dognovel Chapter 134 War
Chapter 134 War
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the cool evening breeze blows gently. The sound of the wind accompanied by the chirping of cicadas makes the night peaceful and mysterious.
Ronnie put down the magic book in his hand, took a look at the tentacles that stretched out and merged into his arms, and couldn't help but sigh. No matter how he suppressed them, these tentacles would always pop out. They looked very weird and did not look like normal creatures.
For this situation, Ronnie already has two solutions, one is to trade with Ember and Harald, the other is to rely on the system lottery.
Speaking of the system, Ronnie couldn't help but want to complain. This broken system has been silent for years or even decades. If it weren't for the normal use of other functions, Ronnie would sometimes almost forget that he is still a time traveler with a system.
Previously at the Endless Conference, Yu Jin had mentioned that the Lord God would hold a large-scale scramble mission next, and the location would be in an extremely high-risk world that was severely polluted by Chaos, and perhaps there would be a way to solve Ronnie's current problem.
"What are you thinking about? It's so late, why don't you go back to the room and rest?"
Soros, wearing beige pajamas, walked up to Ronnie and sat in his arms.
Feeling Soros' arms around his neck and the reassuring scent emanating from Him, Ronnie smiled.
"I have so many tentacles on my body. Aren't you afraid that I will tie you up like a dumpling and put you in 108 different positions when you sleep at night? So in order for you to have a good sleep, I'll sleep in the guest room tonight."
Hearing this, Soros, who was sitting in Ronnie's arms, rolled his eyes.
"You said that as if without those tentacles, you haven't put me in one hundred and eight positions."
Just when Ronnie was about to say something stupid, Soros came over and gave him a kiss, stopping Ronnie from speaking.
After the kiss, Soros looked at Ronnie with his green eyes like water.
"No matter what you are or what you become, I will always be by your side."
Listening to Soros's tender yet firm words, Ronnie was stunned for a moment.
He stroked Soros's face with his hand, and his words were no longer as silly as before.
"I will always be by your side, forever."
After he finished speaking, Ronnie also gave her a kiss. This kiss was very long. The atmosphere between the two gradually became charming, with pink bubbles appearing from time to time.
After the kiss, Ronnie looked at Soros and said, "Even if the stars turn, our love will never change. This is my eternal promise to you."
Looking at Ronnie's extremely serious expression, Soros smiled happily. Just when he was about to respond, he felt something and his expression became speechless.
"Your love words are nice, and I am very touched, but it would be better if your tentacles could be more honest."
As he spoke, Soros pulled open his pajamas, allowing Ronnie to see that there were several dishonest tentacles touching him inside.
"The atmosphere has been completely ruined."
Listening to Soros's complaints, Ronnie chuckled.
"I can't help it. My wife, you are so beautiful that I am deeply attracted to you. These tentacles are the manifestation of my instinct. I can't control them."
Hearing this, Soros sighed.
"I can understand all that, but isn't little Ronnie also out of your control?"
"Hey, I can only say it was completely out of instinct."
Originally, Soros came over to show concern because he saw that Ronnie was not in good condition, but now it seems that the problem should not be serious. After all, Ronnie still has the leisure to think about these things.
"Okay, go back and rest early."
"it is good."
After saying that, Ronnie picked up Soros and walked towards the room. The tentacles on his body kept shaking as if they were happy.
Since you don’t like to read the following content, I will not write it and simply skip three million words. I can only say that Master Luo worked hard to make a cream puff called Soros.
In the capital of the Kingdom of Kawa, although the old king is still on the throne, he basically no longer cares about anything and has handed over all government affairs to the second prince Dusin.
Today, during the past few years of holding power, Du Xin's temperament has gradually become more dignified, and he is transforming into a qualified king.
Although he has grown a lot, he is still a little fat boy and his personality has not changed much.
Sitting in his office, he was overwhelmed looking at the documents piled in front of him.
Du Xin, who had been working for a whole morning, threw down the pen in his hand and sighed deeply.
"Damn it! What on earth made me take on such a troublesome matter? I just want to be a salted fish waiting to die, relying on my status to live a happy life of bullying men and women."
