Although trees can convey messages, they do not, like smart creatures, have many words to express specific meanings. They will only convey the simplest emotional fluctuations!The person who spoke was a serious magician, who was about fifty years old and was not astonishing as he looked, but the wizard's robe was in a conspicuous position, embroidered with a golden cross and four equally golden stars.
Of course, the little hooligan has no good impression of this magician, because when the magician speaks, he always shows a powerful aura, intentionally or unintentionally.
This made the little hooligan very uncomfortable.
The little hooligan naturally didn't know that the aura he felt was already the result of his hard work to restrain himself in view of his young quasi-super-level magician. Usually, this great master Sfan is not just a sensational person.
The President of the St. Warlon Magic Association, the Chief Leader of the Royal Magical Corps, the Dean of the Royal Magic Academy, and the General Supervisor of the Palace Magical Corps, the second only to King Lear, is a high-end figure who really stomps his feet and the entire empire will shake three times.
His power is even higher than King Lear. You should know that although King Lear is strong, he does not like to manage secular power. Each of the several positions of Master Sfan, can be said to be the peak that the magician of the St. Warlon Empire can reach.
Therefore, if you want to build a huge forest magic network, you have to build many smart terminals, that is, a large number of tree people are needed to be distributed in various communication stations!Master Sfan continued: Only tree people can restore the vague emotions transmitted between trees into specific information, but even so, a large amount of information will be lost between translations... After all, although plant emotions can convey information, it is difficult to say how this emotion arises... In addition to large-scale information such as typhoons, earthquakes, or wars, and large-scale army migrations, it is easy to understand, but a team of dozens of people is a caravan or a scout of the army, those trees cannot be distinguished. The two groups of people fighting, whether soldiers with weapons are fighting, or villagers with hoes are fighting, they are even more irrecognizable...
Dean Donald sighed and said: That is to say, Rigg's proposal is of little use?
Master Sifan laughed, looked at the superstars around him with different expressions, and said: There must be some uses, but this kind of magic net with blurred information can only be used to convey major and huge information. A small amount of information is a waste...
Do this "crastinuous" master agree or oppose Ah?Hearing it, Rig, who was big on his head, couldn't help but sigh. It's been two days, and he's still talking nonsense. He's so energetic!
Divirachi laughed and said: Of course he agreed, otherwise, it would take two days of experiments and research here?
Then what is he constantly opposing to do?The little gangster asked strangely.
Stupid Ah, what he opposed was to build this forest magic net in the Scorpion tail area... I haven't heard of Ah, this forest magic net is only suitable for big places and big information... Is there any place bigger than the San Hualong Empire in the Donglai Continent?Black Charcoal Head exposes the true meaning of the words of Master Sfan.
The little hooligan was stunned for a moment before he suddenly said: After a long time of doing it, he wanted to turn Kana and the others to San Hualong to Ah?
Of course, they are the super-level of San Hualong. They spent two days here. Do you really think they are working hard for you to be the gangster club in the Scorpion Tail area?Hei Tantou said with a slight mockery: It is beneficial to move it to his home. Even a three-year-old child knows that he is a group of super-level mages in his tens or hundreds of years old. Is this not as good as a three-year-old child?
It doesn't matter to Rig. The little hooligan has always had superficial knowledge. The most important thing is that he did not regard the tree man as his own private property. There is no difference between whether the Forest Magic Net was built in the Scorpion Tail area or the St. Warlong Empire.
Of course, the boss of the Scorpion Tail Area Club has always been a professional aspiration that the little hooligan has been obsessed with, but even if he is not educated, Rig knows that his current identity is more than just a boss of a rogue club?
So, he was just yelling to be happy if he was poor.
It has to be said that although San Warlon and Meti, the two most powerful countries of Atlantis, both regarded the little guy who had the vision of Rig as the most precious genius, the little hooligan himself had never had this kind of enlightenment. After all, he knew deeply that all the mystery he showed came from Lord Zhuzi who lived with him, but Lord Zhuzi could never be exposed to the sun. Therefore, from the bottom of his bones, Rig was still the short-sighted little hooligan, without any genius arrogance or arrogance.
