"reason."

Ye Qiong said these words indifferently, surrendering without reason, he would not believe it.

"The strength of our fish-men tribe is far inferior to yours."

"besides."

"I am no match for you. Your spiritual power is as vast as the sea and has reached the pinnacle of a high-level monster."

He is worthy of being the most knowledgeable among the fish people, and he even used idioms, but Ye Qiong still said reluctantly:

"not enough."

Mogor was silent. He knew what Ye Qiong was referring to. He was also a monster specializing in spiritual power. He naturally understood the state of the Goblin King at this time.

A mental force pressed on his shoulder, and he immediately felt the pressure increase suddenly.

"You have missed one most important thing."

"Your condition is not particularly good. I'm afraid you will return to the Mother Sea soon."

You're a fishman, and you're pretty good at talking. The so-called Mother Sea is where Tiamat, the mother of monsters, lives. Returning to the Mother Sea is a highly emotional way of saying "death".

Ye Qiong knew this sentence when he played the text adventure game Goblin Sage. Every time he died, eight words would be written in large letters on the diary: "You have returned to the Mother Sea."

The idea of ​​the fish-man prophet is very simple. He just wants them to surrender. You don’t live long anyway, so just pretend to be a surrender. This way you will have face, and we won’t have to see any blood. It’s the best of both worlds.

If Ye Qiong were a wise king, he might really accept their surrender and capture thousands of fishmen without spending a single soldier. It would be a very cost-effective deal. But unfortunately, he is not

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Powerful mental pressure struck Mogor, and Ye Qiong said:

"You seem to have mistaken a prerequisite. The purpose of my coming here is to launch a territorial war and make you surrender. It's just incidental. Moreover, I don't need this kind of disloyal surrender."

Mogor sensed something was wrong and just wanted to escape, but was punched to the ground by Sarut who was standing beside him.

Ye Qiong slowly walked down from the carriage, looked down at Mogor, and said condescendingly: "If you were hiding behind, it might be a bit troublesome. I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to the door."

Kick Mogor on the body and interrupt its spellcasting. This is the disadvantage of the mage. Once they are close, the forward movement of the spellcasting is enough to kill them.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Mogor's eyes turned red and he said through gritted teeth.

"Didn't I say that? A territorial war, and your absolute loyalty."

"Impossible, I can't let go of my sea of ​​consciousness." Mogor replied without hesitation.

Once he lets go of the sea of ​​consciousness, he will become the opponent's puppet. As a monster specializing in mental power, he knows exactly what the other person is thinking.

"I have only one condition: to plant my spiritual imprint in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Mogor was silent. If he really agreed, his life and death would be completely in the hands of the other party.

Ye Qiong didn't give him much time to think, and ordered the Poison Demon King to poison the river.

The fish people in the river have actually been watching the negotiations on the shore, and they have long been ashamed and angry.

Now the Goblin King is kicking his nose and face, and poisoning the river. How can he bear this? Are they really regarded as fish on the chopping block, and can be manipulated at will?

He jumped to the shore on the spot and started fighting with the goblins, minotaurs and cat monsters.

Mogor refused to give up and continued to persuade: "If this continues, your subjects will suffer heavy casualties."

"It's not important."

"They will be dissatisfied with you."

"That's not important either."

Mogor was annoyed and asked in a louder voice: "Then what is important?"

Ye Qiong pointed at him and said, "Whether you are loyal or not is very important to me."

The fish-men's screams came one after another, and these sounds kept beating Mogor's heart. It shouldn't be like this.

Finally, he looked up at Ye Qiong and said through gritted teeth: "You tyrant."

Then he continued: "Let's do it."

Regarding the first half of the sentence, Ye Qiong acted as if he had not heard it, nodded with satisfaction, and planted a spiritual imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness. In this way, the life and death of this fish-man prophet was completely under Ye Qiong's control.

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After doing all this, he shouted at the fighting subordinates: "Stop."

Mogor was also extremely annoyed and said unwillingly: "Stop."

Just like that, the third territorial war can come to an end.

Ye Qiong did not embarrass Mogor. The Goblin tribe was not suitable for fishmen to survive. He did not force them to migrate. He just patted Mogor on the shoulder and said, "I hope I can witness your loyalty in the future."

The implication is very obvious, if there is a war in the future, your tribe will also have to contribute.

Although he felt unwilling in his heart, Mogor still knelt down half-kneeling and replied: "It must be so."

After leading the legion back to the tribe, Ye Qiong also began to plan to deal with the silver dragon. Elements one and two had been achieved. As long as he hunted the silver dragon, he would be able to evolve into a goblin tyrant.

The first thing he had to do was very simple. He knew the daily routine of the silver dragon so that he could start setting traps. He handed over this task to the cat demons. The cat demons were agile and would not be easily discovered when they acted as spies.

The second is to make weapons. It is impossible to break the dragon scales with the current Goblin weapons alone. Ye Qiong sends Goblins to look for mineral veins to make weapons.

The third is to improve his strength. He must seize all his free time to practice and increase his success rate in hunting the silver dragon.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Mogor, Kate, and Sharut replaced the three goblins as the king of the Shichibukai.

The goblins found an iron ore vein and asked the tauren tribe to make weapons.

Ye Qiong's request was very simple. Prepare a dagger and a bow for each of the goblins, and quench the poison on the daggers and arrows. This is the most suitable fighting method for goblins.

The cat demons also found out about the habits of the silver dragon. This silver dragon is very lazy and will only come out to hunt for food every three days. There is a river near the cave where he lives. After every hunt, he will come here to take a sip.

water.

And Ye Qiong himself is also in the best mental state. Today is the day when the silver dragon goes out to hunt. The monsters in the tribe are afraid and anxious. This is the dragon clan who stands on top of the monsters. They can really succeed.

Hunting?

If it weren't for the extreme fear of Ye Qiong, the Goblin King, many Goblins would have chosen to flee before they set off for the battle.

"Set off!"

Following Ye Qiong's order, the mighty monster army set off towards the Silver Dragon Cave due north.

This time Ye Qiong even called the fishman tribe, and it can be said that he tried his best to ensure that this hunting could be a complete success.

Although Mogor felt uneasy, he still chose to speak out what was in his heart: "Are you going to evolve into a Goblin Tyrant?"

Although Ye Qiong was a little surprised by this, it was not surprising. This fish-man prophet had lived for an unknown period of time, and it was normal for him to know some secrets. He nodded and replied: "That's right, why do you have a good idea?"

"What a good strategy but a bad strategy? This is the Dragon Clan, a race that stands at the apex of monsters and becomes super monsters when they grow up. How can we win?"

"So is he an adult?"

"No, but even so, it is impossible to defeat him. There is no need for us to face an invincible opponent."

Facing Brother Moore who chose to persuade him crazily out of fear, Ye Qiong just patted him on the shoulder and replied:

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"You can't win at all. I don't understand. Even if we face an invincible enemy, we still choose to fight hard. This is the nature of our Goblin family."

Mogor wanted to reply: "You fart."

If he hadn't seen the goblins in front of him whose legs were shaking as they walked, he would have believed it.

The idea of ​​marching forward bravely and fighting with all your strength is fucking bullshit. If it hadn't been for you, a tyrant, to give the order, they would have never met the silver dragon in their lives.

Mogor clearly remembers the nature of goblins, which is to bully the weak and fear the strong, without any sense of adventure. The group of goblins in front of him were obviously forced to be carried up by him, the Goblin King.
Chapter completed!