The Captain of the Bad Demon looked at the chaotic scene in front of him with a complicated expression.

Looking behind him, the bad demon team members who were almost staggering pouted their lips and said nothing about the disdain on the faces of the Guluo people.

Take a deep breath and your chest rises and falls. A wave of sound roared out, deafening.

"If you don't want to die, shut up! Stand up for Lao Tzu and listen carefully, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for killing and burying!"

The general scene of the vegetable market instantly became silent, leaving only a whispered gasp.

Everyone put up their elf-like pointed ears that are unique to the cowardly demons, and listened hard. I'm afraid that if I miss any important information, I will lose my life.

Sawyer opened his mouth to say something, but he seemed to have some scruples, and he looked hesitant.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"Military orders are more important than everything! Lao Tzu doesn't care whether you climb or form a lump. Ten days, just ten days! Even if there is an extra second, the weapons in the hands of these impatient guys behind Lao Tzu will be opened.

Now, line up for Lao Tzu and get out of here! Ugly as a toad monster fart patriarch.

Gather all your people from the growing period and above, and walk all the way northeast, and you will see the majestic city of Halls.

It is really a shame to let you people open their eyes and see the prosperity of the civilized world.

Thank you to the great and merciful Lord Morduff!"

Sawyer immediately began to act in trepidation.

A group of people who are in a panic, confusion and uneasiness, afraid of being far from their homeland, but with a little yearning and longing for a new world, and even greed, begin to pack their belongings, organize their weapons and leather armor.

Well, something seems wrong.

The impoverished cowards, apart from the heavy and strangely shaped metal pots and metal beds, are only a mess of primitive metal weapons.

Leather armor, a high-end and high-grade luxury, seems to be owned by the patriarch alone.

Of course, this is a tattered leather coat that has not been processed and has a lot of hair is also considered leather armor.

As for what kind of dry food for the army, food for the march, what the hell is that?

It is rare for the cowards to have overnight food, and the poor brain cannot imagine the luxury of having enough food.

Food is on the way! Stretch out your hands, move your feet, and your stomach will always be full.

The cowards who yearn for the prosperous civilized world comfort themselves in this way.

Could it be that there is a more barren place in this world than the Gulo tribe?

Yevre found that the good things about his long journey had nothing to do with him.

The Bad Demon Squad looked quite fierce, and their weapons were flickering, but there was no sign of slaughter or extermination.

It's better to be a little coward quietly that is invisible to others.

Suddenly, when I settled down, my whole body was about to fall apart, and the pain of being punched and kicked came madly.

The stinging pain of a crack in the bone, the dull pain of the flesh, the burning pain left by the red-hot metal.

And the soreness of the nose that was about to flatten and the heartache of the eight fingers on both hands came to my heart at the same time.

The pain-relieving effect of grinning teeth doesn't seem to be very good.

As for the way to shout and cry, for the sake of the peace and harmony of the world, the most important thing is the safety of the little life, endure it silently!

It's time for the adults to leave soon.

There is nothing to linger in this place, and the poor don't even grow a few grasses.

In addition to the huge amount of metal ore, it is a natural primitive metal block.

Or maybe it's an intricate cavern, eerie, without even a gem.

Even if you want to find something to eat, you have to run to a strange huge jungle dozens of miles away.

There are many dangers, and the probability of finding food is very small, and it is often the case that it becomes food.

If the cowards weren't hungry and crazy, or stupid, they wouldn't have gone to that hellish place.

Your own life is precious, heavier than the Holtz Mountains!

Suddenly, Jevre, who was immersed in various pains, was awakened by the sudden silence.

Lifting the scarred head, the small head with broken horns is so sleek and eye-catching.

A strange scene reflected in Yevre's green eyes.

More than 900 male cowards, as well as a small number of fat female cowards dressed in flowers and branches, and bloody mouths, all gathered in the open space in front of the stone house, led by the seven-foot-and-five-inch tall Sawyer.

The cowards were dressed in tattered, oddly masculine skins of unknown beasts, and carried heavy metal weapons on their shoulders.

