Lord of the North

Hearing Phil's expression here is simply wonderful, it can be called a face-changing stunt in another world, can it be said that human beings have been mistaken about the news within the Hundred Clan?

And I also seem to think that my allies are too strong. No wonder Sandra is so petty when she supports herself. It turned out that she didn't want to give it, but she was really incapable.

"What do you mean?" Phil looked like he had eaten a fly. He felt that he was a little swollen before, and he will be a little low-key in the future.

After all, his ally is not as tall and stalwart as he imagined, although he may still be a giant, but he is much shorter than he thought.

"What I mean is that although the Tarun Mountains are vast, comparable to half of the Kingdom of Lopez, there are so many places suitable for survival. It is not so easy to feed millions of members of the tribes, so the relationship between each other Competition is indispensable, and it is more fierce than the struggle between you humans." Axel said with a grin.

"Only in the face of a large-scale human attack or counterattack against humanity will the Hundred Nations Council restart. At other times, the title is just a decoration. No large evil race will obey his arrangements." Sandra added.

"And what you are cooperating with is not the whole of the Hundred Clan, but the Holy Spirit Clan and the vassal race headed by our Holy Spirit Clan."

Axel glanced at Sandra reproachfully: "This girl may not have made it clear to you. Although our plan was implemented after passing the noble council, in fact, apart from ourselves, the other hundred camps did not To provide you with any help."

In fact, it was not without help. After all, the tree elves dispatched their own tree shepherd heirs under the persuasion of the elders of the Holy Spirit clan, but they were cut off by the Gulaier restoration camp on the way.

"And some time ago, our forces in the north were indeed hit hard. Sixty-seven out of ten lurkers were killed. Now we are almost like a blind man in the area controlled by Jason." Sandra suddenly at this time. With a wry smile, she said that her painful expression should not have been faked.

Phil's mind is a little confused now, he doesn't know whether Axel is lying to him or telling the truth, after all, the amount of information is a bit too much.

Then he woke up in horror, looking at Sandra and Axel with some suspicion. These two people would not have guessed the purpose of his trip, and did not want to think of it because of the damage to his own power. Declining?

After all, things within the Hundred Clan, except for themselves, even their old adversary, the Holy See, may not be particularly clear about it.

So what is the truth of the matter, isn't it that they make up whatever they want?

So Phil's expression was a bit ugly, he stared at Axel intently: "You are all true?"

"The Holy Spirits never say panic to their friends, otherwise, with our small number of people, there will not be so many races following us." Axel opened his hands, and the soldiers wearing golden armors took them off one after another. With his own helmet, Phil discovered that these soldiers were not members of the same race.

There are the Holy Spirit race, there are high-level wolves, and some strange races.

"Is Jason discovering your existence?" Phil asked solemnly. Although he was not stupid enough to believe it all, he also wavered in his own judgment.

"No, it's not Jason Lopez's handwriting. His **** crow can't do that." At this time, a burly figure walked in from outside the hall. Phil's guards Hastily shot to stop him.

But the soldiers who shot were all knocked down with one punch, without exception.

The face of Phil, who had just turned around to see the visitor, turned black.

"Quincy! Stop! This is His Royal Highness Phil Lopez, our ally!" Sandra exclaimed. She was very annoyed by the big man's rude behavior, mainly because she was worried that it would stimulate her nerves now. Fragile Phil.

"They shot me first!" Quincy is a tauren who is close to three meters tall. He yelled at Sandra without showing weakness and was very annoyed. He didn't have the consciousness of treating him as a girl at all. The guard soldier in his hand threw it out.

"Enough! You are a soldier now! Quincy! Stop! For your father's sake!" After Quincy arrived, the scene was a little out of control, and Axel had to stop it.

Quincy stopped when he heard his voice, but was surrounded by Phil's soldiers, with swords and spears pointed at his vitals, but he still snarled unconvinced: "Of course I was watching. For my father's sake, my father died at the hands of these **** humans!"

"Your father is a fighter~www.readwn.com~ It is his own choice to die on the battlefield!"

Axel slammed the cane in his hand, and reprimanded angrily: "It was he himself who chose to confront the Holy See head-on. When he made a choice, he should have the consciousness of fighting to death."

At this moment, Quincy was speechless, and had to turn his head aside in anger. His father was killed when he attacked the Holy See's army. No wonder others, but this did not weaken his hatred of mankind.

Axel breathed out a long breath, and it seemed that he was very angry: "Is the thing that sent you to investigate before has any eyebrows?"

Before, he sent Quincy and some other masters out to investigate the matter, but he didn't expect the result to be so soon.

Quincy put away his anger when it came to business. He took out half of the cloth from his arms that had been shredded with a sword and stained with blood. It should have been missed on the scene because its owner did not pay attention when he left. It can be seen that it is a long serpentine snake: "The crow under Jason Lopez shouldn't use this kind of marking thing, right?"

"It doesn't mean anything." Phil leaned forward and took the blood-sticking rag from Quincy, and said with disdain after reading it several times.

"Those crows' clothes are all black." Quincy glanced at him and said urnly.

"Leave this piece of cloth on purpose to confuse the audience. Wouldn't you do such a simple thing?" Phil asked rhetorically.

This piece of cloth was indeed left deliberately, but it was not used to confuse the audience, because Hassan was very willing that Phil or the people of the hundred races would target the snake worship.

It's just that he ignored it. He still remembers that the number of people worshiping the Snake Cult is really pitiful, not to mention the members of the Hundred Clan.

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