This is also one of the reasons why these super-level magicians in the two empires are always extremely compatible with each other. None of these super-level magicians standing at the peak of human magic is not a mature person. Of course, it can be seen that this little genius has no ambitions or conspiracy, which makes the super-levels who have seen too much cunning human nature feel more valuable.
How long does it take to struggle?Rigg muttered in a low voice with some impatientness.
Divirach, who was also bored next to him, said a little depressedly: In the eyes of these old-fashioned old men, establishing a new magic research proposition is a very cautious and serious matter, and it is natural to argue and refute this for several months...
Seeing that the little hooligan's face was obviously wrong, Hei Tantou hurriedly said: Of course, the situation is special now. I believe they won't talk about it for that long, but at least a few days is indispensable...
So I don’t like reading!Rig used this reason to make him unlearning and ignorant: Are these old men stupid to read books?
The magician is not stupid for reading books... Do you think super-level beauties like Vice President Susan and Audrey's God Realm?Divirachi chuckled.
Thinking of Susan and Audrey, the little hooligan felt a little hot, and at the same time the irritability became even more intense. Black Charcoal Head, let's just go to Vice President Susan and the others!Rigg suddenly thought to himself.
Divirach was about to say something, when a knight hurriedly walked in from outside. Seeing Rig and Divirach leaning on the tree, he stopped and walked and said, "Of course, Lord Ampa, a strange person came outside, saying that he wanted to meet the supreme leader here!"
Of course, Rig would not be the highest leader of these super-level magicians in the Saint Waldorn Empire, but the knight also understood that if he reported such a small matter to the group of old magicians who were discussing it enthusiastically, the only result would be to be scolded. Please convey it to the little mage Plato who has a good relationship with them.
Who is Ah?Rig asked, looking at the knight of the St. Wallon Empire Expeditionary Force.
As Acebira said, the earthquake in the Yokogawa Valley broke through the barrier and attracted unparalleled attention, and the subsequent attack by the super-level magician of the St. Wallon Empire made the frightened Duchy of Alexander feel relieved.
However, for the Imperial Expeditionary Force that was rushing to the Hokkaido Valley, the defeat of the barbarians was not good news. More than 100,000 barbarian soldiers who were scattering and retreating to the beach became their last chance to make military achievements on this trip. Therefore, the Expeditionary Force, which had always been slow, suddenly started to move quickly. It took only one day for five thousand cavalry vanguards to arrive at the front line.
When the super-level magicians studied the problem, they were all selfless. When they saw the army passing by, Rig, who was short of food and clothing, stopped him without thinking, but he was still in the expeditionary army.
The vanguard cavalry naturally left enough supplies for this group of super-level national treasures who were so no longer available to eat, and then sent a team of knights to serve as guards.
Super-level magicians naturally don't need these ordinary knights to guard, but for the Expeditionary Force, this is an excellent opportunity to flatter. Besides, these knights are very diligent in letting idle people stay away, boiling water and cooking, hunting and tents, etc. Super-level magicians naturally won't refuse to enjoy it.
He is a homeless man!The Knight replied: He said there are important things to report to the supreme leader of the Expeditionary Force!
tramp?Rig couldn't help but look at Divirachi beside him, and Black Charcoal immediately glared at him dissatisfiedly: What are you looking at?I am not a homeless man, I am a bard who travels around the world with lofty goals and a legitimate profession...
Let's go and have a look!Rigg was interested, but he was bored anyway, so it would be nice to watch the fun.
When Rig and Divirach came to the woods, the first thing they saw was a very thin horse under the hillside. Then, on the back of Shou Gu Linlin's horse, there was a torn boy with a yellow face and a slim hair.
The boy is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an ordinary appearance and a tattered dress. What's even more strange is that he tied a few pieces of the same ragged clothes on the outside of the ragged clothes, and even the colors and shapes are definitely not matched, and all of them are rusty armor pieces!
A terrible short sword was inserted diagonally on the decaying belt.
