Chapter 477: Chaos Seven
Look back. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, Evan showed a magical talent comparable to the core bloodline of the family, but he was exiled rather than died inexplicably, of course, there were high-level reminders. Later, he used the 'new alchemy method' to trade with the family, take charge of the family intelligence organization and divide the Tro Territory, of course, he also needs to be taken care of by the high-level, otherwise he will be swallowed by the belt.
Of course, these are also exchanges of interests, the former is a small investment, and the latter is a larger capital injection. It's too naΓ―ve to say anything about family affection, but it's farther than the seven aunts and eight aunts.
Although Chunyu didn't know so many details, it was enough to guess with just a few words, and he complained directly. "Damn! Your house is in such a mess. β
"Hmph, who's not. Evan retorted angrily, and said almost cursedly: "When your crocodile collar grows stronger, you won't be able to get around this hurdle." β
"Thanks for the reminder, I'll take note. Binglian replied indifferently, but in her heart, she was confident in the prospects depicted by Jiao Ming, a normal personality.
"What's the matter with the crocodile collar, it's annoying to listen to, let's talk about what to do now. β
"I have a plan, please refer to it. β
The night breeze blows, and the artillery fire rumbles. In the vast wilderness, the forces of all sides are entangled and fighting, either openly or covertly. When Evan was planning again, Srian, who was chasing after them, became more and more restless, realizing that this was not the way to go.
"Still can't get in touch with Scram?"
"I'm sorry sir, this is how the battlefield is around, the space is too chaotic. A qi mage said with a bitter face. Nine out of ten of these words are true, but they also have a bit of a sense of fooling the layman. The battlefield is chaotic and cannot be communicated, but it is not so tight. There are still disturbances that I have never seen before, but it is difficult to say it to reflect my incompetence.
"Do you want to separate two water magic warriors and run back to deliver the message?" one of the henchmen who came with him saw Srian's hesitation, and suggested worriedly. Truth be told, it was the first time he had seen him in this way after decades of fooling around with Srian.
"Good!" Slian agreed through gritted teeth. Now the water magic warrior acts as the team's mount, which is the basic guarantee to ensure that enough pressure is given to the target, although it is very tense, but if a new batch of floating pallets can be mobilized to solve the speed problem, it is still worth it.
"The negotiating point sent a letter again, asking about the ...... of the peace talks."
The pursuit team was led around the negotiating point by Evan, and it was certainly easier to communicate in this regard.
"Or those two pieces of nonsense?"
"Uh, yes. β
Slian glared angrily. In the first two letters, it was already clear that the reply was 'wait until I solved the goal'. Although a long time has passed, do you doubt that you can't kill Evan's little bastard if you ask it repeatedly?
"The little one understands. β
"Add a sentence, to appease the Bawen family, any conditions can be accepted for the time being. I don't want the Babin family to send someone over to stop the trouble. β
"Yes. β
"In addition, if you return to your camp, add some magic addiction potions to the floating tray. With that, Slian waved his hand, indicating that there was no other command.
"Yes. This henchman slowed down and fell behind to handle everything.
Having dealt with that, Slian once again focused on the front, and three large fireballs were thrown out. As a result of this run-in, the accuracy has finally improved. The condensate barrier erected by the target team seemed to be a line slower, and the people in the team were visibly staggered by the shockwave.
"If the goal is going to fail, work hard!"
It's a pity that most of the people around are snorting and panting, and they don't have time to talk nonsense, so they can only raise their arms to talk and cooperate. However, the water magic warriors who ran on their backs shouted and really squeezed out three points of speed, without completely cooling out.
At this moment, the team in front seemed to be startled by the sudden acceleration of the pursuers, and suddenly there was a burst of shouts, followed by violent magic fluctuations and a burst of bright light that pierced the human eye.
Slian covered it with his hand slightly, squinted his eyes and tried to observe through his fingers, and a thought came to his mind. Is it infighting? Is that kid Evan finally starting to run out of luck?
The other mages in the pursuers were similarly hesitant and confused, and more were overjoyed at the hope of no longer 'running'.
