For a giant beast of Beamon's level, the word "huge" can't be described at all, and if he had to pick one word to describe it, Green would rather choose "terrifying".

Two hundred years ago, it was a time when the Endymion family was dominant. In search of freedom, the Tanian barbarians of the past rebelled against the mages who enslaved them in the seven-year war of liberation, but the barbarians, despite their fierce fighting but low mechanical technology, once had a hard time conquering the magic fortress of the mage Endymion, it is clear that their siege methods are not enough to break through the mana barrier, and usually have to be filled with a large number of barbarian lives. This situation was maintained until the barbarian king Tanan got the help of the cyclops, these big men with only one big eye and a little sluggish look could throw boulders, and their combat power was equivalent to a large catapult, which temporarily alleviated the weakness of the barbarian siege, but it was the Beamon Behemoth that really allowed the barbarians to fight back against Endymion and finally win the uprising.

How big is Beamon? Many people's perception comes from the records in the literature, some believe that Bimon is two or three people tall, and some think that it is actually just an orc composed of muscle masses - this is all a fallacy, because many of the Zhiwei Codex are actually groundless, probably the author's imagination, in fact, as long as you think about how the snow-white skin of the leader of Beamon swept the defenders against the wall in the original barbarian war, you can roughly assume the general height of its people.

It was a terrifying size that even the Minotaur couldn't match.

It undoubtedly takes a lot of courage to look at such a huge thing, after all, what catches your eye is a monster about the size of your own eyeball, often saying that you don't want a body but are extremely honest, and you know in your heart that you can't be afraid, but your legs tremble involuntarily. Breathing can also become rapid.

But it's even worse.

Once they are frightened by Beamon, they become even more vicious as the other person cowers. It sounds like a thug who bullies the weak and fears the hard, but that's Beamon's nature—and even most beasts, regardless of their height, are the same.

So with this in mind, Green walked in front of the other Beamon.

The face is expressionless. Nothing moved.

The gray-furred Beamon was the leader of the group, and it straightened its broad chest, not knowing whether it was spilling or splashing blood slowly flowing. Elder Beamon lowered his huge head and stared at the little human with a ferocious gaze as if he was about to kill, his fangs and claws, all ready to attack, as if they were about to tear Grimm apart at any moment. The aura of death shrouded Elder Beamon's body, and it was so dangerous that even the people behind tightened their bodies as if they were facing a great enemy. As soon as it swings its claws, it needs to go to the rescue.

However, Green remained unresponsive.

Elder Beamon stared at Grimm, a blade-like nail suddenly moving. This was just a subconscious action, but it made the hearts of everyone who were staring at this side skip a beat, and Samael was about to rush over directly with his two guns, but fortunately, Al stopped him in time.

Still not moving?

The older Beamon was finally surprised in his heart, wondering what the human who had helped save the race was going to do, only to find that it was either a sharp harbinger of death or a sudden movement that made people nervous. The tiny human beings in front of them were indifferent, as if they were completely oblivious to the naked threat.

Is it stupid?

Elder Beamon was skeptical. And the solution to the suspicion is, of course, practice. But just as the gray-skinned Beamon was about to swing his giant claws, Green seemed to guess what it was thinking, broke the peace, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"—I'm sorry to excuse me, but I think you can probably understand the universal language of mankind."

The elder Beamon was stunned for a moment. Relieved and nodded, his heart immediately denied his previous thoughts.

"Time is of the essence, I'll make a long story short, I'm Greenfield? Ya Emperor Meng? Jolsmenna, from the distant kingdom of Rodland. Your enemy is the Gruz Syndicate, though I don't know why it is going to attack you. However, this is contrary to the purpose of my trip, so I reach out to you and strike them with thunder. ”

“…… The situation, I know, then, human, your purpose? ”

The elder Beamon gasped, a heavy snort coming over his face, and there was no obvious hostility. It spoke slowly, and in the astonishment of everyone behind it, it said a language that was quite clear, but even if it lowered its voice, it still seemed shocking.

Green looked at him and bowed slightly, "I beg your forgiveness for the offense, my purpose is to seek your friendship and hope that your strength will escort my cause." ”

At the juncture of the trauma of the race, such a statement immediately provoked a strong reaction from the Beamons. There were people who could understand people's words, and passed the message to their companions, and Beamon, who had just been indifferent to the communication between the two and was busy bandaging their wounds, immediately all gathered around, as if a wall of walls was erected in a flicker, and all the eyes of people were cast on pins and needles.

Still, Green didn't react timidly.

What courage this is!

Samael and Zorro, who had watched the development of the situation intently from behind, although they had never dealt with each other, at this time they had a similar exclamation in their hearts. From Jin Lunga to Milt, Samael has deeply realized that this young man is extraordinary, whether it is talent or character, he is the best candidate to follow, but even so, in the face of the hostility of monsters of this number and volume, he can still do it without changing his face, what kind of god does the young lord have!? And Zorro is even more impressed by the courage of this human nobleman, who has been living in Tania, and deeply understands the horror of these giant monsters at the top of the food chain, not only daring to negotiate, but even fearless of the coercion of the other party's race, which is not something that can be done simply by "strong combat effectiveness".

