Chapter 298 The Sixth Demon God

In a gorgeous conference room, a huge conference table, three middle-aged men were sitting quietly on their chairs, and at the same time, they were holding a huge cigar in their hands (according to props sold by the game company...), but only one of them sat on the right side, with a slightly fat body, and some bald men lit the cigar...

"Churchill, the southern front is very tense now. Your front should have taken action, right? It is impossible for us to bear all the pressure."

After a while, the man sitting above who looked ordinary but had a faint wise light in his eyes spoke first. Although his voice was not loud, he seemed extremely solemn.

"Roosevelt is right. Now the front line consumes a lot of personnel, experience and supplies every day. Several elite legions in our guild have been labeled as miscellaneous troops, and they all fell to the third level, especially in the battle the day before yesterday... it was a loss of 100,000 people at one time, which was unbearable! You guys, and [Fire and Sword] are there to sharpen foreign workers."

As soon as Roosevelt finished speaking, he sat on the right. The man, who was a little short but extremely strong and had a military style, slapped the table suddenly, stood up and loudly accused Churchill who was smoking.

"Hey...Napoleon, don't say so badly. What is a gangster? Isn't our guild fighting too? And it's almost all great victory."

After seeing Churchill's expression of "We also made a lot of effort", Napoleon's face was suddenly red with anger, but he quickly calmed down and slowly sat back on the chair, but he was still not polite...

"A great victory? Churchill, are you mentally fine? Your guild sends thousands of people to ambush their logistics team every day, and then kills hundreds of people. That's a great victory? The more you live, the shameless you are. Don't say much... Immediately start your front line and organize a battle of more than 500,000 people at least."

"this……"

Churchill pondered for a while, slowly pressed the cigar into the ashtray, and then said in a "sad" expression:

"Oh... you should also know the situation before our guild. It's really miserable... Nowadays, people have dispersed and the team is not easy to lead. Although there has been some improvement recently, there is still a shortage of people and supplies... It's a bit reluctant to launch a scale of 500,000. Even if I fill it all in, it's not enough! I hope you can understand more. The current situation is not as bad as you thought..."

"fart!"

Napoleon slapped the table hard, staring at Churchill, who was pretending to be innocent, and said word by word, gritting his teeth:

"Azk ruins, you [Sun Rising and Not Falling] have at least received nearly 10 billion in wealth from it, and the personnel have been greatly supplemented. Now your guild should have nearly 2 million members!? And pretend to us!? The more than 100 airships sold by the Silver Federation last time were almost sold out by you!? And the tanks of the dwarfs and lunatics... If you get the cheap, it's fine, but you'll always shamelessly reach out to us for support. I've never seen such shameless people as you in my life!"

"Okay, Napoleon, we are not here to argue."

After gently tapping the table, Roosevelt crossed his hands in front of him, then looked at Churchill with a calm expression and said lightly:

"Churchill, the agreement really needs to open up a new front now. I hope you don't refuse this task. After all, our guild did not choose to abandon you at the most dangerous time. As a party to the agreement, I hope you can fulfill your obligations, and... Now the alliance party has begun to show fatigue, and this opportunity cannot be missed."

"Well... I know, but our guild also has a lot of trouble. Thinking that the necromancers are getting more and more fierce now, we have to be careful of it, and there is also..."

“West of the Rhyme River.”

Just as Churchill was about to continue his long speech, Roosevelt suddenly said something, but Churchill was stunned for a while, then he immediately smiled brightly. Then he gently pressed a button on the table, and a map of the human world appeared on the table...

"I almost forgot... the issue of post-war division, west of the Rhyme River..."

After looking at the map for a while, Churchill took out a pen from his pocket and then drew down along a border river in the Griffon Principality, but when he reached a hill, he suddenly turned to the right...

"I think...this is more appropriate, Dengli Hills and Esol City..."

"Impossible, at most it can only reach Zedan on the east bank of the Ryme River."

"No, no, no... Zedan is a very important stronghold for our [Borbourne Dynasty] in the future. We cannot give up! At most, we can only..."

"Then we...

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After a few hours of discussion, all the questions returned to the starting point, because no one could convince the other two...

"Let's talk about these issues in the future, but the matter of opening up a new front must not be delayed."

Roosevelt's tone began to become a little stern at this time, and Churchill seemed to want to anger the other party. After pondering for a while, he nodded slightly, but he also made his own request...

"It is possible to open up a new front, but three requirements must be agreed upon. First, we will choose the locations for ourselves. Second, no parties to the agreement shall intervene in any action taken by our guild in the Duchy of Tiling in the future. Third, all the small guilds in the south of the empire (most of these guilds are parties to the agreement...) will be 'organized' by our guild."

"The last two are fine, but..."

After glanced at the map, Roosevelt gently stroked the line on the Somme with his hand, and then said in a deep voice:

“…This place is the best place to open up a new front, and I can’t imagine any more suitable places than here.”

"You really look down on us. The Griffin Principality and [Fire and Sword] gathered at least 500,000 people on this line. Are you really going to let us fight head-on? 500,000 vs. 500,000. I guess even if we win, our guild will go back to a month ago, right? So..."

Churchill, who had relit the cigar, slowly spit out a smoke ring, suddenly pressed the cigar head on the map. Seeing this, Roosevelt and Napoleon immediately looked at that place and surprised them...

