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Chapter 33 The Lich King(2/2)

On the battlefield, Illidan roared and jumped up like a shell, and violently smashed into the ice stone bunker.

With a loud bang, accompanied by two huge purple sword lights, the head-on resistance of the dog-headed pirates was completely destroyed by Illidan alone!

Furious! Brutal!

Illidan's combat method is as rude as an orc, but he enjoys it very much! This is the invincible power!

"Illidan! Go! Go to the Northon continent! Take the throne of ice for me, and you will become the next Lich King!"

The oracle of the God of War was still echoing in his ears. Illidan stood on the top of the ruins, inserted the Essinos blade into the chest of a dog-headed leader and looked greedily towards the north!

The power of the Lich King! More powerful power!

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If we no longer have feelings, then what is the purpose of living?

Power! Never betray your own power!

If we lose even our strength, or even our strength betrays ourselves, what should we do?

Faith! The most devout faith!

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"The faith of the Lamb is food. The faith of the God is..."

"If you don't even believe in yourself, and just blindly ask believers to trust. What is that kind of God? But there are a few, and which God is not like this..."

"I just know, I'm not."

“I have what God has. I have what God doesn’t have. I have too.”

Chu Xiang transformed into a true body and said to himself.

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"Hi, buddy! Hi! Hi! That pig liver? Pig brother? Yes! Pig brother, are you calling me!"

Zhuge Qingtian turned around with a big head, and had to face the noise of a jumping dwarf.

Dwarves are as well-known as their good wines and they like to talk about them very much.

"Royk, what's the matter!"

The tone was full of impatientness, and his eyes were also irritable. Normal people could see that this person was not in a mood to talk. But the rough dwarf jumped into a wooden barrel taller than others, and patted Zhuge Qingtian's arm "bang bang", with enthusiasm on his face.

"Hi! My friend! Don't look at me with this expression! I just want to ask you when will we explode Old Kane's anus? My baby - 'Flame Hammer' can't wait to get intimate with his fat butt!"

Royke Wildhammer, after saying that, waved the heavy hammer in his hand, which made people wonder whether he was dancing.

I don’t know what methods were used, but Royk has become a big brother-like figure among several dwarf captives. Of course, in Zhuge Qingtian’s view, Royk is just more able to eat and drink. And their "shock weapon" has been hidden for a month!

The assassination of Kane was inexplicably delayed for a month.

"How do I know!"

He answered unhappyly, of course, facing Royk, who represents the dwarf group, Zhuge Qingtian would not really turn against him.

The dwarves don't reason with you, especially after being drunk. The day before yesterday, he watched a dwarf who offended a dwarf and was smashed into meat pie by several drunk guys...

Although there were many guards around everyone, those cold-hearted guys would not come forward to coordinate any disputes except watching the show.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! I swear in the name of Wild Cradle, I saw the lie in your flashing eyes! Brother Pig, you are really not a friend! I heard them tell you about your affairs. Although selling your butt to the guard and offering the thing below to an old bull-headed woman is really not a good thing. But the road has been done. As your best dwarf friend, Royk will not discriminate against you like outsiders. How can you deceive the pure dwarf like this and repay my goodness with lies!"

Royke was aggressive and looked heartbroken, but his words were shocking.

Zhuge Qingtian was stunned, and after a moment of reaction, pointing at Royk, trembling all over, but was angry and could not speak at all.

"You! You!"

"Oh! Oh my God! The great Royk swears that these are all the dead, the damn dwarf told me! And the kind Royk never thought of spreading it!"

He shrugged helplessly, but Royk didn't pay attention. With the help of his 150-tenth voice, he had become the only focus of the huge square...

With a blue face and feeling the strange gazes of people around him, Zhuge Qingtian turned around angrily, no longer caring about a dwarf jumping and jumping behind him.

The direction he was heading, Hao Ran was the current forbidden area of ​​the "captured warriors", the house of the old bull-headed woman...

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Royk looked helplessly at the two giant axes that were longer than him, and the cold huge axe surface, to him, were simply a steel door panel. The jagged blade flashed with cold light, as if it still had the bloody smell of the past. Royk swallowed and took a step back carefully.

"Okay, buddy, you actually don't need to be so serious. Do you know that I and the guy who just passed by are the best friends! Friends! Do you understand? In the dictionary of the dwarf, friends are sacred and inviolable. And you are now infringing on my legitimate rights and interests as his friend."

Royke, who was chattering endlessly, could only watch Zhuge Qingtian sink into the house helplessly.

In fact, the two vicious tauren warriors didn't look at the little guy who was less than his knees, even if he had half a glance...

Swearing and leaving, among all the prisoners, Royke is the most advocating for a fight. It is not difficult to find out from the daily dialogue that he seems to have a deep hatred with Kane. Of course, it is just like...

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"The eternal friend of the Taurus, respected Mr. Zhuge, you are here."

A kind voice came from the darkness, and with a slight pace, an elderly beef man opened the curtain and walked into the hall.

Like many taurens, the old woman has a height of three meters and is nearly four meters. But unlike other taurens, her pace is lighter than that of a dwarf, as if she is a natural assassin.

"Please sit, my friend."

He signaled the guest to sit in a clearly made-up seat with a small, while the old woman slowly sat down opposite the table.

They did not show excessive uneasiness. It was obvious that this was not the first time Zhuge Qingtian arrived. Nor did they have the ambiguous and unacceptable heavy-tasting scene that Royke imagined. The performance of the two at this time was more like a dealer who negotiated goods, or military advisors and leaders.

"Dear, Magasa Horror Totem. I don't know what you think of my previous proposal."

Without the arrogance of the so-called wise man, of course, Zhuge Qingtian would not deliberately bow down.

In fact, from the moment he entered the house, his whole body seemed to have changed. He went from a helpless prisoner to a wise sage.

The old woman did not answer, but picked up the huge teapot on the table and looked at the wheat tea that had already been prepared in front of her, filled with strong fragrance, and signaled Zhuge Qingtian to drink.

"I'm old and can't get used to drinking ale, so I can't compare to you young people."

After saying this for no reason, the old woman picked up the steaming cup and took a sip. Then she squinted her eyes, as if she was savoring and enjoying it.

Zhuge Qingtian was not in a hurry to ask, and imitated the old woman and started drinking warm wheat tea.

"Your first plan is very good, I think it's feasible. But the second... Although it implements the meaning of our terrifying totem, it's too risky. It's not worth it, it's not worth it. I accidentally put all my foundation in it..."

After a long time, the old woman opened her eyes. She was already full of kindness and disappeared, but her body instantly showed a strong murderous intent, which seemed to be decisive.

The unexpected answer is beyond reason. If the first plan you gave is close to the fact that will happen in the future, it is not difficult to expect it. Then, the second plan that concerns your own personal interests, or even your life, the old woman temporarily regrets it, which makes Zhuge Qingtian frown.

Perhaps, using the so-called family feud and win-win interests to convince this old woman is a mistake in itself. The terrifying totem clan has never had any sympathy.

Zhuge Qingtian suddenly felt helplessness and a faint chill in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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