Chapter 2812: quarrel

On the night when Black Plague Dirich and Stalker Shirlock escaped, I was once again dragged into the consciousness space, still the deep sea, still the ruins of the castle, still the site of Longfoot Rotes .
This time, not only Stalker Shilock appeared in front of us in a human form, but even the Black Plague DiRigi, who has always shown people like a wolf, a dog, and a wild boar, also appeared here in a human form, which is really amazing. Give me a hand.
The same purple skin as Stalker Shirlock, and a very beautiful face, the only difference is that when she smiles, there will be two too long and too sharp fangs.
"Humanized?" Longfoot Rotes said solemnly, "It seems that he has successfully escaped the seal, congratulations."
Di Ruiji was still indifferent, her red eyes just swept slightly, then she skipped Lotters, and quickly fixed on my face: "Your plan is very effective. In return, I decided to help you."
"Thank you so much" I responded with a smile.
Shilock, who was standing next to her, swaying and slender, walked towards me slowly, and stopped one meter away from me. The unbridled laughter was condensed, and suddenly he stood up from me. After a while, She felt disappointed and said: "It is indeed you, but why do you want to sleep? I need you in that way. I have waited too long for too long..."
"Shirok!" Di Ruiji's stern voice sounded.
Shilock heard the words, turned around, looked at DiRigi, and muttered: "I just want to talk."
Di Ruiji shook his head slightly: "All you have to do now is wait."
"DiRigi, what's the matter with Shirlock? And this little guy, who is he?" Longfoot Rotes, who had been on the sidelines, finally couldn't stand it and asked.
"he is......"
As soon as Shilock was about to speak, he was immediately stopped by DiRigi: "Shut up! Shilock!"
Silok was obviously dissatisfied with Di Ruiji's sudden stop and stern tone, and his momentum rose sharply, but Di Ruiji did not seem to feel it, and still calmly said: "Do you really want to wake him up at this time?"
"I..." Shilock's pretty face flushed red, the corners of her eyes twitched several times, and her pair of fists opened and clenched several times, but in the end, she still sighed and stopped speaking, but immediately , Another burst of presumptuous laughter, the laughter was rather crazy, as if to resolve the dissatisfaction in his chest.
The whole castle was crumbling in her presumptuous laughter. Long-footed Rotes felt bad. Just about to stop it, only a few soft sounds were heard. Then, the boulder fell, and the castle finally died.
Looking at Long Feet Rotes’ desperate expression, I comforted him:
Forget it, don’t think too much, when this is over, I will ask the Naga people to build you a more magnificent and strong castle. "
Hearing this, Long Feet Rotes felt a little more relaxed.
While the castle was completely reduced to ruins, two figures followed, both heavyweight characters-the Flame Devourer Antun and the evil dragon Spitz.
"Ha, this tattered finally collapsed" Evil Dragon Spitz smiled like a flower, and sighed in relief: "I really don't know what Rotes thought about you, it was actually in such a pocket-sized castle. Isn't it boring to live for hundreds of millions of years?"
Longfoot Rotes disdain to argue with evil dragon Spitz, but snorted displeasedly.
"The radish and cabbage have their own love. It is wrong for you to laugh at other people’s preferences according to your own standards. But Rotes, you are too. As the king of the sea in the devil world, how can the dove occupy the nest Excuse me? You should recruit your subordinates as soon as possible to build your own castle."
The honest apostle Antuen intervened between the two, each hitting a stick.
Ha, I didn't expect Antun to be so good at being a teacher.
"At this point, I'm the best of Antun" maker Luke's old voice looked a little dull.
"I want a castle too" Stalker Shilock stared at me again and said seriously, "Can you build one for me?"
"Of course no problem" I said: "If we can maintain our friendship for a long time."
"Friendship?" Shilock chuckled, "How can something so superficial fit you and me..."
"Uh huh!" With a heavy cough, interrupting Shilock's words, the black plague Dirich walked slowly, staring at me as well and said: "The castle is bigger, I want to live too."
"Okay" I smiled.
"Silok, why don't you refute?" Antun asked suddenly: "Don't you be afraid of being poisoned by DiRigi?"
"Close it up, Antoun" Shilock laughed and said, "I am a creature made up of energy bodies. How can I be afraid of poison?"
Longfoot Rotes suddenly turned to Antoun, his eyes ambiguous: "Antoun, when did you start to become so concerned about Shilock, I remember you two were dead enemies."
After a long silence, Antuen murmured: "I can't talk about a mortal enemy, because the demon world's energy source is too small to support our needs, so I will fight."
"Hahahahaha, I agree with that," Shilock smiled and said: "The Devil's Realm is too barren, hahahaha, compared to here, it is simply desert and forest, puff hahahaha!"
"Indeed," Longfoot Rotes acknowledged: "The ocean resources here are also huge enough to make me war. Only here can I feel what insignificance is. I cannot imagine how the ruler of this planet will be. A powerful existence."
Speaking of this, he paused, and looked at my eyes profoundly.
I scratched my hair in distress, and said in my heart: I don’t want to be weak, but there is a powerful seal in my body that directly shuts off my bloodline power. I can’t even wake up... Uh, it looks like me. It hasn't reached the level of awakening. Maybe at the level, the seal will open automatically.
Taking a deep breath, I interrupted the conversation of the big guys and forced them into the subject: "Everyone, should we talk about solving the problems of the Seagod clan?"
"Okay, how are you going to fight?" Evil Dragon Spitz asked first: "Is it necessary to formulate a complete combat plan, or just push it directly?"
"Push it flat?" Longfoot Rotes retorted, "Are you really a seagod clan, a soft persimmon that you can pinch?"
"How strong can you be?" Spitz also retorted: "Could it be stronger than those in the Demon Realm? With our current strength, even in the Demon Realm, we can push more than a dozen without any effort. A city."
"Is this the strategy that the first think tank of the dragon clan came up with?" Longfoot Rotes mocked: "No wonder the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar was defeated so badly."
Evil Dragon Spitz did not feel annoyed, but retorted in the same tone: "If the opponent is the ancient fairy and the ancient elves, I will persuade to surrender immediately, but the opponent is just the sea god... Said it is a sea god, but it is just a relatively strong creature on the bottom of the sea. In the face of such a weak existence, is it really necessary to stand up?"
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