"Listen, now I'll negotiate with you. Stop now, or I'll kill Evan as a grandson." Slian If you want to catch a live Evan, just listen to me. β
Slian blinked his eyes twice, not only feeling that the accent in his words was awkward, but also analyzing the information revealed in his words. Of course, he is not a three-year-old child, how can he be gullible and order his subordinates around him. "Keep chasing after me, and you, ask who is talking in front of you. β
The water-based magic warrior immediately exhaled and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Since you have asked sincerely, I am very merciful...... Ahem. I am the leader of the Vulture Order, the Great Bird King. β
Slian was not surprised by this answer, and if there was indeed infighting, only the leader of the Vulture Organization could be at odds with Evan. It's just that the name is a bit strange, remember that the guy is called Jiao Ming. But after thinking about it, I was relieved, Gentiles don't know how to give lingua franca names, Jiao Ming was probably cheated by someone, this is also a joke often heard in wine table gossip.
But it doesn't matter what the name is, what matters is how to make sure that they really have infighting, not a delay. As for Evan, if he can be captured alive, it is indeed worth the risk.
Slian groaned for a moment, firing flares as he watched with his binoculars as he commanded the water magic warriors to shout.
"Are you infighting?"
"Even the blind can see it!"
"How?"
"Do you want Evan's arms or thighs?"
"This kind of thing doesn't prove anything. β
"And what do you want?" the voice of the self-proclaimed Great Bird King asked rhetorically, his tone full of impatience.
"Leave Evan where he is, and of course we'll let you go. β
"When I was a child? A fool wouldn't believe that condition. β
"You have to believe in our way. β
At the same time, Slian finally got a glimpse of what was ahead. A small half of the team disappeared, and the rest appeared to be more seriously injured. Another blonde man appeared to be unconscious, with a noodle-like mantle under his armpit, his limbs shaking violently with the jolting of his steps. But in any case, it is impossible to see the face from this angle, and even if the face is seen clearly, the suspicion of tricks cannot be ruled out.
"Fart!
Hearing this, Si Lian, who was distracted by thinking, remembered that Jiao Ming was born in the crocodile collar, and subconsciously commented: "Sure enough, he is a vulgar and rude northern barbarian." β
Look back. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, Evan showed a magical talent comparable to the core bloodline of the family, but he was exiled rather than died inexplicably, of course, there were high-level reminders. Later, he used the 'new alchemy method' to trade with the family, take charge of the family intelligence organization and divide the Tro Territory, of course, he also needs to be taken care of by the high-level, otherwise he will be swallowed by the belt.
Of course, these are also exchanges of interests, the former is a small investment, and the latter is a larger capital injection. It's too naΓ―ve to say anything about family affection, but it's farther than the seven aunts and eight aunts.
Although Chunyu didn't know so many details, it was enough to guess with just a few words, and he complained directly. "Damn! Your house is in such a mess. β
"Hmph, who's not. Evan retorted angrily, and said almost cursedly: "When your crocodile collar grows stronger, you won't be able to get around this hurdle." β
"Thanks for the reminder, I'll take note. Binglian replied indifferently, but in her heart, she was confident in the prospects depicted by Jiao Ming, a normal personality.
"What's the matter with the crocodile collar, it's annoying to listen to, let's talk about what to do now. β
"I have a plan, please refer to it. β
The night breeze blows, and the artillery fire rumbles. In the vast wilderness, the forces of all sides are entangled and fighting, either openly or covertly. When Evan was planning again, Srian, who was chasing after them, became more and more restless, realizing that this was not the way to go.
"Still can't get in touch with Scram?"
"I'm sorry sir, this is how the battlefield is around, the space is too chaotic. A qi mage said with a bitter face. Nine out of ten of these words are true, but they also have a bit of a sense of fooling the layman. The battlefield is chaotic and cannot be communicated, but it is not so tight. There are still disturbances that I have never seen before, but it is difficult to say it to reflect my incompetence.
"Do you want to separate two water magic warriors and run back to deliver the message?" one of the henchmen who came with him saw Srian's hesitation, and suggested worriedly. Truth be told, it was the first time he had seen him in this way after decades of fooling around with Srian.
