"Well, no more nonsense! You guys keep going! Or double it if you don't train. ”

The mercenaries, who had just developed a good impression of the fat man, were immediately angry and vomited by the fact that this thing turned their faces and didn't recognize people. One by one, they glared viciously at the Thunder Terre, and those eyes wanted to poke him to death immediately.

"! Let's go together! ”

I don't know who roared like this, all the mercenaries suddenly realized, and rushed forward.

I'm also talking about fart samurai morality, damn it, I'm talking about it first.

And Ham, who was standing behind him stupidly, touched his mouth in a daze, and couldn't figure out how it was completely out of his control just now.

No one saw the mark on the forehead of the grinning Lei Wente that disappeared.

The final result still hasn't changed at all, and their physical strength has already been consumed, although this time there is more room to exert their strength than last time, and they are also more in their pockets, and they have used all shameless tricks, anyway, there is no one here to ask for face, afraid of something.

After that moment, they experienced the refreshment that they didn't have before, and it felt so good that they didn't care about anything, but in the end, they still couldn't stand the thunder that was a hundred times more shameless than them, and in the wreckage of the place, it was still this thing who laughed arrogantly to the end.

"I'm waiting for you to keep looking for a venue!"

With a burst of laughter, Lei Wen said with a big grin.

"You must have exploded your!"

He was answered by a local response to anger, followed by a unified burst of laughter.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a month has passed in front of me.

The group of mercenaries began to change drastically under the increasingly obscene training and sneak attack methods of Thunder Pattern, and the sound of beatings and spitting was heard from time to time throughout the third training ground, which made the other colleagues who were forbidden to watch all possible ways itch like cat scratches.

What are they training in the hands of the new rookie, but when they went to ask, the entire Fifth Brigade had a righteous and awe-inspiring face, and after saying a few words, they didn't know what kind of righteousness they had fooled and forgot the original purpose, and finally they quarreled together and immediately went to sell their lives for Lord Mary.

Did they have such righteousness and eloquence before?

Every mercenary who was fooled for a long time and left with his head touched had a unified question.

And in just this month, the form of the continent has begun to change dramatically, and chaos has completely descended.

The third prince of Troy, Mongomali Farrell, officially returned to China after graduating from the Divine Court to study academics. As one of the twelve chosen knights of the Faith Country, he set foot on this vast land with an unstoppable momentum with the 120,000 Eastern Crusade Army to calm the chaotic situation in his country and let his father's soul rest and redeem in peace.

A third of the wandering lords immediately joined his command and quickly occupied the entire Trojanambu region, occasionally trying to resist a few recalcitrant elements, relying on their own army to trap the city, but almost in the second day, the entire city was completely trampled under the iron hooves of the Eastern Crusade, and the whole city was burned for the cause of being polluted by demons, leaving no trace alive.

The kingdom of God no longer holds flowers and salvation in its hands, but swords and iron blood, and the pagan stake has been extinguished for a hundred years, and a steady stream of frenzied burning has begun. Under the shocking slaughter and the tide of god-like strength, the situation in the entire southern part of Troy was completely calmed.

The corresponding Spartan states, on the seventh day of the Crusade's entry into Troy, made a public statement internationally. Their troops stationed in Troy were bloodily slaughtered by the Crusades, and if necessary, Sparta would have chosen war!

In the afternoon of the same day, the 100,000 cavalry of the Spartan royal family had silently appeared north of the Trojan capital, and quickly occupied the entire northern artery.

The advance of the north and the south has been temporarily halted, and the standoff is maintained from afar, they are waiting for a sufficient pretext to start the war, followed by the division of the victors, and at the same time waiting for the last opponent to enter the chess game that will burn the entire continent.

Wizard Empire! There was no excessive movement, just close to the border area of Troy, the sudden uproar, and then completely quiet, but the original city began to permeate a sudden depression.

The major empires, having already ripped off the last of their faces, are only covering their shame with a piece of tattered paper of the agreement.

No one knows how long it will last, but even civilians in the most marginal areas know. The continent is going to be in chaos, and the war that has quelled a hundred years is about to be played out on the stage again.

Throwing aside a thick stack of materials, a faint mockery hung on the corner of Revente's mouth, and he threw a half-eaten apple into the messy paper basket, his squinted eyes radiating a wolf-like gaze.

"How's the preparation?"

"In such a short period of time, it can't be done according to common sense, and besides, we need money! Lots of money!! ”

Don Quixote, who had been promoted to the fifth pile of clerks, complained and said loudly with a messy head raised in the mountains of documents.

"Oh!?"

With an inexplicable question, Thunder jumped off the table and strode outside, a faint murmur coming from the air.

