Chapter 381 The King’s Feast (7)

"Yisli, can you bother you?" This was the first time Kelar met this Silver King, Isli.

But when the two of them had a clear consciousness of being in harmony when their eyes met.

This man with silver hair as handsome and handsome as himself. Unlike Keral's wise and calm breath, Isli had a hint of heroic aura. Although it was early spring, he was just wearing a blue warrior suit, looking extremely casual, confident, and handsome.

But this no longer belongs to him.

Perhaps if he is an ordinary person, he will be proud of his strong physique. If he is an ordinary person, he will be proud of his handsome appearance. If he is an ordinary person, he will be complacent because of his rights. If...

But that is all lies, false, and disguised. Isli knows that none of this belongs to him.

Everything about me has been stripped of by the organization.

Closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Yisli stood up. The two of them had a brief moment of eye contact and knew exactly what the other party wanted to do. They had never even met each other before and had not even said a word, but at this time, their feelings were the same.

Isli took two steps back, and after a loud bang, everyone felt their earth tremble for a moment, and then after the huge hazy smoke, a huge figure walked out of the smoke.

It is like a centaur, but it is three times larger than a centaur.

It was like a warrior, but his armor seemed to grow on him naturally.

It was like a monster, but his upper body was handsome and steel-like muscles.

With a momentum of looking down on the world, Isli slowly stood up about fifteen meters tall. Even Alexander, the most burly among all kings, could not be compared with him. His body was covered with horny armor and firmly guarded his body and face. Except for his two eyes, Isli's head was as long as an ordinary person. The cross-sectional area of ​​about 1.8 meters made him look like a demon king of hell, especially there were two horns behind his head, which further confirmed his name as the demon king of hell.

After transformation, Yisli was carrying various pressures from predators. Bai Zixing knew that this was the reason why the demonic power was released freely. Although the abyss was strong, the demonic power emitted every time he transformed was one-twentieth of his entire body.

In other words, the powerful "chapter updates the fastest" are fighting in methods similar to those of Berserkers.

Of course, this battle time may be very short for the abyss, one week or one month, because the battle at the same level of abyss will never end in just one month.

They often lack the ability to kill the enemy with one blow, so they can only fight against each other between the two abysses, which leads to the unlucky one who can't hold on first.

Therefore, abyss level awakened people are often petite in their bodies, of course, big enough for ordinary people. However, it is not enough for the awakened group, even though one side can crush hundreds of other side.

If Isli starts to be crazy, his five hundred men are not enough for him to kill in one day!

Faced with such a arrogant Isli, Denisa's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she was worried about Keral.

He lightly placed his hand on the long sword behind him. Denisa's move was a naked threat. Although she had no idea of ​​taking action, Isli's pupils still slightly contracted. He noticed that this woman who didn't even have a trace of demonic power in her body. But it made him very uneasy for a long time.

Although there is no reason, the abyss level consciousness is the best reason, and Isli has enough reason to believe in Denisa's threat.

"Since I have transformed, you can let everyone see it. Look at our sorrow as a 'testimonial'." Isli's voice was very low, and no one knew if it was because of the reason after his transformation.

But Keral has always maintained the sound magic of the five kings, so Isli's voice was not only heard by Ricardo, but even his 500 warriors.

Ricardo's transformation is also very handsome. Although it is not as awesome as Isli, it is also amazing that a lion full of silver hair appears in front of him.

Various strange calls appeared in Isli's camp. All the five hundred soldiers he brought turned into monsters with huge sizes, ugly appearances, and completely different from humans.

Now that there is physical evidence and human evidence, what other evidence is needed?

Isli slowly turned back to humanity, but all the kings looked at him differently.

Gilgamesh looked at him as if he was looking at another powerful weapon of war, while Alexander was full of curiosity and appreciation. Although Artoria could not say disgusted with these monsters, she could not say liked them. She could only say that she was dull, while Nero was full of eagerness to try.

Humans are really interesting!" "Isli sat in his seat with a smile with his eyes closed. Sure enough, is the only one who can kill monsters?!

"So, let's start the theme of this conference first."

Kailar said loudly: "We want to take revenge! We want to uproot the entire organization, we want to kill them, we want to drink all their blood, cook their bodies, we want to pay the blood debt!!"

