Chapter 1515: Retro

Suffering two heavy setbacks in a short period of time, Fleet seemed a little sullen, but it also made him completely quiet. He rushed to the palace directly the next morning and asked to start training at the Pioneer Camp. , The second prince still embraces the beauty, sleeping in the mist...
"Master, can these protoss warriors really learn the way humans fight? Nalan thinks they are all so hard-hearted! It used to be like this, it is now, and in the future...should it not change?"
"That's loyalty. レm♠思♥路♣客レ" Robben ignored Nalan, who was lying on the window and looking out.
"Well, very loyal and dead-hearted."
Robben can only sigh, "I said Nalan, even if it is hard-hearted, but that does not mean that they are stupid, but they have never accepted human war experience, and... the more such a guy, serious The faster you get up and learn, I think we will soon see a brand-new vanguard battalion unit, then..."
"At that time?" Nalan turned around and looked at Robben who was writing something at the table. "They just become chéngrén, right?"
"Naren...now I really don't understand what your brain is."
Nalan giggled and came to Robben, and looked at the things Robben was writing on the table. "What is this? It's even uglier than the previous magic circles."
"This...it's ugly?" Robben looked at his work. This one had obviously worked hard to beautify Nalan a bit, but he modified it in dozens of places, um...
Robben looked up and down carefully, and finally felt that... it seemed that there were too many wiping places. He closed his eyes and opened it again. At first glance, it seemed that there was only a cloud of ink...
"Well...not particularly ugly, right?" Robben finally gave up the struggle.
"Um...it's particularly ugly. It should be the next one." Nalan had quite foreseeable speculation, which made Robben's mood ready to work hard again.
"Master, what the is this?" Nalan picked up the magic scroll on the table, frowned and looked up and down at the things on it, but couldn't see why.
"I am preparing a new teleportation magic circle."
"Brand new?" Nalan looked at the magic scroll in his hand, worried, "Is that this? We are going to use... this? Then go back to the gods?"
Looking at Nalan's expression, it seems that this thing in her heart is reliable.
Robben said helplessly: "This is something we can't do. Now we have to find another way out. My strength is still recovering, and this time we are going back, but we also need to take other people. In other words... we must have a magic circle that can teleport many people and save more power."
"Yeah..." Nalan nodded in agreement, "but...this is probably not possible." Nalan looked at the drawing in his hand and shook his head repeatedly.
Robben said indifferently: "That may indeed not work, but that is not the main factor either, now the most important..."
"What is it?" Seeing Robben stopped halfway through his words, Nalan immediately asked curiously.
Robben stretched out his hand, and a faint black flame ignited in between, "The main factor is, when will my strength fully recover."
Nalan said a little strangely: "The master's face has improved a lot in the past two days, and it seems that he has finally recovered. Isn't it possible that the recovery is not smooth."
Looking at Nalan, who looked carefully at his face, Robben smiled: "Could it be that my previous face was so bad? But you are right. I feel that I have recovered quite well these days. Not bad, but I also found a problem that didn't occur before."
"Problem?" Nalan was stunned. "What's the problem with the master? Is it due to excessive loss of strength and injury?"
Robben hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I mean... the speed of recovery this time is much better than expected, but... in the sense that the efficiency of body recovery is much lower than before."
"Hey?" Nalan looked at Robben completely puzzled, "Well...Master, it's already daytime, stop talking in sleep, ah! I hide!"
Nalan tilted her head, avoiding Robben's knocking hand, and suddenly laughed out of joy.
Robben was helpless, "I'm not talking in a dream, it really is."
"Obviously the recovery is very fast, but the master said very slowly, which one is the real one?" Nalan pouted.
"Both are true." Robben scratched his cheek. "To put it simply... the amount of recovery is much stronger than before, but the overall ratio... has slowed down."
"Oh?" Nalan was a little stunned.
Robben rubbed his five fingers together for a few times, and different light spots suddenly jumped up on the fingertips, slowly rotating around Robben's hand, "If the recovery speed is indeed fast now, it will be faster than ever. Quickly, even if I don't use the magic healing scroll, even if I don't deliberately meditate, the speed of recovery is amazing, but...the body still feels a little empty, it seems...there is no recovery at all."
"So...how much power can the master use now?" Nalan finally understood.
"The absolute strength is naturally not as good as before, but the speed of recovery is very fast now. I think if it is just the two of us, we can return to the realm of the gods now, but if you want to bring a lot of people, there is no way, so I want to see Seeing if we can make a better magic circle, we can't go back and forth and only take a few people back each time."
