The Human Emissary's advice was clear, but Morka still needed time to think. Although he had gained initial trust in the human emissary through previous conversations, this choice involving the survival of the race could not be overstated. What's more, today's Botok tribe has suffered a great loss in strength, and it is stormy.

Because of his greed for the pie drawn by the great prince of the Boka clan, Morka has already made a losing choice. That choice created the current dilemma. Will he be able to make a second one?

Morka didn't know what to do.

But he thought maybe he could give it a try. At the very least, the human in front of him was really honest, so honest that he even told him not to believe in himself. And how can a person who can even say such things lack sincerity? (Writing this, the knife sighs softly, poor child.) I am afraid that in his simple heart he will never understand the complexity of human beings. ）

"I'll consider your suggestion. It takes time. ”

"You have plenty of time until this civil war is over." The human envoy said respectfully. But the implication is that there will be no time when the civil war is over.

Morka understood what he meant, and in fact, to the point where he was now, the intention of the Great Prince Evil had been clearly revealed. It's just that most civilizations fall into the beauty he sketches, but ignore the darkness beneath the beauty. The Bottok clan understood this at a terrible cost, but it was a little too late.

No one will see a race that has lost a lot of strength and not take action, with the current situation of the Botok race, even if the evil does not do it, other races will do it. Under the seemingly strict rules of the second world, it is actually still a naked law of the jungle. Thinking of this, Morka's branches and leaves suddenly swayed wildly and trembled!

Because he suddenly discovered that before he knew it, he had become the 'big cake' in the mouth of the evil mouth!

The evil did not lie to them, he did prepare a wonderful future, just. This future enjoyer is not them.

After the human envoy went down, Morka spent seven days gathering information. It took another seven days to think. On the third seven days, he finally made up his mind.

An ancient bark was sent to the human messenger by a slender dryad. There was a bloody smell on it. It was Morka's breath, and the bark had been ripped from him.

It's a cruel universe, and Morka never believed that anything could be earned for nothing. And at this juncture at the end of the Botok clan, he didn't want to be shaken in the slightest. Now that he has decided, he has to pay for this decision! This price was also offered to the Boca people. But now, he has been consecrated to mankind, and it is even more profound.

Ally!

Break the contract.

A part of all the creatures of the Bottok tribe is used as a contract carrier, leaving an ancient mark on fate. From now on, the Botok must act according to the contract, or they will be abandoned by fate. Of course, this bark doesn't carry all the living parts of the Botok, but it was peeled from Morka's body, and it has the same effect!

Because of the entire Botok clan. It's the embodiment of the ancient tree of Botok...... And Morka is the rebirth of the ancient tree of Botok.

One person is one family, not a myth, nor a fantasy.

Looking at this bark. The human emissary also seems to understand his importance. Solemnly saluted and took the ...... At the same time, the Speaker has already prepared an agreement.

By this time, aside from the ceremonial flaws, humanity had actually reached an alliance with the Bottok clan, and it was so profound that it lived and died together. Same. It is the same and different that lives and dies together, and it is the difference that lives and dies together. (Don't think about it.) The knife is not mistaken, you read that right. ）

In this agreement, the human race occupies an absolute dominant position, and can even be regarded as the suzerainty of the Bottok clan.

This is Morka's decision! Since you have to take refuge, you have to pay sincerity, and you can't get good results from two sides and three swords. Wasn't it an alliance with the Boca before? But the result?

So he has to give more, and this part is called loyalty. It's like the old era of chaos, the Fallen Angels and Crodil! Life and death are entrusted!

The human envoy obviously thought of this as well, and the handover was extremely simple. It doesn't matter what the ceremony is, the important thing is to get the benefits in your hands first. That's the Speaker's style. Etiquette or something, can you eat it?

However, Morka was not stupid, so in a later meeting he asked another question. It was he who had formed an alliance with the human race, and what did the human race use to protect Bottok, or their own achievements?

The words of the human messenger were also frank, frank to the point of heartbreaking. "I'm just the most unsuccessful emissary sent by mankind, and there are many such emissaries at the moment."

"How much is a lot?" Morka was still a little unwilling.

"Ninety-seven." The honest answer of the human messenger is the kind of honesty that can infuriate people. "For every race that has withdrawn from the civil war, we have sent emissaries."

"I'm ......" Morka was suddenly depressed, because he suddenly realized that when he thought that the race was a strange thing to live in, the human race had already been scattered all over the net, and he was only a small fish in the net. It is conceivable that when this civil war ends, the power of humanity will inevitably grow by leaps and bounds, even to the point where even the Boca people will be wary of it.

Without it, only because of human eyes and wrists.

This is Yangmou! It's the same as the evil one, only more effective and quicker.

The evil has planned all this for a hundred years, but the human race is just standing in his shadow, and it is easily completed with his strength. Although the effect is not as good as the direct annexation, this kind of alliance is not a kind of cohesion of strength?

The wisdom and ability of human beings can be seen!

At this time, of course, Morka will no longer worry about the safety of the tribe. Even if half of the envoys sent by the human race this time miss, the remaining half will still converge into a powerful force, coupled with the loose alliance of the human race, it will form a behemoth with the contract civilization as the backbone and the loose alliance as the branches and leaves! Even if the Great Prince obtained the throne of the Boca clan after the most evil, how could he dare to touch it easily?

In this world, you still have to speak with strength! The poor evil has been planning for many years, but in the end, he can only achieve two goals, and the fruits of victory are cut off by one-third. If Morka was him, he would definitely be angry.

What he didn't know, however, was that humanity had actually paid a huge price for it.

In the distant void of the mothership, the speaker was silently looking at a corpse slowly sent into the garden, his face pale.

The corpse was covered in bruises, half of which was mutilated, but there was still an unruly smile on that rugged face, and a broken giant axe was still clutched in his hand. Judging from his most rebellious posture, it is clear that he will not retreat until death.

Breaking the Seven Palaces, the toughest man.

"Rough" ...... Bass!

Die!!

At the age of 231!! (To be continued......)