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Dozens of barrels of high-altitude Vodega were brought directly from the warehouse, each barrel was a standard hundred-pound bottle, and Modo was planning to use Vodega to completely drown these Slavic thugs.

In short, in order to buy these newly recruited thugs, Modo also took out all the good goods at hand.

From the moment he saw Vodga, Konev was attracted by the wonderful smell that permeated the tip of his nose, and although he had just withdrawn from his madness, his whole body was weak and even the pain in his bones was terrible, but this did not prevent him from struggling to attend the good meal that came out of the mouth of His Majesty the Tsar.

After waiting for the little dwarf to finish his welcome speech and take a sip, Konev grabbed the large glass in front of him that contained more than two catties of wine, and drank all the wine in the cup.

Accompanied by the intoxicating aroma, the crystal clear liquid tasted incomparably clear in the mouth, but after a few seconds, as the wine entered the stomach, a hot sensation that he had never felt before rushed directly from Konev's stomach to the top of his head, and Konev felt as if his whole body was on fire, indescribable pleasure.

As a people living in such bitter cold as the Silian Ice Field, it can be said that men, women, and children alike have an indescribable fanatical love for spirits, but Konev swears that he had never drunk such a wonderful spirit, and that the so-called spirits he had drunk before were the stuff of fooling the little cubs of the tribe.

This is what the Slavs should drink, and he even felt at this moment that this thing called Vodega was simply made for the Slavs.

He subconsciously looked left and right, and the hundreds of clansmen present all showed extremely satisfied expressions without exception, and it was obvious that everyone's clansmen had been completely conquered.

Looking at the Slavs who were intoxicated by the charm of Wodegar, Modo seemed to be affected, he also raised a large glass, and then shouted: "If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home, no matter how much you can drink, Master Modo can take care of enough." ”

Amid the chanting of 'Ula' in his ears, Modo drank the liquor from his glass.

When Modo regained consciousness again, he found that his head hurt badly, and it seemed that no matter how he evolved, the body of this little dwarf on his body was still too far from his previous life in terms of alcohol consumption.

I vaguely remember that before he completely lost consciousness, those Slavs and himself were completely drunk, Konev's goods were like chicken blood, and there was no longer a little frail appearance in his whole body, and he patted his chest and promised that as long as he was allowed to charge in the future, he would dare to kill the headquarters of the Temple of Light with a bottle of Vodga in his hand.

Then, I don't know how to start, Master Modo became the object of the toast of the Slavic animals in the audience, I don't know how many large cups he drank in a row, and Master Modo finally fell to the ground.

"Such a big person, I don't know how to control it, don't you know that drinking like this hurts your body?" Although he didn't open his eyes, Modo could tell that it was the voice of the little fox Helena, and it must be a cute appearance at this time.

Maybe he felt that he was still angry just by scolding a few words, and the little fox slapped Moduo's face a few times with his hand, but it was estimated that he was really reluctant to use force, and such a slap was more appropriate to describe as a stroke.

A ghost idea suddenly rose from Modo's heart, as if awakened by a little fox's slap, Modo sat up from the bed at once, and then began to wipe his eyes in a daze, as if he was about to open his eyes.

Suddenly the little fox was startled, and then quickly lay down on the bed and began to pretend to be asleep.

The little fox opened a trace of eyelids, looked at Mo Duo carefully, only to see Mo Duo look around blankly after opening his eyes, and then glanced at the little fox, and then carefully covered the quilt for the little fox who pretended to be asleep, and continued to fall asleep.

An irrepressible touch rose in the heart of the little fox Helena, and she hugged the little dwarf and hugged the shiny bald head into her warm embrace......

The arrival of the Tsar's Guards led by the brothers and sisters Konev and Catherine made up for the gap after the departure of the Thirteen Ogre Taipo Knights, and they were all incorporated into the little dwarf's personal guard battalion, plus the original hundreds of powerful orcs, finally made the number of Modo's personal guard battalion exceed 1,000 people.

As for the combat effectiveness, originally as the strongest of the younger generation of Slavs, Konev could almost have twenty-one level strength within half an hour of entering the state of madness, and now after being successfully developed by Modo with the ability of the second madness, he has the strength comparable to that of ordinary legendary powerhouses after the second madness.

However, it is unreasonable to say that the current Guardian Battalion is stronger than the original, because now the thirteen evolved Ogre Overseers, just by joining forces, they dare to fight with the three legendary powerhouses who have joined forces, and this is still without the blessing of any war song and magic.

But in any case, it was still a very pleasant thing to receive such a vote of loyal and powerful thugs, and then the question of why the Wizards' Guild could not hire Slavic mercenaries was also answered from Konev's mouth.

It turned out that the Tsar's Guard, which had traveled a long distance through almost half of the continent of Fira, conveyed the news that Modo was the prophesied Emperor to all the leaders of the Slavic mercenary regiments abroad.

Although these leaders still have doubts about whether Modo is really the legendary Tsar, but in the face of the employment of the Wizards' Guild, unless they can really confirm that the little dwarf is not, they will never dare to accept this employment task.

There are even a few mercenary groups directly belonging to the War Bear Tribe, which will come to the Iron Collar to report allegiance to His Majesty the legendary Tsar in the past two months, and the total number of these mercenary groups exceeds 12,000 people.

Thinking of the performance of 12,000 berserkers who had gone berserk for the second time under his mad war song, Mo Duo felt an uncontrollable excitement, and when the time came, he would definitely be able to blind the eyes of the entire continent.

However, it is still necessary to fight the crucial underground world war first, and just now, the swan housekeeper Krell sent an urgent message from the underground world that she had just received.

On the two-finger-wide note, there was only a simple line of words, 'The alliance of the three major races has been assembled in the Troll Emperor Capital', and after tearing the note apart, Mo Duo knew that he was about to set off.