Devil's Journey

Chapter 62
Afterwards, the silver swordsman was stabbed to death with a steel fork by Benji with a wild laugh. It was eaten by a group of little devils.

Julian felt deeply sorry, and couldn't help but blame Benji for being too wasteful. It would be a waste to let these little devils eat such a strong corpse. Beautiful succubus.

The time moved forward a little bit, and Julian, who was hiding on a distant mountain watching the fierce battle, watched with relish.

"Oh, he really deserves to be a good guy from my demon race. This single-minded fatal impact is like an on-board charge, but it seems to be in line with the nature of demons." Hiding in the distance with his own Julian, who peeped at the battlefield with sharp eyes, held the well-behaved Jeanna with great interest, as if watching a blockbuster movie, and complained while watching.

Too bad there was no popcorn.

Julian scratched Jeanna's face regretfully, and like a kitten, Jeanna lay in Julian's arms without armor. After transforming into a witch, Jeanna liked to stick to Julian's arms even more.

Maybe it's also because Julian has been maintaining the image of a handsome and charming big brother recently. After all, appearance still has a great influence.

"Hehe, Benji seems to have become a lot stronger. It seems that there have been a lot of murders and arson. It's been a long time since I saw you, but it makes me want to die. Although it's not a big grudge." Julian didn't expect to be able to When I saw my old boss again, I immediately decided in my heart that I had to treat my old boss well later.

When he came back to his senses, Julian frowned and thought, why the friendly army he had contacted hadn’t arrived yet, the sun was almost setting, and those orcs should have climbed nearby. The flowers in the center here were about to wither. If you want to come to a thousand miles to help, you will not be able to.

Fortunately, these orcs were not as low as Julian thought. Before Julian got angry, the gray wolf orc tribe finally arrived. There were more than 700 people in the whole tribe including slaves, and 500 people who could afford weapons went to the battlefield. Lots, um, including beefy female orcs and half-sized orcs, and slaves capable of fighting.

At this time, there are still nearly a thousand combatants under Julian's command, and there are [-] orcs in the Gray Wolf tribe. Showing the power of magic, the odds of winning are not small.

"What? Those orcs want more money!" Julian was taken aback when he heard the words, and then sneered twice: "Okay, after this battle, except for this valley, the surrounding mountains are theirs, and then tell them, I In the future, I plan to take people down the mountain to rob, and if they want to rob, they can go together, hum, no matter what conditions they ask, first agree to it, and settle the score later."

"Yes, my lord." Bo Luo, who had grown a magic horn on his forehead, chuckled when he heard this, his face was full of treachery, and at first glance he was not a good person or an ogre.

"Wait." Julian's eyes narrowed slightly, and Rianna, who had the cat in Julian's arms, seemed to feel a chill, opened her eyes vigilantly, and then looked up at Julian curiously.

"Carrots alone are not enough, you need a big stick." Julian then said to Bo Luo: "Let Adu and Ron lead the team to follow you. If those orcs dare to dawdle, they will threaten to do it. At worst, let them go." That guy Benji, let’s get rid of this group of uninterested orcs first.”

"Yes, my lord." Bo Luo's chubby face showed some comprehension, and he turned his head to call his good friend, the troll Adu.

After Boluo left, Julian withdrew his gaze and looked down at Jeanna: "Nana, how is the magic power?"

"Huh?" When Jeanna was snoozing in Julian's arms, her face turned bitter when she heard this, and she said softly, "It's okay."

"It's just okay, but you are the number one saintess of my Destiny Church, how can you be okay." Julian's face was serious, and at this moment the power of the strict teacher trembled, making little Rangna's expression stiff, her mouth flattened, Both eyes became dull.

At this time, the leaders of the Gray Wolf tribe who had been invited by Julian gathered together, looking at the tragic battlefield with some hesitation.

"Father, Great Elder, do we really want to help that demon fight another demon?" The person who spoke was a strong and young orc, with the strength of a bronze superior, and his open chest was full of scars. He looked like a good man on the battlefield .

The one-eyed orc was a little silent when he heard the words, and then turned to look at the old shaman, with a little inquiry and hesitation in his eyes.

But the orc shaman did not answer immediately, but looked at the surrounding mountains and sighed softly: "What a wonderful territory, the mountains are not high, there are not so many steep and difficult cliffs, and a lot of fields can be opened up in the valleys. The prey in the mountains are plentiful and fat, and there are not so many big tribes and powerful monsters."

Turning around, I saw that the one-eyed chief and several other orcs also showed their approval. Compared with the crowded deep mountains, there are high mountains everywhere, and the better places are occupied by those stronger tribes. All kinds of powerful monsters even There are adult dragons, and a small tribe like them can only survive in the cracks, and such a good mountain can't get their turn.

The old shaman sighed again. The tribal people still had too little knowledge. The mountain in front of them was the best fertile soil in their eyes, but they didn't know that the flat land below the mountain, which looked like a lake, was the real fertile soil.

"Hey, if this land belongs to us, the cubs will be able to support them. At that time, if we annex a few tribes, our gray wolf tribe can also become a big tribe. Maybe we can produce a gold-rank big tribe in the future." Chief." Another silver-ranked warrior from the Gray Wolf Division, the younger brother of the Cyclops, couldn't help showing a bit of longing.

"Yes, but the premise of all this is that this land belongs to us." The old shaman whispered.

The one-eyed chief, his younger brother, his son, and several warrior leaders in the tribe fell silent after hearing the words, and turned their eyes back to the battlefield at the bottom of the valley billowing with black smoke.

"But...but that red-and-blue-eyed demon can really keep his word?" the young orc asked in a daze.

The old shaman shook his head with a wry smile. He couldn't be sure, let alone really believe it, but sometimes he had to believe it.

All the orcs were silent for a while, and at this moment, suddenly an orc with a hunting bow rushed over: "Great elder, chief, that ogre is here again."

After a short pause, the orc said angrily, "That ogre brought a lot of people this time."

The faces of all the orcs changed in shock, and they couldn't help holding the weapons hanging around their waists. Only the orc shaman was silent for a while and said, "Don't panic, Lord Boluo. No, let's go together. "

(End of this chapter)