“Mallock! Ah, praise the great will of hell, Your Majesty of Frost Cold Wings, have you finally had a conflict with Mallock?”
“Hehe, Mallock, a paradise?”
Forced Ali to be slightly injured and unable to get off the line of fire, he found one of the few “cute friends” that Baihe can find so far through the transplane transmission device. The black devil and green orc appeared on the screen opposite Baihe, understanding the ins and outs of the matter, and showed strange smiles.
“This…sorry, Mr. Frost Cold Wings.” Yaglius said: “My people are only one million now, and I have to face the pressure from the east,”
One million? RUA! You are such a useless god!
Baihe roared in his heart, and it took him a century to develop a million people. This is simply waste.
His Caleb City originally had a population of less than 200,000, but in a hundred years, the population has expanded to 500,000.
This is still a result of resource limitations.
Orcs are so capable of being born, Manfein is a messy orc subspecies race. With the protection of divine power, one million people have been born in a hundred years. Could this god be a weakling?
“You can’t say that, sir, you know that the population I got from Geus was only tens of thousands at the beginning, and even fewer people with breeding value. In addition, that guy was always using various methods to target me. Being able to develop to this level is the result of my best efforts.” Yaglius sighed and looked at Baihe with a glimmer of hope: “Or you can also help me and brainwash him millions of orcs. If this is the case, it will save time.”
“Uh~ Your Majesty Frost Cold Wings, I have to tell you about your close allies, I, Bell’s little dilemma.” Bell’s black face was completely blushed, and he only had a shameless face. He said with a smile: “My mistress, I have become increasingly distrustful recently. She demoted me on an excuse a few days ago, and now I am the fortress logistics department… Uh~ Deputy Supervisor, it seems to be a promotion, but the subordinates~ Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is probably difficult to help you in battle, but if you need hell specialties or arms food, if there is a transportation channel, it is not difficult to solve.”
Turn this guy from a hidden leader of the anti-bone fortress into a hidden corrupt, a smuggler who has a pocket-filled bag? Zariel is so wise?
Baihe remembered the distant past. When he first met the first lord Zarel, he only felt that this woman was a shrew with insufficient IQ. A genius like Bell, who is both high in both quotients, has never played with her?
“She found out that you are a rebellious boy? Also, you haven’t killed her yet?” Baihe asked curiously.
“This~ I’m probably just a suspicion. The hostess is a typical devil.” Bell touched his nose,She looked regretful: “She believes in tradition and loyalty, but an accident happened a few years ago…uh~ If it weren’t for the assassin’s small mistake, the hostess wouldn’t have doubted me like this now.”
“So, you can’t help?”
“Unless I can regain the first level of military power, Your Majesty of Frost Cold Wings.” Bell smiled slightly: “Do you… like the hostess Zarel, or do you like me more?”
“Puff~” Baihe sprayed Senna with a sip of water, and the maid showed an angry look on her face. She grabbed the towel and pressed Baihe’s face and began to rub it.
“Let’s talk about this later. I’m very curious. If I help you kill Zariel, what kind of help can you give me?” Baihe shook his head.