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Beamon Legend

An old devil head crossed into the otherworld and became a hybrid of Beamon and Naga, and in the otherworldly continent, he mixed up and domineering~

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250 Chs

Strange events

"At present, the number of Japanese elves is only more than 5 million, compared to the number of hundreds of millions of human beings, we are barely able to protect ourselves, and it is impossible to forge ahead. However, if you can integrate the star elves together, then we can suddenly increase the population of more than a million, and at that time, at least we can ensure that the elven forest will not be harassed for thousands of years! Tiles then said, "His Majesty the Elf King asked me to tell you that he is willing to return to the tradition of the elven race tens of thousands of years ago and rule with you, that is, you can be on an equal footing with him, completely unconstrained by him, and still rule the star elf family with full authority!" It is enough for us to have two races watch over each other! At that time, he is even willing to give you the artifact moon wheel to take charge! "

"You're thinking too simple, aren't you?" The old evil couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you think that if you come out casually, you can unify these two powerful fighting races as the Star Elf Royal Clan?" No kidding! If nothing else, let's just say that the Naga clan, their relationship with the orcs is not much better than with your elves, can so easily abandon their current allies and cooperate with those of you who once destroyed their entire clan? Anyway, I'm not as optimistic as you! "

"Huh!" When Tiles heard this, not only was he not angry, but his eyes lit up, and he was pleasantly surprised: "It's really gratifying that you can have such a clear idea and far-reaching gaze, and you really deserve to be a member of the elven royal family!" However, you don't know something, in fact, after so many years, our unremitting efforts, the two tribes of the Star Elves, the Kraken and the Naga, have weakened a lot, and even many years ago, the legendary prophet of the Naga tribe, Natasha, visited the Elven Forest. A warm welcome from His Majesty the Elf King and all of us Day Elves! "

"Then His Majesty the Elf King didn't plan to discuss this matter with her?" The old evil immediately asked curiously.

"Well, of course it was discussed. It's just that the legendary prophet at that time, on the grounds of the Star Elf Royal Bloodline paragraph, politely rejected His Majesty's proposal! Tiles said with regret. However, he immediately said with a shock of his spirits: "But now, your appearance has solved this problem, presumably as soon as your life history is announced, it will definitely cause a sensation immediately, and at that time, I am almost certain that whether it is Naga or Kraken." As long as your identity is confirmed, it will definitely be expressed, if not completely obedient to you, at least it will show great respect for you on the surface. "

"What's the use of superficial respect?" The old evil pouted disdainfully.

"Of course it works!" Tiles immediately smiled and said, "Don't forget, the biggest advantage of our elves is that there is time." Based on your elven royal bloodline. With at least a thousand years of life, you can use this respect with our help to slowly gain real power between the two communities. Even if you can't, as long as your descendants are still there, we can continue. I don't believe it. With your elven royal blood, plus our great support. Wouldn't it be possible to regain the orthodox rights of the Star Elves after thousands of years? "

"You're thinking about it for a long time!" The old evil couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's even counted in the matter thousands of years later!" "

"Hehe, no way, who told us to live long?" Tiles smiled slightly, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency Stephen, I don't know what you think about this proposal of His Majesty the Elf King?" "

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested!" The old evil shook his head and said, "It's too tiring to fight for power and profit, it's not interesting at all!" I can't help but participate! "

"Huh!" Tiles was not angry, still smiled generously, and then said confidently: "It's okay, Your Excellency Stephen, although you dare not be interested now, but it does not mean that you dare not be interested in the future, after all, you are only old now, for your long life, this is only a very short time." We have been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and naturally we don't care about this time. Rest assured, we are not in a hurry, and you can think about it slowly. If one day, you figure it out and are willing to become the king of the star elves, then you can come to us. We are here to help! "

The old evil thought about it, anyway, this matter was not harmful to himself, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then I will write it down, if there is such a possibility in the future, I will remember to find you!" "

"That's good!" Tiles immediately raised his glass: "I respect you and wish this day to come soon!" "

What else can the old evil say? I had to toast with him with a wry smile. Then the two let go of business, just talking about some stormy things. Tiles talks elegantly and funny, and his 500-year-old experience is as profound as the sea, which is eye-opening for old evils. So much so that this time the wine was drunk to the delight of the guest and host, and finally drank until the night, and they reluctantly separated.

