Lord Roar

Chapter 306 The Godfather
When Orpheus arrived, Johnny had already fallen into a pool of blood, and the behemoth was beaten to pieces.

Needless to say, this behemoth Behemoth still has a stubborn temper, holding its head high, roaring in a low voice and refusing to fight back, its two big eyes are out of focus, and it just does not lie down on all fours.

"Smash me to death, damn it, you are too courageous." Allen looked at East and said angrily: "It's really impossible to just kill the stew and drink it. If you dare to hurt people in Lao Tzu's territory, it's reversed." God."

Allen was really angry. Since he took the position of chief, this was the first bloodshed incident. He led the soldiers so many times in foreign battles and no one was injured so badly. I didn't expect a behemoth How dare you be so crazy.

Giselle quickly patted Allen on the back, fearing that he would be angry.

Allen also felt very dull on his face. He originally thought that the behemoth Behemoth was subdued by East, but he didn't expect to suddenly violently hurt people.

Fortunately, it was the outsiders who were injured, but even so, Alan was a little scared when he thought about it. If he was not prepared, the behemoth could kill dozens of dwarves with one paw, and the loss would be huge.

In Allen's eyes, let alone dwarves, the life of a behemoth is not as important as the little finger of an ordinary bloodhoof soldier.

The beasts in the Beast Forest and the camp are like their own hairy children, and the Bloodhoof people are like their relatives, but this Behemoth Beast is, to put it bluntly, a captured beast without an owner. In Allen's eyes It is worthless, but also very edible.

No one thought that the Behemoth Behemoth would suddenly explode and hurt people when it was well. In fact, this is not to blame for Easter. Although the thousand-year-old tree man is not visible, it can make the behemoth be scared instinctively. Besides, this guy has been beaten by East since he was in the Bloodhoof camp.

Johnny is different. In the eyes of Behemoth Behemoth, it is a small reptile that can be killed with a single paw. It is afraid of East or Allen, but it does not mean that it is afraid of Johnny, a small bug that pops up suddenly. .

So just imagine how such a little bug stands in front of it to protect it, and how the arrogant Behemoth will not be angry. Even Mourinho can't look down on it, let alone a stupid barbarian.

When he was in Beamon's territory, this guy couldn't even control the beast trainer, and even a priest of Mourinho's cultivation level couldn't accept him as a magic pet. One can imagine how arrogant this behemoth's character is.

Probably also understood that Johnny wanted to accept himself as a battle guardian beast, so he felt ashamed to attack Johnny.

In the eyes of the Behemoth Behemoth with a very high IQ, whether it is a battle guardian beast or a battle pet, they are all to be enslaved by others, and there is no difference.

Allen also became more and more angry as he thought about it, and shouted at East again: "What are you doing in a daze, beat me to death, and see if it dares to hurt people in the future."

Seeing Allen, East was really angry. After oh, he flicked a loud whip, his lips squirmed a few times, and the surging wooden magic elements made everyone stand unsteadily like a tsunami. Suddenly, eight extremely thick vines burst out of the ground and entangled the Behemoth Behemoth.

Orpheus, who rescued people, felt the surge of magical elements, and couldn't help being shocked. It was the first time he saw a thousand-year-old treant make a move. He was amazed by the speed of the opponent's spellcasting and the purity of the magical elements.

Especially what the thousand-year-old tree man was chanting was not a magic spell at all. Orpheus, who had a very keen hearing, just heard it really. , I was reciting a spell, Allen said that you must cast a spell, oh, a spell, a spell."

The behemoth Behemoth, whose eyes were staring at gold stars, was beaten by Samson. The eight extremely thick vines became tighter and tighter, and the scales on the monster's body were also shattered. The barbs penetrated deeply into its flesh.

Such a big behemoth had no ability to resist in front of East, and Orpheus knew why the giant Samson didn't fight back when he beat it. It turned out that East was beside him.

The vines that broke through the ground entangled the behemoth in the air, and then stopped growing. The barbs on the vines shone with the magic power of wood elements.

Allen was very happy, and East was like a pervert in the island country, tied up this Beamon giant like SM.

Samson seemed to be quite fond of his eldest nephew, he kicked the behemoth again, and then sat on the ground and asked Johnny how his injury was.

Orpheus frowned and said: "The injury is very serious. The giant beast's sharp claws pierced through the chest, and several vital parts were damaged. If you delay for a while, your life will not be guaranteed."

"Stop talking nonsense." Allen said angrily: "Just say if you can save it."

Orpheus repaired Johnny's wound with the magical power of the Holy Light and said, "You send me the Behemoth Behemoth."

Allen rolled his eyes, took out a portable teleportation crystal from his arms and threw it over.

Orpheus reached out and grabbed the crystal into his arms without raising his head. After clasping his hands together, a golden ball of light appeared out of thin air. A blood-red cross in the light ball was very eye-catching and touched Johnny's body. Finally, the wound began to be repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a few breaths, Johnny's horrific wound had healed and new flesh and skin had grown. Everyone was overwhelmed by the lively Bloodhoof.

Allen secretly thought it was bad luck, the behemoth Behemoth didn't send it out and smashed it in his hands, and even made Orpheus steal a teleportation spar.

Seeing that Johnny was safe and sound, Manstein just fell into a coma, walked to Allen's side and said, "I won't delay in Bloodhoof and leave first to go back to the Great Chief's tribe. Bar."

"Are you not afraid that I will take the opportunity to kill him?"

