Chapter 142, Gravity
As he spoke, he began to release a fighting aura to coerce him, and the masters of the sword god level were really different, and they could form a strong pressure on him from such a distance. Even a few people around him were affected, Mei'er and several other mages all held up their shields to protect themselves, while his father and Carlo released their fighting spirit to fight.
But Qin Chuan, who was at the center of his aura, was not affected at all, and still looked at him with a smile. He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows on the hills, no matter how much the third prince Flame Beamon strengthens his momentum, he can't take him in any way. His momentum was pressed over, and he quietly unloaded, and in his sense, it was as if all the power was pressed into the air, and there was no reaction at all!
"Interesting! You're the most interesting person he's ever met. The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, retracted his momentum and said with interest, "Your name is Qin Chuan, and his name is Long Xiaotian, do you have anything to do with each other?" ”
"He's his fifth son!" Qin Chuan replied with a smile!
"Hehe, interesting, so interesting, can you know how you got back?" The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, asked curiously, "After the attack took place, his subordinates immediately surrounded it, but they didn't even see a single figure?" Even if you can fly, you can't escape the eyes of so many people, right? ”
"Just as a reminder, it's late at night!" Qin Chuan smiled: "Your subordinates can also see it at night?" ”
"Yes, the minotaurs have night vision, and the trolls, as a race that is good at long-range attacks, have very good eyesight! At least in the bright moonlight that day, they could definitely see any bird flying in the sky! The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, explained, "He hopes that you can help him unravel this doubt in his heart!" "Quack, I know some of the secrets of the beasts, this idiot doesn't look like an old man at all!
"Never!" Qin Chuan smiled and said, "He likes to let his enemies die of depression in ignorance!" His words made the people around him wipe a cold sweat for him, and mocked a sword god-level beast prince who rode a giant beast in front of him, I'm afraid that he would dare to do it in the whole continent? Even the Pope doesn't have the guts. Both the nervous father and Carlo put their hands on the hilt of the sword in unison!
"This is so inhumane!" The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, complained dissatisfiedly, apparently he was not angry, only a little depressed, and then he smiled again: "However, the strength you showed is still very much appreciated by him, and for this, you have earned his respect, and he sees you as a person to communicate with." Otherwise, an enemy who is too weak is not qualified to let him negotiate in person! ”
"Negotiations?" Grandmother said curiously, "He thought you knew about killing?" ”
"For weak lives, that's true, but, for respectable opponents, they don't mind sitting down and talking!" The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, said with a smile!
"Understood, if you can fight, you will fight, and if you can fight, you will negotiate!" Grandmother said disdainfully: "It's really cunning enough? ”
"Don't talk nonsense, do you talk about it?" The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, is impatient!
"Tell me about your conditions!" Grandmother said.
"There's a reason why they've broken the rules and come to crusade against you this time!" The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, said solemnly.
"Oh? Say, he listens! "Grandmother said!
"They got word that there is a half-beast tribe that has renounced the belief in the beast god and taken refuge in the humans? Isn't that so? The Third Prince, Flame Beamon, rebuked harshly.
"Yes! Yes, there is such a half-beast tribe that survives in the human world and has joined the human army, as for whether he continues to believe in the beast god, this is not something he can know! Grandmother said coldly, "Is this serious?" Serious enough to mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops to conquer? ”