Chapter 1,240: The Collision at the First Meeting
"The Sorrows of a Young Wizard ()"
"Who are you?" Maras looked at the tall man in front of him, and his first reaction was: "Ogre?"
Lord Corleone immediately shut himself up, pointed at his nose and roared: "Have you ever seen such a handsome ogre? I am a human!"
"Human? I seem to have heard of it somewhere, but are you really not an underage ogre? You have two arms and two legs. Except for the fact that your skin is whiter than that of ogres, and your body is shorter and thinner than that of ogres, the rest There seems to be no difference between him and an ogre." Marath's words made Lord Corleone feel confused.
"Haha, my gorgeous armor, handsome appearance, and elegant and noble temperament can't be compared to that group of rubbish that can't even make a fire to cook and don't even know how to wear clothes. Boy, do you dare to say that again? "Ogre, believe it or not, I will chop off half of your back and turn you into an ogre." Lord Corleone was eager to beat him up.
Malas felt a strong threat from him. Although the other party concealed his strength very well, he still let him know that he was not an opponent. Well, after all, he was grabbed by the neck from the temporary station quietly. Those who come out are probably better than me no matter what.
Although he has not fully recovered until now, his half strength is not so bad. This person is a master!
"You were the one who reminded me to hide under the bridge during the day, right?" Malas suddenly thought of something, and a strange look flashed across his face.
Lord Corleone nodded and said, "Yes, I explored the hell demon camp during the day, and just in time they were attacking your tribe. Seeing how difficult it was for you to resist, I gave you some casual advice. Although you have a little talent, But on the battlefield, you are too far behind, you are just an amateur."
"I am the future chief of the Youhe tribe and the current captain of the combat hunting team. I once hunted second-level monsters." Malas retorted unconvinced.
"Haha, with your strength and IQ, you can only deal with those brainless monsters. Enemies with a little bit of brains can eat you to death." Lord Corleone snorted and said, "Don't be unconvinced. , If I lead twenty first-level warriors, no one will be injured. Not only can I block the enemy's path, but I can also cause greater damage."
"hehe"
"Hey, I have such a bad temper, I must show you how powerful I am today." Lord Corleone was gearing up to teach him a lesson, but was silenced by Malas's words, "You can do that too." Bully me, the patient, and fight those demons from hell if you can."
"Bang!" Lord Corleone punched him down and said angrily: "Do you think I have killed very few hell demons?"
"Have you killed many hell demons?" Speaking of hell demons, Malas immediately became energetic. Lord Corleone smiled and said: "Where do you think I come from? Do you know what it is like outside this small space? world?"
Lord Corleone threw a bottle of sacred potion casually, and Malas drank it in one gulp without warning. Then he found that most of his injuries were relieved at once, and the toxin disappeared without a trace, making his eyes twinkle. Brilliant light, "This is..."
"Holy potion, a brand new holy potion made using the holy water produced by the church and created by wizards." Lord Corleone waved his hand and said, "It's just a small thing, not worth making a fuss about. Let me tell you..."
Malas's heart was racing when he heard that he couldn't help himself. The continent of gods, wizard islands, abyss battlefield, different spaces, great warriors, sky warriors, holy warriors, demigods, gods, and main gods. It turns out that the sky warriors are not the pinnacle of strength. In the abyss battlefield, he is only qualified to participate in the front, and will not be the cannon fodder at the bottom.
It turns out that my world is just a small alien space, and the outside world turns out to be so vast. It turns out that the world where my ancestors lived is called the Wizard Islands.
There are more centaurs there, and even the strongest ones have reached the level of demigods.
"Then you come from the Holy Land of Light in the Abyss Battlefield. The Holy Land of Light is so strong that the minimum strength requirement for explorers is Level 2. Can you send the information here back? As long as we cooperate, you can send more Will there be more powerful masters to eliminate the demons in hell and rescue us?" Maras looked at the Lord Corleone expectantly.
Lord Corleone curled his lips and said: "The space of your different space is low and small, and cannot accommodate those who are too strong. The second level peak is already the limit. The strength of the different spaces that the Holy Domain needs to fight against are generally very powerful. This is the only way. Only space has the value of expedition. Unless it will have a great impact on the Wizarding Islands and Gods Continent, ordinary first-order and second-order alien spaces are not worth launching an expedition.”
"Why not?! Aren't the demons from hell our common enemy?" Malas couldn't help but feel anxious.
Lord Corleone took a deep look at him and said: "The world is like this, full of predators and utilitarianism. Everything must be weighed, whether the investment and harvest are balanced, whether it is worth it, expedition is different from exploration, investment will It’s very, very big, and this alien space of yours is not worthy of the Holy Domain’s investment.”
"Is this limited help? You don't mind lending a helping hand, as long as we can pay the due price." The old chief's voice came from behind the big tree not far away.
Malas stood up in a hurry and ran over, "Father, why are you here?"
The old chief rubbed his fiery red hair and said: "My son was captured in the camp. As a father, I would be relieved if I didn't come over to take a look. I just didn't expect that the hell demons and humans predicted by our ancestors would actually be there." Appeared one after another, is this the so-called fate? "
Lord Corleone shrugged and said: "Sa, who knows, but one thing can be confirmed, the hell demons appeared in this different space earlier than us. They were not brought by us. It is more likely that they were caused by their invasion. The fluctuation of your coordinates in this different space caused a reaction in the star map, which led to our exploration mission this time."
The old chief saluted and said: "I don't doubt your intentions. After all, when facing the demons of hell, our positions are the same. We hope to get your help, no matter how big or small."
Lord Corleone chuckled. It would be weird to believe you. You old guy is much more cunning and sinister than your son. Our positions may not be the same when it comes to hell demons. Maybe for the natives in different spaces, there is actually a difference between us and hell demons. It’s not very big, they’re all outsiders.
It's just that the demons in hell are more aggressive and cruel, while the position of those of us is somewhat ambiguous. We may be enemies or friends.
Well, the premise is that we will not take the initiative to plunder the resources of this different space, otherwise they will definitely stand against us.
But what is the purpose of the expedition team going to another space?
Space and resources!
"Why are we sitting in the abyss throwing our lives and blood? Isn't it just to protect our homeland? Facing the demons of hell, we will kill when we can, and behead when we can. On this point, our positions are indeed the same. However, we are just an exploration team. The number of members is effective, and we can still make a difference when facing a few hell demons. This time, the number of hell demons is slightly..."
"Understood. Experts use their methods as masters, and armies use their methods as large armies. The number of my centaur warriors is enough to offset the number of hell's demon army. It's just that the master level is slightly lacking. If you can do this..." The old chief seemed to There was no intention of letting him go.
Lord Corleone smiled and said: "In this exploration, our exploration team has six members in total. The one with the lowest strength is above your son, and I am the strongest among them. Cooperation is okay, but we need to see your Sincerity.”
"By the way, this invasion of hell demons does not seem to be simple. The number of hell demons may far exceed your expectations. There is a teleportation array in their camp, and new hell demons are constantly pouring in. Although the carrying capacity is not Not much, but the victory is a steady stream. If this teleportation array cannot be destroyed as soon as possible, I'm afraid..."