Rigg was stunned for a moment, looked up and down the boy in surprise, and whispered: What is the origin of this?If this guy didn't have that horse, he would be like a beggar... After having that horse, he would be a beggar!
It's so miserable, adventurer...but there is no badge...Divirach also looked up and down, guessing with uncertainty.
Seeing the knight bringing out a little magician about the same age as him from the woods, the boy was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed an excited look. At this time, he saw Divirachi and Rig whisperingly biting his ears, and quickly said loudly: Ranger Parod, the most magical little magician that he had ever seen, Lord Rig Ampa.
Do you recognize me?Rigg said strangely, and then Divirachi said in surprise: Are you a ranger?
The boy who claimed to be Parod immediately raised his head and said with his chest out: Yes.
Rigg naturally knew that the so-called ranger was a group of free adventurers who disdained to register with the Adventurers Association, or they could also be said to be homeless people... The difference between them and ordinary wanderers is that these people are somewhat capable. Of course, as the adventurer's system becomes more and more standardized, this profession has basically become a legend in Atlantis... just like the minstrel profession with black charcoal heads.
So looking at this Ranger boy who only appears in the magic drama, Rig asked with interest: Is there still the Ranger profession now?
Of course there is, am I just proof?Parod tried to look proud and raised his chin high.
Divirachi said sarcastically: I think you can't even test the lowest level standards of the Adventurers Association, so you call yourself a Ranger, right?
Atlantis, the mercenary association and adventurer association in any country are civil organizations under official supervision. They cannot recruit ordinary people with insufficient force at will. Otherwise, ordinary people will take risks and become mercenaries. Who will farm, business and support the country?
Therefore, mercenary associations and adventurers associations in various countries have strict grade exams when they join the association. Those who fail the exam will naturally not get badges from association members, and there will be no way to get help from associations and earn rewards for various tasks. Even passing the passes of various countries is a big trouble!
Parod immediately turned red, his eyes glared at Divirachi, and his thin hand was already holding the hilt of the sword wrapped around his waist.
Naturally, Divirachi stared at the little homeless man without showing any weakness. Looking at his fierce face and his strong body as if he was a hill, the Parod Ranger took a deep breath, and finally turned around in disappointment and snorted coldly: I have brought an important news to tell the highest leader of the San Hualong Expeditionary Force.
Divirach pointed at Rig and laughed: The highest leader here is Amp’s little magician. Since you know his name, you should also know that the hundreds of thousands of expeditionary troops of the St. Warlon Empire were all sent by the emperor for the sake of His Excellency Ampa!
Parrot, half-believing and half-doubted, looked at Rigg with surprise. Rigg had a good impression of this guy. He estimated that this little guy who was about the same age as him was also playing a rogue because he couldn't afford the adventurer... This was like he wanted to join the club, but in the end he was just a helpless little hooligan, with a hero at the end and a ill-diseased pity.
So Rig smiled and said: The supreme leader of hundreds of thousands of troops is not so easy to see, but if you really have something important, I promise to help you achieve it.In fact, there is only a group of noisy old men in the woods. The real expeditionary marshal is at least one day away.
Parot hesitated for a moment, glanced at the knights of the guards around him, then thought for a while, and then whispered: Those natives are setting up an ambush!
Rigg was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: What natives and ambush?
Parot pointed at him and said: It was the natives who came from the Southern Islands who set up an ambush in Jichang Ridge in front!A big ambush!
How far is Jichangling?How many people are lying in ambush?The knight on one side asked anxiously.
It’s about half a day away from here... The people who are lying in ambush, at least tens of thousands of natives!Parot gestured.
Their target is the vanguard?The knight changed his color in horror.
Divirachi snorted: People ambush tens of thousands of people just for the 5,000 vanguard army Ah?Besides, the half-day journey he mentioned refers to walking, right?The vanguards all ride horses, have they passed long ago?That ranger, right?
Parot nodded repeatedly: Yes, right!The cavalry had already passed Jichangling, and they did not find any ambush...
Obviously, Ying Mulan's little girl is now fighting the expeditionary force!Divirach shrugged and said in admiration: This little girl is really brave enough to do something. She has been integrated by her in two days after more than 100,000 defeated barbarians?Even with the help of the fake charlatan Aispira, this would be too awesome!
