Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 395, the Battle of the Devil (4)

It turns out that while the Wolf Golem is emitting a beam of light, there is a small area in the mouth that cannot be covered by the shield. This area allows the beam to be shot out while also creating a defensive loophole.

Aiming at this loophole, the long gun with strong puncture force directly shoots through the beam, pierces the mouth of the wolf's magical figure, pierces it from the back, and runs through the chest of the fox patriarch Leonard!

"Oh!" The fox spit a large amount of blood, and the gun body pushed his whole person back. His hand left the control panel and snarled in the air.

Struggling again is no help. The heart of the fox is perfectly pierced, and his short hand can't touch the control panel of the golem again.

"The meteor gun [gungnir] is actually in your hand!" Reinard spit blood.

"Hey, this is a cultural relic that has just been unearthed. You have the honor to experience the power of it." Tutan sneered, and now it is his turn to be proud.

"You are lucky!" Leonard spit again and died. Losing the manipulator, the wolf demon fell to the ground like scrap iron.

The huge ark slowly descended and came to Bediville. The werewolf teenager looked at the elephant patriarch in front of him, Tutan sat cross-legged, and the herbalist Puff, who was on the side, was busy wrapping the Paphos drug, which was severely burned in half.

"Hey, boy, what awesome? Are you passing by?" The Tutan chief grabbed a long pipe with a hand without burns.

"The chief of the patriarch" Biddiville looked like a human with a complex mood, and Albert was more exaggerated. He looked at the worship of Tutan.

"Hey, there is another one. Isn't this the Pantheon's Knight of the Knights of Paradise? It's been a long time!"

Hall had just used the magic to treat the leg injury. His broken right leg again grew bone and flesh, but it was not completely connected and could not be moved. The veteran knight knew that the situation was not good and had to say: "The Tutan chief, it’s really time for you to come. Did you hear what the fox had said? - We don't need to be enemies."

"I only heard that the fox is going crazy. How much of his words are credible, and I don't comment for a while." Tutan used an ambiguous tone. "But you really helped me a lot, I can't." Investigate your illegal intrusion into our territory. Please disappear from the territory of my family within 24 hours."

The Grand Duke of Hall nodded: "Thank you for the grace of the patriarch. Bediville -"

The werewolf boy turned to look at Hall.

"The wizard will recover soon. At that time, will you follow us?"

The Werewolf Junior shook his head: "No, there are things I have not done here."

Hall smiled: "Okay. Good luck, boy."

Hall looked at Albert again. The tiger-man teenager simply ignored Hall.

The Ark almost landed at the same height as the platform where Bediville was. Like people jumping from the ark and walking to the platform.

"Sure enough, it is inhuman." Tutan walked down and looked at the white bears who were [captive] in the more than two hundred rooms under the transparent floor of the platform.

An elephant has broken a floor and opened the passage to the captivity room. When the floor was just broken, it was a terrible smell: there was a real pigsty in the captivity room!

The Tutan chief showed a disgusted look. He knew that killing the foxes was the right choice. As he said earlier, the foxes have no humanity at all.

"The eyes are sluggish and have been brainwashed." Paver looked at the white bears. "No rescue."

Bediville once again remembered his brother Papalov.

Papa is probably also kept in this way. Being brainwashed into an idiot, and then shutting down in such a single room, being raised to the right age, was sold to the human world as a slave.

How unfortunate this is, how miserable life!

Watching like people save the white bears one by one, Bediville can't help but ask: "How do you plan to deal with these white bears?"

"What do you say about it?" Tutan asked Biddyville. "They don't have a good time. The family doesn't have enough food to feed so many people."

This is the truth. Like the Terran Light, you have already tried your best to feed yourself. More than two hundred white bears who have been brainwashed as idiots are not only unable to help (only do simple work), but also eat more.

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It is almost impossible to feed more than two hundred mouths. The only way is -

"Let's talk about business, okay?" The Grand Duke of Hall suddenly said, "I have a public price, two thousand Pantorakine gold coins, and two hundred people are about 400,000 gold coins. I want it all." "

Except for Tutan, all the people present were stunned by the words of the Duke of Hall.

"You, do you really want it, Grand Duke!?" Biddiville couldn't help but groan.

"Hey, interesting trading. Do you think I will agree?" Tutan said, "One thousand gold coins. No one will give it."

"Two thousand five hundred." Hall raised the price.

"Four thousand five hundred." Tutan pressure price.

"Three thousand." Hall again raised the price.

"Four thousand." Tutan again pressed the price.

"Five thousand." Hall continued.

"Three thousand. Hey -?!"

"The deal!" Hall was finalized.

"呜" is like a human patriarch who covers his face with one hand. "Well, three thousand gold coins are three thousand gold coins. The number of people will be handed over to you immediately."

(In any case, I have nothing to gain.)

"With so many slaves, I can't transport and borrow you a boat." Hall Road.

(In any case, my money can weaken your strength. You are also responsible for helping me transport troops.)

"Yes." Tutan readily agreed.

(Send away this group of gods, the next thing will make you humans worry!)

Bedieville looked at the two men incredibly. A few weeks ago, the two men were still killing each other. Now they actually talk about business. incredible!

"Hey, there is a mix of white bears here!" A scream of elephants caught the attention of everyone.

The elephant person brought a tiger from the captivity room!

A pure white tiger with no tiger stripes should look like a young man in his twenties. He has been completely washed brainwashed into an idiot. Being kept in captivity, he has been lying on the ground for a long time, and his back is a bit of a camel, and his body is too thin.

When Albert saw the tiger, he was astonished. The next second, he sighed and sighed and shouted: "Brother!?"

"Ai, Ai Er?" The young tiger replied vaguely.

"You are telling me!" Bettiville couldn't help but swear. "Did your brother died in the Egyptian massacre ten years ago?"

"The Egyptian massacre?" The Grand Duke of Hall also shouted, "Have there ever been such an event in history?"

"You humans certainly know very little about this matter," said the Tutan chief. "Pharaoh Ptolemy 21 must have done a lot of dirty means to cover up the facts of the Holocaust."

"What are you talking about!" The Grand Duke of Hall was even more puzzled. "The last Pharaoh in history was Ptolemy XVII. He was a man who died hundreds of years ago! Egypt is now a parliamentary system governed by parliament. How could it be such a cruel thing?"

Tutan and Hall’s face were gloomy at the same time. There seems to be some sort of huge conspiracy behind this world history.

And the key to unlocking this fan is in front of them.

Everyone looked at the tiger youth. He was being hugged by his brother Albert, and in the cold wind of winter, he kept shivering.