The only thing that is currently at war with the ogres on Ilvon Island is the army of Nimbala, led by Yas and Sonya, and Odom's meaning is also very clear, that is, to cooperate with Nimbara's army.

It's just that if he wants to cooperate with Nimbala's army, Ron naturally has to show his strength.

"Sonya, you're here to command!"

"I'm going to scout!"

Yas's crotch is also Pegasus, and it is one of the more powerful of Pegasus's two-headed blacks, which he rides high and flies over the ogre's walled city.

"Luckily, it's not finished yet!"

The Ogre's strength and stamina were at the top of the workforce, but the size of the entire walled city was so large that in the northwestern part of the walled city, there was no rock fence built in the steepest part of the area, but only a solid log fence.

At the same time, Yas's eyes saw that behind the ogre's walls, there were many furnaces and houses, and many humanoids, including humans, lizardmen, and gnolls, were working hard under the ogre overseer's whip, and a little slowness would be rewarded with a whip. Those who were whipped to the point that they could not get up and continue their work were carried away by several other ogres wearing only aprons with a grinning smile.

"There are so many ogres, there are thousands!"

And after flying around the walled city, Yas's mood became heavier and heavier - in the entire walled city, the number of ogres he saw alone was already hundreds, and if you count the resting and those who did not show up in the houses, there were definitely thousands of them.

Such a number shows the long history of this ogre tribe - ogres live slightly longer than humans, but a ggrek consumes more than ten times as much food as a human every day, and if it is not gradually developed, the tribe will definitely not be able to afford such a huge food consumption!

"It's a grim form!"

"I need to discuss it with the Archmage!"

After encircling again, Yas swooped in the direction of Nimbala's army, ready to negotiate with the black-robed archmage - after all, there were only a thousand warriors from Nimbala this time, and without good tactics and stratagems, it would be impossible to defeat such a large tribe of ogres.

However, when Yas began to dive and prepare to land, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the side of the two blacks, and when he looked sideways, he saw that it was a black owl, and on the owl's back, it was a brownish-yellow moonlight mouse with a prominent silver line on its back.

As Yas watched, the moonlight rat on the owl's back suddenly grinned and revealed a pair of sharp front teeth, and then fluent lingua franca came out of its mouth.

"Hi Pegasus Knight of Nimbala, hello!"

"I'm Ron, the Moon Rat Man, and I want to work with you!"

............

"Hello, Your Excellency Archmage Rost!"

"I'm Ron, the Moon Rat Man, and I want to cooperate with you with the ogre clan in front of me!"

Following Yas, Ron eventually came to the top of the entire Nimballa army - Yas was originally reluctant to lead Ron to Archmage Rost, after all, he was a strange intelligent race.

However, Ron secretly used the divinity of the wind - Yas, who can ride a pegasus and soar in the sky, also has a wind-like temperament - so it was easy for Ron to win his trust, and with Ron's small body, he achieved his goal.

"Hello!"

"A creature with half a foot that has stepped into the realm of the gods!"

"If you are willing to participate in my experiments, I will provide you with sufficient payment!"

Retracting his gaze from his note, Archmage Rost's gaze skimmed over Ron's tiny body, and then immediately became blazing—he didn't even respond to Ron's request for the ogre's cooperation, but simply invited Ron to be his test subject for the experiment of divinity!

"I'm sorry, I don't want to participate in your experiment!"

"I just wanted to work with you for a short time about the ogre tribe on Elvon Island!"

Naturally, Ron would not agree to be someone else's test subject—the last time he was almost hung up by the Lich as an experiment was still echoing in Ron's mind—if it weren't for the divinity of the halfling goddess of friendship in his own small crossbow, Ron would have died long ago.

From that time onwards, even if Ron died, he would never be an experiment for the caster!

"That's a shame!"

"I also want to explore the rules for the generation of divinity!"

"After all, the ability of elemental creatures to give birth to divinity without relying on faith when they are promoted is still a mystery in the entire Torreel world!"

Sighing that he had lost a good test subject, Archmage Rost asked as he refocused his gaze on Ron.

"Mr. Ron, why should I cooperate with you on the matter of the Ogre Clan?"

"If I wanted, I could destroy half of the ogres by myself!"

"Archmage Rost, you do have this ability!"

"But you won't!"

"Because you're here to study these ruins, not destroy them!"

As an archmage who has reached the top of the Path of Legends, Ron believes that given Rost enough time, he can unleash a massive meteor shower, or hellfire to wreak havoc on the ogre tribe.

However, under such a high-level spell, the ruins of ancient civilizations occupied by the ogre tribe would also be destroyed - this is something that an archmage with a research mentality would never allow.

So, Ron's heart is stable - he firmly believes that the black-robed archmage in front of him will cooperate with him.

"Bang bang bang!"

A crisp round of applause rang out, and Rost stepped off the flying carpet and crouched down in front of Ron with a smile on his face—he was showing his will on an equal footing, but even so, Ron's small physique could only look up—so, using the divine nature of his body, Ron slowly floated until he could meet the standing Archmage Rost.

"It turns out that you have the divinity of the wind!"

"I'm getting more and more interested in studying you!"

Shaking his head, as if trying to dislodge the mind of studying Ron from his mind, Archmage Rost eventually made eye contact with Ron.

"I agree to work with you!"

"However, if you can't come up with a good plan, there is no need for us to cooperate!"

"No, the need for cooperation is absolute. ”

"Because, I have this!"

Smiling, Ron retorted Archmage Rosst's words, then pulled out a slender rusty key from his dimensional pouch.

Then, Archmage Rosst, who was still smiling, immediately widened his eyes!