"Then should we go to the Dragon King? The magic circle was in her hands at first." Nalan suggested.
"It has been discussed. She just got the magic teleportation array by coincidence. It will be simply activated. If it is to be modified, it is not within her ability. We can only find a way. Now, and... be fast."
Looking at the warm sunshine outside the window, Robben couldn't help but said: "The human continent is so quiet. It's as quiet as if the war will never have anything to do with here. It's a pity... If you don't do something now, this kind of scene Maybe it can only last for a short period of time, hey... The demons don't know how the offensive is now. I hope they won't play any tricks anymore. We can't afford it then."
"Master, in case..." Nalan scratched his head, "Nalan said in case! If the gods can't beat the demons and are defeated by the demons, what should we do? Rely on the human continent. Power is difficult to contend with the demons."
Robben smiled, "Nalan, you also think about such things, it's really rare."
"People are also very concerned about the situation of the war!" Nalan hammered Robben twice. "Does the master have any plans?"
Robben asked strangely: "Nalan, why do you have such an idea? Or is it... you actually had a plan for this?"
Nalan's eyebrows jumped, "Of course not, Nalan is just curious... Well, what is the master? Don't look at Nalan suspiciously, there really is nothing... I said nothing!"
Staring at each other with Robben for more than ten seconds, Nalan scratched his head again very distressed, and moved his gaze to other places, "Nalan...It's just a little bit of thought. It's nothing. Intended..."
Robben chuckled, hugged Nalan's waistline, looked at her face and asked, "If you have any thoughts, please tell me the master, or else... Well, today's lunch will be over. ."
Nalan pouted, "I said that it was not a plan. Nalan just felt... This time the demons were aggressive, and the protoss had so many problems. The two hapless guys, God King and Light God, couldn't help it. When they appear, I don’t know if they can be blocked by the master’s words alone, so..."
Nalan whispered here, blinked a few times, and suddenly stopped to look at Robben.
Robben also looked at Nalan strangely, "What's wrong? I haven't said anything that is really useful, so why stop."
Nalan hesitated, and then said: "In the past few days, Nalan suddenly thought that since Nalan can come to this world, since the queen can, everyone can, then... the other way around."
Robben's heart suddenly became clear, "Nalan, you mean... shall I take everyone to the illusion?"
"Um...Nalan didn't suggest this, just thinking that this kind of situation is okay, after all...everyone has come to this world, and the real world is now running in the fantasy world. If someone here passes by, There should be no problem."
After listening to Nalan’s words, Robben thought about it seriously, and then said:
From a principle point of view, it’s easier to come into this world than the life in the fantasy world. I think even if the number of people is quite large. It’s not a problem. After all, there are no gods and humans in the fantasy realm. The devil world is very peaceful and there is a vast expanse of land to open up."
Nalan was happy, "So this is feasible!"
Robben nodded, "This is indeed feasible, you are right..."
Nalan's joyful expression lasted only a few seconds on his face, and then slowly disappeared, pouting helplessly, "But the master won't do this, right?"
Robben smiled lightly, "Nalan, not everyone can leave their hometown and live alone like this. If it is you, the illusion is facing a crisis. Whether you are willing to bring everyone here, it is totally different. Let’s take care of the life and death of the illusion."
"Hmm..." Nalan scratched his head in distress, "Nalan... will."
Robben couldn't help but uttered aloud, poking Nalan's forehead lightly, "No..."
"Why not? Nalan is not a stupid stupid like the master!" Nalan groaned and argued.
"It's a pity, since you were young, you have shown a talent for resoluteness a long time ago... Maybe I should be blamed. What kind of spleen will follow what kind of owner, this may be somewhat related, but unfortunately You didn't inherit the good qualities of my master, my prudent and mature master, but you only know how to cause trouble."
Nalan didn't explain anything this time, only sighed with regret, "It seems that Nalan is dreaming for nothing this time."
"Idiot, it would be nice to have some dreams that we will defeat the demons. Why should we fail?"
Nalan said helplessly: "It's not that Nalan didn't want to be like that, but... the situation is not good for us now, and mother..."
Robben was startled slightly, and then immediately understood, "So... it was Niya's idea."
"No, it's just that Nalan often sees her mother being very worried and very upset..."
Robben couldn't help but sighed softly, "Niya...It's really hard for her. Among us, she is the only one who has no ability to protect herself, but she still has to be involved in this war and bear it with us. Suffering, and... insist on being at the forefront and endure the most anxiety and pain."
