Chapter 945: Not surrendering? Nilka, be the hostage yourself!
"This is impossible!"
Titlan retorted intuitively. The priestess leaned forward, her hair narrowed into two vertical lines, her hair flying. The tips of her hair were inextricably linked, phosphorescence shone, and hissed:
"My god will never come forward to make a covenant with mortals! The most we can do is guarantee that if you prepare that vaccine, we will release you! If you ask my god to come forward and guarantee it, you are blaspheming!"
Gretel raised his eyebrows. Blasphemy, what kind of god are you blaspheming? You, the hawk god and snake god, are at best demigods, and it’s not like you have never killed a teacher before! Do you wake up when you talk about blasphemy in front of me?
Before he could refute, Mr. Trocca had already jumped up. The black cat was seriously injured and still could not change its shape freely. However, it spread its front paws and scratched the ground in front of it horizontally and vertically, like a checkerboard.
:
"Meow! No! Meow! The master is fine with you. He didn't beat anyone, kill anyone, or steal anything. Meow! He just stood on the roadside and took a look. You have to arrest him, meow!"
If you don’t let me go now, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow!”
Gretel had to jump forward and hug it desperately to prevent Mr. Trocca from scratching the priestess' face. Calm down! Calm down! Look at those snakes on the ends of her hair. Don't bite you and poison you to death!
Mr. Trocca was not the only one who was excited. Cerela had already shouted angrily in the psychic connection:
"Why! Why can we just keep Lin En safe? Let them let him go! Let him go! You help them create vaccines and help them resist the plague. Do you owe them something? Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
In the spiritual connection, it doesn't matter how high or low the voice is, the emotional impact is extremely strong. Grete's head is about to explode from her noise:
"Cerilla! Quiet! Linn is still in their hands! If you don't have the strength to go directly to Eagle City, kill them and save people directly, you have to cooperate with them for the time being! Otherwise, the Glorious Holy See and the Epidemic will really suffer.
If the girl comes to kill, Linn is also in danger!"
The Plague Girl can drive more than one infectious disease! As for the Glorious Holy See, if they see the Necromancer, can they let it go?
Serira was still angry. She understood the truth, and she really couldn't do the thing of "let them kill Lin En, we'll take revenge later". She couldn't even kill him in the Eagle City.
Of those Golden Eagle warriors, she could easily defeat one, but it would be a bit troublesome to defeat two of them. If all twelve of them were attacked together, Cerira estimated that at most they would be able to escape intact.
And what about the Eagle God who bestows power on these Golden Eagle warriors?
What about the snake god who is almost as powerful as the eagle god?
It is estimated that, together with Gretel and the other two people, and most importantly, Gretel's ancient vine bird and lightning cat, at most, he can escape...
"It doesn't matter if you can't beat me!" She huffed angrily and continued shouting through the spiritual connection:
"I'll go back and call my parents! Or, if you don't want to, write a letter to your teacher! Or call His Excellency the Immortal! If he refuses to come, there must be someone from Black Crow Swamp who is willing to come! I'll deliver the letter for you!
I will deliver the letter and I guarantee it will be delivered within half a month!!"
Grete pondered for a moment. Indeed, such a big plague girl is here, and there is an indigenous base to help. I guess the plague branch will be willing to come to a group of people...
If a few 18th and 19th level bosses come over, they can take down the diseased girl!
But water far away does not save fire that is near. When they came here before, the reason why they had to float on a boat for a month and a half was because there were too many unknown dangers, powerful aerial monsters, powerful sea beasts, and all kinds of abnormal celestial phenomena in the sky.
can cause harm to people.
Unless he was a legend, if he wanted to fly across the ocean safely and without any damage, he basically had to rely on luck. He felt uneasy about letting Serila go.
Alas, it would be better to intimidate once. Gretel thought this way and replied in the spiritual connection:
"Serila, shout these words out to scare them. Just scare them! Don't tell your parents! After scaring them, I'll talk about it again!"
"Okay!" Cerela jumped up. With one hand on her hips and one finger pointing at the tip of Titlan's nose, she sprayed like a cannon. After spraying, she waved her hand bitterly:
"Gretel, release the ancient vine bird! Let's go!"
