"Reason."
Ye Qiong said this calmly, and he would not believe it if there was no reason to surrender.
"The strength of our fish-men tribe is far inferior to yours."
"Also."
"I am not your opponent, your mental power It is as vast as the sea and has reached the peak of high-level monsters."
He is indeed the most knowledgeable among the fish people. He even used idioms, but Ye Qiong still said reluctantly
"Not enough."
Mogor was silent. He knew what Ye Qiong was referring to. They were both monsters specializing in spiritual power. He naturally understood what the Goblin King was saying at this time. state.
A mental force pressed against his shoulder, and he suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure.
"You have missed one of the most crucial things."
"Your condition is not particularly good. I am afraid that you will return to the Mother Sea in a short while." ”
You are a fish-man, and you are quite good at talking. The so-called Mother Sea is the habitat of Tiamat, the mother of monsters. Returning to the Mother Sea is the high emotional intelligence of "death" statement.
Ye Qiong knew this sentence when he played the text adventure game Goblin Sage. Every time he died, eight words would be written in big words on the diary: "You have returned to the place of mother." "Sea."
The fish-man prophet's idea is very simple. He just wants them to surrender. You don't have long to live anyway, so just pretend to be a surrender. This way you will have face, and we won't be able to live long. No blood required, best of both worlds.
If Ye Qiong is a wise king, I am afraid he will really accept their surrender and capture thousands of murlocs without spending a single soldier. It will be a very cost-effective deal, but Sadly, he is not.
Powerful mental pressure attacked Mogor, and Ye Qiong said
"You seem to have made a mistake in a prerequisite. The purpose of my coming here is to launch a territorial war." The war makes you surrender, just by the way, and I don’t need this kind of disloyal surrender."
Mogor sensed something was wrong, and just wanted to escape, but was ignored. Shalut punched him and fell to the ground.
Ye Qiong slowly walked down from the carriage, looked down at Mogor, and said condescendingly, "If you were hiding behind, it might be a bit troublesome. I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to my door." Here it comes."
Kick Mogor and interrupt its spellcasting. This is the disadvantage of the mage. Once they are close, the forward movement of the spell can kill them. .
"What exactly do you want to do?" Mogor said through gritted teeth, his pupils red.
"Didn't I say a territorial war, and your absolute loyalty."
"Impossible, I can't let go of my sea of consciousness." Mo Ge Er answered without hesitation.
Once he lets go of the sea of consciousness, he will become the opponent's puppet. As a monster specializing in mental power, he knows exactly what the other person is thinking.
"I have only one condition, to plant my spiritual imprint in your sea of consciousness."
Mogor was silent. If he really agreed, his life and death would be completely in the hands of the other party. .
Ye Qiong did not give him much time to think, and ordered the Poison Demon King to poison the river.
The fish people in the river have actually been watching the negotiations on the shore, and they have long been ashamed and angry.
Now that the Goblin King is kicking his nose and face, and poisoning the river, how can he bear to treat them like fish on the chopping block, to be manipulated as he pleases
I jumped to the shore on the spot and started fighting with goblins, minotaurs, and cat monsters.
Mogor refused to give up and continued to persuade, "If this continues, your subjects will suffer heavy casualties."
"This is not important."
"They will be dissatisfied with you."
"That's not important either."
Mogor was annoyed and his voice was a little louder, "Then what is important?"
Ye Qiong pointed at him and said, "Whether you are loyal or not is very important to me."
The fish-men's screams came one after another, and these sounds kept beating. Mogor's heart shouldn't be like this.
Finally, he looked up at Ye Qiong and said through gritted teeth, "You tyrant."
Then he continued, "Let's do it."
For Ye Qiong acted as if he hadn't heard the first half of the sentence, nodded with satisfaction, and planted a spiritual imprint in his sea of consciousness. In this way, the life and death of this fish-man prophet was completely under Ye Qiong's control.
