Pinto's long eyelashes twitched slightly. Although he is young, as a senior general, he clearly knows what is the key to the outcome www.biquge.info of the war, the demons are confident and fearless, but they are never arrogant and brutal, the young Lan Yan Demon knows that if his relict brothers did not lie, then the war they faced would be very cruel, or rather, it was foreseeable that defeat would be in the near future.

Piedro noticed the subtle change in Pinto's expression, his clenched fist loosened a little, and then said: "The most terrifying thing is that the first opponent you face is the human powerhouse who created all this, and the land you are about to set foot on is precisely his fiefdom.

The horror of this human is not that one of his fiancées is the granddaughter of the Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy See of Light, and that the other fiancée is the daughter of the most prominent double Holy Magister of the Gallant Empire, nor that he has us Troll Remnants as followers, and the support of those powerful Hill Dwarf allies, who are only strong on his own.

I think you've seen the blade in his hand, but you certainly haven't seen his guard, Braggett. It was a minotaur warrior who was more than three meters tall, and even with the strength of this battle maniac, it was not easy to wield that giant blade, because the large knife mixed with a large amount of Mithril weighed a thousand pounds, and if it was only about strength, this man would hardly lose to the legendary Beamon Behemoth.

Of course, as the common tribute (martial arts teacher) of the troll remnants, his martial arts skills have reached a height that people look up to. I don't know how many levels your Blue Devil Flame Sword cultivation has reached, but the Philosophers of the Du Lutai family will definitely not be able to support him for a minute under his long sword, which is one of the key factors that he can convince us.

What everyone can't understand is that this young nobleman is actually a powerful spiritual magician, in the past battles, he has shown a superb level of spiritual magic and dark magic, it is no exaggeration to say that in this field, he is almost invincible.

Since I've said so much, I'm not afraid to let you know more. The frost dragon you see today is his best friend, and his mount is a vicious three-headed dog of hell, and in the presence of some of the top-notch creatures of the underworld, it is estimated that your Megalodon will be scared into dementia. By the way, the woman who blew out your demon flame today is the Storm Queen, that is his magic pet, you may not know that the Storm Queen Kardashian is a spirit particle born from the Storm Goddess, that is almost half a god. Also, the stinking serpent had just become his pet, and because the smell of Schodermson was so unpleasant, he banished the guy who was said to be the general of the god of the underworld.

Actually, these are nothing, what I admire most is the courage of this person. You and I both know very well that the proudest character of the demon race is that we are more courageous than other races, we dare to face any enemy, we are fearless. However, when tens of thousands of elite wolf riders of the beast clan rushed towards me like a tide, I confessed that at that moment I experienced for the first time what fear was. However, when he passed by me with his long knife held high, I seemed to see in his eyes the fearless brilliance that only the demon god has, and he rushed forward so simply, and only led a few hundred of our guards to launch a counter-charge against the wolf cavalry of the orcs, that is, it was so simple, we followed him and tore a big gap in the wolf cavalry charge. Each of us believed that as long as we followed his pace, we could crush all the enemies into flesh, and only by following his pace could we rush out and survive the encirclement of tens of thousands of wolf riders. The truth is, we won that battle, and everyone, scarred, survived. What's even more unbelievable is that he infiltrated the orc camp alone, kidnapped the little prince of those barbarians in an army of more than 100,000 people, and finally facilitated peace talks between humans and beasts, which led to the tranquility and peace of the north. ”

Piedro said a little too much in one breath, he stopped to look at Pinto's slightly frowning brow, then licked his dry lips and continued: "No one believes that there is a favorite of God the Father in this world, but in Cape Rambet, a noble saint of light said that he is an oracle walking on earth. Well, such a farce can be directed, and we will not admit such an identity, but we cannot but admit that this person has wisdom far beyond ordinary people. ”

"Wisdom?"

Pinto jerked his head up at the words, his eyes narrowing and staring at Piedro's lips, as if trying to discern the truth of his words from his voice. Strength, even if he can push down the mountain with one hand, it can't make him frown, because after all, it only belongs to one person, and it doesn't mean much on the battlefield of the corps battle; As for magic and martial arts, they are only personal abilities, and they don't play much role on the battlefield, but wisdom is different, the reason why humans have always occupied the richest land on the continent, and the demons can only live in the dark abyss is because humans have super high intelligence, and this quality will continue to accumulate and evolve, and eventually ferment more terrifying than any magic, so when Piderot mentioned this word, he had to pay attention to it.

"Yes! ”

Piedro sat down in his chair as if he were in his own tent.

"The demons have been away from the civilized world for too long, and in the last five hundred years, a great wise man has appeared in the human race, and he ......"

"You're talking about Jonah the Sage?"

Piedro frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly, "Could it be that in the last five hundred years, there have been human beings who have been to the abyss of the demon race?"

