wandering fairy

Of course, any attempt to change the beautiful and harmonious reality will be strongly opposed. Even if the chief just put these actions in his mind and did not implement them, he was criticized by countless centaurs. They always pretended to be deaf and dumb when asking tentative questions, and when they got out of the chief's account, they immediately couldn't help pointing and criticizing, as if the "great chief" they kept shouting signed their debts. Not to mention changing the entire centaur race, but asking the warriors under him to drink in fragrant sandalwood cups. They all seemed extremely impatient, and several senior priests in the clan objected fiercely: " This is the decadent way of life of human society, it is their sugar-coated flying arrows, and it is a criminal artifact that tries to overthrow our tribe! It should be resolutely cast aside and resolutely attacked! If it is a centaur, come in and shout together!" So any change is not acceptable. It was possible, when the great chief was hesitating and helpless, the god Setunus suddenly sent down the only oracle.

I must be the favorite of the god Certunus!The great chief kept encouraging himself: Why did God Certunus only give me a sign?Because only I see the major flaws of the centaur race, only I intend to change this backward situation, and only I try to make the centaur civilization pass on forever!And the rest of the centaurs, whether they are priests, chiefs, chiefs, or leaders, are all lack of foresight and go about their lives like fools!Let them know, but it will cause huge panic and civil unrest.So the supreme god Setunus chose me, the true leader who has the most vision and is most suitable for leading people in the era of change, to be the king who leads the centaur race out of the wild!I am the darling of God Certunus!I am the future hero!

After a month or two of self-indulgence, he really started to do things.The centaur tribe must change!Must slowly change from nomadic life state to other life state.Otherwise, all changes are subject to interview.Then the most direct way is to occupy the rich mineral veins that Naintus passed next to, transform from a nomadic people to a semi-commercial people, and then take advantage of the contradictions between various countries, various mage associations and the church of gods to play by ear, slowly eating away at the land, slowly Slowly change the traditions of the entire tribe. \\ In a word: Use interests to induce everyone to change!

Sure enough, God Setunus was protecting him.At this moment, Vermeer, an ignorant idiot, actually sent a strange-looking ogre of green goblin blood, and secretly brought him a very important piece of information: the royal family of Naintus discovered that they were found on the edge of the grassland and the barren mountains. A large agate mine and green malachite mine were discovered.But the defense has not yet been completed!

Vermeer, a greedy fellow, encouraged himself to surround the capital and the new mining area to blackmail the royal family, extorting a large sum of money as before and leaving.It's a pity, how did he know that the great flying hoof god of war and the supreme god of the centaur race, Certunus, has chosen me as the king who will lead the era?So he pretended to agree to Vermeer, and sent troops to attack Naintus.

But everything changed when his army marched near the capital of Naintus. Instead of attacking the capital according to Vermeer's request, he dropped the main force to this rich new mining area, Metellus. The place where the tribe will thrive in the future, they really captured this place and concentrated the elite of the tribe to start building defensive fortresses at key points in the mines day and night.As for other things, such as attacking a certain village, looting a few local nobles.It's all just fancy tricks.

certainly.Vermeer has also changed, he really tipped off his tribe's mortal enemy, the Scoulus tribe!hehehehe

The great chief couldn't help laughing, this idiot always thought that he was great and that everyone was being tricked by him.In front of people, he pretended to be courteous and humble like a corporal, and fooled a large number of people.But I am not an ordinary centaur, I am the future king anointed by God Setunus!The first time I saw this guy's eyes, I discovered the cunning, viciousness and hypocrisy hidden in the pupils, and the first time I stood side by side with him, I asked him about his despicable aura.I don't know what expression he will have after being plotted against me this time?Hahaha it's really interesting.

At this time, his thoughts returned to the real mine fortress.The subordinate centaur had already stopped cheering.Because the armed forces of Vermeer and other local nobles began to attack upwards again.

This time they actually played for real!

Most of the previous attacks were nobles driving some low-level fighters to attack blindly upwards, but this time they were all burly ogre and bear goblin fighters wearing refined scale armor.Under the leadership of the ogre magician and the bear-goblin warlock, a group of more than ten people attacked at high speed.These warlocks were surrounded by warriors.And the warriors were continuously blessed with mage armor, arrow protection, energy resistance, etc. by the warlocks, and some ogre magicians even cast the obscuring fog on themselves.Covering the soldiers around him in the vast white mist, he took out the "Stride" magic wand he bought, and began to attack upwards quickly.

At the back, a group of warlocks also began to take out more acid arrows and lightning beam magic wands, emitting a green rain and white lights that were as sharp as spears, and continuously bombarded the fortresses of the centaur. Some middling priests of the three-headed evil dragon god even took out expensive spell scrolls such as Ice Storm. After the spell was cast quickly, those fortresses were already overwhelmed by hailstones like flying hammers, frost wind like sharp knives, and lightning like sharp axes. Shrouded, those fortresses that were bombarded remained silent like corpses.

