"Reason."

Ye Qiong said this sentence indifferently, there was no reason to surrender, he would not believe it.

"The strength of my fish-man tribe is far inferior to yours."

"And."

"I'm not your opponent, your spiritual power is as vast as the sea, and you have reached the pinnacle of high-level monsters."

is worthy of being the most knowledgeable one among the fishmen, and he still uses idioms, but Ye Qiong still said unrelentingly:

"Not enough."

Mogol was silent, he knew what Ye Qiong was referring to, he was also a monster who specialized in spiritual power, he naturally understood the state of this Goblin King at this time.

A spiritual force pressed against his shoulder, and he felt the pressure increase suddenly.

"You've missed one more crucial thing."

"Your condition is not particularly good, I am afraid that it will not be long before you return to the Sea of Mothers."

You fish-man, you are quite good at talking, the so-called Mother Sea is the habitat of Tiamat, the mother of monsters, and returning to the Mother Sea is a high emotional intelligence term for "death".

This sentence was still known to Ye Qiong when he was playing the Goblin Sage's word adventure game, and every time he died, his diary would have eight words written on it: "You have returned to the Sea of Mother." ”

The idea of the fish-man prophet is very simple, don't you just want them to surrender, anyway, you won't live long, just dress up and pretend, so you have face, and we don't have to see blood here, the best of both worlds.

If Ye Qiong was a virtuous king, I am afraid that he would really accept their submission, and it would be a good deal to take down thousands of fish men without spending a single soldier, but unfortunately, he was not.

A powerful spiritual coercion struck Mogol, and Ye Qiong spoke:

"You seem to have mistaken a precondition, the purpose of my coming here is to start a territorial war to make you submit, but by the way, and I don't need this kind of disloyal submission."

Mogol sensed that something was wrong and just wanted to escape, but was punched to the ground by Sharut on the side.

Ye Qiong slowly walked down from the frame, looked down at Mogol, and said condescendingly: "If you hide in the rear, it may be a little troublesome, but I didn't expect that you took the initiative to send it to the door." ”

A kick on Mogol's body, interrupting its casting, is where the mage's downside comes in, once they are close, the pre-cast shake is enough to kill them.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Mogor's pupils were red, and he said through gritted teeth.

"Didn't you say that? A territorial war, and your absolute loyalty. ”

"No way, there's no way I'm going to let go of my sea of knowledge." Mogol replied without hesitation.

Once he lets go of Zhihai, he will become the puppet of the other party, and he is also a monster specializing in spiritual power, and he knows the other party's thoughts clearly.

"I have only one condition, to plant my spiritual imprint in your sea of knowledge."

Mogol was silent, if he really agreed, his life and death would be completely in the hands of the other party.

Ye Qiong didn't give him much time to think, and ordered the Poison Demon King to go to the river to poison him.

The fish people in the river had been watching the negotiations on the shore for a long time, and they had long been ashamed and angry.

Now the Goblin King is going to kick his nose in the face and throw poison into the river, how can he bear this? Do you really think of them as fish on the chopping board, and you can handle them at will?

He jumped to the shore on the spot and fought with goblins, minotaurs, and cat demons.

Mogol refused to give up, and continued to persuade: "If this continues, your subjects will suffer heavy casualties." ”

"It doesn't matter."

"They're going to have a grudge against you."

"It doesn't matter, either."

Mogol was annoyed, and his voice was a little louder: "Then what's important?" ”

Ye Qiong pointed at him and said, "Whether you are loyal or not is very important to me. ”

The screams of the fish-men came one after another, and these voices kept beating Mogol's heart, and it wasn't supposed to be like this.

Finally, he looked up at Ye Qiong and said through gritted teeth: "You tyrant." ”

Then he continued, "Let's do it." ”

For the first half of the sentence, Ye Qiong nodded with satisfaction as if he hadn't heard it, and planted a spiritual imprint in his sea of consciousness, so that the life and death of this fish-man prophet was completely under Ye Qiong's control.

