The source of the ancient legend is no longer verifiable, Wu Wei has always been skeptical about it, but he doesn't plan to keep the succubus, keeping her by his side, it is easy to affect his judgment, at this time, the illusion of the Death Desert is no longer a problem for him, the most important thing at the moment is to use what method to persuade the barbarian king to obtain the barbarian king's helmet, no matter what the ultimate goal is, this helmet is indispensable for enhancing strength.

Wu Wei sat on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated, preparing to participate in the evening meeting, if he got the barbarian king's helmet against all odds, it would add a lot of help to him.

Soon in the evening, the barbarian king sent someone to lead Wu Wei to the banquet hall. The banquet hall is located in the center of the royal city, although it is resplendent here, but the guests attending the banquet are miserable.

The barbarian king had already put on a leather vest at this time, and although his hair and beard were disheveled, he looked extremely neat when he sat in front of the tribal leaders.

Sitting at the right hand of the barbarian king was also a barbarian leader, this leader was thicker than the barbarian king, a thick and dense beard, clutching a palm-sized piece of roast meat and tearing it desperately, his beard was covered with sauce, and he didn't care at all. Luckily, this is a bald head, otherwise my hair would have been covered in things.

Sitting under the leader of the barbarians was an orc knight, his blue-black skin was full of wrinkles, he ate with a large mouth, and a leg of mutton was bitten off in half, and the fat flowed down the folds around his mouth to the back of his neck.

Sitting opposite the orc knight was an ogre who was nearly three meters tall, with dark green skin shining with oil, and two fangs sticking out of his jaw twenty centimeters.

In addition, there were several deputies and captains of the leaders of various clans, all of them, and even a few humans among them.

When the barbarian king saw Wu Wei enter the banquet hall, he pointed to the seat on his left and shouted, "Come!" Necronomicon King! Sit! ”

When all the people in the hall heard the barbarian king's shout, they all looked at Wu Wei, but they didn't stop the movements in their hands and mouths, with a disdainful attitude.

Wu Wei ignored the others, smiled at the barbarian king, stepped over in a few steps, and sat beside him. As soon as the barbarian king put his thick arms on the table, he pushed several plates of roast meat and a wine glass nearby in front of Wu Wei.

Wu Wei looked at the barbecue with hair and blood on it, smiled and declined, picked up the wine glass, but felt that it was extremely greasy, and he didn't know who had used it, so he could only put it on the table again.

The barbarian king didn't care about Wu Wei, and shouted loudly: "It's all quiet!" Let me introduce to you, this is the newly promoted Necromantic King, which one of the previous enemies with the barbarians has completely disappeared, and the Necromantic and the Barbarians will be friends in the future! ”

The barbarian king finished speaking happily, but no one cheered, looking at Wu Wei with a look of disbelief.

"Isn't this the Advent? How can he become a necromantic king, even though he is a human being? Could it be that what we see is a ghost? An orc attendant laughed loudly. But it didn't work well, and a dry laugh came from the side.

The Barbarian King explained, "Although this man looks like a human, he is actually a half-dead man, he has absorbed all the death breath of the previous Necromantic King, and the Necromantic Sword is in his hand, don't doubt this." What I want to discuss with you today is... The Barbarian King looked around, raised his throat, and continued: "The matter of the five clans uniting against the dungeon army. ”

As soon as the barbarian king's words fell, the people at the banquet below began to talk one after another, and the barbarian king said: "The human king, the elven queen, the dwarf king, and the necromantic king beside me have reached an agreement to fight against the dungeon army together, and they have handed over the holy weapons of their clan to this legendary descender, now! He came to borrow our own holy weapon: the Barbarian King's Helmet. ”

When everyone heard this, their emotions were excited.

"The Terrans have occupied most of the continent, and all the territories rich in materials are theirs, driving us to this barbaric land, why didn't you think of us barbarians when it was beneficial, and now they are going to suffer a disaster, so they want to drag us to death together, everyone said! Is there such a reason? A barbarian general shouted.

Someone immediately chimed in: "Yes, they want the land of the human race in the dungeon, and they won't come to grab our territory, let's join in the fun, let's let the two families divide the victory and defeat by themselves!" ”

Someone else shouted, "The elves have been hiding with the dwarves for hundreds of years, why are they getting more and more stupid?" I am in seclusion, and I don't care who calls the shots on the mainland! ”

The ogre leader didn't say anything else, but said, "The Barbarian King's helmet is a symbol of the barbarians and cannot be borrowed!" ”

There were different opinions, and for a time there was chaos in the hall, although it was chaos, but the purpose was the same, and they would not participate in the alliance of the four clans. There were only a few Terran leaders during the banquet, and their faces were getting worse and worse.

"Shut up!" The Barbarian King roared, and the banquet hall immediately became silent.

The Barbarian King said to Wu Wei: "We barbarians have indeed participated in the coalition to fight against the expansion of the dungeon before, and our Saint King has also died along with the other four Saint Kings, but look at what we have gained now. The Terrans still can't accept us, and see us as aliens, even slaves. This time, we barbarians want to think about it for ourselves, even if the dungeon occupies the mainland, it will not come to fight us for this wild land. So! Necromantic King, we barbarians can't grant your request. ”

After hearing this, Wu Wei sneered, jumped onto the chair behind him, and said loudly: "You poor creatures, you hide in this wild place and dare not compete with humans, and you want to say that humans look down on you. Do you really think the dungeons will spare you barbarians? In the eyes of the greedy dungeon creatures, any item can be the object of their desperate struggle, and since you can survive here, the dungeon will find what they need here, besides! ”

Wu Wei said, pointing to the barbarian king's helmet on his head, and said: "Your holy king sacrificed his soul for the survival of your freedom and the peace of the continent, and at this time he is there, watching you, watching you group of self-deceived cowards, carrying out the last pleasures. ”

Wu Weiyi stepped onto the table, stretched out his index finger, pointed at the barbarian leader, and said contemptuously: "What the coalition army needs is brave warriors, not you cowards, before I came here, I had heard the legend that the barbarians were not afraid of power and oppression, and forged the road to freedom with blood and tears, but now it seems that this is just a legend, all I see in front of me is a group of moths, just a group of moths waiting to fatten up and feed themselves to the mouth of the dungeon!" ”

Wu Wei said, stepped on the table, grabbed a small wine glass on the table, grabbed it in his hand, Wu Wei grabbed the wine glass, turned to the barbarian king, but did not look at him, looked at the helmet of the barbarian king above his head, held the cup with both hands, and said: "The barbarian holy king!" I hereby toast you, sigh for your bravery, and mourn for the cowardice of your descendants. ”

Wu Wei raised his head after speaking, drank the wine, his face changed slightly, and he looked around, but the ogre suddenly jumped up and shouted: "The wine is poisonous!" ”