Devil's Journey

Chapter 36 The Power of Faith
'It's almost enough for the time being, and it will be difficult to control if there is more. '

This mountainous area is cleaned by Talia's noble private army every year, so there are no powerful tribes, but it will not work if you go deep into the South Tyrell Mountains. The deeper the mountains, the more powerful tribes and monsters are hidden.

These powerful tribes and monsters lived in the depths of the vast mountainous area, and reached a friendly agreement with the outside human countries with blood, each established their spheres of influence, and the outskirts of the mountainous areas were buffer zones.

Julian knew how much he weighed, and also understood that his current prestige was all based on the weakness of the tribes outside the South Tyrell Mountains.

Otherwise, Julian would have to kneel if any strong man of the golden rank appeared. Now that he has collected so many mobs, it is time to find a suitable place to rectify a little bit.

roar~
The sudden roar of the dragon woke up the monsters who were immersed in the killing. Looking up, I saw a green dragon swooping down, and a yellow-green dragon's breath spewed out from the dragon's mouth, and the monsters below were sprayed. An unlucky guy.

Before the poison is released, they will be sprayed bloody and bloody in the violent dragon's breath, or even in pieces, and those monsters who have not been sprayed, as long as they inhale the poisonous gas blown by the dragon's breath, they will be covered in blood within a few breaths. Turning black, skin eroded, mouth and nose spurting blood, and a few seconds later, he would die in pain.

The dragon's breath ended in a blink of an eye, and more than [-] monsters and demons were directly sprayed to death by the dragon's breath, and more than a hundred mobs were poisoned to death by the floating poisonous gas. In the blink of an eye, Julian's army was reduced one tenth.

Although most of the dead were low-level miscellaneous soldiers, Julian was still trembling with anger. Could this world be better? He had only been complacent for a few days, Mr. You, and now he was kicked out by a damn green dragon.

The green dragon hovered in the sky for a while, and let out a loud and clear dragon cry. Even people who don't understand dragon language can hear the pride and joy in that voice.

"Grass! Which family's brat is this! Is there anyone else, the dragon is in charge!" Julian has already seen it at this time, the green dragon is clearly still a silver-ranked youth dragon, but this youth dragon Sending out the dragon's breath almost caused Julian's army to collapse.

And the reason may even be that this damned green dragon saw two groups of 'ants' fighting when passing by, rushed down on a whim and spit, watched a group of 'ants' die, and then happily ran home.

Annoyed, Julian stared at the departing green dragon for a while, and then ordered Boluo, the ogre, to see if there were any orcs alive in the orc camp. If there were any, Julian wanted to ask them. Whether the green dragon lives nearby or is just passing by.

After a while, the ogre Boluo came over with an old orc. Julian raised his eyebrows. There are not many old orcs who are not shamans. Survival in the wild is difficult, no matter whether it is an orc or a wolf man. It is difficult for Jing and even mountain people to live to old age.

And in the case of insufficient food, some of these elderly tribesmen may not even have the chance to get out of the tribe to fend for themselves.

Unless one possesses the right to sacrifice and possesses great power, one can enjoy his old age in peace, but how did such an old orc who is not a shaman priest and has no great power survive?
"My lord! Have mercy! Old Jock is useful, very useful!"

Before Julian could ask, the skinny old orc fell on the ground and begged. Fortunately, with the passive skill of mastering languages, Julian can understand as long as it is not a specific magical language or a language outside the universe. and learn quickly.

"Hmph, let's not talk about whether you are useful or not. I have something to ask you. If you answer well, you can live. If you answer badly, it happens that my wild goblins are hungry, and they are not picky eaters." " Julian, who has not turned back into a demon body, sat lazily on the frame, holding the obedient and silent little loli in his arms, like a nobleman holding a kitten.

"Yes, yes, my lord, may I ask you, Old Jock will say anything, and old Jock will tell you what he knows." The old orc lay on the ground with his buttocks pouted, wrapped in rags like a sack.

"Well, very good. What I want to ask is, have you seen that green dragon just now? Does he live nearby, or is he just passing by?"

"Yes, yes." Old Jock responded first, but hesitated to say it, and then he was whipped by the dog-legged ogre Boluo, and the broken sack was torn apart, leaving a scarlet scar dripping with blood. Stayed on Old Jock's back.

After a scream, Old Jock didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly poured out everything he knew like beans in a bamboo tube: "Yes, that green dragon lives nearby, hiss~ that dragon, that dragon lives in the south On the cliff not too far away, the green dragon suddenly appeared more than a year ago, and then came to collect taxes every other month, and the leader refused to surrender to the Lord because of the green dragon as his backer."

"It's really stupid, do you think that having a green dragon as a backer can stop me?" Julian gritted his teeth, wondering if he could find a chance to kill the green dragon.

There is a huge innate gap between creatures. Even different creatures of the same level have very different combat power and lifespan. Unless they become gods, this gap will be infinitely narrowed.

But before that, the gap between a silver-rank goblin warrior and a silver-rank giant dragon is undoubtedly very different, even if the giant dragon is underage, it is the same as the difference between an ordinary template and a hero template.

Although demons are also high-level creatures, different types of demons will have large errors in the same level. They are growth-type high-level creatures, which are different from naturally high-level creatures such as dragons and elves.

In contrast, human beings are considered moderate in all aspects, not too powerful, not too long-lived, with a high or low reproductive rate, high or low intelligence, and not particularly firm will. It's not very good, and it's not too bad, but the combination of various conditions makes human beings the largest race in the material plane.

Although Julian was reborn as a demon, he was not corrupted by the will of the demon abyss. He still has a certain affection for human beings, but at the same time, he also has some fears and expectations for human beings.

'Maybe you can try to cultivate a sect that worships me, and then establish a country that believes in demons as its religion. 'The power of faith can be refined into divine power, and naturally it can be refined into magic power, just like crude oil can be refined into different oils.

Faith comes from the soul, and it may be compared to the relationship between eggs and chickens. God protects chickens from being predated by wild animals, but taking away the eggs is a relatively gentle stream of water.

Demons, on the other hand, like to kill chickens and eat meat directly, and they often spy on human beings, like wild beasts, wanting to be full at once.

(The author actually doesn't understand these things very well, so it's a random metaphor, as long as it makes sense.)
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