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Mance walked slowly towards the village, taking his time and giving Behemoth enough time to react.

"There's someone!" (orc language)

"Find the chief!"

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Seeing someone approaching slowly, Behemoth immediately took action, picked up its weapon, and stared at the short creature in front of it from a distance.

"Is this a human race? It looks like a Seer Speaker!"

At this moment, a tall Behemoth beast, carrying an iron battle ax on his shoulder, strode towards the entrance of the village.

As he walked, he said: "Be careful and don't attack!"

The speaker's instructions came to mind in Chief Behemoth's mind, "If you encounter someone with a similar body shape to me, don't attack rashly! Inform the Behemoth King's court as soon as possible!"

Behemoth and Mance's group looked at each other at a distance, but no one made a move!

"Lord Mance, I don't understand the language, how can I communicate?"

Mance frowned, and a strange voice came from his throat, "I am a human from the Kingdom of Apocalypse, and I come with good intentions!"

This is a sound that no one has heard before, but strangely, they can understand it.

But what's even more bizarre is that Behemoth seemed to understand it, and started chirping.

Jerissi asked curiously and enviously: "Sir, what language do you speak?"

"This is a language unique to the Earth Knights, in other words, the language of the strong!"

Jerissi looked astonished and asked again: "Sir, can you understand what Behemoth said?"

Mance nodded.

"The chief said that they are just little Kalami, and they will wait for the big shots from the royal court to arrive before communicating with us!"

Mance turned around, surrounded by envious and yearning eyes.

"Practice hard, and one day you will be promoted to Knights of the Earth!"

By accident, Mance solved the language communication problem.

I'm afraid Field himself didn't expect that there is more than one language in Loya.

The silver knights scattered in all directions, each guarding a direction. Mance and the three golden knights sat in the center.

The birds on the trees sang, and the cicadas accompanied the birds' chirping and played music.

Everyone just quietly acted as listeners to the music of nature.

Suddenly, the bird on the branch flapped its wings, jumped down, and flew towards the place where the cicada chirped.

The birds flew into the grass, and the chirping of cicadas disappeared in my ears.

In just a moment, the bird flew out of the grass, holding a cicada in its beak.

The scene happening around him was seen by Mance.

The hot and boring weather and the constant noise made everyone impatient.

Jerissi asked: "Sir, when will the people from the Behemoth King's Court come?"

Mance said nothing, just shook his head slightly from side to side.

Jerissi took a deep breath and looked around again.

Unconsciously, the night gradually dimmed.

Jerissi glanced at the rising demon moon, turned his head, and asked, "Sir, how about we return to the shore first?"

Mance narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and was about to nod when a patch of fire lit up in the distance.

"Cheer up, the people from the Behemoth King's Court are here!"

The fire gradually approached, and Mance finally saw the figure in the fire clearly.

There were about a few thousand Behemoth troops, but Mance was surprised that the leader was a tanned human.

The dark face made it difficult for Mance to see clearly!

"Lord Mance, long time no see."

A voice sounded in Mance's ears, and Mance was stunned. He felt like he had heard this voice somewhere, but he couldn't recall it.

The human wearing animal skins and holding a long sword waved his right hand and muttered something.

The Behemoth army stopped immediately, and he walked forward slowly alone.

As the figure gradually approached, Mance finally recognized the person in front of him and couldn't help shouting: "Collins!"

His eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

Collins, the prince of the Seer Kingdom, was defeated in fighting spirit. Field was too lazy to argue with a poor man, so he let him go.

But unexpectedly, Collins ran deep into Hamadamar and seemed to become the speaker of the Behemoth clan.

Collins opposite smiled slightly, "Yes, it's me!"

Mance came back to his senses, glanced at Collins, and asked: "Golden Knight?"

Collins nodded slightly, "Yes, it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he regain his fighting spirit, but he was also promoted to the Golden Knight!"

After a pause, Collins sighed again: "It's still you, Lord Mance, but now you are the Knight of the Earth!"

He glanced around with a look of surprise in his eyes, "The Kingdom of Apocalypse is really getting stronger and stronger!"

When Mance heard this, his expression was complicated. Collins had a deep connection with the Kingdom of Apocalypse.

Collins vied with Spencer for the throne, but ultimately failed.

His fighting spirit was destroyed and he was imprisoned in a dark prison.

The Kingdom of Apocalypse broke through King Purcell City and destroyed the Kingdom of Purcell before Collins was released.

Now, Collins has become the spokesperson of the Behemoth clan, and Mance is worried that he will take revenge.

No matter how you look at it, it is an indisputable fact that the Kingdom of Apocalypse was destroyed by the Kingdom of Seer.

Collins smiled slightly, as if he could see Mance's worry.

"Lord Mance, you don't have to worry, the matter in the Seer Kingdom is over! Now, I am just the Seer Speaker of the Behemoth clan."

Mance raised his head and stared at Collins, whose eyes were sincere.

"Lord Mance, how did you come here?"

"Mississippi River!"

Collins was stunned and stood still.

After a long pause, Collins said in a long and emotional voice: "I am really surprised!"

"By the way, why did you come to the Behemoth Territory?"

"Trade!"

Collins' eyes sank, and the scene of Wilson Territory's goods sweeping across the Kingdom of Sayre emerged in his mind.

He calmed down and looked around. There were ten strong men and nothing else.

"Where are the goods?"

Mance raised his right hand and pointed to the shore, "All on the boat!"

After a pause, Mans asked directly: "I wonder if the Behemoth tribe needs anything?"

Hearing this, Collins raised his head slightly, his eyes showing thought, "I'll go to the shore with you!"

Mance nodded in agreement.

Then, the two walked slowly towards the shore.

"Collins, does the Behemoth tribe welcome the Trade Chamber of Commerce?"

Collins did not directly answer Mans' question, but threw the question back to Mans.

"That depends on whether there is anything the Behemoths need in the Monkey Fleet!"

The distance from the shore to the village is not very far, and soon, they walked out of the forest.

The moonlight spreads on the water, emitting silver light.

Warships and merchant ships are neatly arranged on the river bank, and the magic crystal lamps and magic arrays on the ships shine with the moonlight.

One after another, black magic crystal cannons are displayed on the warships.

Collins looked at the scene in front of him, stopped immediately, and stood there in a daze, his eyes revealing a look of enlightenment.

"No wonder they can cross the dangerous Mississippi River!"

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