"Good!" Slian agreed through gritted teeth. Now the water magic warrior acts as the team's mount, which is the basic guarantee to ensure that enough pressure is given to the target, although it is very tense, but if a new batch of floating pallets can be mobilized to solve the speed problem, it is still worth it.
"The negotiating point sent a letter again, asking about the ...... of the peace talks."
The pursuit team was led around the negotiating point by Evan, and it was certainly easier to communicate in this regard.
"Or those two pieces of nonsense?"
"Uh, yes. β
Slian glared angrily. In the first two letters, it was already clear that the reply was 'wait until I solved the goal'. Although a long time has passed, do you doubt that you can't kill Evan's little bastard if you ask it repeatedly?
"The little one understands. β
"Add a sentence, to appease the Bawen family, any conditions can be accepted for the time being. I don't want the Babin family to send someone over to stop the trouble. β
"Yes. β
"In addition, if you return to your camp, add some magic addiction potions to the floating tray. With that, Slian waved his hand, indicating that there was no other command.
"Yes. This henchman slowed down and fell behind to handle everything.
Having dealt with that, Slian once again focused on the front, and three large fireballs were thrown out. As a result of this run-in, the accuracy has finally improved. The condensate barrier erected by the target team seemed to be a line slower, and the people in the team were visibly staggered by the shockwave.
"If the goal is going to fail, work hard!"
It's a pity that most of the people around are snorting and panting, and they don't have time to talk nonsense, so they can only raise their arms to talk and cooperate. However, the water magic warriors who ran on their backs shouted and really squeezed out three points of speed, without completely cooling out.
At this moment, the team in front seemed to be startled by the sudden acceleration of the pursuers, and suddenly there was a burst of shouts, followed by violent magic fluctuations and a burst of bright light that pierced the human eye.
Slian covered it with his hand slightly, squinted his eyes and tried to observe through his fingers, and a thought came to his mind. Is it infighting? Is that kid Evan finally starting to run out of luck?
The other mages in the pursuers were similarly hesitant and confused, and more were overjoyed at the hope of no longer 'running'.
"Listen, now I'll negotiate with you. Stop now, or I'll kill Evan as a grandson." Slian If you want to catch a live Evan, just listen to me. β
Slian blinked his eyes twice, not only feeling that the accent in his words was awkward, but also analyzing the information revealed in his words. Of course, he is not a three-year-old child, how can he be gullible and order his subordinates around him. "Keep chasing after me, and you, ask who is talking in front of you. β
The water-based magic warrior immediately exhaled and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Since you have asked sincerely, I am very merciful...... Ahem. I am the leader of the Vulture Order, the Great Bird King. β
Slian was not surprised by this answer, and if there was indeed infighting, only the leader of the Vulture Organization could be at odds with Evan. It's just that the name is a bit strange, remember that the guy is called Jiao Ming. But after thinking about it, I was relieved, Gentiles don't know how to give lingua franca names, Jiao Ming was probably cheated by someone, this is also a joke often heard in wine table gossip.
But it doesn't matter what the name is, what matters is how to make sure that they really have infighting, not a delay. As for Evan, if he can be captured alive, it is indeed worth the risk.
Slian groaned for a moment, firing flares as he watched with his binoculars as he commanded the water magic warriors to shout.
"Are you infighting?"
"Even the blind can see it!"
"How?"
"Do you want Evan's arms or thighs?"
"This kind of thing doesn't prove anything. β
"And what do you want?" the voice of the self-proclaimed Great Bird King asked rhetorically, his tone full of impatience.
"Leave Evan where he is, and of course we'll let you go. β
"When I was a child? A fool wouldn't believe that condition. β
"You have to believe in our way. β
At the same time, Slian finally got a glimpse of what was ahead. A small half of the team disappeared, and the rest appeared to be more seriously injured. Another blonde man appeared to be unconscious, with a noodle-like mantle under his armpit, his limbs shaking violently with the jolting of his steps. But in any case, it is impossible to see the face from this angle, and even if the face is seen clearly, the suspicion of tricks cannot be ruled out.
"Fart!
Hearing this, Si Lian, who was distracted by thinking, remembered that Jiao Ming was born in the crocodile collar, and subconsciously commented: "Sure enough, he is a vulgar and rude northern barbarian." β