If his youth was a painting, then every moment of that painting would contain traces of Sasuke.
Sasuke needed strength.
Then, I will show him my one-time enhanced ability!!
"I'm going to participate in the horse racing competition!"
Without hesitation, Naruto, who was shining but not a horse and even less a girl, jumped out of the mine.
"Sister Mei, I want to win."
The ninja, who had always been very Buddhist, rarely showed a desire to fight.
"I won't lose either."
Mei's eyes moved slightly.
Her ability is far inferior to Russell's.
Theoretically, when Russell went to war, she should have waited quietly, like a princess waiting for a prince, waiting for his kindness.
Maybe it's stupid.
But, I want to try to keep up with him.
The girl thought in her heart.
"Well, there's no need to be so sharp. We'll have income next month anyway. Just treat it as a competition. No need to take it too seriously."
Russell said.
Isn't there also the cow and the horse Mobius?
Even if there are only three copies next time, it will be enough. We can even have one extra to give to the patriots or keep one as a collection.
In response to this, researcher Dr. Mobius sighed.
"You don't care about my life or death at all."
"It is glorious to sacrifice yourself for your fellow comrades, Comrade Mobius."
Russell said seriously.
“Don’t ask what the chat group has done for you, ask what you have done for the chat group.”
Mobius——blood pressure up!
Good man, using this kind of thing to fool a 50,000-year-old man?!
"Boy, you are courting death—"
Mebius decided to severely torture this junior.
But, the next moment, a red envelope appeared in her chat box, and in the red envelope, all kinds of private photos of Yajue boss were flying all over the sky...
For the local boss of Colombia, Terra Runner, these photos are still slightly valuable.
"Hello, boss. It's my honor to serve you."
Mebius deleted the previous message and issued a new declaration.
"Three people are already preparing to disguise themselves and participate in the competition. Don't others have any ideas?"
"Boss, do you really want to see me fall to the ground and twitch, fighting for the last place?"
Miss Huihui, the non-traditional magician, sighed quietly.
Unlike traditional magicians who start by transforming into a Fire Demon, adding buffs to turn him into a Rainbow Man, and then brutally blasting the enemy, the Red Demons are glass cannons.
In Huihui's class, Youyou, who has the best physical fitness, can only barely walk briskly while holding Huihui.
It's simply a disgrace.
"All I can say is, I'll be cheering you on from behind."
"Why don't you come over to my side and try to absorb some Honkai energy and learn some fighting skills?"
Russell thought for a while and asked.
Huihui: “…”
Things have turned.
She had previously advised her boss to just read some books if he had nothing to do, but now, she is being asked to go to the gym instead.
"Anyway, I won't be participating."
Huihui said.
"how about you?"
Russell looked at Skadi.
“…There are too many people.”
Skadi's answer highlights a social phobia.
But, as if feeling that this was a bit out of place, she added another sentence.
“When the time comes, Huihui and I will cheer you on.”
“I’ll be rooting for you guys in Columbia.”
After Skadi expressed her refusal to participate, Ragnarok answered directly. She was looking for a laboratory that looked pleasing to her eyes on the street, ready to sneak in and work diligently.
——Then drag away all the reliable employees inside and ask them to help him.
Russell grabbed her hand and rubbed the Ouroboros, and she almost died of exhaustion for the second time.
As a result, this b asked himself to prepare another batch.
——We must find some scientific research talents to reduce the burden.
"My... man, if I can steal the rabbit's divine power, then I will definitely be the champion."
Valon made the decision to invade District 13 as smoothly as going to the toilet.
"Wish me good luck tonight."
"Of course, if I get beaten up by that damn old guy from Hong Kong, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Then, as if remembering something, he began to stack armor on himself.
He had been beaten by the old man in front of hundreds of thousands of Americans, and he still had some psychological trauma.
Fortunately, he is not an American citizen, otherwise, perhaps both he and Blake would have been eliminated.
They all seem to be very motivated.
Russell nodded, bringing the chat session to an end.
"Then it's decided. Next we'll do team building at the Shining Horse Girls Competition."
Chapter 98 This is the hunting net for Da Yan
The environment within the chat group is cheerful.
But, some areas are not so pleasant.
night.
Casimir.
Cavaleliaki, also known as the Grand Knight Lord.
A blood demon quietly left Wang Tingjun’s barracks and entered the residential area.
After the Regent entered Cavaleliaki, he strictly ordered the army not to disturb the people.
This is not to say that Tracy loves the people very much.
In fact, the things he hates most are Steam Knight and Silver Spear Pegasus.
Among the troops of various countries, the Steam Knight is the fastest in demolition, the Silver Spear Pegasus is the most mobile, and the most disgusting.
If rationality evaporates, the Regent Prince would definitely not mind sending all the Pegasus in this country to concentration camps to experience German-style humanitarian care.
Unfortunately, his mission has always been to use force to intimidate other nations and buy time for the race to develop.
Instead of being stupid and really coming here for revenge.
Use short and quick wars of annihilation to intimidate other countries, while at the same time appeasing the Casimir people as much as possible and establishing a moderate image.
Draw blood from Casimir on a small scale and multiple times to provide some nutrients to Kazdel.
Reunite the scattered tribes.
This is what he needs.
Unfortunately, Kazdel is only a country when the Demon King exists.
Theresa is now just a resurrected corpse.
Without the Demon King's commander, the Ten Kings' Court, the Senate, and the Conquest Parliament are really just playing their own games.
Teresis's orders did not have much binding force on certain groups.
"Ultimately, it's an act of cowardice."
In the Blood Demon's camp, some nobles sneered.
Blood demon.
The Sarkaz are considered a fairly powerful group, with a long lifespan, blood-related Originium skills, and killing abilities honed in the fight for blood.
They are the most valiant group under Tracys.
They are also the group that cares least about the future of the Sarkaz.
In fact, they served Tracy largely to taste the blood of their enemies or their own blood, and it had nothing to do with the future of the Sarkaz people.
Just like their monarch, a considerable number of their members believe that the Ten Clans of the Royal Court are the Sarkaz.
Tracy hit too fast.
For them, it was a rather bad development.
"Anyone want to go to Lot Zero for a self-service wine drink?"
In the military camp, a blood demon asked questions.
The so-called self-service red wine.
It can be considered as a code word among the blood demons.
Tracys does not allow the blood demons to kill people at will outside the battlefield, but there are always blood demons who can't help themselves.
and so--
They will choose to go to plot zero.
Plot Zero is one of the eight newly built plots in the city of Cavalelia. On the surface, it is a shelter and treatment center funded by the Supervisory Council to examine and treat infected knights, but it is an infected shelter area that is not open to the public. In fact, it is a place to accommodate and "process" the infected.
Tracy allowed the organization to continue operating, but would intercept the Sarkaz along the way.
You can kill people there and you won't be blamed.
After all, no one will stand up for the infected, or in other words, no one cares where the infected go.
therefore--
The blood demons could go there leisurely, hang up the infected, cut their arteries, watch the blood fill the goblet, and then use finger pressure to stop the bleeding.
After finishing your drink, refill your cup.
This is also called self-service red wine.
It’s not as delicious as the blood of a non-infected person, but it’s better than nothing.
"Be careful. There seem to be silver spear Pegasus around recently."
"Tracy has strayed from his original intention. Even if you die, our cowardly regent will not pretend that nothing happened just for the sake of a peaceful situation."
The young blood demon's voice was responded to by a calmer voice.
"I am not so destitute that I need the protection of a fake king."
