coin is Poison Sting, Copper Coin is Green Slot, Platinum Coin is Heaven Coin)

Demon buildings are full of steel and destruction, and goblin buildings are often associated with tatters, and the town in front of you is a fusion of the two, except for one place. It was a completely golden building, dazzling to the eye, and the architectural style was very ancient Greek, with tall columns and a double-sided pitched roof. It's a luxurious mess when you look at it. Without thinking about it, this is definitely Gabe Newell's palace.

In the midst of a pile of rags, it is hard not to notice a local tyrant gold building suddenly ran out. Next to it is an even greater gladiatorial arena, a huge circular building.

"Huh?" G is a little dizzy, at this time you go to care about the reception banquet???

"Ah what? I ask you if it's true! ”

Solam is getting impatient again!

"Yes, yes, yes! Right there! ”

"That's good!" With that, Soram walked briskly towards the palace!

"The hosts! Shouldn't we be ...... now" G Fat chased after him, intending to remind Solam, it's really inappropriate to think about those who don't have at this time!

But before he finished speaking, he was stared at fiercely by Solam! That look is almost directly to tell G fat, if you dare to say anything else, don't blame me for killing you!

So G Fat immediately stopped talking.

For Soram now, eating is much more important than the King of Locusts and the Abyss Demon Dragon! He had forgotten how long it had been since he had a good meal.

"Isn't there eight hours left? Hurry! Eat first! Let's talk about it after eating! This is Solam's most immediate thought.