"Hey, I'm not used to you being so kind and compassionate. Things develop according to their own laws. This land was eroded by lava, but who said that life cannot be born in dead land?"

The cheap god walked up to Downton, hugged his neck, pulled him in front of him, and whispered softly, "Time was running out just now. I didn't tell you, where is the devil's original power? Give it to me quickly!"

"Hello!"

Downton was extremely embarrassed. He was caught off guard, and his cheek directly pressed against the cheap god's soft breasts, which were so elastic.

"Don't change the subject!"

The cheap god used both hands hard, "Or I'll strangle you to death!"

"Okay, I'll give it all to you!"

Downton was willing. In fact, when he defeated the Demon God, the Cheap God was in her divine domain, desperately sniping at the opponent, and made a lot of efforts.

"I also want!"

Fiona stuck to Downton, "It's a pity that the Red Dragon King is dead, otherwise we could take a group photo together. This is a memorable battle for the Dunkfur Legion!"

The military spirit is available. When Downton left, the soldiers fought bravely without fear of death. This means that the military spirit was born and they had something to fight for and defend.

The Red Dragon Legion sounds lofty, but in fact it is in disarray. It was gathered together entirely because of the personal worship and pressure of the Red Dragon King. After its death in battle, it fell apart. Even the high-level dragons did not want to spend more time on the battlefield.

After staying for a moment, it was even more impossible to cover each other's retreat. They both wished that the other party could be used as cannon fodder to stop the enemy.

Downton did not pursue him, but near the portal, the enemies had changed from pushing and cursing each other to fighting each other in order to escape for their lives.

"Master, the dwarf clan will never forget your kindness. Our clan will be loyal to you for generations to come!"

The hill dwarf Blackhand, who was covered in blood from the killing, came back, jumped off his horse, and knelt down like a jade pillar pushing down a golden mountain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dwarves behind Black Hand all knelt down and fisted their chests.

"I can't lead an expedition. Should I leave it to you dwarves to recover Ironforge? There are a lot of words on Wuyou Novel Network."

Downton helped up his loyal subordinates and said, "You will have a year's vacation to reap the glory that belongs to you!"

"Owner!"

The dwarves were extremely moved. With Downton's power, he could rampage across Ironforge, wipe out the remnants of Smaug, and get all the wealth in the treasure house. But now, he has given up.

The royal city that the dwarves lost must of course be taken back by themselves, so that they can be worthy of their ancestors.

The troll Suya, the barbarian Arno, and the ogre Bloodmaul all came back with their respective regiments of guards. Seeing this scene, they were all proud.

"Master, your magnanimity is getting bigger and bigger, you feel like a great man!"

Bloodmaul praises.

"If you don't know how to flatter me, just learn more. You are too straightforward."

Downton rolled his eyes and joked about Bloodmaul.

Hahaha!

A burst of laughter.

"Master, I wish you success in advancing to the next level and becoming the best in the world!"

After laughing, Arnold and the others looked at each other a few times, then knelt down on one knee and sent congratulations, and then the soldiers on the entire battlefield began to prostrate themselves one by one.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty. Long live the King!"

The entire border area was filled with cheers.

Edith and Fiona looked at each other, and finally knelt down. The Cheap God hesitated for a moment, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then knelt down.

At this moment, only Downton was standing there, and only he could stand there, enjoying the cheers of his people!

Su Ya's eyes flickered, feeling that she could tell the secret.

Winning always brings joy.

After Downton rewarded the three armies, he returned to the capital, and Nicole took care of the rest. It stands to reason that anyone who dares to let a Holy Archon do such a trivial matter would definitely be beaten to death, but as a military fanatic,

The dracolich never gets tired of it.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your triumphant return!"

Sissi took a group of servants to welcome Downton.

"Okay, there's no need to be so solemn. Just go about your business. I'll go find Xia Luo."

The issue of Franken and the Dragon's Blood Elixir has not yet been resolved.

"Wait, someone wants to see you!"

After Sissi dismissed the servant, she grabbed Downton.

"who?"

Downton frowned, he was probably not a good person for being so secretive.

"The waiter of the three major forces."

Sissi carefully observed Downton's expression. She knew that he had no good impressions of these people at all, and letting them in on her own initiative might make him angry.

"Let them go!"

Downton noticed Sissy's expression, couldn't help but smile, and reached out to touch her cheek, "You are my girlfriend, you are my equal, you don't have to care about my mood!"

"They are here for peace talks. To be honest, the three major forces have been operating for at least tens of thousands of years. It is really unrealistic to completely eliminate them. How about..."

Sissi tilted her head and rubbed Downton's cheek like a kitten. His understanding and gentleness made her very happy.

"Okay, then let's meet them!"

Downton said, pressing his hands on Sissi's neck, lowering his head, and kissed her red lips.

It was slippery and tangled.

"I hate it, the maid will see it!"

Panting, Sissi pushed Downton away and gave him a look. Then she straightened her clothes and said, "I'll inform them."

Sissi's governance skills are good, but some documents can only be decided by Downton, the country's ruler, so his workload is still very heavy.

"Study? This guy doesn't respect us at all!"

The Brotherhood envoy looked unhappy when he heard that the reception place was the study room. Not only the banquet hall, but at least the meeting hall.

"Come on, such a proud and lucky young man will not take anyone seriously. It's good that he didn't kick us out."

Assassin's creed messenger consolation.

"Huh, let's see if he can still laugh after knowing our plan. So what if he is the king? We have the final say in the dark world of this continent."

The Black Flame Church envoy snorted coldly.

In the corridor, looking at the goblins coming and going, the three envoys felt unappetizing.

"Do you think this guy is sick? Forget about getting some beautiful beast girls and female elves who are eye-catching as servants. Why are there so many green goblins? Looking at their disgusting appearance makes me want to vomit.

"

Brotherhood envoys sneered.

"Maybe it's a hobby. After all, no one is allowed to play with goblins, right?"

After the Creed Messenger finished speaking, the other two were stunned for a moment before they realized what was happening. They couldn't help but burst out laughing, with tears streaming down their cheeks.

"Please be quiet!"

The goblin turned around and whispered a reminder.

"Look, their big noses are really sexy!"

The three envoys didn't care at all, they were all laughing so unscrupulously in Downton's palace.

The three people here today are all legendary strongmen, the leaders of the three major forces in the northern region. You must know that in a third-rate country, the strongest leader is just the marshal, so they have nothing to fear.

"Please wait a moment, I'll report it!"

The goblin maintained restraint, after all, the visitor was a guest.

"What are you reporting? It's so troublesome. Let's go in by ourselves!"

The Brotherhood is the most powerful. In addition to the core members, the number of members at the bottom, including those at the bottom, exceeds tens of millions, which is simply more than the citizens of Frankfurt. Therefore, he considers himself to be in a higher status than Downton.

Speaking of reporting, Downton needs to come out to greet him.

"You can't..."

Snapped!

The Black Flame Messenger slapped the goblin on the face, knocking out all his teeth. "Despicable race. If it were in another place, I would blow your head off directly."

The guards tried to rush forward, but were knocked to the ground by the pressure of their souls.

"snort!"

The three people walked into the study room like crabs running amok. Some goblin secretaries were walking back and forth, but they pushed them aside.
To be continued...