Hero’s Creed

"Only the battlefield is the best place to experiment with these potions and collect data."

The voices of these believers are cold, and their acting style is more cruel than that of demons.

For the rulers, soldiers can be forcibly recruited when they die, but it is a matter of spending more gold coins, but the territory is priceless, and they will not let go of any opportunity to expand the land.

The **** god potions sold by these believers are the next-generation products of the demon potion. The effect is usually similar to violent, but the effect is better. If you use a light breeze to put another colorless and odorless mist-like potion into the battlefield, and drink the **** potion. After the guys in contact, they will infiltrate from the respiratory tract, react, and then let them transform into the fiercest demon monster.

The source of soldiers is a problem for the Black Flame Church to conquer the Western Continent, so this potion is indispensable. It can indiscriminately transform other races into black flame demon soldiers.

"Adjourn the meeting and sell the **** potions to other forces as soon as possible. As for Downton, if we are killed, let's go to pick up the human head. If he really hit the Deranke, he might become a chess piece of the black wing king. ."

Bishop Heiyan, who presided over the meeting, waved his hands to let the believers disperse.

All activities of the church in the north are under the command of the Black Wing King, one of the four flame kings, and Deranke is divided into the hands of the black flame bishop.

"Downton? I didn't expect that a civilian would have come to this point, the scepter order? Gee, so terrible!"

The middle-aged bishop sits in a chair. Supporting the chin with one hand, looking at Downton in the crystal ball, a look of curiosity and regret appeared. If he was a little persistent, he should be the strongest beater under his own right now?

"The whole army attacked and tried to kill the enemy!"

After giving the order, Downton returned to Aoki Town, and he still had a lot of affairs to deal with.

"Notify Abagon and issue a mobilization order across the border to all men over the age of 16 and under the age of 50. All recruited into the army, double the monthly salary!"

Downton issued every order. Jackson sent it out immediately. This timid ghoul didn't dare to fight, but it was quite a set to handle official duties.

"I used to seem to be a government clerk. What I did was fat!"

Jackson's memory has been blurred, but every time it is mentioned, it is a face of sighing, sad and sad, like a poet full of stories.

Downton gave a glimpse of Jackson in his memory and continued to work, but I have to say that this guy's horse beats absolutely first-class, warm tea. Dry towels, melodious harmonica minor, and proper shoulder massage. It can always put these things to Downton's side for the first time, let him relieve his fatigue, and get a hint of relaxation.

In the evening, **** Su Ya and Batty walked into the hall and thanked Downton that the North Front Army was defeated. Fifty miles after being killed, the death toll exceeded 6,000. More than ten thousand captured.

Walnut came in from the outside with two glasses of juice, holding a straw, and it sucked loudly.

"Oh, I just ran away some miscellaneous soldiers. What's so happy about?"

Walnut put the juice next to Downton, and sneered at it, and she came back in the afternoon to kill the miscellaneous soldiers. It was too boring.

"At our level, of course, to deal with miscellaneous soldiers, Chao Beast will leave it to you."

With a smile on his face, Batty slaps fart and makes the corners of Su Ya's mouth twitch. This Tauren has no more discipline than Abagong.

"Humph!"

Little Walnut snorted proudly and accepted the compliment.

"Master, how about the loot? A lot of people have been killed this time. Are you going to have a lot of blood?"

Thyssen stooped into the room and nodded toward Su Ya and Batty, beckoning.

"Take your subordinates as scouts? Thanks to you for doing it!"

Looking at Thyssen, a friend who has formed deep friendships in the lava secret, Downton complained angrily, Krupp Giants, that is definitely the best attacking force.

"They do, I don't worry!"

Thyssen shook his head and stopped talking.

Downton originally wanted to say that the barbarian was okay, but looking at the concerns and worries in Thyssen’s eyes, he suddenly understood that the Krupp was really thinking about himself, and he had to guard the west for himself, so he was sent out, He believes that if the West Front Army defeats today, Thyssen will desperately assassinate the Black Beard.

"I know."

Downton smiled and threw the juice glass at Thyssen.

"Haha!"

Thyssen caught it, and immediately poured it into his mouth. He understood that he planned to assassinate the enemy commander. Downton knew.

This is the best friend, everything is speechless.

"Laughing? Although the supplies of the North Front Army were seized, they still feed the belly of the ogre, these guys are too good to eat."

Abagon walked in, complaining over Downton.

Because of the great victory, Downton must of course reward the three armies. These indigenous people are like eating rice in their entire lives. They eat sea plugs one by one and support their belly like a pregnant woman who is pregnant in October.

"Master, you must reduce the supply to the indigenous people. Those who are loyal can be rewarded extra. Otherwise, they will not be treated equally. Who will fight for allegiance with you?"

The goblin housekeeper urged.

