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187 Taroll's Plan

Tarole's heart was shocked, and he was only three points!

His strength must not beat Cardan, but he didn't expect Cardan to only use 30% of his strength!

You know, in the past, when he competed with the sixth-level strongman, the opponent had to use at least 50% of his strength to suppress him!

Looking at Cardan's back, Taroll's eyes were complicated!

How strong is this monster's full strength?

"Captain, are you okay?" At this time, Lukal walked over with some concern and asked with support to Tarole.

"I'm fine, I just consume too much physical strength. Let me sit down and recover!" Taroll shook his head exhausted!

Lukar helped Tarole sit down, looking at Cardan's steady back, unlike when he had just experienced a big battle, and asked curiously: "Captain, that wild boar man should be better than your previous rival!"

"He only used 30% of his strength!"

Strong?

It must be strong!

When Lukar heard this, he opened his mouth wide!

He knew how strong the team leader was. The wild boar man could suppress the team leader so easily with only 30% of his strength!

"What do you think of the Storm Tribe?" At this moment, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and asked a stupid sentence.

"Have you thought it through?" Lukal's face shook. Although he knew that such a thing would happen, he didn't expect the leader to make up his mind so quickly!

"Of course, a powerful and ambitious chief, an inclusive and equal tribe, the current storm may not be powerful, but the future storm may reach the heights you and I need to look up to!"

"The life of mercenaries is never suitable for us. After all, the brothers have their own concerns. After all, we have seen too many children and women have lost their father and husband in recent years!"

"The storm gave me hope. Maybe our tribe members can reproduce and survive here!" Taroll said in a somewhat melancholy but relaxed tone.

Lukal didn't respond, indeed, Storm is different from all tribes!

Of course, no third person knew about the conversation between the two!

The Grey Elf Holy Land walked to Fez, touched Fez's head and said, "You little baby, haven't seen you for a few years, and you have grown a lot taller!"

Fez felt ashamed. My ancestors have grown up, how can I grow taller?

You are old, so you have shrunk a few centimeters!

But just think about it, he didn't dare to say it, but he was a little surprised that his ancestors came so soon!

Bright and others who retreated behind did not dare to let out a sigh!

This is a holy land!

Absolutely strong man!

When you go to any race or country, even if it is the legendary abyss hell, those damn demons must admit that the Holy Land is a strong man!

However, this sacred realm seems to be too old, and it is probably not even 1.4 meters tall. If it weren't for the old face, the scene of Fez being touched by his head would be really strange!

"Old patriarch, aren't you in the Elf King's Court?" Fez asked in surprise.

"Bastard, what kind of Elf King Court?" The Grey Elf Holy Domain was furious and snorted coldly: "You little boy, let me hear the Elf King Court again? I must beat you to death!"

"That's the royal court of the high elves? They are not qualified to be called the royal court of the elf!"

"Yes, yes, yes... it's the High Elf Court!" Fez said helplessly.

Cardan, who had already arrived behind the two of them, was amazed in his heart? Some time ago, he ran to the Danube Wilderness so quickly in the Eastern Continental Elf Court. At such a speed, it is indeed a holy realm!

"Those damn high elves are so hateful. Their so-called sincere invitation to me is actually to insult me!"

"Although I am older, I have never lost the scolding. I scolded them so much that I left the damn royal court!" said the Grey Elf Holy Domain angrily.

Fez held back his smile. Those damn high elves don’t have good people, you still have to go with your old bones!

What made them so bloody!

He still knows his ancestors, and he probably was collectively scolded and ran away by the living old monsters of the high elves!

"By the way, you kid is not in the ancestral courtyard, why did you run to this strange orc tribe?"

"come out……"

Before Fez finished speaking, the Grey Elf Holy Land shook his head and said, "Forget it, that doesn't matter. Didn't you say there is a good seedling? Take me to see it!"

Cardan, who was beside him, felt a little sad, damn Fez, if this old monster took Gorin away, he would really take this damn gray elf...

No, let this damn gray elf work for Storm and him until he dies!

Fez seemed to feel Cardin's full of "evil" intentions and couldn't help but look at Cardin.

Cardan looked at Fez coldly, and immediately couldn't speak to Fez, who was about to answer!

"You kid is really not simple. Fez is so scared by your eyes. If his parents know, they will probably take you back and offer you!" The Grey Elf Holy Land looked at Fez with a sad look, then turned to look at Cardin and smiled.

Take it back and offer it?

Cardin is speechless, are you talking so scary!

"Let's go, take me to find that little doll with good talent!"

After the Grey Elf Holy Realm finished speaking, seeing that Cardan did not respond, he asked again lightly: "Why don't you want to?"

In an instant, Cardan felt the elements around him beating, and the most violent thunder element, and his heart thunderously jumped. I just didn't react to this damn old monster. As for this?

"I dare, I'll take you old now!" Cardin smiled, but cursed in his heart: "Old thing, wait and see. I'll bring Gorin today. In the future, I will definitely let you, an old thing, send someone back in person!"

At the same time, he looked at Fez hard, then looked at Warwick and Bright and said, "You invite Commander Tarole to the hall. Have delicious food and drink to serve me first. I will accompany you to the Military and Political Academy!"

"It's so much nonsense!" Before Warwick and the others could reply, the Grey Elf Holy Land impatiently grabbed Cardan and Fez and flew into the sky a hundred meters in an instant.

“Where?”

Are you?

Cardan looked down and his head was a little dizzy. There was no way, it was the first time he appeared at such a high place.

Cardin was afraid that the old guy would let go, so he quickly pointed to the location of the Military and Political Academy in the distance and said, "Then!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed and his shoulders were loosened!

The military and political academy is already around!

soon!

The little boar man was taken out by Fez!

"Is it this little doll?" The Grey Elf Holy Land looked at Little Golin.

"Goring has seen Chief!" Little Goring looked at the Grey Elf Holy Realm in confusion, but after seeing Cardin, he quickly saluted.

"Goring, salute to this priest first!" Cardan touched Goring's little head and said.
Chapter completed!
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