Since it was already late, the old evil didn't bother to run back to the magic tower, so he simply returned to the Duke's Mansion to stay overnight. His yard was now more spacious, with several entrances in front and back, enough to accommodate 300 barbarians.

Although in the past, the Duke's Mansion had many difficulties for the old evil under the suppression of the main mother, but now the old evil has returned as a hero after all, that is, the emperor has to give him face, let alone the main mother of the Duke's Mansion. In this case, the old evil original residence was too cold, and the old evil wrote in advance explaining Sven's identity, asking for a residence for Sven and his men. So naturally, the old evil obtained one of the largest courtyards in the ducal palace, and the eldest prince who originally lived here, the son born of the lord's mother, was forced to move out.

On the way here, Sven knew that the old evil was actually his nephew. He is very satisfied with this nephew, not only likes the strength of the old evil, but also prefers the barbarian style of the old evil. In Sven's opinion, this nephew who did not have the slightest aristocratic habit was the most pleasing to the eye. Coupled with the old evil nature, he is even more generous to his subordinates. Along the way, the big fish and meat let these people eat to their heart's content, and the wine did not forbid them to drink, and even equipped them with some leather armor and weapons, although they could not find any good goods temporarily, but for this group of barbarians who had never seen the market, it was already very touching to them. So much so that these 300 people were packed up by the sugar-coated cannonballs of the old evil, and they almost didn't call him daddy!

After the old evil returned, he found that the barbarians had consciously set up sentries and took turns guarding their dormitories, which was a habit they had developed in the barbarian plateau. In that place where Warcraft is everywhere, if you don't want to become a Warcraft meal in your sleep, you must take turns to sentry, and the slightest slack may kill the whole clan.

For their careful spirit, the old evil was very satisfied, praised a few words, and sent the kitchen people to give the sentry people food and wine to treat, and then they would rest in the bedroom with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, the old evil practiced in the morning according to the custom, and measured his hands and feet in the courtyard with the group of barbarians. Without fighting spirit, he once again knocked over dozens of strong men.

After sweating, the old evil and Sven began to enjoy their hearty breakfast together. Now he is a hero of the empire, and a great hero in the family, the treatment is naturally different, there are double digits of specialized cooks, and the dishes made are not worse than those of large hotels, and the old evil eats crookedly!

However, just as the old evil was eating the special food, a miserable scream like killing pigs came from the main courtyard next to it, and the old evil knew that it was the place where the fat man lived, the best and most luxurious place in the Duke's Mansion. The fat man likes to be clean, and usually the servant does not dare to walk fast, for fear of disturbing him, why is someone calling it that today?

Curious, the old evil three dried up breakfast, and beckoned Sven to go to see the lively together. After turning a few corners, the old evil walked into the fat man's yard, and at the first glance, he saw an extremely strange scene.

I saw a person tied to a big tree in the fat courtyard, it was the titular prince of the ducal mansion, the illegitimate son Xiaobaiface. The fat man stood aside and took turns to whip him fiercely.

This is definitely beaten to death, I saw that the little white face was almost full of blood marks on his body, especially on his face, the blood marks on the horizontal and vertical eight almost made him break his face, no wonder this guy screamed like killing a pig.

The old evil saw this strange, although this kid is not the fat man's biological child, his life history has also lost a lot of people to the fat man. But after all, he is the biological child of the emperor's sister, his small mouth is also sweet, and he usually knows to make the fat man happy, if not for his mother framing little Stephen, his relationship with the fat man is still good. But anyway, as a concubine on the surface, his status in the family has always been above the old evil, and he has a knighthood. Even if the fat man is angry with him, he will only scold him at most, and he will definitely not be to the point of being trapped and beaten to death?

What's going on here? The old evil suddenly thought viciously in his heart, could it be that this little white face gave his old son a cuckold? That's why the fat man is angry like this?