The faces of several knights changed, and Rig asked strangely: Is Ying Mulan ambushing the army there to attack the San Walong Expeditionary Force?
It should be right, but the barbarians were defeated. The only one who chased the fallen dogs behind was not necessarily the only one who was Ah. Ying Xiaoniangpi probably caught whom, but from the moment she looked, the expeditionary army ran the fastest!Divirachi laughed.
The Southern Archipelago's army is well-known in the Scorpion Tail area. Every small country knows that the barbarians are dispersed and they cannot have the ambition to chase and kill... That is more than 100,000 people. A small country like the Principal of Plato, only 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers in the country, and there is no combat power at all!
Only the expeditionary army of the Saint-Wallon Empire will not take the barbarian defeated soldiers seriously. After all, a regular army of 300,000 will not be difficult to defeat more than 100,000 barbarian troops even on the front battlefield. What's more, the barbarians have now become defeated soldiers without a system and command system!
If the Imperial Expeditionary Force, with this idea, dives into Yingmulan's encirclement, the consequences will be really worrying. You should know that the Scorpion Tail area is continuous, with dense forests, numerous river valleys, and the terrain is very complex. As long as more than 100,000 people occupy the favorable terrain, close the key entrances and exits, and set up an encirclement, it is really easy to surround 300,000 people...
Although Divirachi has already said that Yingmulan does not have such an appetite, the little hooligan doesn't think so. That woman is crazy when doing things. Who would have thought that she would dare to bury all the super-levels of Meti and San Walong in the temple in one go?
This should be known to President Donald and the others immediately!Rigg thought for a moment and said to Divirachi.
No.A rough voice sounded, and Rigg turned around in shock, but saw King Lear walking towards here, with a happy smile on his old face, whose hair and beard were white.
Your Highness.The knights around immediately gave a big gift, and even Rig leaned his body slightly. After all, this was the only heavenly rank mage in the Donglai Continent, and his status in the San Hualong Empire was even far superior to that of the emperor.
Let those guys go and have a quarrel, just go and have a look.King Lear glanced at the woods behind him with disdain and said with a smile.
Rigg was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, the knight next to him was already anxiously saying: Your Highness, this is not good!
What a bad thing, the group of sour and sour people who only know how to soak in the laboratory have made my head hurt in the past two days!King Lear blew his beard and cursed with glaring eyes: They like to quarrel, so let them quarrel here enough!Little guy, let’s go and see, Ying Mulan, what’s the weird thing about that little girl!
Divirach immediately raised his hand: His Highness, King Lear, I want to go too!
You go, can you fly?King Lear immediately glared at the black charcoal head again. It was obvious that the academic debate between the super-level magicians in the past two days made this violent heavenly rank who likes to fight and escalate.
I can't fly...but he can't Ah!At the sky-level mage who was about to run away, Divirach shrugged and pointed at Rig.
You can't fly, either?King Lear looked at Rig in surprise. After all, flying magic is not profound. Even if he is not a wind-type mage, ordinary middle-level late-stage magicians can fly in the sky. Not to mention, Rig also ended up with a quasi-super-level signature that cheated on him all day long.
The little hooligan said without any embarrassment: I am the art magician Ah... Besides, even if I can fly, won’t we bring this little ranger with me?Without bringing him, how do we know where Yingmulan's army was ambushed?
King Lear glanced at Parrot who was huddled on his horse, thought for a while, waved his hand and said: Okay, then let's go!After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, a staff that was as thick as black as a mace was added to his hand.
Your Highness, you are leaving like this, how can we explain to Dean Sfan?The knight on one side was anxious. Although King Lear was the president of the St. Warlon Magic Association and had a respectable status, he didn't care. Among the super-level magicians, the real leader was actually Sfan, the president of the Magic Association.
Just tell me, I’ve just counted him as he has been the most quarrel these days!As soon as King Lear raised his staff, a magic cloud with lightning crackled, wrapping up the little hooligan, Divirachi, and Parot on the horse. After a loud bang, several people disappeared without a trace in the thunder and lightning, leaving only a thin horse that was frightened and neighed and a few knights looking at each other.