Hearing this, the old king, who had nothing to do but come to see his son, said with a smile: "After all, you are the only one who is capable of taking on this important task now, and you were very happy when you got the power to decide other people's lives and deaths, so don't complain."
Hearing this, Du Xin rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "You will be happy for only a short while, and then you will have to face all kinds of documents that are heavier than mine."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something and looked at the old king.
"Father, didn't His Majesty the Wing of Disaster extend your life by fifty years? Now you can take advantage of your youth and create a few more brothers for me. Maybe someone will be able to inherit the throne."
"I think you are dreaming. I am almost a hundred years old. How can I have the energy for that?"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes. I don't know which centenarian has to fight three or five beauties every night."
Listening to the old king's explanation, Du Xin curled his lips in disdain and complained in a low voice.
Seeing that his son had exposed his past, the old king became so angry that he punched him on the head. Just as he was about to scold him, he heard a knock on the door.
Hearing the knock on the door, Du Xin endured the pain in his head and pretended to be as dignified as usual.
After getting permission, the messenger walked in and reported on one knee.
"According to the information sent by the scouts, the combined forces of Silan, Liestina, and Dolok Kingdom are planning to defeat the Disaster Family."
After hearing this news, Duxin and the old king looked at each other, and their expressions became serious. After all, these three kingdoms were a little far away from the Kingdom of Kava, and even if they were jealous of the interests of the Disaster Clan, they would not be so foolish as to gather troops to attack them.
After all, to put it bluntly, in Du Xin's opinion, except for the Forest of Elves, other human countries in the Western Continent cannot possibly match the Disaster Clan in terms of military power. Unless they have the mentality of "if you don't let me live a good life, then I will die" and want to commit suicide, otherwise they would not be so impulsive.
"Has the coalition forces issued any statement? How many troops are there?
"The coalition army is under the pretext of uniting the three countries to fight against the suffering families of the various countries. The number of troops is estimated to be over one million. The leader is said to be the president of the branch of the Holy Kingdom Church in the Western Continent, Saiin Orr."
Sure enough, it was almost what Du Xin thought. After exchanging a glance with the old king, he waved his hand and asked the messenger to go down first.
"What are these three countries thinking? They actually attacked the Disaster Clan. His Majesty the Wing of Disaster is a giant dragon. It is very difficult for humans to defeat him."
Du Xin shook his head and complained: "Even if there is a president of the Holy Church, it is probably impossible to win."
Hearing this, the old king shook his head without comment.
"This world is huge, and there are many strong people. Otherwise, the human race wouldn't be able to occupy most of the fertile land."
"You mean... the Disaster Clan might lose?" The Second Prince frowned and thought.
"That's not the case. I still believe in the strength of His Majesty the Wing of Disaster, but..." The old king narrowed his eyes and spoke with a hint of uncertainty: "The final result is really hard to determine."
"If the Disaster Clan fails in this war, we who have the deepest cooperation with the Disaster Clan will probably be liquidated as well."
Du Xin touched his chin and thought seriously, "If we want the Kingdom of Kava not to be affected, the best option at the moment is to wait and see, and make a choice after the results are truly determined."
"Your idea is correct, but we have to consider that no matter which side wins, the Kingdom of Kava will be liquidated in the end. Therefore, we who are closest to the Disaster Clan must take sides now. After all, no one likes fence-sitters."
Hearing the old king's words, Du Xin scratched his hair in annoyance.
"That's easy to say. We currently have no information about the Three Kingdoms' Allied Forces, and we are very happy to cooperate with the Disaster Clan. We have gained a lot of benefits with their help."
Seeing his conflicted and irritable look, the old king smiled but did not give any advice. Although his life was extended by fifty years, the throne would always be his, and the choice before him would be a test of whether he could become a true king.
"Forget it. This question is too difficult. I'd better follow my heart and stand on the side of the Disaster Clan. I've gained so much by following them. I don't want to end up being an ungrateful person."
Hearing this, the old king smiled with great relief.