"It's time for the event."

In the dark corner of the room, Lei Wente raised his eyebrows, but he didn't bother to hide the hostility in his eyes.

As soon as he went out, Shawshank, who had stopped him mysteriously, was wearing a familiar elegant smile and whispered indifferently.

"I know what you want to do."

"Oh? What can I do? ”

Lei Wente stared at the other party lightly, and asked a rhetorical question of unknown meaning.

"You want to provoke a war between the sky and the heavens, and then devour it completely. But.. It's not easy to get there before the mercenary empire reacts. After all, these two people are not smart, but they are definitely not stupid either. ”

Shawshank smiled kindly, but like a demon, he unveiled the defense line in Thunderette's heart little by little.

Revent's face still didn't change at all, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Go on."

The other party's reaction made Shawshank more and more satisfied, and after sorting out his appearance, he was like the most perfect salesman.

"You need a partner! And I can help you achieve your goals in the most concise way and as quickly as possible. ”

He took out a delicate magic letter and coat of arms from his bosom, but gently sent out the demon's contract.

The pupils under Leiwente's eyelids shrank, and he said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I have any reason to trust someone who can betray his friend at any time."

"He doesn't have what it takes to survive the chaos that follows, and I took everything he had, but gave him a farm where he could continue to live with peace of mind! I think that's the most reasonable help for my friends. ”

Shawshank was still smiling, but the words he said were like twisted quibbles in hell.

"And you don't need to worry, there will be no betrayal until I find someone with greater potential than you."

Blinking his eyes, at this moment he was frank and said his values, but it made people more trusted.

Revent remained in place, not saying anything.

Only Shawshank's elegant voice was recalled in the space, and the demons generally threw out one temptation after another.

"What you need most now is time, and what you lack the most is time. No matter how arrogant the young wolf is, it will only attract the hunter to strangle mercilessly. ”

Stretching out the hand holding the letter, he stuffed it into Revent's hand, and seeing that the other party did not resist anything, a flat smile bloomed in his eyes, and he said softly.

"My first gift to you will arrive soon, and you are ready to accept him, dear friend."

Just as he turned to leave, a cold taunt from behind him sounded.

"You're not from here, memory manipulation are you!"

Memory Manipulation! This is a well-deserved spiritual top-level magic, and it needs to reach the level of people who have almost stepped into the divine realm to have eternal changes, and that is already completely controlling a person's life, so the supreme cannot resist the rules stipulate the price to be paid, and can only make simple changes that are not divorced from the facts.

There is hardly any legendary magic that a mage can use these days, but today it was said in an affirmative tone by Thunder Pattern. The smile on Shawshank's face froze instantly, and he turned around sharply, only to see the back of Thunder Stripe in the distance.

A smile bloomed on his face again, and he muttered softly to himself.

"I didn't choose the wrong person, my best friend."

One foot had just stepped into the third training area, but there were only a few teams of people hurrying out in the entire playground, and their eyes lit up when they saw Lei Wente's figure.

Surrounded him in the middle, and explained what had happened.

"Our people beat people up in Dongcheng District!"

These are the exact words they uttered!

Revent's eyes widened, he was furious at the time, he was in a bad mood for Shawshank's animal just now, and someone dared to beat his own people today.

When he opened his mouth, he was scolding.

"You bunch of shit, after training for so long, let it be beaten by others. Come with me and see who is so bold as to touch my soldiers! ”

A scolding made all the mercenaries smile in unison, and they all smiled with excitement and excitement on their faces, and rushed away with the butt behind Leiwente's ass who ran out in a hurry.

During this time, they can also be heard discussing with each other in whispers.

"In the past, we used to be mad at us, but today I can finally see what it's like to teach others a lesson."

"Mmmm, it must be their **."

A mercenary who had been poisoned by the Thunder Pattern Tyrant Chrysanthemum was grinning, and he was about to smoke with excitement.

The group hurried to the scene of the incident, the weapon store in Dongcheng District, and the mercenaries explained what happened to Lei Wente along the way.

The reason is that several mercenaries of the Fifth Brigade took advantage of today's rest to go to the tavern to relax together, and on the way back, they took a fancy to a very good weapon, and it turned out that several mercenaries of the Sky Mercenary Regiment also took a fancy to this weapon.

So these honest people under the command of Lei Wente calmly and sincerely proposed that they can give up the battle for this sword, who knows that the other party's people are unyielding, and must ask for their own kowtow to apologize, and keep saying that your captain is a trash.

Of course, they loved their captain very much, and they fought with each other in a fit of anger, but the other party actually killed them with a lot of people!