"Chief Flo, I have brought a message from King Kelu. Please don't underestimate the enemy who can make us suffer a big loss. He..."
The short goblin messenger wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a tall figure sitting on a crudely made seat carved from a huge stone.
"Thank you King Kelu for sending me the message, but I ask you to go back and report it to your king. It's just too much to worry about. The warriors of our race of giants are not afraid of any powerful enemy attack!"
The person who spoke spoke in a very confident tone, even if he had heard about that guy from the goblin species and had faced off against the dragon elf species head-on, as if that was not a big deal, and this was also the case. The giant species was actually not a virtual dragon. Fine seed.
"If the enemy who caused you goblins to suffer great losses dares to come, let him come. We giants are allies with you goblins, and we can help you allies solve such troubles!"
"Chief Flo..."
"There is no need to say more to express my gratitude. Clothes, weapons, and armor are all needed by our clan. Bring more. This is the condition for us to help you solve your troubles."
The goblin messenger couldn't say anything more, but the giant warrior coming from the left stretched out his hand and grabbed the ground under his feet. The other party lifted him up and reached the airship that was standing fifty meters in the air. .
[Damn it, these arrogant giants! 】
"You will definitely regret not listening to my king's advice."
After receiving numerous instructions from his own king, the goblin messenger finally tried his best to shout to the giants.
However, what he got was the giant warrior who raised his head and laughed loudly in a somewhat outrageous tone.
"Come on, we giants are not comparable to you dwarfs who need to rely on weird things to fight powerful enemies. According to what you said, that guy is about the same size as an elf. I think I One kick can crush him into the earth.”
The goblin messenger walked into the airship with some curses and drove the airship away, while the giants below were preparing a banquet.
Whenever the goblins send them the rich supplies promised when forming an alliance, their clan leader will routinely hold a grand banquet within the clan on the day when the supplies are delivered.
Only on such a day can all the giants in the clan eat without any scruples. Compared with the alarmist talk they just heard from the goblin messenger, it is obvious that they should prepare their stomachs and plunge into the clan that is about to begin. A grand banquet inside is the more important thing.
Most giants think this way, and they disdain the enemies mentioned by goblins. There is nothing in this world that their giants cannot defeat.
However, there are exceptions to this, and that is Flo, the leader of the giant race who showed his disdain most clearly just now.
Although Flo looks like a tall and rough man, he is one of the few wise men among the giants.
And just now, the disdain shown towards the enemies mentioned by the goblins was just to better ask for more support materials from the goblins.
As for contempt for unknown enemies, no, Flo never despised any enemy in this world.
Even if the giants are strong enough, there are gods, dragons, and a small number of fantasy species that are stronger than them.
Following closely behind them are the Flügel, known as the strongest race created by the gods. No enemy here can be underestimated.
Even though the goblins who are allied with them and the forest elves who have been enemies of the goblins for generations, although the strength of the two races is not as strong as that of the giants, the population of both the goblins and the forest elves is far greater than that of the two races. There are many species of giants who are limited by insufficient access to materials and unable to expand the population of the tribe.
Flo can now feel some crises originating from the outside world and within the tribe. In the past hundred years, the population of their giant race has gradually declined, and the fact that the strength of the race behind them is constantly catching up makes him vaguely feel The giant species seems to be being eliminated by the survival laws of this world.
Of course, if he was still in the prime of life, he would have nothing to worry about, because the giants would continue to keep up with the pace of external wars under his leadership.
But Flo has lived for two thousand years. His glorious record of killing ten dragon spirits with only a stone ax is now impossible for him to repeat.
Flo felt that he was old and might die in another two or three hundred years, but this made him worried about the future of the tribe.
"Shanrut, what do you think of the enemy things that the goblin messenger just said?"
The warriors here were ordered out by him, and after preparing with other tribesmen for the feast that was going to be held later, Flo asked his son, but it was he who specifically stopped him and asked him to stay just now.
"Haha, father, didn't you say that we, the giant race, are fearless? If the so-called enemy dares to come and cause trouble for our race of giants, then I swear that I will use my big stone ax to make the enemy understand what it means to be powerful. The giant species cannot be challenged, and the opponent will regret it!"
Well, my son is a foolhardy idiot with only a fighting nerve in his mind. Although he looks very much like his younger self and has the bravery of a giant race, he can make his tribe stand out in this world. As it continues, bravery alone is not enough, some wisdom is also needed.
【only……】
Patriarch Flo shook his head secretly. He had tried to teach his son in various ways over the years what the wisdom of survival was.
However, every time, the other party only noticed the bravery in the teachings, but did not pay attention to the wisdom contained in it.
Just like now, I showed disdain in front of the goblin messenger, but my son actually thought that he was really dismissive, and his complete contempt could make the goblins All species suffer losses, and even the information species can repel the unknown enemy of the high-level dragon spirit species.
Who gave him the courage to be so fearless? Doesn't he know that the so-called fearlessness must be based on invincible strength?
In this world, the giants are powerful, but they are not invincible. The so-called fearlessness is just a slogan that they shout to make themselves brave, not the reality...
Sighing in his heart, Chief Flo looked to the other side and asked, "Shanvia, what do you think?"
"Father, my eldest brother and I have different views."
The person being questioned was a female giant warrior. She had knots on her arms and muscles that were not inferior to those of the male giant warriors. However, she also had the waves unique to female giants, a butt capable of giving birth to children, and a... You can tell by looking at it that it is a baby canteen that provides adequate nutrition.