After doing all this, he shouted at his fighting subordinates, "Stop." ”

Mogol was also extremely annoyed and unwilling to say: "Stop. ”

In this way, the Third Territory War can be over.

Ye Qiong didn't embarrass Mogol, the goblin tribe is not suitable for the survival of the fishmen, and he didn't force them to migrate, but just patted Mogol on the shoulder and said, "I hope to witness your loyalty in the future." ”

The implication is obvious, if there is a war in the future, your tribe will also have to help.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, Mogol still half-knelt down and replied: "It must be so." ”

Returning to the tribe with the legion, Ye Qiong also began to plan to deal with the silver dragon, the first and second elements have been achieved, and then as long as he hunts the silver dragon, he will be able to evolve into a goblin tyrant.

The first thing to do is very simple, know the life and rest of the silver dragon, so that he can start to set traps, and he handed over this work to the cat demons, who are agile and not easy to be found as spies.

The second is to make weapons, just with the weapons of the current goblins, it is impossible to break the dragon scales, and Ye Qiong sent the goblins to look for ore veins to make weapons.

The third is to improve his strength, he must seize all his free time to cultivate and increase the success rate of hunting silver dragons.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and during this time, Mogol and Kate, as well as Sharut, replaced the three goblins as the king of the Seven Martial Seas.

The goblins found a vein of iron ore and handed it over to the minotaur tribe to craft weapons.

Ye Qiong's request is very simple, prepare a dagger for each of the goblins, and a bow to quench the dagger and arrows, which is the most suitable way to fight for goblins.

The cat demons also found out the habits of the silver dragon, this silver dragon is very lazy, only every three days to come out to hunt food, near the cave where he lives, there is a river, every time after hunting he will come here to drink a sip of water.

And Ye Qiong himself has also pulled his mental state to the best, today is the day when the silver dragon goes out to hunt, and the monsters in the tribe are afraid and apprehensive, this is the dragon clan standing on the top of the monsters, can they really hunt successfully?

If it weren't for the extreme fear of Ye Qiong, the goblin king, I am afraid that many goblins would have chosen to flee before they set out on the expedition.

"Let's go!"

With Ye Qiong's order, the mighty monster army set off in the Silver Dragon Cave due north.

This time, Ye Qiong even called the fishman tribe, and it can be said that he did his best to ensure that this hunt could be a complete success.

Although Mogol was apprehensive in his heart, he still chose to say what was in his heart: "Are you going to evolve into a Goblin Tyrant?" ”

Although Ye Qiong was a little surprised by this, it was not surprising, this fish-man prophet didn't know how long he had lived, and it was normal to know some secrets, so he nodded and replied: "That's right, why do you have a good plan?" ”

"What kind of good and bad strategy, this is the dragon clan, the existence of standing at the apex of monsters, adults are the race of super-grade monsters, how can we win?"

"Is he an adult, then?"

"No, but even so, it is impossible to defeat him, and we don't need to face an opponent who can't be defeated."

Facing Brother Morgo, who chose to frantically persuade him because of fear, Ye Qiong just patted him on the shoulder and replied:

"I can't win anything, I don't understand. Even in the face of an invincible enemy, it is the nature of our goblin clan to choose to fight hard. ”

Mogol was tempted to reply, "You fart." ”

If it weren't for the goblins who walked in front of him and their legs were trembling, he would have believed it.

What is brave and fighting, all fucking fart, if it weren't for you, the tyrant, who ordered it, they would never have touched the silver dragon for the rest of their lives.

The nature of the goblin Mogol is clearly remembered, that is, he bullies the weak and fears the hard, without the slightest sense of adventure, and the group of goblins in front of him was obviously carried up by him, the goblin king.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the goblin king at all, Mogol had to keep his mouth shut, hoping that the silver dragon would be able to stagger their army of monsters.