"Dinisha Khan, thank you for your previous guidance. I successfully condensed that one last night. Well, what is it called? By the way, the 'Demon Pill'."
The pride of the Amazon centaur, the proud son of heaven, the super genius who earned the glorious warrior name "Thunder Stomp" at the youngest age, the only one among the younger generation who can compete with the "former" old rival, the Black-Handed Ogre. The warrior of the alien Hakulili, Yalta Thunder Trample, is now standing behind War Khan Dinisha, speaking softly.
"You really succeeded. Although I did provide you with some guidance, even I don't understand those things. The achievements you have today are due to your talent and hard work. My dear child" Dinisha He turned around and tried to hug the girl behind him. Her eyes were full of warm love.
But Yalta lowered her head and even took half a step back slightly. Dinisha's arms were frozen in mid-air. Then she smiled bitterly and gently retracted her arms: "Let me tell you some good news. Livia did not die outside the rainforest, she has returned, and I believe she will reach Valkyria in a short time.”
Yalta's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, but her tone remained calm: "I'm not surprised. I have never doubted Olivia Khan's bravery for a moment, even though she was killed by you and Lord Xerxes. But as I once said to you, ..net cannot defeat a real Amazon through conspiracy and traps. Only the glorious and sacred battlefield is the only place to conquer an Amazon warrior. "It's because of me." Yalta's voice became a little lower.
"Huh huh huh." Dinisha? Walking in the Wind chuckled a few times with a bit of self-deprecation, and said: "The only thing I envy Olivia Khan is that she was able to meet you earlier than me, even if Even though I am willing to work harder than her, even more heart can never make you fall into my arms."
While talking. Dinisha Khan's palms gently stroked Yalta's silver hair, and her eyes were actually filled with a strange and inexplicable light. The centaur girl's heart froze, and she quickly broke away from Dinisha and changed the subject: "Lord Khan, you don't have to worry about the ritual at all. I think you also know very well that in order to delve into this mysterious power that I accidentally obtained, my strength has not improved at all in the past two years. As a 'seed', I actually It has been surpassed by many people. Even your Lilian Blood Helm is probably stronger than me now. In fact, you don’t have to be so obsessed with me!” Dinisha is not only a powerful war king level! The mage is also the most knowledgeable and wisest person in the Amazon tribe. She is in charge of all the documents and records accumulated by the Amazon tribe over thousands of years, including some ancient graphics that are very close to the "square writing" in the hands of the little centaur Yalta.
Amazon centaurs are not a race known for their intelligence and creativity, but their long history is comparable to that of any intelligent race. Coupled with their extremely aggressive traditions and instincts, there are many records left in their collections. I don’t know which unlucky person it came from. The erudite and wise Dinisha found valuable suggestions from these records to help Yalta study those texts.
"Let me ask you one last time, are you really unwilling to become my 'seed' and 'my person'?" When I said this, I wonder if it was an illusion. I heard a trace of despair and begging from the mouth of the war king, the most beautiful war khan in the Amazon,
There was a trace of entanglement and struggle on Yalta's face, but in the end it turned into determination.
"I'm sorry, great Khan, respected Dinisha? Walking in the wind, for your kindness, I can only choose to refuse. I am a warrior affiliated with Olivia Thunder Trampling Khan, in my While the guide is still able to breathe and fight, there is no reason for me to betray her.”
"In this case, you can leave. However, you should know what your decision actually means." The female Khan turned around and silently looked at the rising sun without saying a word.
Yalta has very complicated feelings for Dinisha. If the Khan, who admired her very much, had not provided her with shelter, when Olivia was expelled from the rainforest, she must have been captured by another man with a completely different style of behavior. Lord Khan killed. Not to mention that if it weren’t for the wise and knowledgeable Dinisha, she would not have been able to research the results from the snake skin left by the beautiful snake spirit so quickly. For others, this is just a waste of time that affects their own combat power. It's rubbish for promotion, but for her and her Goron, these things are extremely important.
In terms of care and pampering for the little centaur, the thick-lined Olivia Khan may not be as good as Dinisha Khan. At least Olivia will never allow her to delve into boring things that have nothing to do with combat.
but
After bowing deeply with the highest Amazon etiquette, Yalta silently left the observation tower. When she returned to the ground, her originally depressed expression suddenly became sharp, and her whole body was filled with a murderous aura like a blade.
"Nusina? Howl of the Furious Wind, I can smell the murderous aura emanating from you fifty meters away. As a warrior, can't you even do the most basic 'aura concealment'? No wonder you never Not as good as me."
As soon as Yalta's provocative voice fell, a slightly sharp young voice responded: "Yalta, I'm really surprised that you would say that. In fact, this is what I want to ask you. You actually said that I am not as good as you. Could it be that you Don’t you even have the most basic ability to detect the opponent’s strength? Oh, please forgive me, I forgot that my strength has far surpassed you now, of course you can’t see my seal breaking level.”
The young centaur turning out from the corner is Yalta's fiercest competitor, the "seed" carefully cultivated by Xerxes Khan, Nusina Howl of the Wind. She walked towards Yalta with a smile on her face, fully armed and not trying to hide her hostility.
"That's strange to me." Yalta crossed his arms leisurely and said with a smile: "Since you already think you are stronger than me, why do you bring so many helpers when you trouble me?"...
Behind Nusina came an endless stream of Amazon warriors, all of whom were elites in Xerxes' camp. Unlike Nusina, who was relatively relaxed, each of them looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. After all, The opponent they are about to face is the legendary super genius, the strongest "seed" candidate with the name "Thunder Trample".
Yalta raised his head slightly, sniffed the air a few times, then looked at Nusina and smiled again: "There is still a strong smell of beer and blood that cannot be dissolved. Nusina, you are getting more and more uncomfortable." Come on, why don't you call all your friends? You know, dwarves are rare in Valkyria."
Looking at the four war fanatic squad leaders who came out one after another, Nusina frowned deeply and said: "Please don't misunderstand, these people are just Xerxes Khan and our distinguished guests who came to witness my victory." They are just your witnesses, they will only watch the battle and will not take action."
Yalta smiled slightly and was noncommittal. In fact, her heart was far less relaxed than her appearance. In the past two years, in order to study the power from another world that she unexpectedly obtained, her own strength had almost not increased at all. She did not expect that Dinisha Khan had just given up on her. She will be surrounded and killed by Xerxes Khan with all his strength. Now Nusina is already a fourth-level middle-level warlord, a whole level stronger than the third-level high-level massacre. As an equally outstanding young Soldiers, such a gap cannot be ignored, not to mention those "witnesses" who come to "watch the battle". Only a ghost would believe that they only watch the battle. Those four captain-level war fanatics are the nemesis of all Amazon warriors. It's enough to make people feel comfortable, let alone four more. To be honest, there is no chance left in Yalta's heart, but the glory of Amazon will never allow her to show weakness and admit defeat.
"In that case, let's fight~~~!"
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