Dust of History Chapter 29:

"I understand, and His Majesty must also understand that I understand." The Marquis' words sounded a bit awkward. But the tone and voice are also very serious and cautious. The meaning of these words is very clear. Especially when both parties are aware of it. The current situation is indeed different from the past. The successive deaths of Eschael and Tamik knights mean that there are not many people around the Pope who can use them, but the hilt of the Dark Star is born again. At this time, calculating and suspecting each other is just a waste of time and energy. When the pope talked alone and said such words, the meaning has been clearly expressed. For people like you who are complicated and deep-minded, any covenant, friendship and negotiation are all nonsense. It can attract everyone to come together. The only thing is a common goal.

"Okay. As long as you understand." The Pope smiled and nodded. In this case, there is no longer a problem of trust or distrust, and it is always the most solid relationship to be together for common goals and common interests. Now that the other party has made a statement, the Pope can be sure that this is already a reliable ally. "You have no ambition for power. But I have become paralyzed by power...or in other words, I have a thorough understanding of power. From His Majesty Durkan, I know a person's Don't be too ambitious, otherwise you will end up swallowing your own saliva." The pope touched the armrest of his large chair and smiled. "So I am very satisfied with my current position."

"Your Majesty is wise, and knows the way to advance and retreat." The Marquis bowed. Sometimes it is not difficult to get into a high position, but it is difficult to know where to stop. There are also many examples of continuous climbing and finally falling to pieces. And never less.

"I also knew about Archibald's prophecy. I didn't pay much attention to it at first. However, the establishment of Oufu and the recent series of events made me a little confused. But no matter what happened, at least I won't let the world change." The pope was still sitting on that chair, his expression unchanged. But the voice was no longer that peaceful and neutral. His vision is not sharp but dignified and majestic, not as good as mountains or seas, and he is the most powerful old man on the mainland. "It doesn't matter if it's the orc city-state or the legendary king of the undead. Don't try to change this continent from me. This is not just my wish. It is also the wish of countless believers on this continent."

"Now, let's have a good communication. I know you must know a lot of news that I don't know, and maybe even things beyond my ability. Although these things may be useless in your hands .But let's discuss it. It is not impossible to use it..."

"Thanks to His Majesty's love, I will tell you everything." The Marquis nodded without the slightest hesitation. It is naturally impossible for anyone outside the Pope's study to overhear any conversation, but it is not difficult to know that the Pope summoned the new Cardinal Inham into the study and discussed secretly for an afternoon. So one day later, the news had reached Sedros.

Messages are still delivered by domesticated dragonflies. This method of sending messages is already the speed limit except for sending magic. After reading the letter from Celeste in the main hall of the castellan, Sedros frowned. After a long silence, he found a scorpion herald and said, "Tell Mr. Bolugan, capture The domestication of wild cattle is the first priority, and the rest can be delayed. Well... Also, let Master Borugan temporarily take over the position of the city lord. I want to go out."

The depths of the Scorpion Swamp are no longer the wild and peaceful past. A road abruptly inserted from the edge of the wild highland into the depths of the swamp, and the outermost swamp had been transformed into fertile fields. Large tracts of crops grow here. Except for the combined strength of the Lizardmen of Oufudi and other orcs, no one else can carry out such a difficult and huge project in this dangerous place that was originally a forbidden area. The plants transformed by elf magic can not only adapt to the soil quality of this swamp, but also grow so fast that they can produce large berries and tubers within a month.

These lumps and berries are not for the orcs to eat. Now the food of the orcs is already refined grains and meat produced on the highlands. Everything here is for raising wild cattle. The Wyvern had already lost almost all of its losses in the last battle with the church coalition forces. It seems unlikely that it will be supplemented in a short time, so the focus of domestication is now on the capture and domestication of wild cattle.

The road is almost extending into the deepest part of the swamp. The trees here are getting denser, the miasma in the swamp is getting heavier, and the environment is getting worse. If it weren't for Oufu's lizardmen, there should be a swamp lizardman who lived here, no matter how much manpower and material resources he had, it would be impossible to get so far.

