"Miss, what do you think?"
George knelt on one knee next to a dead three-headed hell dog. It had the same death characteristics as other dogs of its kind - the smooth incision separated the three-headed hell dog's body and three necks just right, and the smelly blood It was still warm, and it was obvious that he had just died. The dagger of despair was inserted into the pool of dark red blood. His talent for reading blood, which had always been unfailing in the past, now encountered an unprecedented bottleneck:
In the memories of all the three-headed hell dogs that were killed during their lifetime, there are no scenes of struggle or memories of battles. In fact, with their extremely high alertness, they did not perceive anything strange at all. , separated by human corpses, and this was not a case of killing one or two dogs instantly. Looking around, George actually sensed that the number of three-headed hell dogs killed by such a single blow was nearly a hundred!
If it was just a matter of killing a few three-headed hell dogs in an instant, George asked himself that everyone present was confident that he could do it, but if nearly a hundred three-headed hell dogs could all be killed instantly at the same time, what kind of person could do this? , the answer is ready to come out!
"If I remember correctly, the demon general stationed in the far east of the empire is named Narud, nicknamed Iron Fist. A few years ago, he fought with Geralt... and my father, and lost to him by one move. he!"
Hilna bit her lip and recalled, but when she looked at George's extremely serious eyes, somehow, Hilna felt her cheeks were a little hot, and she slightly moved her gaze away from George's face. He opened it, changed to another slightly brisk tone, and added:
"Of course, I was also watching the friendly competition. According to my observation, my father didn't try his best at all. He just let Narud shine on his face before he let it go. I estimate that Narud should have been just that year. It’s only right to reach the peak of the fourth level and step into the fifth level with half a foot.”
The fourth level of peak combat power... George chewed Narud's name and his strength repeatedly, his face became very solemn, and for some reason, George felt vaguely uneasy.
"Captain George, what's wrong with you... If you feel unwell, you must tell us. We can come back to investigate another day!"
"Need not!"
Carlisle Cullen on the side just made a suggestion to withdraw troops, but it was directly rejected by George.
Withdraw troops? How could it be possible to retreat now? ! Not to mention that the prayers at the Temple of Death were completed, the baggage and supplies were fully prepared, and the magic power was at its peak. Just looking at the group of high-spirited and screaming vampire members behind him, George couldn't say anything. The word retreat.
The more uneasy he felt, the more George wanted to challenge it rather than just avoid it.
Feeling the concerned looks from Hilna and Carlisle, George secretly activated his telepathy talent and opened a private chat channel with them:
"If you encounter the dragon first, then try to avoid the battle as much as possible, and then wait for an opportunity to ambush the red dwarf. If you encounter Narud first, communicate as peacefully as possible and not make the matter a big deal. No matter what, we must not make a mistake A lesson learned from the Asmodeus family!”
"Yes, leader!"
"Judge wisely, my servant!"
However, just when Miss Sirna's face had just returned to a look of peace of mind, a piece of news suddenly appeared in her mind, which made her frown again——
"I am Narud and I need rescue!"
This is a unique talent of the great demon clan. Unless it is deliberately blocked, all great demons can sense the location of all great demons in the entire plane and conduct point-to-point communication.
"George, I received a distress signal from Narud. He is in the dragon's lair. What should I do?"
"What should I do? What else can I do!" George waved his hand, summoned and mounted the unicorn Nick, and extended his hand to Hilna like a gentleman. The big devil naturally smiled knowingly and allowed George to pull her. Sitting on Nick's back.
"Everyone, speed up!"
At this time, George didn't notice at all. While he kept thinking about the name of the great demon Narud, his other adjutant, the former supreme commander of the Crusaders, Uther Pandagon, also kept thinking. The ground chanted Narud's name.
"Finally I caught you, Narud!"
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