"Who is the enemy?"
The cold, mechanical voice sounded behind Qian Er. Qian Er turned his head and saw a group of foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, but he didn't know which country they were from.
The leader was a woman who was probably in her forties or fifties, with a dark red face from the sun. She gave Qian Er a friendly smile and pointed to the translator hanging on her neck. The cold voice just now came from it.
"Don't worry, young man. Although we don't deal with each other much normally, at this time, we are all human beings, natural allies. At the very least, in this situation, you can trust us unconditionally."
Beside her, a white man, over two meters tall, wearing thick clothes, said with a smile.
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"I can't recognize too many. They are constantly increasing. Currently, I can recognize the Sky Curtain Bulls and the Soul Devourers. The rest of the myriad races that follow them are countless."
Qian Er listened to the information from the Blood-Burning Saint and passed it on.
Hearing this, the group exchanged glances.
"It's not surprising that the Sky Curtain Bulls and the Soul Devourers came, because of you. These two races are frantically causing trouble for humans. The Soul Devourers are normal. You killed their hope, but we are a little confused as to why the Sky Curtain Bulls are going crazy. Can you enlighten us?"
The middle-aged woman looked at Qian Er with gentle eyes, her deep blue eyes seeming to harbor waves.
"Haha, old lady, how old are you? Why are you here scaring children?"
Just as Qian Er raised his eyebrows, ready to glare back, a hearty laugh came from behind him.
Du Xiuming, the former general of Yan Country, walked over with a smile and stood in front of Qian Er.
"Mr. Du, I'm just curious. After all, for so many years, I haven't heard of anyone who has provoked the Sky Curtain Bulls to this point."
The middle-aged woman covered her mouth and chuckled, looking friendly.
"Haha, old lady, don't call me Mr. I was already famous when I was young. You are many rounds older than me."
Du Xiuming patted Qian Er's shoulder with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation.
In an instant, the middle-aged woman's face fell, and she glared at Du Xiuming fiercely.
"Mr. Du, discussing a lady's age is not a gentlemanly act."
Du Xiuming sneered and waved his hand at her.
"Come on, gentlemanly spirit? Isn't that just an excuse created by your medieval knights to curry favor with noble ladies? It's useless to talk to me about this. I'm all about gender equality. If you keep nagging me, I'll punch you in the face."
In an instant, the middle-aged woman's face changed. She glared at Du Xiuming, seemingly afraid that Du Xiuming would really punch her, cursed a few times, and hurriedly led her people in the direction Qian Er said.
Seeing these people leave, Du Xiuming smiled and patted Qian Er's shoulder.
"Another flesh and blood clone?"
Qian Er didn't hide anything from this person and nodded directly.
"Okay, a good seedling of the flesh and blood system. You will stay by my side during this time. If you're going to act, you have to do it all the way."
As he spoke, a huge frost bone dragon emerged from behind Du Xiuming, but it did not join the battlefield, but stood behind Du Xiuming.
"Do you know what we are waiting for?"
Du Xiuming let the frost bone dragon rise into the air and connected to its perspective, while asking Qian Er without turning his head.
"Waiting for their manpower to arrive?"
Qian Er said, stroking his chin.
This time, Du Xiuming turned his head to look at him in surprise.
"Not bad, you have some brains, but you are uneducated. That's not good. We don't expect you to be a learned scholar, but you have to learn some tactics and strategies."
After muttering a few words, Du Xiuming continued to explain to Qian Er.
"The battlefield of the True King level is too large. If you are not careful, the entire province will be sunk. This is something the empire cannot afford. Therefore, the Ape Ancestor has already cut the space of the Royal Palace in advance, waiting for their people to arrive before completely dividing the space, forming a situation of closing the door and beating the dog."
Du Xiuming impatiently glanced at the guests who still didn't know what was happening and were asking questions everywhere, and shouted loudly, his voice like thunder.
"Okay, no need to ask. I'll tell you. This Royal Conferment Banquet is a trap, a trap against the myriad races. From the beginning, the Bright King's Mansion will become a new battlefield for the myriad races. Now, you either find a place to hide and don't cause us trouble, or go to the front line to participate in the war."
The thunderous voice suppressed the chaotic crowd. Some smart people had already begun to make choices, while a small number of guys who were indeed lacking in brains stood in place with indignant expressions on their faces.
"Senior, we came to attend the banquet, is this how you treat us! You must give us an explanation!"
A young man, of course, compared to Du Xiuming, Qian Er was definitely younger. He shouted indignantly at Du Xiuming.
The address could be considered respectful, but the tone was not respectful at all.
Du Xiuming didn't even bother to pay attention to this kind of guy. The frost bone dragon behind him slapped down, directly turning him into a pancake.
"Ridiculous, we didn't even invite you. It's obvious that you begged and pleaded to sneak in. It's already great luck that we didn't cause you trouble. Now you dare to ask me for an explanation?"
The splattering blood and broken bones immediately woke up the group of guys who were lacking in brains. They looked in horror at the young man's remains that couldn't even be pieced together, and immediately acted according to what Du Xiuming said, either finding a place to hide and not cause trouble, or going to the front line.
"Let's go, let's go to the front line too. This time, we are very important. We need to hurt them first, let them know that they can't take us down, and then the rest will be easier to handle."
With that, Du Xiuming jumped onto the back of the frost bone dragon.
Qian Er also summoned his Frost Lord and jumped onto the back of the Frost Lord.
"Is there a plan for what's next?"
Seemingly deliberately taking care of his child, the frost bone dragon slowed down a lot, allowing the Frost Lord to easily keep up and fly side by side with him.
On the top of the Frost Lord's head, Qian Er asked Du Xiuming next to him.
"Well, of course there is, but I won't tell you for the time being. After all, if we don't fight the first battle well, everything is nonsense."
At this time, the frost bone dragon and the Frost Lord had already flown out of the Bright King's Mansion.
In the sky, Qian Er could clearly see the changes around him.
The scenery outside the Bright King's Mansion seemed to be distorted. The space was folded, expanded, and cut again, eventually forming an inescapable closed space.
ps: Wuhu, third update