With the amplification magic, Keral's voice was heard from afar, and everyone's roar was suddenly filled with everyone's roar. The loud roars formed by Carthage, Latin, Celtic, Germanic, Turkish, and Greek made everyone a torrent.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" Everyone shouted, hammering their chests or slapping their shields to show their passion.

But that kind of thing is just an inciting remarks from ordinary soldiers and the people. For the calm five kings, except for Isli who is hardcore and firmly standing on the same position with himself, the rest of them have their own political stances. Is it absolutely impossible for Nero to give up such a large territory of Rome?

And how could Gilgamesh of Uruk let go of his personal hatred with him?

How could Alexander be willing to surrender in this battle of hegemony?

Sure enough, someone immediately stood up and said, "If it's just a mere organization, then there's no need for us to organize a coalition force, right? As long as we strangle the organization in our respective territories, this organization will be able to handle it every second when we take it seriously, right?"

The person who spoke was Macbeth, the unknown little man who expressed his views at the world's top political rights conference, was so excited that he wanted it.

"That's right." Many kings nodded.

"That's right. But we lack understanding of each other, but the other knows us well. The mobilization and direction of each of our troops is well aware of us, right? What's more, we don't know where the other party is. There are many classics of being bitten by killing snakes without death. Once the snake dives into deeper water, it will be very troublesome even if we fight, right?" Kailar responded to his words with a graceful smile, which immediately made Macbeth feel that Kailar, the great sage, is well-deserved.

This guy easily blocked all his words. In other words, Kailar was forcing him to admit that he had no other choice than the league.

"And." Keral laughed. "The reason I plan to form an alliance is not just for the sake of organization, but just an organization. Although "My wife, King Arthur, Chapter 381, King's Feast (7)" has developed weapons that scare me, but it is not as good as an alliance. However, there is a relatively huge goal, but the strength of my country is not enough."

"Magic Continent!" Kailar smiled and turned the dotted line into a red attack line: "Their civilization is higher than us, probably, but in terms of combat effectiveness, I don't believe they can be stronger than us! You know, in war, we are professions!" Kailar pointed to the huge continent and said loudly.

"There is a rich population, food, money, technology, and many unknowns and wealth there. I think the biggest way to form a coalition of five countries is to invade, plunder, conquer, and occupy!" Keral said loudly.

"That rich land is waiting for us to seize, the rich land, the rich population, has more resources than us." Keral said loudly: "Don't you want it?"

"Camero cannot swallow such huge fruits in one country, even Rome cannot."

"I believe that no country that has experienced large-scale war and population decline after the dust settles."

"But we can! We have not started a large-scale war, we have not yet hurt our vitality, and we have not had time to slaughter each other!"

"We want to occupy there, not only return the revenge of the past hundred years and hundreds of years, but also ride our resentment, our future on their heads, our future is not in the African continent like a forest, where there is no meaning except the black-skinned orangutans."

"But the other side of the continent is different."

"Their riches, their knowledge, their science, everything they have, I want." Keral said loudly, vocalizing his ambitions to everyone, his.

"And are you willing to divide this cake with me? Although the risk is very high, doesn't war exist for the sake of profit?" Kylar's words directly awakened many people.

"I agree." Alexander stood up and was the first to unify Kailar's idea.

"So too!" Nero stood up and said heroically: "You must take such a big revenge, and I am very interesting to the continent opposite."

"I support everything about Keral unconditionally." Isli said with his eyes closed and his legs crossed.

Everyone looked at Gilgamesh, Artoria and Keral were united, and there was no need to say anything at all, so there was only Gilgamesh. "My wife, King Arthur" Gilgamesh was suddenly forced into a desperate situation. Once he disagreed, the other four countries took the lead in attacking him.

Uruk is not close to the Mediterranean. Even if there is enough estuary in the Black Sea to flow into the Mediterranean, the estuary is firmly controlled by the Macedonian Empire.

The combined power of the opponent is definitely a force of 1+1 greater than 2. As long as Macedonia gives out the estuary and let the Roman Mediterranean fleet land from the Black Sea, then Keral's knights and Roman heavy shield warriors can continuously drive into Uma, and it will be too late to regret it!