Pinto picked up his wine glass, took a shallow sip, looked at the mottled portrait of the demon god not far from his side, and replied seriously: "A human being who is accepted by the gods, a person who can be respected and accepted by the gods, is naturally a god." Although the abyss is isolated from the world, the brilliance of the gods is everywhere, and if Master Jonah can be enshrined in the Temple of Light, it will naturally appear in the temple of the demons. So, of course, I know this human being who is called the 'Light of Wisdom' by the gods, but this great wise man has long since disappeared in the river of time, so what does he have to do with this young man you praise?"

Piedro pointed to the fine silver flask on the table with his chin, and Sean came up to pour him a glass, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to take the glass, and tilted his head to drain the wine in one gulp. The cheese wine of the demon clan has a bitter taste, which is far less delicious than the human grape wine and rum, but it is better than the strong.

Piedro opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of wine, and then slowly replied: "Jonah has traveled all over the continent above us in his life, and has used his wisdom to help countless people, including us demon remnants. This person's wisdom is as vast as the water in the sea, astronomy, earth, mathematics, literature, magic, alchemy, except for martial arts, this person is proficient in almost everything, and he has many insights beyond ordinary people.

Jonah recorded his thoughts in a charcoal pen, which later generations used to call the Book of Jonah, and later he left this magnum opus, which contained all the light of his wisdom, to his savior, the dwarves of the hills who lived in the Narondo Mountains. The book was so profound that the dwarves could not read much for generations, and as long as they could learn some superficial knowledge, they all became the most honorable high priests without exception. Yet, in the winter of the previous year, the young man had read the book of Jonah in its entirety in less than three months, and he not only understood it, but also commented on and supplemented it. What is even more rare is that he used his wisdom to bring the light to the holy city that the hill dwarves dug into the caves, which is why the hill dwarves stand firmly behind him. ”

Perhaps the liquor was too aggressive, Piderot burped loudly, then shook his somewhat dizzy head and continued: "You would think I was bragging for him when I said that. However, I think you should know how powerful it is to blow up the alchemy of your War Thorn Demon. ”

Piedro paused slightly when he said this, and the corner of his eye just collided with Pinto's awe-struck gaze, which contained a murderous aura that seemed to pierce people's hearts, Piedro smiled slightly, and looked away at the big crater that had just been blown out by himself not far from the tent.

"The young man named Aragorn called this thing a 'grenade,' and it sounded strange, but it was very vivid, like the thunder of the god of thunder who ruled nature, and after a loud bang, it was destruction. Master Jonah had spent nineteen years studying this thing without success, but Aragorn was able to casually speak of the alchemy that could turn ordinary people into master magicians, and at least in this respect, his wisdom surpassed Jonah's. ”

"Casual?"

Pinto's blue hair stood on end, and he stared at the leisurely Piedro, his hands on the table trembling slightly. Piedro didn't seem to notice Pinto's irritation and confusion, he pointed to the equipment that was thrown into a pile behind Pinto, and said with a smile: "This kind of thing is common among the army of Aragon, in his words, it is called 'individual regular equipment', each soldier can receive three at a time, and the officer will replenish it before the next battle." ”

"You mean, there will be many of them, not just a few?" Pinto's forehead was bruised, fine beads of sweat ran from the back of his neck to his back, and he didn't bother to wipe the sweat, desperate to get an answer from Piderot's mouth.

"Yes, the efficiency of the dwarven craftsman is very high, and in his warehouse, such a thing is not five thousand but three thousand!"

Pinto didn't hear what Pidero was saying, as he had already taken the other two 'grenades' from Sean that he had just found from Pidero's leather bag. Obviously, his people did not lie, from the battle during the day to now, he has seen at least six of these terrifying alchemy objects that should only exist in legends, the sturdy human threw one, and two fell from the mountain for no reason, and the remnant Piedro demonstrated in his military camp to detonate one, and there were two in his hand. This thing looks like a melon at home, and it doesn't weigh much in your hand, but why does it make such a loud noise and set off such a terrifying wave of qi.

Blue Flame Demon Pinto's hair was wet with sweat, and locks of it stuck to his face, looking like weeds that had been drenched in a torrential rain. Old Sean caressed his nephew's long hair lovingly, whispered a few words of comfort, and then turned and walked up to Piedro.

"The boy of the Du Lutai family, if you talk about age, you have to call me uncle. The troll's Misu and the Dulutai family have been friendly for generations, and I know that the Dulutai family's Zhexian will not lie.

However, you should also know that the demon race is not a race that gives up easily, and just a few words of intimidation from you can't scare the footsteps of the thorn demon. Go back and tell you that Gongka, the demon clan has no warriors who run away without a fight, since we have arrived here, we must fight to the death, defeat us turn around and go back, continue to recuperate, victory, the demon children will kill this continent, to regain what belongs to them. ”

"Your things—is that continent above your heads? is it the sunlight that can scorch your blue skin? or is it the rice grain that your stomach can't digest at all? Wake up! For these things that have been obtained and useless, the demons have already buried a generation, isn't that enough?"