It's just that those strange, unsmelted rough metal weapons are so dazzling and dazzling.

Under the gaze of the army of bad demons, many cowardly demons rarely did not make a sound.

Of course, this is not the cowardly demon who suddenly has the lofty consciousness of being a civilized person who stresses morality, civilization, and politeness.

Instead, he was still smiling and looking at the inferior demon team of the Guluo people just now, and suddenly raised the horizontal knives with cold light flashing in unison, making a posture of preparing for battle.

Could it be that something is coming? It's just that the low-strength cowards don't even notice it?

Is it a restless beast in an underground cavern, or a tree spirit in a strange jungle?

Yevre tilted his head in thought.

The evil lords who rushed to the city of Halls are really the nobles who are in time to rain and save their lives!

Look at the delicate, close-fitting leather armor, it must be worth a lot.

Looking at the extremely sharp horizontal knife, what a superb smelting method, I am afraid it will not be enough to sell the entire Guluo tribe.

Although the number of people is only about a hundred, in terms of combat effectiveness, a hundred heavily armed warriors in the middle realm of the mortal rank are enough to crush countless Guluo tribes back and forth, and it is estimated that the inferior demon warriors will easily end the battle unscathed.

Adults will surely be able to defeat or even wipe out the attackers!

When adults eat meat, they always leave some bones behind.

The hands and feet are numb, the mouth is sweet, and with this overlord of the same age with rough skin and thick meat, he will definitely be able to eat a full meal.

What a wonderful world!

It's best if the participants fight and die bravely, and that's perfect.

I will definitely miss you very much in my stomach. Even the last residue to be discharged will be buried.

It is regarded as a well-dressed mound, a monument, and it will never be forgotten.

Look at how kind and simple you are, and you have a lofty spirit of humanistic care.

It's so hard to be a good coward, how can you not forget these bad thoughts!

Hey, it's really hard!

Yevre, who is looking forward to his dream bubble, is so innocent and lovely.

What's going on, why didn't the attacker move?

Why did the Bad Demon Warriors rush into the crooked group of cowards?

The light of the knife was flickering, the flesh was flying, the limbs and arms were broken, the intestines were rotten, the blood was rushing, and it was several feet high.

The quiet wilderness turned into an assura field in an instant, and the hellish scenes of killing shattered Yevre's dreams in an instant.

Looking at this unbelievable scene, Yevre's young heart was full of doubts.

Could it be that the so-called lord's military order is just a hoax, just to gather all the cowardly demons who are capable of fighting and then slaughter them all?

Yevre quietly moved his steps, for fear of alarming the evil lords who were slaughtering on a large scale.

Quickly and silently hid in the entrance of the cave, and once the adults came to kill them, they quickly rushed into the depths of the cave.

With that intricate labyrinthine passage, adults won't waste much effort on their small body.

Fortunately, I was prescient and far away, which was simply the right time and place.

Look, the sinister patriarch who usually acts as a powerful man was chopped off his right hand by the bad demon captain with a knife, and he knelt down in an instant, begging for mercy and wailing with gushing blood.

"Your Excellency, you can do whatever you want. As long as you spare the villain's cheap life, you can do whatever you want. Tell the villain to crawl and never walk. Tell the villain to kneel, and never stand.

The treasure hidden by the villain will also be offered immediately, and I beg the lord to raise his noble hand!

Don't use the blood of the villain to stain your mighty weapon. Don't defile your extraordinary leather armor with the filthy body parts of the villain.

Adults, villains, go and get treasures. You just look at the villain all the way, and the villain will never dare to run away.

If you are still not at ease, then discount the villain's leg, and the villain will not be able to run fast. ”

In response to another stab from the Gurro patriarch, Yevre's eyes widened to see how the sinister villain had died.

It's a pity that it was just the back of the horizontal knife and fell heavily on the root of the left leg of the Guluo patriarch.

The face of the Gu Luo patriarch was instantly distorted, and his face was pale, but he didn't dare to shout.

If you say it yourself, you have to endure it with tears!