Manstein smiled and said: "I believe that you are a person, and you will not take advantage of others. Let alone Johnny is injured, even in your heyday, you are not your opponent."

Allen nodded helplessly, as he agreed, Manstein said so, let alone he really didn't have that idea, even if he had, he was embarrassed to do it.

Allen thought with a sad face: Hey, it seems that there is another rice bucket in the camp.

Although the two had a personal enmity, it's no big deal when Allen thinks about it now. Let alone Johnny's prodigal son, the most important thing is that Allen's mentality has quietly changed.

Not to mention sitting in the entire ferocious beast forest, there are countless masters in the Bloodhoof tribe. It can be said that the Great Wasteland has already drawn its sword and is at a loss. A Johnny who even released the fighting guardian beast is not on the same level as him at all. Johnny, who doesn't have a huge axe, probably can't even beat Babylon the Great now, let alone Alan and others. It is estimated that even Cologne, who has entered the ranks of Tier [-] fighting spirit fighters, can hang him, not to mention the security supervisor now Cologne ranks low in everyone's strength.

Manstein walked halfway, turned back and said hesitantly: "Johnny...has already had a preliminary spiritual connection with Behemoth Behemoth. If it is possible, I ask you to help Johnny, although Johnny I don’t say it, but the barbarians who don’t have battle guardian beasts won’t get any awe in the wilderness.”

Allen sighed, nodded helplessly, as a promise, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate and quickly shouted: "I don't care if he hangs up, you have also seen how big this Behemoth is!" fierce."

"I understand that if he fails and dies, it will be Johnny's life too." After speaking, Manstein walked towards the gate of the camp.

"Child? Why didn't I see that Johnny looks like a baby?" Allen said to himself disdainfully: "Besides, what's so rare about the battle guardian beast? I don't have a battle guardian beast, so I still fight all over the wilderness." , I haven’t seen anyone who dares to say no.”

Samson next to him rolled his eyes and thought to himself, Boss, you can really pretend, you don't have a battle guardian beast, but hundreds of beasts in the entire beast forest are under your command, so you don't need a battle guardian Beast?

Tutu got out of Alan's arms, his big black eyes rolled back and forth, and his little paws pointed at himself, Tutu Tutu screamed endlessly.

Allen laughed and said, "Well, Tutu is my guardian beast, and we are invincible in the wilderness."

Tutu's little head and the little chicken kept nodding like they were eating rice, their big eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile.

Seeing that Orpheus couldn't put it down holding the teleportation spar that he had just stolen, Allen smacked his lips and said, "This guy's Holy Light cultivation base is so high, and such a serious injury healed up so easily, it's comparable The old Chinese doctors are much better."

The little old man Fan Di who just heard the news nodded and said: "Yes, although the healing spells of the holy light system do not have any damage, they are very effective on the battlefield, and can make many seriously injured soldiers stand up again in an instant. Get up and keep fighting."

"It's a pity that the priests of the Holy Light Department work for the Holy See, not for me." Allen was a little jealous.

Fan Di rolled his eyes and said: "Don't forget my daughter, she is also a priest of the Holy Light Department."

As soon as Allen clapped his hands, he remembered Mara, a poor single mother. During this period of time, she didn't bother to ask about trivial matters, and she was blind with a teleportation spar.

"How is the child, you can get used to the room and board."

When mentioning the grandson, Fan Di said with a happy face: "He is in good health, and he is about to be weaned. I am going to let you be his godfather."

"Godfather?" Alan's head shook like a rattle: "My beliefs are different from those of the Holy See. He is still a candidate for the Holy Son. If he believes in the Holy Father in the future, he will have an extra amulet. Don't play the harp. "

The little old man Fan Di smiled and said: "What Holy Father of the Holy See, let the children believe in God Kakalu with you. The children raised in our Bloodhoof Camp have the same beliefs as the big guys."

"Pull it." Allen said earnestly: "Don't make up your own mind. Mara is the priest of the Holy Light Department of the Holy See, and the child is a candidate for the Son of God. This has been approved by Orpheus. Moreover, the Holy Mountain side also recognized it with a pinch of their noses, and from now on, the Holy See will cover the mother and son, and no one will dare to bully them."

Fan Di said disdainfully: "I don't trust the Holy See. I know what they are like the most. After discussing with the child, I will recognize you as the godfather. Mara also thinks that you can protect the child. Our father and daughter Believe in that."

The little old man Fan Di is really sincere. Everyone in Bloodhoof knows what happened in the Battle of the Holy Light Castle, and the little old man also knows it very well. He was just looking for the brat, Zack, and it can be seen from this incident. Allen is a real man who values ​​love and righteousness.

Allen said with a smile: "Let me tell you, I don't even believe in Kakalu, but I believe in Chaos, the God of Chaos. You can still make children believe in the God of Chaos with me? This is an evil god."

The little old man Fan Di was a little hesitant when he heard what Alan said. After all, the followers of Chaos shouted like rats crossing the street. As a special case, it is the first person in history who can blatantly stare at the Sons of Chaos and live so well. Fan Di doesn't think his grandson has this ability.

After struggling for a while, Fan Di gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, as long as you can protect the child well, let alone Chaos, the God of Chaos, I recognize even the God of Dwarves. If you really believe in Chaos, the God of Chaos, you will I am satisfied that my child's achievements can be half of yours."

Allen felt flattered by the little old man's flattery, and was delighted, but thinking of the child's tragic fate, he finally declined: "Let's talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)