"Are the troops on the Red Clay Continent like this?"

Weir looked at the butler laughingly.uuk.la

"Well~, not, there are some teams that can fight, but it's just the number...

It has been peaceful here for too long, and I have never seen a bloody army, not a real army."

Weir nodded, and he suddenly missed the pirates of the "Don Quixote family".

Although those guys are some evildoers, they are very loyal and have good combat power. The most important thing is that those guys have seen blood, and they are the type who become more and more brave as they fight.

"If that girl wants to start a large war, I will prepare for the people. If we rely solely on these people, let alone the charge during the war, these people will be scared to have problems before the war."

Weir now has many people, not only the "Don Quixote family", but even the guys from the dark world are better than these wine bags.

"Although the possibility of a large war is not high, if you really need it, please let me know. I spent my whole life on the Red Clay Continent. Although I have some combat power, I don't know much about war."

The butler knew that the great swordsman in front of him was not only strong, but also had extremely strong war ability.

In the outside world, except for the title of Thunder Swordsman, some kings would call him the "War Lord". Wherever the iron hooves pass, no grass will grow!

"no problem."

After encountering three patrol teams, Vill finally entered the area of ​​‘Mary Joa’.

The Holy Land Marychoa has a large complex of buildings, castles, and all of them are round and steep.

The breeze blew, and the entire holy land was misty. These were clouds floating in the sky, formed after being blown away by the strong wind.

The shorter castles are covered by clouds, but at the highest point, there is an extremely tall castle standing in the center of the complex, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Did you see the castle at the highest point? That's our castle, and that's the benefit of being the main builder of the Holy Land."

The butler is talking about us, which shows that the butler has already recognized Vier and regarded Vier as his own person.

"Yeah~? It seems very luxurious."

Of course, as the residence of the world's top aristocrats, how could it be not luxurious?

There are no buildings such as city walls around Mary Choa, only a circle of about three meters of metal railings, surrounding Mary Choa.

It is said that there were city walls when the holy land was built, but two hundred years later, the Tianlong people felt that the city wall was blocking the sun, so they demolished it.

This also shows an attitude that Mary Qiaoa does not need protection at all, how arrogant she is.

The morning sun shines away some of the clouds floating in Mary Gea, and the visibility is greatly improved.

Walking inside the Marychoa complex, Vill felt that there was at least one town, or even larger.

This not only made him think that the number of Tianlong people might be more than he imagined.

But strangely, walking on the spotless street of Mary Choa, Vir did not see any Divine Dragons except seeing some servants in black.

"Well, don't be surprised. Before ten o'clock in the morning, there are few celestial dragons here."

Weir suddenly realized that with the lifestyle of the Tianlong people, he should be sleeping until he wakes up naturally.

"It's a pity, I still want to see how arrogant the Tianlong people are."

One thing Weir was very curious about was whether the Celestial Dragons would come to provoke him.

Everyone knows that if they dare to attack the Tianlong people, they will be chased by the Navy general.

But unfortunately, a few days ago, Weir had just "single" the Navy headquarters. Not to mention the Navy General, even the Marshal of the Navy, he could cut the opponent down.

"When you see it, you will understand that some celestial dragons are far more cruel than you think."

The butler was a little frowning. Fortunately, it was morning and there were no Tianlong people. If the Tianlong people provoked Weir, the great swordsman next to him would definitely make the other party splatter blood.

This was a bit difficult. The butler opened and closed his mouth for a while, trying to say something to Weir, but he still didn't say it in the end.

"Don't worry, those Tianlong people don't come to provoke me, I won't pay attention to them."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a scream came.

"You are waiting for someone to break my beloved collection. Today I will peel you."

A angrily scolding came not far away, and the steps of Weir and the butler stopped.

A fat man wearing a white robe and a 'banana' head-shaped man was whipping a shirtless and strong man.

On the back of the strong man, there was a dark red slave mark, which was the hoof of the dragon.

"Ba, bha~."

The loud whip spread in the quiet Marychoa.

Although the strong slave was whipped, he lay motionless on the ground like a dead person.

The strong man was an experienced slave. He knew that the more he screamed, the more motivated the Tianlong man who beat him would be.

This is true. The long-term indulgence and unhealthy living conditions made the elderly Tianlong man very poor in physical strength. He stopped his hands after whipping for less than a minute.

"Bastard, underestimator, trash."

The old Tianlong man kicked the slave a few times and then sat in the seat next to him panting.

A servant in black immediately handed over a drink, with a respectful expression.

The elderly Tianlong people were obviously dissatisfied after taking a sip of the unknown drink.

"That woman has been using it for too long. If you change it, the milk tastes much lighter."

What the elderly dinosaurs drink is obviously human milk.

"Yes, Lord Leopold St., I'm going to look for young women who have just given birth."

The elderly Tianlong man was obviously a little dissatisfied and threw the cup aside. The cup broke and the white *** spread out on the ground.

It was originally the "water of life" that nurtures new life, but it was drunk by an old man named Tianlong.

The dragon people no longer care whether they are ugly or not, they are just enjoying it simply.

Not to mention ***, there are other hobbies among the Dragons.

The elderly Tianlong man took out a piece of pink crystal in his arms and put it in his mouth to chew it. Then the elderly Tianlong man collapsed all over, leaned against the seat, and showed a ghostly smile on his face.

"Santhropology? It turns out that these celestial dragons still have this hobby."

The butler shook his head.

"It's not a drug, but a crystal stone specialty of the Red Clay Continent. It is not harmful to the human body, but it will cause hallucinations.

That crystal is called ‘Paradise Paradise’, and the small piece you just saw is about five million Baileys.”

Weir sneered. He knew hallucinogenic substances very well. Even if they are harmless to the human body, long-term use will definitely cause dependence, and the brain will overload when hallucinations occur.

If this happens for a long time, people will be slow to think, and even the most basic thinking will be ignored, which is the so-called doing things without thinking through the brain.

"It seems that the power of the Tianlong people is stronger than I thought, otherwise these guys would have been overthrown long ago."

Weir continued to move forward, and the butler glanced at the old man with a little disdain in his eyes.

Clouds and mists were shrouded in the sky, and Ville came to the tallest building. It was a long distance away. He saw Anita anxiously waiting at the door...
Chapter completed!