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606.Mr. Mo, who has a golden face, is going to reveal his secrets now.

606.Mr. Mo, who has a golden face, is going to reveal his secrets now (page 2/2)

“Of course Kudel.”

Master Qin said:

“Isn't the combat effectiveness of the tribunes already close to gold? If it were displayed numerically, this guy would definitely be a supermodel..”

“No, the best solution is to summon Ms. Natalie or Mr. Iron Fist Turner, Uncle Qin.”

Menghaha explained:

“The two of them are the chosen ones. You have to understand the value of this unique identity..

You have also seen Ms. Natalie's previous combat prowess. Iron Fist Turner is also the God of the North Wind. Su has always been famous on the mainland for his bravery and strength. Once he appears on the battlefield, there is a high probability that he will receive the gift of the North Wind God. Strengthen blessings.

Although Lord Kudel has super strong physical strength, he does not have this layer of BUFF, and his performance in large-scale team battles is probably not as amazing as Turner's..

In the same way, the Eastern Holy Spirit's God-chosen Liwen Knight and her 'Golden Peach' pendant may also be strengthened by the Eastern Holy Spirit after they appear on the battlefield..

I don't know much about the 'Blind Prophet' Ms. Villanse who has been quite popular on the forum these days, but she seems to be a chosen one as well..

The development team obviously played a trick!

We only realized this after seeing Ms. Natalie's explosion. This is a world where gods exist. Uncle Qin, we can't just compare our strength on paper..

Of course, Mrs. Shui and I are just giving suggestions, the real choice is still in your hands.”

“You two little kids have talked about this. If I don't listen, I will make a mistake. Okay, I accept your suggestion..”

Lao Qin laughed and said:

“Say thank you to Happy Stick for me. That young man is really good. He is decisive at critical moments. You should also be ready to support me. Once my second group is finished, it is your turn..”

“Well, we are already preparing for the war. Although some brothers are complaining because they cannot be the winner.”

“If you can defend this place, everyone is a winner! If you can’t hold on, everyone will lose..”

Lao Qin ended the conversation with one sentence.

He let out a sigh of relief and stood under the bloody battle flag that had been propped up with a special flagpole. At dusk, he looked at the assembled gnolls in front of them, carrying the flags of the Whiptail Clan. The battle flags were even simply displayed in a charging formation, while the army behind them was like an armed outing that had not yet begun..

How arrogant!

The Overseer on the opposite side obviously felt that they had the upper hand and did not even need to be stuck in the quagmire of the battle in Transia like the losers..

They may have the right to be proud, but the owner of Transia will definitely not let them live like this.!

Master Qin closed his eyes.

Sacrifice 3000 points!

Summon "Eye of the Wolf God" Turner to enter!

Sacrifice 3500 points!

Summon the Governor of Transia, the soul of the Blood Vulture Clan, and Count Cadman Reifno Murphy Lesembra to enter.!

Ah, Goddess of Victory, this is the last sacrifice we are waiting for. Please give me a victory as the final ending of these crazy twenty days..

——

“ah? In order to summon me into the battlefield to fight the gnolls, they actually dismantled two battle groups? Do you really want to see my appearance CG and defeat illustration??”

At this time, in the Black Flame Mountain Pass, Murphy stared dumbfoundedly at the summon prompt flashing on his core orb..

The people in Tris next to him were all dumbfounded with laughter..

At this moment, the dignified Duke of Blood Vulture was holding his stomach and turning over on the bed like a beautiful retard, showing no sign of the majesty of the genius of the vampire clan..

“Ahhhh, this is definitely the funniest scene I have seen in the past 100 years.”

Tris laughed so hard that she was out of breath. She pointed at Murphy tremblingly and said:

“In order to put a golden face on myself, my cute little Murphy deliberately adjusted his score to the same level as the golden strong man, but in the end he was pecked by an eagle..

People now think that you must have a sure way to win.!

My dear little Murphy, what if you make a fool of yourself by going to the battlefield like this??

Isn’t it just your reputation in this life?.”

“Smile, smile! What a laugh!”

The angry Master Murphy unceremoniously stepped forward and grabbed the squealing Tris and slapped her on her most plump part several times, making Tris beg for mercy. You can't hide your smile.

She also gave Murphy advice:

“How about I use an illusion to disguise myself as you? It’s not that I’m attacking you. With the quality of the Whiptail Clan’s vanguard, no matter how talented you are, it won’t have much effect..”

“Hey, how could you think that such a magical person like me is just trying to gain fame??”