After doing all this, he shouted at the fighting subordinates, "Stop."
Mogor also said "Stop," extremely angrily and unwillingly.< /p>
That’s it, the third territorial war has come to an end.
Ye Qiong did not embarrass Mogor. The Goblin tribe was not suitable for fishmen to survive. He did not force them to migrate. He just patted Mogor on the shoulder and said, "I hope I can witness you in the future." Loyalty."
The implication is very obvious. If there is a war in the future, your tribe will also contribute.
Although he felt unwilling to do so, Mogor still half-knelt down and replied, "It must be so."
After leading the legion back to the tribe, Ye Qiong also began to make plans. Now that he has dealt with the silver dragon, both elements one and two have been achieved. As long as he hunts and kills the silver dragon, he will be able to evolve into a Goblin Tyrant.
The first thing to do is very simple. Know the daily routine of the silver dragon so that he can start setting traps. He handed over this task to the cat demons. The cat demons are agile and can act as traps. Spies are not easy to detect.
The second is to make weapons. It is impossible to break the dragon scales with the current Goblin weapons alone. Ye Qiong sends Goblins to look for mineral veins to make weapons.
The third is to improve his strength. He must seize all his free time.Practice to increase the success rate of hunting silver dragons.
Three months passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Mogor, Kate, and Sharut replaced the three goblins as the king of the Shichibukai.
The Goblins found an iron ore vein and asked the Tauren tribe to make weapons.
Ye Qiong's request was very simple. Prepare a dagger and a bow for each of the goblins, and quench poison on the daggers and arrows. This is the most suitable fighting method for goblins.
The cat demons have also found out about the habits of the silver dragon. This silver dragon is very lazy and only comes out to hunt for food every three days. There is a river near the cave where he lives. After each hunt, He would come here to take a sip of water.
Ye Qiong himself is also in the best mental state. Today is the day when the Silver Dragon goes out to hunt. The monsters in the tribe are afraid and nervous. This is the dragon clan who stands on top of the monsters. Ah, can they really hunt successfully?
If it weren't for the extreme fear of Ye Qiong, the Goblin King, many Goblins would have chosen to flee before they even set out on the expedition.
"Departure"
Following Ye Qiong's order, the mighty monster army set off towards the Silver Dragon Cave due north.
This time Ye Qiong even called the fishman tribe, and it can be said that he tried his best to ensure that this hunting could be a complete success.
Although Mogor felt uneasy, he still chose to speak out what was in his heart: "Are you going to evolve into a Goblin Tyrant?"
Although Ye Qiong was a little surprised by this, But it’s not surprising. This fish-man prophet has been alive for who knows how long. It’s normal for him to know some secrets. He nodded and replied, “Yes, why do you have a good strategy?”
“What a good strategy but a bad strategy? But the dragon race, the existence that stands at the top of monsters, becomes a race of super monsters when they grow up, how can we win?"
"Then is he an adult?"
"No, but even so , it is impossible to defeat him, there is no need for us to face an opponent who cannot be defeated."
Facing Brother Moor who chose to persuade him crazily out of fear, Ye Qiong just patted him on the shoulder. , replied
"You can't win anything at all, I don't understand. Even if we face an invincible and powerful enemy, we still choose to fight hard. This is the nature of our Goblin family."< /p>
Mogor wanted to reply, "You fart."
If he hadn't seen the goblins in front of him whose legs were shaking as they walked, he would have really believed it.
Going forward bravely and fighting with all your strength are fucking bullshit. If it weren’t for the order of a tyrant like you, they would have wished they could never touch the silver dragon in their lives.
Mogor clearly remembers the nature of Goblins, which is to bully the weak and avoid the strong, without any sense of adventure. The group of Goblins in front of him were obviously carried up by him, the Goblin King. of.
Seeing that he could not persuade the Goblin King, Mogor had no choice but to shut his mouth and hope that the silver dragon wouldMissed their army of monsters. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft