No wonder Apophis was so desperate.

As an elf who loves life and peace, it is definitely the race that hates the monsters of the abyss realm that is only born for killing, and almost every major event of monster invasion has the presence of elves, and monsters and elves are simply natural rivals. Now that Apophis had actually bumped into the queen of the elves, it was difficult for him not to die.

But Poman's next words surprised him: "No, Lord Apophis, I think that today may be your lucky day!" ”

Apophis looked at Poman in disbelief: "What does His Majesty mean?" ”

Boman chuckled: "Apophis, you are from the Abyss Realm, then you should know very well that if someone does not have the strength, then the value of existence will be lost, so now I have a question for Your Excellency: You, where is the value of existence?" ”

Apophis was stunned for a moment, and finally said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty means ...... Will you let me go? ”

Boman chuckled: "Who knows, maybe!" ”

Apophis was faced with a difficult choice.

If you don't believe in Boman, death is inevitable. But believing Bowman's words may not be able to live, and it is more likely that Bowman will deceive him for the last time before he dies, but elves have rarely deceived people. Apophis, who is known as the only master of the Abyss Realm, naturally would not be unaware of this, but the Queen of Poman in front of him ...... Really quirky!

After a long time, Apophis finally made a decision. It's better to die than to live! So, he raised his eyes to Poman, "Yes, because I am the most proficient master of fallen magic in the Abyss Realm. ”

The cunning Apophis had vaguely guessed why Poman had just said those things to him---- because of his clone secret technique.

As an elf, he knows more about monsters than ordinary magicians, because monsters have appeared in the Misty Forest many times over the years, and as the real ruler of the Misty Forest, the elves have destroyed a large number of monsters, although most of them are waste materials that were inexplicably transported to Oslo by the rift in time and space, but the only few times have had a significant impact on the elves.

The level of hatred the elves for monsters is as indescribable as the depth of their research.

So. Poman was able to see the peculiarities of Apophis at a glance, which should have been Apophis' luck.

Bowman furrowed his delicate brow: "Fallen spells? It doesn't seem to be of much use. ”

Apophis smiled bitterly, knowing that this was a threat, but he had to reveal something more to save his life: "I also practice alchemy. He is proficient in his puppetry. ”

Boman's eyes lit up, but his complexion was not too abnormal: "Puppetry? What puppets can you make? It can't be a blood puppet, right? ”

Puppetry is a branch of alchemy, but it is not too clever, at least high-level magicians can use some simple magic materials to create a puppet of the same lineage, such as a fire golem. Dirt puppets and the like, but the combat effectiveness of that thing is ridiculously poor, and the combat ground is not very useful, and the blood puppet is naturally made by the fallen mages of the Abyss Realm, and it is much more powerful than the puppets of other departments, but it is still garbage after all.

However, the puppet technique specially proposed by Apophis, who can clone the secret arts, must not be so simple.

Apophis was helpless: Is it necessary for him to say anything about the blood puppet's grade? But for now, the old life is in the hands of this Boman. He could only secretly despise this elf in his heart, and shook his head: "No." The eyes of Boman in front of him suddenly changed, and he looked at him with a "I am interested" expression.

Apophis thought for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "The puppet I made does not belong to the water, fire, earth, scenery, and dark line, not even the bloodline, but ...... Metal Golems! ”

Bowman's face was stunned, and then the hand on Apophis's neck tightened, and his mouth was already soft: "Metal puppet? Is it the kind of steel golem that only ancient magicians can make?! ”

Apophis shook his head: "I don't know, after all, I haven't seen the works of those ancient magicians. It's hard to tell if the metal golem I made is the kind you say, but it does make it from steel. ”

Bowman's eyes rolled, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "It doesn't matter! To prove it, I don't mind spending a little more time until I've seen your work. ”

Apophis' face was full of depression: I knew you would be like this, is this world coming to an end? Why is the elven queen, who is supposed to be a model of kindness and purity, also start to become treacherous and shameless!!

Jihad is in full swing.

