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Chapter 581 Chapter 59 The Beastmen of Lolicon

"You...you don't want to fight with me, do you?"

Zhengzong narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the orcs whose chests rose and fell one after another.

Hearing this, Jibril chuckled lightly, and the wings around her waist spread out to the maximum. For the Flügel, the wings are where the elves' circuits are densest, which means that she is ready to fight up.

No, it's better to say that if it wasn't for the authentic suppression, Jibril wouldn't bother to contact this group of orcs, and would just kill them all.

And Jibril's reaction naturally stimulated the orcs, they took two steps back subconsciously, but the elders of the tribe still looked scarlet.

A battle seemed imminent.

However, Yuhuan is very clear that with the power of the orcs alone, even if the blood ring is activated, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Flügel, not to mention that there is an unknown existence next to it that is suspected of being a god.

"...I'm sorry, we were too nervous to say it." Yu Wuhuan asked everyone to let go of their hostility with his eyes, and apologized sincerely.

"Before I saw you, our tribe was attacked by demon species on the way of migration, so I became very sensitive..."

After experiencing the repeated attacks of goblins and demons, these orcs, whose spirits have been stretched to the limit, can easily become jittery because of a small incident.

You must know that the Flügel species are quite famous as a race that takes pleasure in killing.

Besides, when Zhengzong came up, he stared at their patriarch with a depressed look... How could they relax easily!

"I see..." Zhengzong nodded, showing his understanding.

Seeing this, Yu Wuhuan's red pupils immediately glowed with surprise, and a smile of joy that escaped disaster appeared on his delicate face.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir, can you let us go?

We are all just displaced refugees, there is nowhere for you to see. "

"makes sense……"

Zhengzong's smile was still gentle, and his tone was still so soft, which melted the hellish cold around him like encountering a warm sun, and also let the burden in Yu Wuhuan's heart drop.

However... "It's not impossible to let you go, but... in that case, more than half of the beastmen will be killed or injured."

The smile on Yu Wuhuan's face suddenly froze, and Yu Wuhuan, who was still jumping to escape to shake his ears, immediately collapsed.

"Most of the casualties...why, why?! Don't you want to let us go, my lord?"

As he said that, Yu Wuhuan's tone of voice was already a little crying.

Facing the pressure of the gods and the Flügels alone was still too much for a child like her.

"Well...you misunderstood."

At this moment, Zhengzong, who was being stared at pitifully by the animal-eared loli, was a little embarrassed. He couldn't say it, because he had gone around hunting down the fallen phantom species before.

As a result, the demon king's cannon fodder, the "demon species", was oppressed very miserably. Since the orc species was attacked by the demon species before, most of the other hungry monsters would not let this piece of fat go, right?

In the past, because of the restraint of the fallen fantasy species, the demon species also knew that persimmons were only picky and soft, and basically they would not continue to die after being retired.

But now that the depraved fantasy species are gone, if the orcs continue to migrate, they will probably continue to be attacked by those monsters who are not restrained by the devil king and whose brains are not very good.

After hearing the authentic explanation, Yu Wuhuan's expression changed to shock at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You...what are you talking about?"

I thought I had heard it wrong, and the beast-eared mother-wife ring repeated it again.

Knowing that the demon species will not retreat when encountering tough bones like before, but will still attack them relentlessly, Yu Wuhuan is about to cry.

If this incident was true, she could hardly imagine the casualties it would cause later.

No, considering that most of the team are old, weak, women and children, Yu Wuhuan even wondered if they would all fall here!

Seeing the teary eyes of the animal-eared Lolita, Zhengzong couldn't help thinking a little bit.

To be honest, Beast Ear Girl is indeed very fragrant, no wonder some people always say that cuteness is justice.

Just when Yu Wuhuan looked desperate, Zhengzong coughed lightly twice, as if to show his sense of existence.

At this moment, Yu Wuhuan suddenly remembered that the other party might be a deity that even weak humans were willing to protect. She seemed to have grasped the last straw, tugging at the corner of authentic clothes, and begged in a humble tone.

"My lord, I know you must have a solution, please save us beastmen!"

Here, what you are waiting for!

Zhengzong's eyes flashed, and he touched Yuwuhuan's fluffy fox ears with his hands unceremoniously. While feeling refreshed in his heart, he still asked calmly on the surface.

"Yes, yes, but what's the price?"

In fact, it doesn't take much energy to protect these surviving orcs, but why should he do some laborious and not good things?

In the final analysis, since he chose to protect humans at the beginning, no matter what happens to other races, they can only be regarded as winners and losers.

Now he is willing to talk to these beastmen only because he values ​​Yu Wuhuan, the cute beast ear girl that he 'used to love'. As for other beastmen, it is at most a bonus.

"cost……"

Speaking of this, Yu Wuhuan's expression seemed a little hesitant, but what she hesitated was not whether to agree or not, but what price she should pay.

After all, even the orcs have heard about the good situation of human beings - they have enough food and shelter, they will not be killed by the superior race, and they can live in peace.

These are all things that can be met but not sought after in this era of war!

Yu Wuhuan looked at those adults who usually treated her well, wandering around like walking corpses, a flash of determination flashed across her immature face.

She pursed her dry lips, took a deep breath, and finally showed the courage of the leader.