Of course, the little hooligan has no good impression of this magician, because when the magician speaks, he always shows a powerful aura, intentionally or unintentionally.
This made the little hooligan very uncomfortable.
The little hooligan naturally didn't know that the aura he felt was already the result of his hard work to restrain himself in view of his young quasi-super-level magician. Usually, this great master Sfan is not just a sensational person.
The President of the St. Warlon Magic Association, the Chief Leader of the Royal Magical Corps, the Dean of the Royal Magic Academy, and the General Supervisor of the Palace Magical Corps, the second only to King Lear, is a high-end figure who really stomps his feet and the entire empire will shake three times.
His power is even higher than King Lear. You should know that although King Lear is strong, he does not like to manage secular power. Each of the several positions of Master Sfan, can be said to be the peak that the magician of the St. Warlon Empire can reach.
Therefore, if you want to build a huge forest magic network, you have to build many smart terminals, that is, a large number of tree people are needed to be distributed in various communication stations!Master Sfan continued: Only tree people can restore the vague emotions transmitted between trees into specific information, but even so, a large amount of information will be lost between translations... After all, although plant emotions can convey information, it is difficult to say how this emotion arises... In addition to large-scale information such as typhoons, earthquakes, or wars, and large-scale army migrations, it is easy to understand, but a team of dozens of people is a caravan or a scout of the army, those trees cannot be distinguished. The two groups of people fighting, whether soldiers with weapons are fighting, or villagers with hoes are fighting, they are even more irrecognizable...
Dean Donald sighed and said: That is to say, Rigg's proposal is of little use?
Master Sifan laughed, looked at the superstars around him with different expressions, and said: There must be some uses, but this kind of magic net with blurred information can only be used to convey major and huge information. A small amount of information is a waste...
Do this "crastinuous" master agree or oppose Ah?Hearing it, Rig, who was big on his head, couldn't help but sigh. It's been two days, and he's still talking nonsense. He's so energetic!
Divirachi laughed and said: Of course he agreed, otherwise, it would take two days of experiments and research here?
Then what is he constantly opposing to do?The little gangster asked strangely.
Stupid Ah, what he opposed was to build this forest magic net in the Scorpion tail area... I haven't heard of Ah, this forest magic net is only suitable for big places and big information... Is there any place bigger than the San Hualong Empire in the Donglai Continent?Black Charcoal Head exposes the true meaning of the words of Master Sfan.
The little hooligan was stunned for a moment before he suddenly said: After a long time of doing it, he wanted to turn Kana and the others to San Hualong to Ah?
Of course, they are the super-level of San Hualong. They spent two days here. Do you really think they are working hard for you to be the gangster club in the Scorpion Tail area?Hei Tantou said with a slight mockery: It is beneficial to move it to his home. Even a three-year-old child knows that he is a group of super-level mages in his tens or hundreds of years old. Is this not as good as a three-year-old child?
It doesn't matter to Rig. The little hooligan has always had superficial knowledge. The most important thing is that he did not regard the tree man as his own private property. There is no difference between whether the Forest Magic Net was built in the Scorpion Tail area or the St. Warlong Empire.
Of course, the boss of the Scorpion Tail Area Club has always been a professional aspiration that the little hooligan has been obsessed with, but even if he is not educated, Rig knows that his current identity is more than just a boss of a rogue club?
So, he was just yelling to be happy if he was poor.
It has to be said that although San Warlon and Meti, the two most powerful countries of Atlantis, both regarded the little guy who had the vision of Rig as the most precious genius, the little hooligan himself had never had this kind of enlightenment. After all, he knew deeply that all the mystery he showed came from Lord Zhuzi who lived with him, but Lord Zhuzi could never be exposed to the sun. Therefore, from the bottom of his bones, Rig was still the short-sighted little hooligan, without any genius arrogance or arrogance.