The battlefield of corpses was silent at this moment.

A gust of night wind carried bloody breath, blowing between the humans and Beamon, and some of the injured Beamon, who was seriously injured, was agitated by the cold wind and sat down with a snort, breaking the silence at the moment. The hair on the older Beamon's body moved with the wind, and his heart was shaken, which made it difficult for Beamon to believe in a human being, but compared to the young and vigorous Beamon. It was older, calmer, and familiar with Green's pleas, as if the Ancestors had faced the same young human in the age of faith and honor passed down from generation to generation.

It's also amazing daring.

- At least we can communicate well, the gray-furred elder Beamon thought, looking down at Green. Think carefully about your reply.

"I know it's not a good time to talk about it, and I don't really expect it to be successful in a single sentence." Without intending to get the other party to agree or refuse, the young duke spoke again: "Showing my intention is just to be honest with each other and provide a premise for mutual trust. Your enemy, the Gruze Syndicate, has slaughtered one of your lairs, I don't know if you know it, but now that you've been attacked, I don't think they'll stop there, and a massacre against you is still going on. If there is still your kind living in this barren mountain, now is the time to rush to the rescue. ”

He raised his arm and stretched out his right hand to the gray-skinned older Beamon under the wary gaze of many of them.

"So before we can talk about my request in detail, allow me to come to your aid, to fight with you, and no matter what, I have an obligation to protect the continuation of your species, whether it is to defend life in the present or to thrive."

The rest of Beamon still didn't understand what Grimm meant. Elder Beamon's fierce eyes suddenly turned into consternation. Like a mountain peak that collapsed suddenly, the elder Beamon lowered his body. At an almost pasted distance, he asked eagerly, "Human, you say, really?" ”

Greenfield rolled his eyes inwardly, but still maintained the posture of reaching out, "The former can be proven by action now, as for solving your fertility difficulties." I've got a plan, and while I'm not 100% ready to succeed, it's at least worth a try. With that, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at Claude, who was smiling all the time not far away. The medical solution had already been studied by the two of them when they were on the road in the desert.

"Good!"

The young man's offer was not even a promise, but Elder Beamon agreed very cheerfully. It suddenly slapped its huge claws, and because of the size difference, it changed to a fingernail touching Green's right hand, and after a slight shake, the relationship between the friendly forces was determined. Its attitude changed so much that not only Grimm and his party were surprised, but even Beamon was a little caught off guard, and the sound was as loud as thunder in the beast language of Beamon.

However, the two sides did reach a consensus.

Green quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to Claude with a sneaky thumbs up.

This is indeed the best way to negotiate with Beamon.

As soon as the composition of the Behemoth Legion was first determined from the elder Pope Romeca, Green began to plot a plan to win Beamon's friendship. Although he has such a convenient identity as the son of military uniform, as a choice of the will of the planet, it stands to reason that he should enjoy the favor of the native creatures, and he will not hope that the tiger's body will be shocked and shaken three times. If you want to get Beamon's power, you must give a real return, the treasure, power, and status that human beings pay attention to are obviously not reliable, and only by finding what Beamon lacks and desires can you directly break through the other party's psychological defense.

So what is Beamon missing?

Suitable living environment, abundant water and food sources are all worth considering, but in order to survive. With such an idea, when Zorro took out the Zihe car, his thinking suddenly opened up, and he immediately launched an investigation into this problem while there were medical talents around him, and finally came to a conclusion that although it was not perfect, at least it was a feasible strategy.

So the rest of the matter became logical.

In order to gain the trust of the other party, first show their decision-making power and right to speak, although it is more important to bring a guard to set off the status, but considering that the Beamons have only experienced a battle with two-limbed walking creatures, being alone can better alleviate the tense situation; The trembling of the body or the cowardice of the words will be captured by the other party, and thus fall into the weaker side of the discourse, and the relatively beastly Beamon will be even more despised, in order to overcome this, Green does not hesitate to use the Eagle seal to hypnotize himself, otherwise even he, in the face of a giant beast like Beamon, will inevitably have a disordered breath. In addition, Green has also prepared for many details, such as the timing of his speech, verbal inducement, etc., and the seemingly rash move has actually been well prepared, and when combined, the current situation can be achieved.

Most of Beamon still had doubts, but with the elder Beamon's explanation, they would soon be able to reach a consensus, and then they would just rush to another Beamon's lair to help. However, at this moment, Green keenly caught the friction in the air, and his face suddenly moved, and he shot sharply in one direction, "What person!" ”

A burst of thought bullets slashed abruptly, and despite the hasty shot, it was still incredibly fast, and suddenly exploded at the landing point, colliding with the flying knives that were silently shooting at Green. The weapon of the raid was shattered, and the light bloomed with the mind, and a vague figure was forced out under the illumination.

Everyone was surprised by the sudden change, but only Green, who was closest to him, saw it most clearly, because he was so shocked that he forgot to pursue.

"Delga?" (To be continued......)