Pinto heard his cry and replied angrily, "Die, ugly rat." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "The flames in Pinto's body have been extinguished, but he still raised his big sword, followed behind the thorn demon, and approached the waterhole, he made up his mind that even if he died here, he would fight to die with the fat mouse, this is the brave national character of the demon race.

Liang Ke slashed two backhands, chopped up the two mice that had scurried in front of him, ran two quick steps behind Pinto, and grabbed Pinto's arm with one hand.

"Calm down! We can't kill these rats, let alone the fat otter. ”

"Nonsense!"

"Look at that waterhole. ”

Liang Ke ignored Pinto's angry gaze, pointed the knife in his hand at the waterhole where the fat otter was hiding not far away, lowered his voice and said quickly: "This guy crawled out of that small puddle quietly after confirming that his rat subordinates surrounded us, and when he encountered danger, his first reaction was to hide back in that small puddle, even if you summoned the thorn demon that he couldn't resist at all, he didn't run away immediately, don't you think there's a problem?"

Pinto was not a reckless man, after Liang Ke's reminder, he quickly calmed down, stopped his steps and stared at the puddle, nodded and said: "You're right, the blood of the rats flows into that puddle, it's like entering a bottomless pit, and there must be a cave under that puddle that leads to other places, what a cunning guy." ”

"So, we have to stabilize him first, once he escapes from there, we can only bury in the mouths of these disgusting rats, revenge is not yet the time, we need him to take us out of this labyrinthine place. ”

Although Pinto is young, he has a lot of experience, and he can lead an army of more than 100,000 people, how can he be a mediocre talent, of course he knows how powerful it is, the young general gritted his teeth and nodded, but the compromise in his heart cannot be discovered by the opponent, otherwise the balance of negotiations will be tilted towards the other party, and he still pretends to drive the thorn demon towards the fat otter. Liang Ke saw Pinto's sneak handover, and pulled and pulled behind him like a little daughter-in-law, shouting loudly.

"My general, my general, please calm your anger, it will not do us any good to lose both, what is the use of you killing him? Our warriors cannot be resurrected. ”

"Our warrior cannot die in vain, he must pay with his life to pay for his sins. Pinto swung his greatsword and slashed at the air, making it look like a fish was dead.

"Your Excellency Baron has a point, how can war not kill people, we are not enemies of life and death, why do we have to go to meet the Lord Hades together?"

"Cunning guy, you have to pay the price. ”

"Okay, okay! Impulsive young man, if you insist on killing me, then we'll ......"

"Don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, if you take a step back, why should you hug each other and die if you can live? ”

Liang Ke saw that the fat otter was forced to run away again by Pinto, and immediately stood up to play the round.

I'm tired of eating rat meat every day, and I've almost forgotten what race I once was. If you can't get my interest, let's go meet the god of the underworld today!"

Atwood said toughly, but in fact, he had already given the rats an order to defend, and the black and oppressed rat swarm retracted to his side, surrounded the small puddle, and stared vigilantly at Liang Ke and the others.

Liang Ke saw that Atwood was so cooperative, and he also hurriedly summoned back Sanduo, so that he and the Storm Queen could rest quickly, if they couldn't talk, they still had to work hard next, and it was important to maintain their physical strength.

"Your Excellency, after all these years, have you not thought of returning to civilization?"

Liang Ke laid the big knife flat on the ground, stepped on the surface of the knife with his foot, and then quickly pulled it out, wiping the blood from the knife with the sole of his boot. After asking this sentence, he took out the kettle and poured it a few times, and his dry throat felt a trace of warmth.

"Back to civilization? Hmph, what do you think you'd do if you met a talking otter outside? If I went out alone, I'm afraid I'd have become a circus clown." Not to mention that I am a beast tamer who has no ability to survive on his own, even your terrifying pet, if you dare to appear alone in the sight of humans, there will only be two endings, one is to be killed by humans as a threat, and the other is to obediently become a powerful mage's pet. Guy with no brains. ”

The fat otter rolled his eyes and despised Liang Ke's retarded mind, Liang Ke scratched his head, feeling that the analysis was extremely correct, he laughed dryly, and did not feel embarrassed, and continued: "It turns out that His Excellency the Earl's concerns are here, so why don't you consider finding a priest to relieve your Transfiguration?"

Atwood felt the torment of talking to this fellow with a head like a stone, and he smashed his cane on the ground, and almost roared and scolded, "Are you a stone bear? Even if I could get out, where would I find a high priest who had no hatred for me? Do you think Gabling's Transfiguration is a small fireball in the hands of a junior magician? Do you think that the High Priest who knows Gabling's Transfiguration is a purple cabbage in a peasant woman's basket? I really don't understand what is wrong with the gods? How can you make such a stupid guy as you a strong man who can enslave high-level magical beasts. ”

When the fat otter rolled his eyelids again, he couldn't see a single black eyeball, and Liang Ke was in a cold sweat from Atwood's series of questions. Piedro twisted his face to the side, pretending to pack up the baggage scattered by the battle, Pinto covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing, and the taunts of Achilles and the Queen of the Storm were heard in unison.