This is also one of the reasons why these super-level magicians in the two empires are always extremely compatible with each other. None of these super-level magicians standing at the peak of human magic is not a mature person. Of course, it can be seen that this little genius has no ambitions or conspiracy, which makes the super-levels who have seen too much cunning human nature feel more valuable.
How long does it take to struggle?Rigg muttered in a low voice with some impatientness.
Divirach, who was also bored next to him, said a little depressedly: In the eyes of these old-fashioned old men, establishing a new magic research proposition is a very cautious and serious matter, and it is natural to argue and refute this for several months...
Seeing that the little hooligan's face was obviously wrong, Hei Tantou hurriedly said: Of course, the situation is special now. I believe they won't talk about it for that long, but at least a few days is indispensable...
So I don’t like reading!Rig used this reason to make him unlearning and ignorant: Are these old men stupid to read books?
The magician is not stupid for reading books... Do you think super-level beauties like Vice President Susan and Audrey's God Realm?Divirachi chuckled.
Thinking of Susan and Audrey, the little hooligan felt a little hot, and at the same time the irritability became even more intense. Black Charcoal Head, let's just go to Vice President Susan and the others!Rigg suddenly thought to himself.
Divirach was about to say something, when a knight hurriedly walked in from outside. Seeing Rig and Divirach leaning on the tree, he stopped and walked and said, "Of course, Lord Ampa, a strange person came outside, saying that he wanted to meet the supreme leader here!"
Of course, Rig would not be the highest leader of these super-level magicians in the Saint Waldorn Empire, but the knight also understood that if he reported such a small matter to the group of old magicians who were discussing it enthusiastically, the only result would be to be scolded. Please convey it to the little mage Plato who has a good relationship with them.
Who is Ah?Rig asked, looking at the knight of the St. Wallon Empire Expeditionary Force.
As Acebira said, the earthquake in the Yokogawa Valley broke through the barrier and attracted unparalleled attention, and the subsequent attack by the super-level magician of the St. Wallon Empire made the frightened Duchy of Alexander feel relieved.
However, for the Imperial Expeditionary Force that was rushing to the Hokkaido Valley, the defeat of the barbarians was not good news. More than 100,000 barbarian soldiers who were scattering and retreating to the beach became their last chance to make military achievements on this trip. Therefore, the Expeditionary Force, which had always been slow, suddenly started to move quickly. It took only one day for five thousand cavalry vanguards to arrive at the front line.
When the super-level magicians studied the problem, they were all selfless. When they saw the army passing by, Rig, who was short of food and clothing, stopped him without thinking, but he was still in the expeditionary army.
The vanguard cavalry naturally left enough supplies for this group of super-level national treasures who were so no longer available to eat, and then sent a team of knights to serve as guards.
Super-level magicians naturally don't need these ordinary knights to guard, but for the Expeditionary Force, this is an excellent opportunity to flatter. Besides, these knights are very diligent in letting idle people stay away, boiling water and cooking, hunting and tents, etc. Super-level magicians naturally won't refuse to enjoy it.
He is a homeless man!The Knight replied: He said there are important things to report to the supreme leader of the Expeditionary Force!
tramp?Rig couldn't help but look at Divirachi beside him, and Black Charcoal immediately glared at him dissatisfiedly: What are you looking at?I am not a homeless man, I am a bard who travels around the world with lofty goals and a legitimate profession...
Let's go and have a look!Rigg was interested, but he was bored anyway, so it would be nice to watch the fun.
When Rig and Divirach came to the woods, the first thing they saw was a very thin horse under the hillside. Then, on the back of Shou Gu Linlin's horse, there was a torn boy with a yellow face and a slim hair.
The boy is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an ordinary appearance and a tattered dress. What's even more strange is that he tied a few pieces of the same ragged clothes on the outside of the ragged clothes, and even the colors and shapes are definitely not matched, and all of them are rusty armor pieces!
A terrible short sword was inserted diagonally on the decaying belt.
Rigg was stunned for a moment, looked up and down the boy in surprise, and whispered: What is the origin of this?If this guy didn't have that horse, he would be like a beggar... After having that horse, he would be a beggar!