"Well, you figure it out!" Downton nodded. "What about other valuable loot?"

"The officers have valuables, but according to the rules of the battlefield, whoever grabs the one who belongs, the commander’s possession is yours, but the legendary ring has been destroyed by you. If it is repaired, it will cost more than one hundred. Ten thousand gold coins, the hot sand machete was about to be taken by Jackson."

Abagong ignored Jackson's eyes and meticulously paid back, "The most valuable gemstone is on you. In addition, the gold ticket plus fragments such as magic diamonds totals 220,000 gold coins!"

"Blackbeard is a commander anyway, so poor!"

Jackson ridiculed and changed the subject, but he found that Downton had not let him go.

"What are you doing with a machete?"

Downton frowned.

"fighting!"

Jackson just finished. Boos sounded all over the room, and his timid and fearful character spread throughout the barracks.

"Support the facade. Master, how can your men be armed without a legend?"

Jackson is super-face-loving, and a superb weapon is enough to deter many debris.

"Forget it, keep it if you want!"

Downton went to the ground and dug a treasure trove of dwarven empire. The harvest is quite good, not bad this scimitar. Besides a few guards, everyone possesses legendary weapons, especially Arno’s fragmentation is the most valuable.

When he saw the warhammer, Arnold knelt down directly. Declared allegiance to Downton for generations and became a member of the host family.

Arnold is indeed sentimental and righteous. If it is replaced by other barbarians, he will use the symbolic meaning of the broken head to call the barbarians and become the leader of the tribe.

"Sir Wolf, please lead us to a free land?"

Suddenly there was a huge sound wave in the town, and the glass windows were shaking, Su Ya and Batty threw out for the first time.

"Go. Go and see!"

Downton could hear the voice of the ogre and entered the hall. He saw a group of indigenous people kneeling outside, pleading to Xia Luo.

"What's going on? Feel like they treat you as the savior?"

Downton stood beside the sage wolf, and he was shouted before he had finished asking.

"Far away from Master Wolf!"

"You don't deserve to stand next to the big shaman!"

The natives were indignant, as if Downton was standing next to Xia Luo, blaspheming her.

"Are you looking for death?"

Jackson jumped out for the first time. With a crossbow drawn from behind, click and wind. To clean up this group of guys.

The Aborigines didn't care about Jackson at all, but no one dared to scold it anymore, because Thyssen took a step forward in a few people, with a grim look and full of coercion.

"Blood mallet, there is a pit in your head, why? Rebel?"

Little Walnut hates others being rude to Downton.

"We have found the sage wolf, and will never be bullied by you humans again, she will lead us to freedom and civilization!"

Those who can stand here are shamans from various indigenous tribes, and belong to the level of ‘wise men’, but now they are shouting like a fanatic.

"Shut up for me!" Downton was about to get annoyed. He waved a punch and half the hall was shattered. "Xia Luo?"

"Nothing, they admit the wrong person."

Xia Luo's expression was dull.

"How could I admit my mistake, that is, you taught me words and taught me how to communicate with nature. Without you, I would not become a big shaman."

An old shaman with a long face, with tears on his face, knelt on the ground and looked at Xia Luo, with a pious look.

Downton believed that even if Charlotte let this guy die immediately, he would do the same.

These shamans are all chattering about old things. In their description, the tribe can have today, all brought by Xia Luo.

"Blood mallet? Which one is this?" Downton quipped, "Aren't you stupid enough to think of Xia Luo as a sage wolf?"

"Sir Wolf!" Blood Maul corrects Downton. "In the dragon hills, Sword Wolf is a greater existence than the goddess of nature, because it teaches us the indigenous knowledge that no one can afford, and gives us hope! "

"What a joke? Sister Xia Luo is at most twenty years old, how to teach you these old men?"

Little Walnut doesn't believe it.

"The sage wolf will not age."

The shamans were almost terrifying and fanatical.

"When I was a kid, I saw the face of Master Wolves. I was able to step into Tulong before the age of thirty~www.readwn.com~ all entrusted Master Wolves!"

Bloodmaul's look of nostalgia, the harsh environment of the dragon hills, lack of clothing and food, no resources, purely relying on talent to promote the dragon, he really suffered too much.

"You are talking about our mother!" Xia Luo squeezed her eyebrows, "Please disperse, we have to go back and experiment!"

"Impossible, why do you look exactly like your mother?"

Some shaman questioned that even the biological daughter would be surprised.

"Does the sage wolf forget the memories of the past?"

"Or is it reincarnated?"

"In any case, Lord Xian Wolf reappeared, and we must have heard our continuous prayers day and night to save us!"

The shamans were prostrate on the ground, took off the tribal totems they carried, and placed them in front of Xia Luo. They presented her the highest etiquette, "Please lead us to see the light again!" (To be continued)

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