"Shame!"

It seems that only Sanduo is the most sympathetic to Liang Ke, because only Sanduo didn't speak, but this damn guy let out an inopportune fart in Liang Ke's spiritual world.

Liang Ke gritted his teeth and gurgled, but his wooden head was really not angry, so he could only twitch his skin and continue to talk to the otter who was desperate.

"Your Excellency, you're right, such a high-level curse once disappeared. As far as I know, with the fall of the Beast Trainer and the Priests winning the exclusive favor of the Beast Emperor, the hearts of these proud fellows began to swell, and there was no one else in their eyes. They began to live a life of luxury, drunkenness, and death, and were no longer willing to crouch in a dark laboratory every day to try those curses that hurt others and themselves, and did not have the opportunity to practice and learn the necessary things. Until one day, the spies brought back the news that Alderney was already very weak, and the human countries that had endured the oppression of the orcs for many years finally united and launched a counterattack against the orcs.

In that war, the bloated, confused priests tasted the fruits of what they had sown. Their war songs could not cause the gods to descend an aura of blessing, their curses could not instill a trace of fear in their opponents, and the High Priest, who had once been high and looked down on all beings, did not hesitate to spend the few lives he had left to redeem his defeat, and activated the ultimate form of Gabling's Transfiguration in an attempt to transform himself into the most powerful metal dragon of all. Ironically, he actually sang the wrong curse syllable at the last moment, not only did he not complete his transformation, but he also attracted a curse counterattack and buried himself under the iron hooves of the human cavalry. Hahahaha! Maybe he's the deadest-dead high priest in history!"

Such news did not bring a little joy to Atwood, after all, the decline of the orcs was not what he wanted to see, he silently closed his eyes, and the dead branch in his hand snapped.

Liang Ke was surprised that Atwood did not gloat, and admired this stupid-looking fat otter, a wronged man who was exiled by the motherland, after many years, still cares about the comfort of the motherland, this is a true patriot. He smiled and continued: "After that defeat, Alderney finally began to re-understand the accumulation and cultivation of power while paying a terrible price, and the priests also began to understand that without comparison and checks and balances, they would only make themselves arrogant, and finally end up in mediocrity. So the tamers returned to the table, and the priests began to work hard to regain their former glory. Finally, after many years, the spell of Gabling's Transfiguration sounded again in the Great Wasteland of Komnia, and the genius who was able to use this ultimate curse became the high priest of this generation, and most importantly, the old man happened to be my friend. ”

"Are you telling the truth?"

Atwood did not miss every word Lao Liang said, he has been living abroad for many years, but he has always been concerned about Alderney, missing his relatives and friends there, which is also the only motivation for him to persist in living to this day. Therefore, as soon as Liang Ke's words fell, the fat otter jumped out of the puddle at a speed that he should not have reached at all, but as soon as this guy's little short legs landed, he turned around and quickly rolled back into the puddle, staring at Liang Ke vigilantly with his two eyes exposed, and his breathing, which was aggravated by excitement, caused the small puddle to ripple in a circle.

"Hehehe! Your Excellency the Earl doesn't need to be so nervous, since it is a negotiation, of course I will have some valuable chips in my hands, not to mention, in front of honest demon friends, how can I ruin my reputation?"

Pinto, of course, could understand Liang Ke's voice, and when he saw Liang Ke's eyes nod firmly to him, he said very cooperatively: "Atwood! Although I disdain to make any deal with you, what Mr. Aragon says is as true as the rock in your hand. Pinto Misu, the Blue Flame Demon, can swear by the glory of his ancestors that this human gentleman will not deceive you. ”

Pinto snorted coldly as he finished speaking, and turned his head to examine the squire's injuries, ignoring the two cowards who had turned the battle into a bargain.

At this moment, Atwood was a little dizzy from the shock of the sudden good news, and he was in the mood to pay attention to Pinto's oath. The fat otter walked out of the puddle with trembling steps, holding on to the half-cut stick, and he struggled to control his vocal cords, trying not to let his voice tremble.

"You just said that you became good friends with a high priest who had mastered Gabrin's Transfiguration?"

"Of course! We have fought to the death together, and I am sure that if I ask him, he will never refuse. ”

"The significance of Gabling's Transfiguration to the High Priest, and indeed to the entire Orc, is extraordinary. Not only can it turn an enemy like me into an ugly and filthy ground mouse, but the ultimate curse, if cast on the caster himself, could turn him into almost any creature he has ever seen in the world, so I know full well that the gods will only bestow such powers on the most devout believers. Even if you have such power, it is extremely difficult to use it freely, as you said about the tragic end of the guy. This friend of yours ......"

Liang Ke smiled slightly when he heard Atwood's concern.

"You can rest assured, I saw the High Priest remove the Transfiguration for my staff officer and restore him to his original appearance, and it doesn't seem difficult for him. ”

"Oh, you've seen it with your own eyes, you've seen it with your own eyes...... He uses Transfiguration?" asked Atwood nervously.

"Yes, it looked like a humble little trick, and in the blink of an eye he was done. ”