It's so miserable, adventurer...but there is no badge...Divirach also looked up and down, guessing with uncertainty.
Seeing the knight bringing out a little magician about the same age as him from the woods, the boy was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed an excited look. At this time, he saw Divirachi and Rig whisperingly biting his ears, and quickly said loudly: Ranger Parod, the most magical little magician that he had ever seen, Lord Rig Ampa.
Do you recognize me?Rigg said strangely, and then Divirachi said in surprise: Are you a ranger?
The boy who claimed to be Parod immediately raised his head and said with his chest out: Yes.
Rigg naturally knew that the so-called ranger was a group of free adventurers who disdained to register with the Adventurers Association, or they could also be said to be homeless people... The difference between them and ordinary wanderers is that these people are somewhat capable. Of course, as the adventurer's system becomes more and more standardized, this profession has basically become a legend in Atlantis... just like the minstrel profession with black charcoal heads.
So looking at this Ranger boy who only appears in the magic drama, Rig asked with interest: Is there still the Ranger profession now?
Of course there is, am I just proof?Parod tried to look proud and raised his chin high.
Divirachi said sarcastically: I think you can't even test the lowest level standards of the Adventurers Association, so you call yourself a Ranger, right?
Atlantis, the mercenary association and adventurer association in any country are civil organizations under official supervision. They cannot recruit ordinary people with insufficient force at will. Otherwise, ordinary people will take risks and become mercenaries. Who will farm, business and support the country?
Therefore, mercenary associations and adventurers associations in various countries have strict grade exams when they join the association. Those who fail the exam will naturally not get badges from association members, and there will be no way to get help from associations and earn rewards for various tasks. Even passing the passes of various countries is a big trouble!
Parod immediately turned red, his eyes glared at Divirachi, and his thin hand was already holding the hilt of the sword wrapped around his waist.
Naturally, Divirachi stared at the little homeless man without showing any weakness. Looking at his fierce face and his strong body as if he was a hill, the Parod Ranger took a deep breath, and finally turned around in disappointment and snorted coldly: I have brought an important news to tell the highest leader of the San Hualong Expeditionary Force.
Divirach pointed at Rig and laughed: The highest leader here is Amp’s little magician. Since you know his name, you should also know that the hundreds of thousands of expeditionary troops of the St. Warlon Empire were all sent by the emperor for the sake of His Excellency Ampa!
Parrot, half-believing and half-doubted, looked at Rigg with surprise. Rigg had a good impression of this guy. He estimated that this little guy who was about the same age as him was also playing a rogue because he couldn't afford the adventurer... This was like he wanted to join the club, but in the end he was just a helpless little hooligan, with a hero at the end and a ill-diseased pity.
So Rig smiled and said: The supreme leader of hundreds of thousands of troops is not so easy to see, but if you really have something important, I promise to help you achieve it.In fact, there is only a group of noisy old men in the woods. The real expeditionary marshal is at least one day away.
Parot hesitated for a moment, glanced at the knights of the guards around him, then thought for a while, and then whispered: Those natives are setting up an ambush!
Rigg was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: What natives and ambush?
Parot pointed at him and said: It was the natives who came from the Southern Islands who set up an ambush in Jichang Ridge in front!A big ambush!
How far is Jichangling?How many people are lying in ambush?The knight on one side asked anxiously.
It’s about half a day away from here... The people who are lying in ambush, at least tens of thousands of natives!Parot gestured.
Their target is the vanguard?The knight changed his color in horror.
Divirachi snorted: People ambush tens of thousands of people just for the 5,000 vanguard army Ah?Besides, the half-day journey he mentioned refers to walking, right?The vanguards all ride horses, have they passed long ago?That ranger, right?
Parot nodded repeatedly: Yes, right!The cavalry had already passed Jichangling, and they did not find any ambush...
Obviously, Ying Mulan's little girl is now fighting the expeditionary force!Divirach shrugged and said in admiration: This little girl is really brave enough to do something. She has been integrated by her in two days after more than 100,000 defeated barbarians?Even with the help of the fake charlatan Aispira, this would be too awesome!