"My lord, they said that this place is already the limit, and if you go deeper, you may violate the territory of the swamp god." The half-orc adjutant listened carefully to the words of the lizard leader, and then translated it to Mr. Borugan.

Borugan nodded disapprovingly at the huge head. The hair on his head was still messy like a forest, and he looked worse than the half-orc next to him.

"Ah, it probably refers to the legendary Hydra. Personally, I really want to see the monsters that are only found in this illustrated book...."

The half-orc adjutant waved his arms anxiously, his ugly face congealed into a ball of green. "My lord, that is the **** in the legend of the lizard people, please don't mess around."

"Okay, okay, I don't know yet. It is recorded in the book that this guy is as difficult to deal with as the Behemoth, so I don't have time to provoke him." Lord Borugan waved his hand impatiently, Immediately, he hesitated again. "However, if you can steal a few Hydra eggs and hatch them like those two little Behemoths, you will definitely have great fighting power when you grow up..."

There was a bang. Over there, the body of a huge bull fell to the ground, splashing mud and sewage all over the sky. The ogre's huge ax was cut between the head and neck. Even the dwarf's refined big ax and the ogre's great strength could not decapitate the bull in one go. It was the numerous other scars on the bull that caused it to fall.

"There is still the oldest bull, everyone, be careful..." An ogre warrior hadn't finished roaring when he was hit by this old man who had gone mad Got to fly out. Compared with humans, the ogre, which is already a mountain of meat, does not have the slightest size advantage in front of this monster. Yesterday, a werewolf had half of its ribs smashed, and then it was blown out by the corrosive gas ejected from the mouth of the bull. Burnt beyond recognition.

An ogre warrior at the side uttered a loud cry, rushed forward and hugged tightly the neck of the old bull whose scales had turned into pitch black. But the bull's two huge eyes, which were also pitch-black, lit up for a moment, and faint black magic emanated from the eyes like a tide and swept over the ogre. The human demon suddenly twitched, and then fell limply like Yibao whose pocket was emptied.

"Damn, it's actually a bull king, get rid of it quickly, and I told you to be careful." Master Borugan roared. A strangely dressed ogre roared. He held something similar to a huge staff in his hand, and as he finished roaring in the unique language of the ogre, red magic light flashed on the bodies of several werewolves and ogres. Magic is not just the privilege of humans and other high-intelligence races. The bloodthirsty techniques used by these ogre wizards are not weaker than those of advanced magicians.

A burst of magic incantations were chanted from the mouth of a werewolf, and a thunderbolt of ice hit the bull's head, and the huge bull's head was instantly condensed into a large mass of ice Then the werewolf rushed up with a big long knife made of strange materials in his hand. The long knife pierced the bull's rib~IndoMTL.com~ Hot blood spurted out, which was made with the behemoth beast A weapon made of fingernails, with magical inscriptions engraved on it, can break through the scales of these bulls better than the ogre king's axe. The hot blood spurted out also had a scorched smell, which was the smell of the internal organs scorched out by the flame magic attached to the knife.

The bull let out a wail that had been sealed by ice. Before he had time to struggle, the weapons of the other ogres and werewolves fell on him fiercely, blood and scales flew around, and these orcs chopped down like trees and wood, No matter how thick the scales were, no matter how strong the vitality was, the bull couldn't hold it, and fell to the ground.

The most combative adult bulls have all been killed, and the rest were captured with varying degrees of injuries. Several juvenile bulls and female bulls were immediately driven and caught by the orcs up. This kind of tough method is used to capture wild bulls. Only by killing the strongest bulls can it be possible to convince other bulls. Even with the fighting power and high efficiency of the orcs, this kind of work often has casualties.

The ogre caught by the magic in the bull king's eye is dead. The death gaze of this rare monster only needs to be released once

Even a wyvern will be killed instantly. The surrounding ogres wailed a few times and carried away the corpse of their companion.