If I had to describe it, the fierce words were no longer enough to describe the battle between Beamon and the coalition forces at the Oasis of Glia.

Soldiers on both sides were killed and wounded, and the coalition forces were outnumbered and the reinforcements were sufficient. Although the universal teleportation array of the largest underground card has not yet been activated, relying on the previous teleportation array and various means of transportation, the coalition army has been replenished by 100,000 soldiers within a month, and the previous losses have been made up, but they are quickly lost in the Oasis of Glia.

And Beamon's reinforcements are also endless.

Beamon, who had the advantage in terms of geography, firmly held the coalition forces in front of the Glia Oasis. Several attempts by the coalition forces to bypass the mountains surrounding the Oasis of Glia have failed. Robert once again used what all the generals of the human race called "the most vicious and despicable trick" of the Beamon Dead Army, but this time it was clear that Robert's forces were also quite tight. The members of the Dead changed from the Wolf Cavalry to the Boar Cavalry of the Porcupine Clan. However, compared to the giant wolf cavalry, although the combat effectiveness of the porcupine cavalry was weak, the speed was not much slower in a short distance, and the number was much more terrifying, which allowed the coalition army to force back the 100,000 troops who tried to cut off the rear road of the Glia Oasis.

The fighting between the two sides was fierce, but in fact the situation once again entered a stalemate.

Not to mention anything else, with the loss of soldiers alone, even if each side dies another 100,000 soldiers, it will not be considered a broken bone, the number of human beings is tens of billions, and Beamon also has hundreds of millions of civilians, and the current losses are still within the range that both sides can bear.

The only bad thing is that many small principalities in the human kingdom began to show signs of material shortage, the enthusiasm of the civilians for the holy war began to decrease, and the dissatisfaction with their respective grand dukes began to increase.

However, these small principalities cannot affect the overall situation for the time being, at least until the Caesar Empire, the Saint-Germain Empire, and several other major principalities have not yet discordantly disagreed, and these small principalities can only continue to support.

In contrast, Beamon's life is much better.

The civilians of Beamon have recently started to buy a so-called grey bread to solve their food problems, this grey bread tastes average, but it is not unpalatable to the civilians, it is an acceptable food, and most importantly, it is cheap. Even though other foods began to become scarce and difficult to buy, this gray bread never seemed to be lacking.

As for the nobles of Beamon, those strong fighting races were not too anxious.

Although they did not eat gray bread, most of the common people began to eat gray bread with low prices and abundant portions, and other high-priced items were still within the reach of their wealth, so the situation in Bhamon was calmer than that of humans.

Even the tribal chiefs and elders who had been fond of opposing Nicholas I had fallen silent.

This may be due to the overwhelming forces of the human alliance, but another possibility is that the well-supplied grey bread seems to be the work of His Majesty Nicholas.

These patriarchs and elders, who were fond of opposing Nicholas I, did not dare to shout for the time being, because food undoubtedly played a decisive role in Bimon's history, and it was almost impossible for the Bimon Beast Emperor, who had enough food to feed his soldiers and civilians, to be overthrown.

The obedience of the Beamon orcs dictates that most orcs will not have the heart to oppose the Golden Lion family, the secular representative of the god of war --- Kampas, as long as they have enough to eat.

Neither the soldiers nor the civilians had this desire, so no matter how ambitious these patriarchs and elders were, they could only be restrained for the time being.

Nicholas I was relaxed at the moment, sitting in his own study, as if the more than ten battle reports coming from front of him did not affect his good mood in the slightest, but the expression of Sheila in front of him was a little heavy.

"Father, the soldiers in front will continue to lose at this rate...... We're afraid we won't last long. Sheila said softly.

Nicholas smiled and shook his head: "We won't last long, but the human side won't last long." With Robert here, I believe that the first one who can't hold out must be the human alliance! Why, Sheila, don't you believe in Robert's abilities? ”

Sheila hurriedly shook her head: "It's not that I don't believe Robert him, but ...... The human coalition is attacking fiercely, so ......"