Her dazzling blond hair, which was different from her father and brother and was obviously inherited from her mother, was tied into a scorpion tail and wrapped around her neck, with the ends of her hair falling into the bottomless peaks and valleys.
The female giant thought for a while, and what she said made Flo feel satisfied: "I think we should seriously treat every guy who may become our enemy. Father, I hope you will let the warriors in the clan fight in the near future. Increase your vigilance to prevent the possibility of enemies breaking into our settlement."
"Shanvia, you should mate with strong warriors in your clan to give birth to more strong children, instead of discussing with me and our father how to fight the enemy here. "
Compared with the satisfaction of the patriarch Shanflo, Shanlut was very dissatisfied with his sister's words, and this dissatisfaction was not only because the other party said "fear the enemy", but also because of the words from his father Shanflo. In his eyes, he faintly noticed that his father might prefer his sister as a daughter rather than himself as a son.
This is a wrong thing. The next leader of the giant race should be him...
"Perhaps you want to compete with me?"
The stone spears were surging with giants, which was a very crude way of using elf power. The energy in the body of an individual giant was generally ten times that of a Flügel, and dozens of times that of an elf.
However, the giant species cannot use this energy to a precise level. They can attach this energy to objects, allowing some ordinary objects to have the same strength as their bodies for a certain period of time.
This is how giants usually use elf power. The usage is rough, but simple and practical.
Huge strength, coupled with items capable of carrying the ravages of the Titan's power, the two constitute the pinnacle of the most terrifying physical combat power in the world.
Although he cannot destroy the world or burn mountains and seas in a short period of time, he can still chase those racial individuals who can use their elven power to do the above things, chasing them away like dogs from a scattered family. Guys run away...
This is not very difficult for a giant who has strong defense, long steps and therefore fast speed to do this kind of thing.
Among the outstanding ones, in addition to his father Shanflo, his sister Shanvia is also a giant individual with great fighting potential.
Shanrut once fought against this sister, but in the end he was severely beaten by Shanvia.
Even though Shanlut's strength is considered powerful among the giant warriors, Shanvia's combat skills, or in other words, the use of combat wisdom, are even more proficient.
Of course, in Shanrut's eyes, this is just some annoying little trick: his sister is obviously far less powerful than him, but she always uses other methods to defeat him. It happens every time. This is very hateful!
"Come here, don't think you can always use some small tricks to defeat me!"
The grumpy Shanrut directly picked up the giant ax lying next to him, intending to accept the challenge, and at the same time hit back the spear pointed in front of him.
But at this moment, whether it was a spear or a giant axe, they were all held by Sanfro, who stopped him and said: "Okay, Root, Weiya is right on this matter.
We giants can despise any enemy, but we cannot be careless about any enemy.
It is necessary to be on guard against unknown and powerful enemies.
There is no contradiction between bravery and caution, but they can coexist.
You and Weiya, don’t fight over this kind of thing..."
The patriarch is still teaching his son, and even thinks that if his son still cannot learn the wisdom of survival in the future, then his daughter will be in charge of the inside, and his son will be in charge of the outside.
Let the two people divide their labor and cooperate, one is responsible for managing the internal affairs of the race, and the other is responsible for the external war, so that the brothers and sisters can complement each other.
Thinking about it this way, even if the giant race does not have itself as the patriarch in the future, it can continue to continue in this world, and even develop and grow again.
"Yes, father."
The two giants took back their weapons respectively, showing enough respect for their father and clan leader.
However, neither Sanfro nor Shanweiya noticed the anger in their son (brother) eyes at this time.
[It happens again, it happens every time...]
Whenever he and his sister have ambiguities and disputes, even though he is their father, the other party will always take his sister's side and come to teach him a lesson.
【This is not fair! 】
"Let's talk about the warning after today. Let's make everyone happy today. You brothers and sisters should also go out and help everyone prepare food."
Sanfro said.
"yes."
Shanrut and Shanvia left one after the other.
And Shanlut, who once met the clone of the mutant individual devil in the fantasy species in the wild, at this time, a special spiritual power skill belonging to the devil was activated in his heart, and his resentment towards the existence of his father and sister was turning into... The seeds of hatred have taken root in my heart and are sprouting...
[Perhaps, I can consider the invitation from the Demon King! 】
Shanlut thought about this, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at his sister's back.
. . . .
"It smells like evil thoughts."
Wu Ke, who inherited the godhead of the evil god Angola Mainyu, suddenly smelled the breath of evil thoughts on one of the targets of his observation.
This is an evil thought perception technique adapted from the mind-reading skills of the forest elves in this world, using the power of evil thoughts to imitate and extend it.
It is mainly used to explore the world, and the psychological shadow area of the target who was beaten by himself... uh, sincere heart (fist), but unexpectedly it is now playing a role in observation.
When you are in a colony of giants, everything around you seems huge, but as long as you use negative power to restrain your own energy, Wu Ke is the best latent observer. No giant can detect him, and he even has a way Take others with you to lurk.
"I have already said that I am willing to join your Peace Order, why are you still unwilling to unlock the forbidden power on your wings for me?"
After lurking in for half an hour, Jibril was still muttering dissatisfiedly about this matter.
She was being held by Wu Ke at her waist, her little feet were almost ten centimeters off the ground, but she was being led by Wu Ke, lurking in the giant settlement to observe two targeted people.