Under the cover of this dense firepower, the soldiers who were charging on the hillside were getting closer and closer to the fortresses everywhere.

After a hundred steps, the other party did not move.

After fifty steps, the other party did not respond.

Thirty steps, the other party did not hesitate.

A ferocious lightning bolt as thick as a python shot out from the fortress, and after rushing into the noble army, it ran wildly and horizontally. Among the splashes of lightning, some soldiers who lacked the effect of "resistance elements" were already groaning like they were heavy and heavy. The rotten stone rolled down the hillside.

Then "huh" a series of fire wall spells lay between the noble battle groups. These long walls of flames that could melt gold and iron spread out vertically or horizontally, turning them into cages of flame grids, enclosing these powerful fighters. tied up in it.

Then bursts of dark green "Acid Mist Technique" suddenly appeared in the fire prison, as if the haze of death shrouded every warrior and warlock.The effect of the "resistance element" on them was quickly disintegrated, like a violent rain of sulfuric acid, and it began to corrode the attacker's strong body like fire.Their skins were burned to the point of being riddled with holes!

When the aristocratic armed forces who carelessly underestimated the enemy screamed and retreated one after another, a large group of light black "heavy fog" suddenly appeared around them, and their whole bodies seemed to be trapped in a black quagmire.Being stuck tightly by this light black mist, it is really difficult to move.

After such a delay, the acid mist technique began to invade like lungs again, and everyone who was corroded vomited blood.A series of lightning bolts flew down from the fort like a group of snakes coming out of their holes, killing a large number of corpses on the spot!

The nobles finally couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately called for money to withdraw their troops.By the time his troops retreated in embarrassment covered in smoke and bleeding from their mouths and noses, they had already dropped [-]% of their offensive force on the mountain.

Smelling the smell of burnt corpses in the air, all the nobles ran to Vermeer's big tent angrily and shouted: "What's going on? Why do they have a lot of sixth-level spell scrolls? Did you see that?" !Serial Lightning Firewall Acid Mist Art, these are all 6th-level spells! We think the 6th-level Ice Storm is too expensive. They are a barbaric and vulgar centaur tribe. How can they have money but not those things?"

Vermeer sat on the shining throne of the sculptor's fiery flame with a gloomy expression, and said with a gloomy expression, "It is estimated that the Three Towers will be sold to them! It's like selling it to the scorpion."

But the nobles on the opposite side were not reluctant, and shouted excitedly: "But the scorpion people only use the third-level fireball lightning beam, and even the fourth-level ice storm is rarely used. The Metellus tribe also How do you use such expensive items?! Everyone has seen it. They use it desperately! I think if you play for two more days, the cost of spell items will be enough to buy half of the Metellus tribe! Could it be? The whole family has signed the contract of selling themselves?"

With fierce hatred in his eyes, Vermeer gritted his teeth and said, "Who knows what the hell they're doing? Maybe they really signed the deed of prostitution!"

The great chief of Metellus took a serious look at the ferocious battlefield filled with smoke and dust.The scorched ground, which seemed to have been washed by magma, was full of horrible stumps and broken bones.The centaur subordinates cheered excitedly in their ears: "We won! Look at them crying for their mothers. Hahaha" "Advanced spells are so easy to use. After one round, they will be beaten to death." All over the field. If you come again a few times, you will die!" "Thanks to the great chief for bringing us such powerful spell items. With them, we will surely win!"

It seems that one side has the chance to win.But the great chief smiled wryly to himself: just this one formal battle consumed more than half of the high-level magic items, which is half a year's income of the tribe!If the enemy attacks again.There is nothing I can do by myself!

In his anxiety, he ignored the cheering subordinates around him, and went straight back to the large stone room specially prepared for him in the fortress. After closing the simple wooden door, he smiled wryly and took out a sea blue card with the logo of the Three Towers Federation. Smooth contract.The same radiant magic aura faintly glowed on it, revealing a little bit of the huge magical power contained in it.

It was an extraordinary curse power. Once the contract was signed, they had to be their thugs for a full five years. Otherwise, this curse would not only kill the great chief himself, but also harm his successors and everyone in the tribe. Leaders, let them die one by one or become insane or too sick to govern, and finally lead to leaderless dragons, prompting warlike tribes to fall apart due to mutual civil wars!

The risk is huge, but to realize your dream, you must win. To win, you must have enough magic items and enough magic items. If you want enough spell items, you must have enough money.

But the tribe has no lack of courage, greed, or rage, but what it lacks is money!

The great chief sighed heavily, and said to himself with a heavy expression: "It seems that this time, it is impossible not to sell yourself. Although the conditions of the contract are very harsh, at most it is just a few years of long-term employment for the Three Towers Federation. Compared with the eternal inheritance of the entire centaur race, what is this unhappiness? I just hope that the great God Certunus will bless me to win this war, otherwise once those vulgar and blind subordinates If I know the content of the contract, but lose this battle, I will be torn to pieces by these mindless high-ranking people. Alas, everything is a matter of money, it's a damn problem!"

money.It is always a critical and troublesome question.