"I don't know what price Lord God needs us and other beastmen to pay. As long as the Lord is willing to protect these women and children, we will sacrifice our lives and give a small amount of strength!"

"Master Yuhuan..."

Not only the elders of the orc race, but even some young adults and civilians below couldn't help but widen their eyes after the witch royal ring spoke, as if they were shocked by this decision.

But at the next moment, it was as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and the group became excited.

"That's right, as long as Master Yu Wuhuan orders, we are willing to sacrifice ourselves!"

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

To be honest, seeing the orcs so fanatical, Zhengzong almost thought that he should not join some cult.

Damn it, shouldn't the orcs be all Lolicons?

However, isn't this exactly what I want?

Thinking of this, Zhengzong smiled and said, "Okay, then it's settled!"

PS: Sitting up in shock while dying, the clown was actually myself.

I'm sorry, I'm a waste, I thought there was a group of weak chickens in the wine market, and no one was my enemy.

It turned out that there was an old Yinbi who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and he looked like a normal person after drinking nearly a catty of liquor, which was outrageous.

It's a batch that makes my brain ache...

Chapter 582 Chapter 60 Such an arrogant god is not allowed!

In the end, Zhengzong didn't let those orcs sacrifice anything, after all, his purpose from the beginning was to abduct little Lolita, the beast ear mother, to fluff her hair.

However, what I didn't expect was that the group of orcs who kept saying that they would do anything at all costs, after learning that he was going to take the imperial witch ring away, they expressed their opposition with expressions of wanting to eat people.

However, under the consolation of Yu Wuhuan and the huge gap in strength, they could only swallow this bitter fruit with gritted teeth, crying like a collapsed bear child.

But this is just sitting back and watching the authentic guess. The fact that Yu Wuhuan was able to sit on the leader position at such a young age is because the orcs are all lolicons!

In a sense, it is really not easy for this race to survive...

However, when Zhengzong was still living a shameless life in a calm and unhurried manner, a certain "strongest god" couldn't sit still.

"Why, why haven't you attacked for so long, you and the weakest group of monkeys should be fully prepared!"

The smile on Artosh's face gradually disappeared, and he pinched the armrest of the chair feeling very confused.

He originally thought that after the visitor from another world had completed his purpose, he would immediately engage in a decisive battle with him in order to snatch the throne and star cup of the only god.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party not only didn't come to challenge him, but ran to find the orcs who didn't play any role.

can't understand-

"In this case, I will be the first to sound the horn of the decisive battle!"

Saying so, Artosh raised his right hand high.

However, just like this made Abant Heim tremble, and space and time were also shocked.

The strong sense of oppression caused the many Flügel present to let out small wailing sounds.

However, God of War didn't care about the status of his dependents, but issued a cold declaration:

"All - prepare."

The sentence that canceled all of Azrael's instructions meant only one thing.

The god of war, the strongest god, the full power of the master who is the king of kings.

Concentrating a part of its power, all the Flügel's "Sky Strike" and releasing it, it is an unparalleled blow that would make all gods surrender——"Divine Strike"

"Excuse me, forgive me, my master, their purpose may be to let the master attack first, so as to arouse the hatred and targeting of other gods..."

No matter at what time, the first one to start a battle will always attract more eyes and hostility.

Azrael reminded, but what Artosh said was an arrogant answer that only the strongest would allow:

"so what?"

Stared at by fierce golden eyes, Azrael stood still as if struck by lightning.

That's right, the master is the strongest king, and the Flügel himself are his servants.

The master is absolute, and the master is the strongest.

The so-called strong is the master, and the weak is everyone except the master.

If the weak show off their cleverness, what should the strong, king, god, and master do?

Even though it was only for a moment, Azrael felt ashamed that she had hurt her master because of that person and forgot such a simple thing, so she shouted loudly:

"All Flügel—prepare for [Sky Strike]! Entrust everything to Artosh-sama!"

Azrael recalled the spirit in Artosh's ferocious smile.

The master is the strongest, unparalleled in this world!Then, what is there to be afraid of in the face of the foolish tactics of the weak showing off their cleverness!Why hesitate!What's so confusing? !

Responding to the command Azrael said, the Flügel poured power into their wings together.

"Taking hatred as a joy, greedy for anger, and allowing rebellion! Doting on their stupidity is the strongest embodiment of the Flügel created by the master and the master.

Dedicate your wings to the master's decision and show them!

The group of ignorant people who don't know how powerful their master is--those are the "strong" who completely trample on them as they please! ! "

Seeing how the Flügels unleashed their surging power, Artosh smiled contentedly.

Then use a calm voice that can shake the world: "All races with intelligence, fight with all your strength, otherwise all that awaits you is destruction!"

No matter what race it is, it doesn't matter whether it's the weakest human being or a visitor from another world.

In front of the power that can destroy all things, everything in the world, and return them all to dust.

Fight or die—this is the decision of the strongest world king, Artosh, the god of war.

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"Om..."

Suddenly, a slight low hum sounded, which was the trembling of the elf corridor in this world.

Zhengzong, Jibril, and Shubi were the first to react, their faces froze slightly.

The earth trembled, and it seemed that there were huge roaring explosions in many places, as if some huge monster was about to break free from the shackles and break free from hell.