"Duch of the Bucks? Are you planning to pick peaches when you go ashore in Naga!?"

Faced with the unanimous questioning of Roosevelt and Napoleon, Churchill shrugged without objection, but his reaction was obviously impossible to satisfy the two. Finally, Churchill smiled in a teasing tone after taking a deep sip of the cigar:

"Don't worry...I'm not saying that we're just fighting the Duchy of the Bucks, in fact, our strategy is like this..."

Churchill said as he slowly slid on the map with his fingers, as if he was outlining something, and the eyes of the other two gradually became full of surprise as Churchill's movements...

"This kind of plan... is absolutely impossible!"

Roosevelt frowned and denied Churchill's plan, but Napoleon seemed to have thought of something, stood up, looked at it carefully for a while, and then sat back on the chair.

"No, it's possible, as long as... [Viking Axe] over there..."

After hearing Napoleon's pointing words, Roosevelt immediately lowered his head and thought for a while, and soon a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes...

"Churchill, you're sure... they won't repeat it, are you?"

"No, because they need our assistance now, Naga's knife is much sharper than us."

"Is that true...that's the case..."

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After discussing for a while, the three of them made a general decision on the deployment and related secret agreements of the agreement. Then the three of them stood up one after another, intending to leave the smoke-filled conference room...

"Oh? By the way, Roosevelt... It is said that you have been disturbed by the crazy man from the orcs. How is the situation now?"

On the way away, Churchill suddenly heard a question he had always wanted to know. After hearing this, Roosevelt suddenly threw the cigar in his hand to the ground, then stomped it hard, and said in a pissy voice:

"Don't mention that dog bastard to me! He demolished eleven of our fortresses in a month. I really want to stuff a 300mm magic cannon into his anus!"

"Ah... By the way, then no one in your guild can suppress him?"

"Of course there is, but I've been waiting for opportunities before, but now the opportunity has come, probably... the result is also coming."

Churchill was not able to react for a while when he heard Roosevelt's words, but when he saw Napoleon taking out a small crystal panel from his pocket, he finally realized that the crystal panel was the high-standard database used by [Qitiange] to publish the latest news...

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Boom! Boom!

Under the dusk, on the endless grassland, bursts of huge roars like thunderstorms kept blowing, and at the same time, silver snakes twisting violently pierced the sky that had begun to lose their light from time to time...

Boom!

There was another loud noise, but this time it was louder than before, almost making people's eardrums shake. Just before the roar, a silver dragon composed of lightning had fallen heavily from the sky to the ground. A small cloud of mushrooms rose slowly with the silver dragon's landing. At the same time, a strong wave of air then swept across the entire grassland... The earth near the place where the silver dragon fell was like a toad's back. None of them was complete, all of them were large or small, and some of them were even emitting blue smoke...

"Hutaichuk! The last blow!"

Suddenly, a very majestic roar came from the pervading smoke, and then a golden figure suddenly rushed out of the smoke and jumped high into the air. At the same time, he was holding a silver hammer in his hand...

"Haha! Come on! Let me see if you, Thor, have the ability to become a demon!"

Immediately afterwards, another strong wave of air was rolling up, but this time the air wave blew all the smoke into the air, and at the same time, a terrifying orc with a knotted muscles all over her body, bone spurs on her joints, red skin, nearly four meters tall, holding a meteor hammer, but the orc was covered with a thick layer of red fog, so it was not real to see it...

"Thunders fell and the sky collapsed!"

With the roar of the golden figure, the whole sky began to roll quickly, and at the same time, huge dark clouds flashing with electric arcs began to press towards the ground. The suffocating feeling of oppression seemed to be innocence about to collapse...

boom!

In an instant, the golden figure threw the silver hammer in his hand at the orc, and at the same time, countless lightning bolts gathered towards the orcs with the hammer. The scene was like doomsday, but the orc just laughed a few times, and then he used the meteor hammer in his hand to face the silver hammer...

Boom!!!

The fierce collision brought about a more intense explosion. The land under the two of them was directly transformed into nothingness by violent energy. The strong air wave turned all the grass within a few miles around, and the huge mushroom cloud rushed straight into the sky. When everything was settled, a large pit about 100 meters in diameter appeared on the grassland. At the same time, the golden figure also fell to the ground, constantly gasping. At this time, his face revealed, a Westerner in his thirty years old, wearing golden armor, golden hair, and looking very tough.

"Well...is not bad, strong..."

Suddenly, the rough voice sounded again, and at the same time, the mound of soil under the pit suddenly exploded. The orc giant's slightly damaged body slowly appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged tough guy. However, when the tough guy wanted to mock the orc's injuries, something unexpected happened. The scars were healing rapidly, but in just over ten seconds, they could hardly see clearly...

"Hmm? Those annoying guys are calling me... Let's get here today. Next time I have a chance, I must let you know what is the real power!"

After the orc said that, he jumped suddenly, quickly jumped out of the pit, and then turned around and strode away. However, although he himself left, his last words still drifted into the tough guy's ears...

"But next time I meet, I will change my name, [Thor] Thor."

"Next time...it's not that simple next time..."

Thor smiled slightly, then turned around and jumped. His whole person suddenly turned into a lightning and disappeared from the spot. On a big rock not far away, several figures kept recording something...
Chapter completed!