The demon world I designed.

Chapter 859 Greedy?

"Master Priest? Are you still not retreating?" the deputy general asked cautiously.

He actually guessed what the priest wanted to wait for, but was the risk too high? Wasn't it just because the risk was high that I didn't take action?
"Wait a little longer." The priest took a breath, and the scarlet color flashed slightly in his eyes: "Just leave enough time to break out, there is no need to retreat so fast, since that guy dares to be so big, don't let him show off more How?"

Lieutenant General: "."

At this time, the soldiers of the 16th Route had begun to suffer losses, and their physical strength had declined seriously. The originally calculated time may not be accurate. Do we really want to take this risk at this time? After all, you have chosen safety, right?

At this time, the bee flying across the battlefield had cold eyes. Seeing that the priest had no intention of retreating, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Demons always feel that they are superior to humans because they have a lot of experience passed down from their ancestors, which is enough for them to have excellent experience without having to experience anything. But is this really the case?
Are the inherited memories and my own experiences the same thing?
If the inherited memory can make every descendant as outstanding as their outstanding ancestors, how can there be a decline of the ethnic group?

The differences between individuals cannot be changed by inheritance, at least not completely!

This guy took a safe route at first, but now he can't help but take risks. The reason is very simple. He has never been a mature and prudent general. If he was a mature and prudent general, what would he be doing now?
But if he is a courageous person, why didn't he dare to do it himself in the first place?
To put it bluntly, he is just a guy who dares not take responsibility but cannot resist temptation.
While he was mocking in his heart, he saw a silver light coming towards him. His pupils shrank and he immediately dodged as much as possible, but the silver light still left a blood mark on his face.

At this moment, everyone around seemed stunned, including the general who took action just now!

This courageous coward——
"Ah"

Do you still want to continue to rush into battle now?

When he thought of this, he directly signaled to continue sprinting. This scene made all the generals of the 16th Army stunned.

real or fake?

After all, he had learned about this person's speed just now, and one person could support him in sixteen directions. If this single person's ability were really different from his own, he might not even be able to hold on!

But he could see clearly that he wasn't careless just now. This guy's skills had already become instinctive. The reason why he couldn't dodge was because he didn't have enough physical strength. Some of his previous extreme moves would become a little stiff at this time.

"why are you laughing?"

Quefeng quickly retreated and wiped the blood on his face. The opponent was a Suzaku Guard attribute, with Suzaku's most authentic Nanming Lihuo. Even he could not easily recover from the burning wounds. His eyes were extremely cold for a moment.

Zhang Xiaoyun's face was gloomy. Seeing that the high priest neither took action nor retreated, he was already anxious. However, at this time, the woman sneered, which was really depressing.

He just counterattacked subconsciously, but he didn't expect it to be effective?

The general was so shocked when he was stared at by Bird Bee that he forgot to order the soldiers to surround him for a moment. Bird Bee just gave him a cold look, then quickly retreated and continued to support other roads as before.

Speed ​​is always supported by strength. Without strength, how can there be speed? Lack of physical strength, sluggish Qi and blood, and no matter how exquisite your skills are, problems will arise.

"How did such a person become your war priest?" Ziyue said quietly.

The priest who had been at the home court had a keen eye, and when he saw this scene, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. Maybe others had seen the situation too clearly and thought it was the other party's carelessness.

He is a person who cherishes himself very much, especially his face.

Quefeng's face was gloomy. He knew that the other party was going to increase the pressure and force him to stop, so that he could expose more flaws.

He shook the silver gun in his hand, obviously still a little unbelievable that it could hurt the opponent.

"He's slowing down!"

Zhang Xiaoyun frowned: "War priests are screened from tens of thousands of elite disciples, and they can only sit in that position after passing dozens of assessments."

"Assessment?" Ziyue was stunned for a moment, but then nodded: "That's right. After all, in these declining years, there is no chance of actual combat. There is no way to assess and select candidates."

If it's about the level of force, just compete with each other, but if it's about military ability, how can we select talents without actual combat and without assessment?

Few people who want to come to this world know the allusion of talking about war on paper. Performance during the assessment is one thing, but actual performance is another matter. Just like now, if he were put in the assessment, he might not choose the same thing.

"Priest, you are taking too many risks." A faint voice sounded beside Zhang Xiaoyun.

Ziyue looked back and saw that the man was completely black. He was not the body of any of the Four Holy Guards. He was a parasite. He seemed to be a human character, and this guy had a very high status.

Although he did nothing, judging from the fact that he could make the remaining six lieutenants follow orders behind him, his status may be no less than that of the war priest.

But for such a character, I can’t even remember who he is!

"This is not called risking, this is called greed." Ziyue responded to the other party's words: "If it were taking a risk, he would take action personally as soon as possible. He does not dare to take risks but is greedy. Such a person is very deadly as a commander. of."

The other party was silent after hearing this.

The status of the war priest is not low. If the martial priest is still there, he may be able to force the opponent to retreat, but now
"It shouldn't be a big problem. He is also a measured person. If he still can't exhaust the stamina of the reincarnation after a while, he will naturally retreat. It will be too late by then. At most, there will be more casualties among those behind. ”

"Really?" Ziyue looked into the distance with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

She doesn't think so.
"Report!"

A loud voice came, and the three of them immediately looked over. It was a tall general, wearing black basalt armor, walking quickly like a hill.

"what happened?"

"There's something going on over there at Xuanwu Palace!"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, and then said with a cold expression: "Are they coming towards us?"

"It's a large number of giant pythons, like a tide. Do you want the priest to retreat?"

"Quickly" Zhang Xiaoyun was about to speak, but was stopped by the man in black.

"Your Highness, don't panic, it's not that time yet."

"But."

"Please believe me, old slave"

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoyun seemed to trust the other party, which made Ziyue stunned.

In my impression, this guy is very unruly. Even he is dissatisfied with the high priest Chuanwu. This man in black seems to be of an unusual status.
And for some reason, she always felt like she had seen this guy before.

When did you see it?

"Your Highness Princess." The man in black looked at Ziyue first.

"Say it." Ziyue said lightly.

"Chen Ying is in your hands, right?"

"Yes." Ziyue nodded and revealed a small space fragment. Among the fragments was Chen Ying, who was adjusting her breathing with her eyes closed.

"Please give it to the old slave!"

Ziyue: "."

(End of this chapter)