"This matter is entirely up to you to decide. When this war is over, I will completely abdicate and hand over the throne of the Kingdom of Kava to you."
"Ah I?"
Because he was too absorbed in his thoughts just now, Du Xin didn't notice the old king's relieved smile at all. At this moment, he was pointing at himself in confusion, with an expression of disbelief.
Seeing that the old king was just smiling and had no intention of saying more, Du Xin, who knew that his old father would not change his decision once it was made, suddenly felt the burden on his shoulders was extremely heavy. After all, he was responsible for the survival of the entire country, and the pressure was extraordinary.
"Since we have chosen to stand on the side of the Disaster Clan, we must first notify them and then work together to find a solution. The war has been confirmed. If the Kingdom of Kava gathers together, it should be able to gather 300,000 troops..."
Looking at Du Xin who was thinking seriously, the old king smiled, got up and left.
What they didn't know was that there was an inconspicuous little flying insect lying by the window of the room, watching the whole process.
On the side of the Disaster Clan, Neo had already noticed when the joint forces of the three countries took action. While informing Ronnie, he was also using flying insects to continue to pay attention and collect intelligence.
"Haha, this little fat guy is not bad, he is not an ungrateful person. After the war is over, maybe we can consider letting them earn a little more."
Ronnie, who had watched the conversation between Duxin and the old king, said with a smile.
At this time, Neo, who was standing aside, asked.
"Master, the number of the three countries' joint forces has been found out. It is about one million. Should we start to act?"
Hearing this, Ronnie nodded.
"Tell Hogg that this war is a test, and I hope he won't let me down."
"Yes!"
Neo knelt respectfully and then went to inform Hogg and other clan leaders.
Next, although the Disaster Clan remained calm on the surface and seemed unaware of the coming of the war, they were still the dragon's followers after all. They were born for war, and they began to operate at full capacity like a high-speed machine.
Countless undead were mobilized to mine in the mines, and weapons were frantically produced in the smelters. After receiving the war orders, each clan was extremely looking forward to it. Although this kind of stable and peaceful life was good, they did not forget that after the last battle with the wild orcs, the leaders of each clan were rewarded with the transformation of dragon veins, and even other people with good performance received a lot of rewards. For this reason, they were very much looking forward to it.
In the clan leaders' meeting, Hogg was deploying and discussing the war plan.
With the knowledge provided by Ronnie and the background of the Disaster Clan itself, Hogg is very confident about this war.
Putting aside other things, let's just talk about high-end combat power. Hogg, Seran, and Hart are all seventh-level powerhouses, and there are two eighth-level powerhouses, Soros and Salman, and Ronnie as the final trump card.
Even Kanzaros, when he heard about the war, was eager to participate.
The Three Kingdoms' coalition not only had a million troops, but Sainor also brought three of his own confidants who were absolutely loyal to him. Each of these three had reached the seventh level.
Even if there is still no news of cooperation from the elves, Seinor still has a trump card.
Sainor walked slowly to a prisoner van, looked at the van in front of him which was sealed by multiple high-level magics and had countless weakening magics cast on it, and walked into it confidently.
So much magic has been cast on the outside of the prison van, and the inside has been multiplied several times, just to imprison a human inside.
This man was bound by countless chains engraved with magic. Under the chains was a prison uniform that had not been washed for who knows how long. He smelled foul, had a full beard, and had long golden hair that had not been groomed for a long time and was as messy as a chicken coop. He looked like a middle-aged homeless man.
Despite this, this man yawned nonchalantly and looked at Seinor who came here.
"It's you again, have you eaten yet?"
The man's voice sounded very young, and his words were full of indifference.
Seeing this, Sainol fanned his nose in disdain and spoke in an extremely cold tone.
"If you can kill the dragon in the next war, you can be free."
A normal prisoner would be excited to hear about his freedom, but this man acted lazy and even crossed his legs.
"Oh, so there's a fight to be had, right? If it's a dragon, it won't be killed by one punch from me."
Seeing that he still had this attitude, Sainol narrowed his eyes.
"You better obey me, or I won't mind killing you, Henry the Kingslayer."