Lord of the Oasis Chapter 790: .Speech at the underground venue

"Do you know why we took you to the island?" Kant asked Raphael, looking at him.

"I know." Raphael lowered his eyes and said, "I want me to find out the island forces hidden in the dark for you."

Kant was silent for a while after hearing Raphael's answer, then said, "Will you do this for us?"

Raphael fell silent and did not answer Kant's question. Instead, he asked, "If I don't agree, will you let me go?"

"No." Kant denied with a calm expression: "We will use you as a bait, and try our best to attract the leaders of the forces who issued the order to hunt down."

Raphael looked up and looked at Kant, his eyes full of despair. He closed his eyes and asked, "Then why are you talking to me about this?"

"Because I want to give you a chance to choose." Kant said: "Would you go down with your life on your back, or atone with your blood-stained hands."

"I understand." The expression on Raphael's face became complicated, and he said to Kant: "I will cooperate with you."

"Well." Kant stood up, looked down at Raphael and said, "We won't put too much pressure on you, you just need to go with the flow."

After leaving this sentence, Kant left the deck and walked towards his cabin.

"Go with the flow" Raphael raised his right wrist in front of him, bared his fangs, and bit down.

But in the end he held back, leaving only a slightly darker tooth mark on his skin.

Hot tears overflowed from Raphael's eyes and dripped onto his arms.

"It's really hard to live"

In the moonlight, Raphael's figure trembled from the sobbing motion.

The people in the venue gradually quieted down.

The lights on the podium converge in one place.

A chubby dwarf walked to the podium and presided over: "Everyone who is on the opposite side of the dark side is welcome to come here and listen to this speech. Now that everyone is here, let's hurry up. Let's get started. First, let's get Master Isaac on stage to make a presentation for us."

This dwarf was in a good position. Standing on the stage, he spoke, and the people in the audience immediately became quiet.

"Isaac? Who?" Abel blurted out.

At this time, a burly middle-aged man stepped onto the podium under the attention of everyone.

The gown he was wearing appeared to be a size smaller, with the fabric completely clinging to his muscles, allowing one to see his perfectly shaped body at a glance.

"It's sturdy," the elf soldier sighed.

"That's the second young master of the dragon family, although he is not the orthodox heir. But being able to attend this place has already given the host of the dwarves a lot of face." An angel sitting behind Abel Interjected intentionally or unintentionally.

"Dragon clan?" Abel was startled, remembering what he had encountered in the dragon clan when he went to the volcano before.

"Good evening, everyone," Isaac greeted, his mouth resembling an ancient bell, the sound of which lingered in everyone's ears.

At this point, the spotlight fell on his face, and Abel could only glimpse the tiny scales on his skin.

"The dragon race can transform into this!" The elf soldier was surprised.

In his impression, the dragon clan should live in caves, and when hunting, they will roar like ancient giants in the sky.

“Dragon race has many kinds of spells, and it is not surprising that there are tricks to transform.” Abel said softly.

Just, why would they be involved in this situation? Before the opening, Abel knocked the audience all over. Except for the existence of Beamon that devoured the world, almost all the homeless races on the island came.

"Everyone knows that a month ago, our dragons woke up early from the scheduled dormancy period." Isaac said with a blank face: "And found that the 'Yarong' in the territory has been encircled and wiped out. .After our investigation, it was a trick by some people who were making waves in the dark side of the island, wanting to use our sword to destroy the dwarves who were in power in the clan."

"What?" The audience exclaimed. After all, the clarified news has not yet reached the island, so many people heard the news for the first time.

"We have found out the traitor with the foreign strategic plan." Isaac threw a heavy note and said, "And during the interrogation, we got the list of those who participated in this operation."

Abel's breath froze when he heard this. The dragon's actions were too fast, and the development of things had thrown out a lot of the information in Abel's hands.

"After this meeting is over, I will send the list to everyone. I hope everyone can report to their superiors so that they can clean up in time." Isaac said indifferently: "This is the end of my speech. ."

From beginning to end, Isaac's expression was very cold.

"This meeting is so interesting!" the man sitting next to Abel exclaimed excitedly.

"Boss, will this list be sent to us as well?" the elf soldier wondered.

"I don't know," Abel responded. Then he looked around at the people around him and found that everyone was very happy.

Amid applause and cheers, Isaac walked straight off the stage and disappeared behind the curtain.

Able stared at his back, his eyes filled with doubts: Why did he hand out the hard-earned list to those present? The dragon's behavior is indeed very decisive, but this time it is too bold.

Next, several representatives of various ethnic groups appeared on the podium to speak.

Abel listened carefully to the end, until everyone left their seats ~IndoMTL.com~ to a corner under the podium. Abel then stood up and walked over.

A slender dwarf is asking everyone to write their name and age on the table on the table.

"Is this a ceremony to participate in this meeting?" The elf soldier hesitated to write down his real name.

"Since I've heard so much here, let's follow their rules at the end," Abel ordered.

As he spoke, he leaned down and wrote his real name in Esperanto on a piece of paper. When returning the pen to the dwarf, the dwarf looked at him and said, "Are you an elf?"

"Yes." Abel raised his head and responded.

The dwarf's expression became strange, and Abel wasn't used to the way he was always looking at him. Immediately stepped out of the queue.

When he reached the door, Abel heard the elven soldiers chasing behind him shouting, "Boss, you forgot to take your things."

"What?" Abel touched his pocket and turned around in confusion.