Gilgamesh was thinking, but Enqi smiled more and more, "Although this idea is very good, is it a bit too ideal?"

"You know this is the sea." Enqi said.

"Even in the Caspian Sea, Black Sea, and Mediterranean, there will be frequent news that ships encounter accidents or strong winds destroy fleets, not to mention such long-distance navigation?"

Keral smiled. Enchi is worthy of being the great sage of Uruk, and he suddenly pointed to the key to the problem.

"As for the issue of navigation, please don't worry." Keral bowed politely: "Because my disciple has reached the other side of the ocean, the other party's kingdom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a huge uproar.

"Rocar, can you come out?" Keral's gentle voice came into his camp.

A black man came out from the crowd, if it weren't for his blue eyes, everyone would even think he was a Carthaginian!

"This is my fourth disciple, Rokar." Keral pointed to the man who walked slowly, with a simple face and dark body, and explained with a smile: "He is a child who inherited my navigation and a very good child."

"Starting sails at the age of eighteen, he kept exploring the West, and then after four major voyages, he finally found that continent."

"This year is his first year back here." Keral smiled gently and proudly. Aristotle's eyes kept flashing with envy and jealousy. Such a young disciple actually gave Keral, it was really...

Thinking about it, Aristotle was so proud that Kelar could teach such a disciple, right? Even if such a good person was asked to teach him, at most he would just sail in the Mediterranean.

But Keral made him jump out of the small trench in England and came to the huge ocean to hire him. That's it. Aristotle also felt ashamed of himself!" "ps: The following is to make up for the full attendance. Let's come back after 12:10, I can make up for it.

"Their richness. Their knowledge, their science, everything they have, I want." Keral said loudly, vocalizing his ambitions to everyone, his.

"And are you willing to divide this cake with me? Although the risk is very high, doesn't war exist for the sake of profit?" Kylar's words directly awakened many people.

"I agree." Alexander stood up and was the first to unify Kailar's idea.

"So too!" Nero stood up and said heroically: "You must take such a big revenge, and I am very interesting to the continent opposite."

"I support everything about Keral unconditionally." Isli said with his eyes closed and his legs crossed.

Everyone looked at Gilgamesh, Artoria and Keral were one mind, and there was no need to say anything, so there was only Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh was suddenly forced into a desperate situation. Once he disagreed, four other countries would take the lead in attacking him.

Uruk is not close to the Mediterranean. Even if there is enough estuary in the Black Sea to flow into the Mediterranean, the estuary is firmly controlled by the Macedonian Empire.

The combined power of the opponent is definitely a force of 1+1 greater than 2. As long as Macedonia gives out the estuary and let the Roman Mediterranean fleet land from the Black Sea, then Keral's knights and Roman heavy shield warriors can continuously drive into Uma, and it will be too late to regret it!

Gilgamesh was thinking, but Enqi smiled more and more, "Although this idea is very good, is it a bit too ideal?"

"You know this is the sea." Enqi said.

"Even in the Caspian Sea, Black Sea, and Mediterranean, there will be frequent news that ships encounter accidents or strong winds destroy fleets, not to mention such long-distance navigation?"

Keral smiled. Enchi is worthy of being the great sage of Uruk, and he suddenly pointed to the key to the problem.

"As for the issue of navigation, please don't worry." Keral bowed politely: "Because my disciple has reached the other side of the ocean, the other party's kingdom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a huge uproar.

"Rocar, can you come out?" Keral's gentle voice came into his camp.

A black man came out from the crowd. If it weren't for his blue eyes, everyone would even think he was a Carthaginian!

"This is my fourth disciple, Rokar." Keral pointed to the man who walked slowly, with a simple face and dark body, and explained with a smile: "He is a child who inherited my navigation and a very good child."

"Starting sails at the age of eighteen, he kept exploring the West, and then after four major voyages, he finally found that continent."

"This year is his first year back here." Keral smiled gently and proudly. Aristotle's eyes kept flashing with envy and jealousy. Such a young disciple actually gave Keral, it was really...

Thinking about it, Aristotle was so arrogant, and only Keral could teach such a disciple? Even if such a good person was asked to teach him, at most he would sail in the Mediterranean.
Chapter completed!