Nalan whispered: "Everyone is the same, no one is special. Sister Metz is also ordinary, or is it a human..."
"She..." Robben chuckled. "She is different from Nia. She is good at calculating. Although she seems to be smiling, kind and amiable, in fact, if you have a bad stomach, no guy who opposes her will end well. , And Nia..."
Speaking of this, Robben suddenly felt a little heartache, "Niya...never hurt anyone. She just wants to live a peaceful life, sleep peacefully every day, wake up, and be with her relatives. She has nothing Extravagantly... She is so quiet that people can't believe it, she always bears everything silently, and then smiles in front of everyone."
"Only fierce to me..." Nalan whispered.
Robben suddenly smiled and fell in love, "It is true...but this is one of her limited little happiness. I think she feels very happy every time she treats you badly, because she can be with her beloved daughter. Together."
"Then be kinder... will be happier." Nalan hummed.
"Who told you that you are always restless." Robben tapped Nalan's nose lightly. "When I go to see her, be good...well, at least a few days."
"Nalan has always been very good! Oh! Master, don't poke Nalan on the head..."
Rubbing his forehead, Nalan was taken aback, because Robben let her go, threw away the scroll paper with the magic circle on it, put on his coat, and looked like he was going out.
"Where is the master?" Nalan leaned forward immediately.
"It seems that I still have to go to Dragon Valley. This time for a large-scale transfer, I thought of a way. I might need the help of the ancient magic circle."
"Go to the Dragon King?"
"Tell her when you come back? Anyway, it's not a very urgent matter. That thing... is of no use to her."
"Nothing will happen?"
"No." Robben replied casually and walked out.
"I hope not..." Nalan muttered and quickly followed.
The new habitat of the dragons is deep in the hinterland of the Caton Empire. A wide valley has become the natural habitat of the dragons in the ancient and unattended mountain forest.
Robben is not here for the first time, but he still finds it strange.
Most of the young dragons living in Dragon Valley are young dragons and old dragons. Unless they are young dragons who are looking after their wives or waiting to give birth, most of them have already gone to Caton, leaving only a limited number of guards here.
Of course, this does not mean that Dragon Valley’s defensive power is weak. Although the abilities of those old dragons are beginning to decline, their magical abilities have increased with each passing day. Every dragon’s cave of the old dragon is an artillery tower, and It is the kind with almost unlimited ammunition.
The dragons now do not reject humans, and of course they do not reject the demons. The young dragons often come back here to see the people of the tribe, and they will inevitably bring back many gifts, including humans and demons, and even There are some human merchants who travel far and wide to do business here. Although their goods are very expensive and there are few types, they are always bought out in a blink of an eye. For the dragons, they only need to take them out of their collections. Some of the most inconspicuous gadgets can be exchanged for their favorite novelties, and for them, to exchange an invaluable ancient coin for two cheap crystals, the meaning of this process is just to use a not very bright The process of getting two shiny and beautiful stones for the metal plate.
When Robben came here, only a few vendors blushed and pushed their trucks to fly away, as if they were afraid that the dragons would go back and ask them for money.
After they ran wildly, Robben picked up a few gold coins on the ground that were not known for how old they were. The text on them was quite old. Obviously... their pockets were full of gold coins, and they even overflowed when they moved. Came out.
This business is really profitable. Robben shook his head. These dragons didn't know how much easy wealth they had accumulated, so they didn't feel distressed at all when they really used it.
Walking in from the front of Dragon Valley, the guards did not stop Robben, but immediately informed the Dragon Valley ~EbookFREE.me~ Robben and Nalan didn't go far in Dragon Valley, they were being caught there. The group of young dragons, who were playing and running around on the ground, entangled for a while. After being helplessly looted with a lot of candies, the manager of Dragon Valley finally appeared.
The last generation of Dragon King, Qinglong appeared in front of Robben.
"Master Robben, I didn't expect you to come here suddenly." Qinglong was injured badly last time, but now it seems that he has fully recovered, and there is no trace of injury. Judging from the state of human form, he is an age. Elders in their 50s and 60s, but their faces are red, and they don't see any oldness.
He is the oldest of the existing dragons, and the elder most trusted by everyone. If it were not for the brutal defeat of the current Dragon King, no one would dare to look at the Dragon King’s throne. One is because of his
, The second is also because of his strong power.
Luo Ben has always respected the elders, but this time he didn't have time to greet him, "Sorry, without prior notice, we are here this time to take away the Dragon King's teleportation formation."
"What?" Qinglong was stunned. RS! .