The same is true for the royal family of Naintus.When a crystal dragon ogre priest came to the big hill next to the new mine with a large box of gems and the king's tome, and found the high priest Sinano who was going out with the army, he was accompanied by Jay Leno, the barbarian mentor. The halfling spoke.

Seeing that the visitor was wearing a rose-red robe that was crystal clear like jade, Cynano knew that this person came on behalf of the church.He had to stop talking, went up to salute and asked, "I don't know what the church has decided?"

This older crystal dragon-veined ogre priest is a typical fence-sitting faction, neither biased towards the royal family nor human beings.As a result, he was neglected by the groups on both sides all his life, and had few opportunities for promotion. He was mixed into a wrinkled and dull age, and had not yet been promoted to the position of high priest.

But sometimes such a person is needed, such as now.Some time ago, the gemstone dragon veins who controlled the power of the church wanted to beat and kill "Pastor Aililu", but now they suddenly want to curry favor with him.If there is no such a wall-riding faction as an intermediary, the other gem dragon veins will have no face to come to see Sina Luodi.

The wrinkled and aged dragon-veined ogre priest just looked ordinary, and said in an aging and hoarse voice: "The church wants to invite Pastor Aililu as a specially-appointed instructor to train the dragon-veined psykers, and strive to Let them all train into half-dragon bodies to strengthen the strength of the church. Therefore, I want you to take the money and this letter of appointment to Faznura Village. Be sure to lobby Pastor Aililu to agree."

Xi Naluo's face remained motionless, but he was secretly thinking: to strengthen the strength of the church?Is it to strengthen the strength of your dragon vein psykers? !Now we human psykers can still occupy a certain position and voice by virtue of our numerical advantage. If you all become half-dragon bodies, what will we humans do?The body of a half-dragon is not only physically powerful, but also extremely powerful.Moreover, intelligence perception and learning ability are also several times higher than that of human beings. In that case, your gem dragon veins will really "come forth in large numbers", and your quality advantages can overwhelm our human beings' quantitative advantages.If things go on like this, it will be very detrimental to us humans!

So he pretended to have nothing to do with himself and joked: "Didn't you want to kill him a few days ago? The policy changed so quickly? I'm afraid there will be some changes in the church in a few days. I'm going to kill people again .I am not a human being inside and out. Then it will be difficult.” Procrastinate, procrastinate every day.See if you can come up with a countermeasure.If it doesn’t work, please “please” Pastor Alilu to leave this place!Even if it provokes his relationship with the royal family.Anyway, he can't be left here to let humans suffer!

Unexpectedly, the old ogre priest on the opposite side said without changing his face: "This time the policy will not change again, because the wise gem dragon god has sent down the oracle. All the gem dragon vein priests dreamed last night I got this oracle, and I am no exception. The king is the highest priest of the church, and this decree is issued according to the oracle. You have a look."

Xi Naluo felt a chill in her heart.After all, it is the difference between closeness and closeness. I have been praying for everything to go well since I prayed for Stronghold City, but it is still difficult to return to China, and I almost killed him.Now as soon as they found out that they were beneficial to the gem dragon veins, they immediately issued an oracle.Alas, it is extremely depressing.

He took the order of the church with a heavy heart and saw that it was indeed issued in the name of the gem dragon god, and the seal on it was also the highest seal representing the god of Sadiwo dragon!I heard the old ogre priest next to him continue: "This time it is a gift for meeting. If Pastor Arilu agrees to be a special tutor, the church can also apply to the king for granting him a title. He is even allowed to spread the Qi element in the country. God's great teachings. This is a rare opportunity, and you must learn from him."

Shinaro bit the bullet and asked: "What if he doesn't accept it? You see, when Duke Vermeer wanted to bribe him last time, he only accepted the money but not the official position. I don't think he wants to get involved too much In dispute."

The old ogre with crystal dragon veins said in a calm and unavoidable tone: "Then just like Vermeer, keep the money. The Dragon God thinks he will not refuse. Originally, he wanted to give more money, but some priests We are worried that the "Picture of the True Shape of the Six Beasts" is exaggerated, so we don't want to publish more. The gem dragon god has no conclusion, and everyone is arguing about it."

Sinalo secretly glanced at the halfling Nassus and the barbarian mentor Jay Leno who were not far away. Seeing that the two were exchanging ideas, he didn't pay attention to this side.He made the last struggle: "I was the one who boasted a lot in order to bring him to Naintus, but he was left out after he arrived. When I went the first two times, his words were gone I'm dissatisfied. After what happened last time, I'm afraid I'm even more resentful. As you know, he has already learned about the real decision made by the royal family through other channels. So it may not be a good time to meet now. If you’re angry, you’ll refuse him straight away, which is not good. Wouldn’t it be better to wait for him to calm down after a while?”