As he spoke, the space behind the void began to tear, and the blue electricity was like a pair of powerful magic hands, tearing open the void space, and as the lightning overflowed, the behemoth walked out of the cracked space.

The long snout swayed from side to side with a huge force, sweeping the approaching idlers aside, the two long tusks shone with a white brilliance, shielding their masters from potential dangers, and the heavy footsteps shook the air with a muffled sound, and the snow-white elephant walked out of the cracks in the space.

The elephant is five meters high, carrying a hut made of high-quality bamboo and wood, the appearance of the hut is simple and unpretentious, but with the movement of the white elephant, the surface of the hut actually reflects bursts of golden light by the sun, look carefully, the expensive azure bamboo is wrapped in layers of gold sheets, it is rare that these gold pieces are so thin, not only reflect the sunlight, but also make the color of the bamboo itself also revealed, so ingenious design reveals a huge cost, expensive to the extreme.

The white elephant chirped and stopped behind the edge of the void, and the beautiful woman sat on the trunk and smiled at Genos, "Okay. Cute little mercenary, let's go. Go to the Twin Moon Empire!"

Mufasha, who was watching all this from the tower, nodded in satisfaction from the enchanting "performance", judging from the performance of the Rim of the Sky, she was indeed fit to seduce the monarch of a nascent empire and make him degenerate enough to be used for herself.

Think about it carefully, a beautiful woman with soft skin and a beautiful face crawls naked to a man's bed at night with a charming and sinful smile, and that man is a conqueror standing at a certain apex, so how can a strong ruler** refuse this temptation? In fact, the beauty trick is already a tried and tested means for this orc merchant.

Sipping on a cold glass of wine, the proud dictator happily slumped into his chair. Pull down the fat pants and enjoy the service of the male slave. His eyes looked at the white elephant in the distance through the wine glass. Appreciating, reverie.

The journey from the location to the Twin Moon Empire was only three days, and on the night of the last day, Yuan Zhikong and Geros admired the red moon in the sky by the campfire, a disc like a heart, and the edges shone with red light of different lengths, and in the eyes of the people, the red moon surged with fresh vitality, and in the black night sky, the red moon danced alone to express her mood like a proud unrestrained girl.

The blood-red red moon casts a blurry light on the earth, and the body of the night is bathed in a layer of bright red, like a light veil that gilds the lifeless darkness with touching feelings. The edge of the sky shining in the moonlight was like a vampire in the dark night, and the two watery eyes reflected the fire and the moonlight, and the mixture of fire and moon red made the charm in the woman's eyes reach the extreme, and Geros on the side was itching. As if noticing the strangeness of his companion, a pair of slender legs gently exchanged and swayed, and the originally snow-white skin was set off by two red lights to create a bewitching red, like a dream demon in the depths of a dream, attracting the attention of the mercenary.

Shaking his head violently, forcibly dispelling the ** in his heart, Geros, who was clutching each other with his two hands, stiffly changed the topic: "It's almost at the border, why haven't you seen a sign?" As he spoke, he looked around stupidly, focusing on a certain point in the night, forcibly diverting his attention.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Yuan Zhikong chuckled: "Fool, is your mercenary for nothing?" As he spoke, he gently pulled down the light veil covering his chest.

Faster than lightning, Geros quickly closed his eyes and shouted, "I've been active in the Red Horse Empire." And didn't the Twin Moon Empire exterminate mercenaries 8 years ago? No mercenary dares to go. As he spoke, he unconsciously tightened his grip on his badge, grasped the hard hilt of his sword, and did not think about his inner impulse.