The faces of several knights changed, and Rig asked strangely: Is Ying Mulan ambushing the army there to attack the San Walong Expeditionary Force?
It should be right, but the barbarians were defeated. The only one who chased the fallen dogs behind was not necessarily the only one who was Ah. Ying Xiaoniangpi probably caught whom, but from the moment she looked, the expeditionary army ran the fastest!Divirachi laughed.
The Southern Archipelago's army is well-known in the Scorpion Tail area. Every small country knows that the barbarians are dispersed and they cannot have the ambition to chase and kill... That is more than 100,000 people. A small country like the Principal of Plato, only 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers in the country, and there is no combat power at all!
Only the expeditionary army of the Saint-Wallon Empire will not take the barbarian defeated soldiers seriously. After all, a regular army of 300,000 will not be difficult to defeat more than 100,000 barbarian troops even on the front battlefield. What's more, the barbarians have now become defeated soldiers without a system and command system!
If the Imperial Expeditionary Force, with this idea, dives into Yingmulan's encirclement, the consequences will be really worrying. You should know that the Scorpion Tail area is continuous, with dense forests, numerous river valleys, and the terrain is very complex. As long as more than 100,000 people occupy the favorable terrain, close the key entrances and exits, and set up an encirclement, it is really easy to surround 300,000 people...
Although Divirachi has already said that Yingmulan does not have such an appetite, the little hooligan doesn't think so. That woman is crazy when doing things. Who would have thought that she would dare to bury all the super-levels of Meti and San Walong in the temple in one go?
This should be known to President Donald and the others immediately!Rigg thought for a moment and said to Divirachi.
No.A rough voice sounded, and Rigg turned around in shock, but saw King Lear walking towards here, with a happy smile on his old face, whose hair and beard were white.
Your Highness.The knights around immediately gave a big gift, and even Rig leaned his body slightly. After all, this was the only heavenly rank mage in the Donglai Continent, and his status in the San Hualong Empire was even far superior to that of the emperor.
Let those guys go and have a quarrel, just go and have a look.King Lear glanced at the woods behind him with disdain and said with a smile.
Rigg was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, the knight next to him was already anxiously saying: Your Highness, this is not good!
What a bad thing, the group of sour and sour people who only know how to soak in the laboratory have made my head hurt in the past two days!King Lear blew his beard and cursed with glaring eyes: They like to quarrel, so let them quarrel here enough!Little guy, let’s go and see, Ying Mulan, what’s the weird thing about that little girl!
Divirach immediately raised his hand: His Highness, King Lear, I want to go too!
You go, can you fly?King Lear immediately glared at the black charcoal head again. It was obvious that the academic debate between the super-level magicians in the past two days made this violent heavenly rank who likes to fight and escalate.
I can't fly...but he can't Ah!At the sky-level mage who was about to run away, Divirach shrugged and pointed at Rig.
You can't fly, either?King Lear looked at Rig in surprise. After all, flying magic is not profound. Even if he is not a wind-type mage, ordinary middle-level late-stage magicians can fly in the sky. Not to mention, Rig also ended up with a quasi-super-level signature that cheated on him all day long.
The little hooligan said without any embarrassment: I am the art magician Ah... Besides, even if I can fly, won’t we bring this little ranger with me?Without bringing him, how do we know where Yingmulan's army was ambushed?
King Lear glanced at Parrot who was huddled on his horse, thought for a while, waved his hand and said: Okay, then let's go!After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, a staff that was as thick as black as a mace was added to his hand.
Your Highness, you are leaving like this, how can we explain to Dean Sfan?The knight on one side was anxious. Although King Lear was the president of the St. Warlon Magic Association and had a respectable status, he didn't care. Among the super-level magicians, the real leader was actually Sfan, the president of the Magic Association.
Just tell me, I’ve just counted him as he has been the most quarrel these days!As soon as King Lear raised his staff, a magic cloud with lightning crackled, wrapping up the little hooligan, Divirachi, and Parot on the horse. After a loud bang, several people disappeared without a trace in the thunder and lightning, leaving only a thin horse that was frightened and neighed and a few knights looking at each other.
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