Murphy snorted, stood up, straightened his clothes, spread his wings and flew out of the house, saying:

“Today, I will show you guys that I, the Governor of Transia, also have two brushes.!”

Seeing little Murphy flying towards the battlefield, Tris behind her shook her head helplessly, saying to herself that Murphy was good at everything, but he just didn't want to show his timidity in front of the players. There was something wrong with his character..

It's time!

It would be better for you to be soft to this Grand Duke than to go into battle in person and embarrass yourself, right??

Or, as the curator of the exhibition hall, you want to summon the giant snake to join the battle.?

Well, if one or two giant snakes are in the swamp terrain, it shouldn't be a problem to destroy the members of the Whiptail clan, but we don't have enough time and the terrain is wrong..

To be honest, Tris also wants to know why Murphy is so confident..

She spread her dragon-like wings and slowly rose into the sky. When she flew to the high tower, she happened to meet Lord Heather wearing a war helmet and watching the battle..

Tonight, Lord Heather is wearing a golden armor in the traditional style of the brass dwarves. Two battle shields are already at hand..

Obviously, this female dwarf vampire is ready to be summoned to the battlefield. She was already prepared for this before the start of the death match. She even asked to be put on the summon list..

“Come here, Mrs. Tracey.”

Lord Heather called:

“You had been missing for many years when I became a vampire. I still heard your story from Palano and Yvette, but I am curious why your warriors did not summon you in this situation. Why did you summon Mr. Murphy to the battlefield instead??

He's just a black iron-level guy who has talent but hasn't redeemed his strength yet, right??”

“Because the Lord of Transia must face any challenge together with his people, he must be the protector and leader of Transia in times of despair..”

Tris folded her wings and landed on the tower.

She took out two bottles of wine, gave one to Lord Heather, and opened one herself..

The two golden men, one tall and one short, clinked glasses. The moment they drank the wine, Tris suddenly said::

“Everyone says you are a brass dwarf, but I know that your real race is actually a shield dwarf, a subrace of the brass dwarf, right? You like to fight with shields, and you are a little taller than ordinary dwarves..

When I traveled to the mainland, I took shelter from the wind and snow in your clan fortress when I crossed the Polut Pass..

Is that pervert old Fante still alive??

Back then, that bastard tried to rob me and keep me as his wife..”

“Oh, Lord Vant Hofmann died in the Fourth Black Plague, and his tombstone is in the cemetery of the Brass Fortress.”

Lord Heather said with a straight face and angrily under his helmet.:

“The reason why the Hoffmann family is not famous in the Brass Dwarf system is because our shield dwarf clan is not very willing to get involved in their complicated and boring politics. To be honest, outsiders generally cannot recognize the brass dwarves and shield dwarves. the difference.

Also, the old pervert you are talking about is my uncle, and you almost became my vampire aunt.

Gee, fate is really wonderful..”

“Huh, not only can I recognize you, I also know that you shield dwarves are all a bunch of hopeless drunkards and bad gamblers. I guess the mysterious guest who made the biggest bet in the death match is you, right??

The move was so generous, and he actually staked 50,000 gold coins and a hill lord's rune ax to prevent us from defending until the end. If I'm not mistaken, that ax is an heirloom of the Hoffmann family.?

It seems to be called 'The Butcher of Bolut'?

I remember that old Fante personally escorted me to Port Chardeau with that ax on his back, and that bastard even tried to get me drunk..”

Trish said:

“Otherwise? Let's also bet on whether my little Murphy can help our Transian warriors survive tonight..”

“How to bet?”

Lord Heather was immediately interested, she said:

“Living alone is also called spending tonight, isn't it? I know that you Transians are not afraid of death, and your warriors are all from another dimension and will not really die. It has been more than ten days, and there is not a single corpse.!

You guys really don’t even bother to pretend..”

“Huh, just bet that with Murphy's help, Lao Qin's battle group will still have at least 500 people left by dawn tomorrow! Moreover, they can kill the great warlord of the Whiptail clan and send his head to the Black Flame Pass as the best trophy before the Black Disaster begins..”

“impossible! The Whiptail clan is one of the most powerful gnoll clans. They are not rookies like Dirty Claw. I don’t believe Murphy can achieve such protection..”

“Then let’s bet like this. If I lose, not only will the mountain lord’s great ax be returned to you, but I will also go to your uncle’s tomb to wear the widow’s white flower for him. I know you shield dwarves are more stubborn than the brass dwarves. What matters most is the fulfillment of one’s wishes after death..

but if i win

I want a bottle of your blood!

Don't ask me what I want to do here, just be willing to admit defeat..

make a deal?”

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