With two brushing sounds, Valensimo and Bernard stood up at the same time and stood behind her. With their backpacks on their shoulders and weapons in their hands, the ancient vine bird unfolded on the spot and turned into a big bird as tall as a person. Several people rushed in one after another.
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Grete walked at the end. He stood under the bird's wing, only one step away from stepping into the bird's belly hatch, and turned around with a stern face:
"Go! Go back and call someone! Listen, we already know that Lin En is here with you, and we also know that he is safe now. If you dare to let him get hurt even a little bit, I will invite the God of Thunder, the God of Death and the servants of the gods to come over and lift your eagle
country!"
"Wait a minute!" The priestess was sweating on her forehead, secretly hating herself for being so quick-tongued that she had to retort to everything. Whether it was a guarantee in the name of the country or a guarantee in the name of God, it wasn't Tratoani and Chihuakotto.
Final decision?
You are just a messenger, so why should you bargain with him if you just pass it on as it is?
"You must not do this! Mr. Lin En, he must be really injured and cannot move! You also know who is arresting people and imprisoning them. I will send your request back now! Please wait!"
She spoke faster and stopped, and hurriedly raised her hand, about to pull out a hair and start praying. This trip is really fatal, I'll pay for it...
Each of the snake hairs used to convey messages quickly over long distances is condensed by the female snake's prayers day and night. One less hair is used. Just like on her head, if one more hair is pulled out, only one hair is left.
Less than 10 sticks left!
"Wait!" Grete stretched out his hand to stop him. His face was as heavy as water, and he slowly stood up, staring down at the female snake:
"Since Lin En cannot be transported for the time being, I need to have enough people by my side as hostages! One female snake, two golden eagle warriors, at least this number, no more! If Lin En does not come back safely,
Don’t even think about going back with these hostages!”
Following his words, Serila jumped out of the bird's belly, took off her long bow, and took a step forward to the left; a silver-white kitten quietly jumped off the ground, took two steps forward to the right. Sitting on the ground, he raised his hand
He lifted his right front paw, squinted his eyes and licked it twice.
Titlan's expression suddenly changed. Just these three people, including her and the two Golden Eagle Warriors, if they want to keep them all, they can definitely do it!
She came here to spread the word, who did she offend? That girl Nilka hides people secretly, why should she be the one who pays the price?
Gretel looked down at her face and said slowly:
"Of course, this person doesn't have to be you. If possible, I hope that those who are directly responsible for Lin En's affairs can come over and serve as hostages."
Titlan lowered his head slightly, his face changing several times. Finally, he raised his face meekly and smiled slightly:
"Wait a moment. I will send your request back."
She pulled out the snake's hair, prayed, and spurted blood. The news came back again, and fierce debate broke out in the Snake God Temple again.
"What do we have to believe in what he says?! He said he would invite the God of Thunder and the God of Death to come over. How can he really invite them?"
"But he is indeed the youngest son of the God of Thunder. Titland and the two Golden Eagle warriors saw it with their own eyes that day, and the lightning elf was not a fake." Another female snake said slowly:
"The key question now is, what use is that Necromancer to us? Is it better to keep him in our hands, or send him away in exchange for the [Plague Lord] to help us fight the plague?"
"But send him away. What if the Lord of the Plague leaves directly?" Next to Nilka, another female snake argued softly. She was taken care of the most by Nilka, and could even be said to be dependent on her.
For her, I can't help but speak for her at this time:
"Even if he still wants to stay now, what if that Lynn said something to make him no longer want to help us?"
"Then I have to ask you, sister Nilka, what you did to that necromancer before." The female snake who spoke earlier laughed softly and continued to talk to her softly:
"She locked up the person, and it was she who visited every now and then, or she hid it so that no one would see it. It was her suggestion to delete the person from the list and not send him away..."
"Is my proposal unreasonable?" Nirka frowned: "If we don't hold him captive, what will happen if the plague lord escapes? You will be responsible for resisting the plague girl?"
"Sister Nilka's suggestion certainly makes sense." The female snake sitting opposite her continued to chuckle:
"Then now, the other party is leaving. We either hand over people or hand over hostages. If you don't want to hand over people, sister Nilka, you can take care of the hostage yourself!"
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