Chapter 580: Request

"Lord, is there nothing you can do to stop this war?"

The wordless Lord just shook his head helplessly, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Although I have a high position in the union, I am only a prestige, and I cannot command all the exorcists in the world. ”

The Exorcist Guild, on the surface, everyone has a lot of respect for the Wordless Lord, but behind the scenes, there are countless eyes, looking forward to the wordless death.

That way they will have a chance to take advantage of the opportunity.

"The failure of the Exorcism Guild is already doomed, I just don't want this organization that has maintained peace in the world for thousands of years to be completely destroyed because of one person's thoughts. ”

The Silent Lord did not seem to be optimistic about the plan that the demon had planned to carry out this time.

Even, in the eyes of the Silent Lord, the plan that the demon intends to carry out is very likely to lead to the demise of the Exorcist Guild.

"Is it really that serious?"

Boro is the complete opposite of the Silent Lord, after all, Long Hui and Xinghua Guo have been on an equal footing for so many years, and now they have joined the Exorcism Guild, a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

It should be the Xinghua Army that is in danger, how can it be that it has an absolute advantage in total combat power, Longhui, and the combined army are in a disadvantageous situation.

The wordless Lord nodded in agreement with what Boro said.

"But is that really the case?"

The wordless Lord's next rhetorical question directly confused Boro.

The wordless Lord then said to Boro, "Long Hui seems to be on an equal footing with Xinghua over the years, but that's because the Exorcism Guild secretly helps from it. ”

According to what the Lord said without words, the national strength of Longhui Kingdom has declined significantly over the years, and both the military strength and productivity are obviously inferior to that of Xinghua Kingdom.

And the reason why he was able to fight against Xinghua in the northern battlefield every year and remained undefeated was because of the protector of Longhui Kingdom.

Dandelion, whether it is the six masters or the demons, knows what the dandelion itself is.

It is not a kind species, but feeds on the essence of human beings, and needs to exchange an adult every day for the remnants of the Pu Devil's fading body.

That is, the tiny silk threads that are placed in iron boxes on the frontline battlefield.

I can't help but do this, so that the demon also secretly cultivated an army.

Led by Wu Xian himself, he was responsible for helping the Longhui Army to carry out major battles with the Xinghua Army.

The reason why he became the general of the army this time was also because Wu Shi already had advanced experience in commanding the army.

"The Far Away Demon Guild has already helped Long Hui Kingdom, and the final result is just barely able to stop it.

But have you ever thought that Xinghua had never spelled out all the means at the beginning, even if he increased his efforts to assist Longhui at this time, but the exorcist is not an army with an iron will after all.

Once they fight, they will naturally break up and flee in an instant. Even if someone leads, how can an exorcist, who has always been accustomed to being alone, die so easily for unnecessary battles. ”

In short, the words of the wordless Lord are what I want to say.

Although the exorcist army seems to be huge, it is actually a group of rabble, paper tigers who are strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

Once you engage Xinghua's regular army, it only takes one charge for the exorcist army to be routed.

Not to mention what help will be played on the entire battlefield, I am afraid that their own friendly troops will be greatly disturbed by this.

"If you want to avoid the exorcist guild being eradicated by the Xinghua Army after that, you must have someone to stand up at a critical time. ”

The wordless Lord looked at Boro, "And that person, it's you." ”

The news that Boro is Xue Ren's friend is not well known, but as long as you want to inquire, it is easy to hear from others.

"For the sake of this organization, which has been passed down for thousands of years, are you willing to pull a hand in its most dangerous time?"

The wordless Lord stared at Boro with bright eyes and half pleading.

Bourro himself found it a little difficult to deal with.

because of the land where I am going

Fang is the opposite side of the battlefield.

Speechless and open his mouth, since Boro did not readily promise himself, it seems that this matter is a little difficult.

After all, he couldn't make all the exorcists like himself, and all he was thinking about was the Exorcist Guild.

Bourro thought about it, feeling that his mission was far more important than some human life.

"I'm sorry, Lord. I have my own things to do. ”

The wordless lord had already prepared in his heart, and he didn't show much emotion after hearing Boro's rejection.

"In that case, then I won't say anything more. ”

The wordless Lord stood up and rubbed his somewhat stiff knees.

"Even if no one listens to me, you have to do your best. The Silent Lord himself still has no way to sit idly by and watch the Exorcism Guild just like that.

Borro didn't feel how sorry he was, everyone had their own mission.

And his mission is to find the white god, although until now Boro has not been clear about what the white god is about.

But there is always an idea in my heart that if I don't find the white god, more people will die because of it.

Without saying a word, Boro really didn't know that this would be the last time he would see him.

Pushing open the door of the blacksmith's shop, the old man who had sat by the door two days ago was not there.

Boro remembered that he had gone straight into the innermost room.

Each of them entertained himself, and he had to pass by himself.

"Guest, are you?" a strong man stopped Boro and prevented him from going any further.

"I came two days ago to build the Mithril weapon, and two days ago an old man told me to come and get it today. ”

The strong man's expression was still very serious, pointing behind Boro, a row of dusty wooden chairs clinging to the wall.

"You go there and wait first. ”

Boro didn't know why he was so serious about himself, but he wasn't here to fight.

The wooden chair was covered in a layer of black debris, and it was unclear if it was dust or something else.

Boro sat down with a casual sweep of the word.

After a while, the sloppy old man ran out happily.

In his hand he was holding a sword as black as the crumbs on the wooden chair.

"What about people?" asked the old man.

"There. The strong man pointed

"Come, come, look, this is a rare divine weapon. ”

Boro saw the scruffy old man coming, but he was obviously a little different from two days ago.

The original bundle of beards was gone, and only curly brown-yellow stubble remained.

The hair on the top of the head is still luxuriant.

"This, that is, the sword?"

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