As soon as the topic of wine was brought up, the Emperor, Fulgen, and Clarkson began to talk. Recalling the days of the great expedition ten thousand years ago, the Emperor's face was heavy, Fulgen's face was bitter, and Clarkson's face was gloomy.
"Everyone likes wine." After a moment of silence, Fulgen tasted the dinosaur jerky, raisins, and nuts that the lizardmen had brought up. His voice was full of bitterness. "Father, do you remember? I once shared a glass of wine with Horus. He likes wine, I like it, and Ferus, he likes strong wine. "
"Khan, St. Giles, Magnus, there is no one among us who doesn't like wine." Clarkson's tone was a little gloomy. "Khan likes horse milk, St. Giles likes bitter and mellow red wine, and as for Magnus, he and Ahriman have used their psionic power many times to search for the recipe of wine."
"Everyone likes wine, but only that idiot Rimanrus and that madman Angren are not suited to drinking wine." The Emperor nodded. He looked at the contents of the glass. The Lord of Humans' thoughts went back ten thousand years. "That idiot Rus only knows how to swallow and drink. He and his wolf cubs don't care if it's first-rate wine or horse piss, as long as it's enough."
"That's why I never take out my collection to drink with Rus. I only let him drink inferior ale and the Fenris blood wine that he brought himself." As if remembering Rus' appearance when he drank too much and rushed onto the battlefield to cut down people, Fulgen smiled. "No matter how good the wine is, Rus will always bite out the cork with his teeth, then drink it in one gulp and blow it clean. How stupid."
"As for Angren, we don't want him to touch wine. He's usually crazy, and who knows what will happen after he drinks." Clarkson added, "I don't want to go one-on-one with him."
"Apart from Angren, Petrabo also likes wine." The Emperor nodded. "Whenever Petrabo is assigned to conquer the strongest fortress and carry out his most precise and proud design, he will drink wine and vent his dissatisfaction while drinking."
Forgen agreed. "That's probably the only time Petrabo is unhappy, and that's when he's drinking."
"But if we're talking about who has the most wine collection, it's without a doubt Killiman and Zhuang Sen." Clarkson nodded. "I once had the honor of going to Makulag and drinking with Kirriman. It was in that dull, rigid reception room in his palace that was piled up with gold. Unlike Forgen's flagship, which was a fist soaked in perfume, Kirriman's palace was a piece of leather inlaid with gold. The former was too gaudy, while the latter was too vulgar."
"You have such a deep memory of everyone, Clarkson. I'm glad to hear you say that about me." Fu Gen answered without hesitation, "It's better than your black and white residence with a bunch of strange statues. It's basically a prison, and you live in the biggest cell."
"Heh ~ yeah, we're all like that. Proud, complacent, and extremely confident." Clarkson's pale face flashed with deep mockery. "This personality made you fall, and it also made me make a big mistake."
Although the raven guard gene prototype said that, he felt very comfortable in his heart.
His brothers returned one by one, and he no longer felt lonely.
"Enough. Let's go back to the wine." The Emperor immediately realized that his sons were going to start arguing again. The human leader wisely stopped the momentum. "No one has the same tastes."
"Killiman's cellar wine is called Felinas. The wine is mellow and full. It has a certain sweetness. It is very comfortable in the mouth." Clarkson naturally listened to the Emperor's orders. It was as if he hadn't said those words. "As for Zhuang Sen, no one knows where he hid his treasures in Caliban, but there is no doubt that Zhuang Sen has a private wine cellar in the deepest part of Caliban. It is filled with whiskey, gold wine, and beer. Oh, and there is a cow."
"A cow?" Fu Gen asked strangely. "Why is there a cow?"
"Last time, at Laing's wedding, Zhuang Sen took it from Angran." "Zhuang Sen didn't know what to do with the cow, so he handed it over to Azriel, the Great Teacher of the Dark Angels, and asked him to take care of it. As a result, Azriel ordered the core circle of the Dark Angels to gather for a meeting and classified the fact that the Dark Angels had a cow as top secret. Apart from the inner circle members, no one knew where the cow was, where it came from, and what it looked like. All information related to the cow was secretly destroyed. All the warriors who saw the cow that day were forced to swear not to reveal any information about the cow. This was what Zhuang Sen told me."
After hearing this, Fu Gen almost spat out the red wine in his mouth. He shook his head, speechless. After forcing himself to swallow the red wine, the Emperor's son gene prototype said, "So, are we going to kill them all? Everyone who has seen the cow or heard about it will be captured and interrogated by Caliban. They will be made to repent and eventually become loyal? "
"If I am not mistaken, yes," Clarkson agreed. "Zhuang Sen always deals with problems like this, doesn't he?"
"OK, let's talk about wine." In Forgen's opinion, Zhuang Sen's way of doing things was too inflexible and boring. There were many perfect ways to solve the problem of a cow, but Zhuang Sen had always only used two ways to solve all problems. Forgen did not want to criticize Zhuang Sen's style, so he could only change the topic. "Father, if we talk about understanding and love of wine, there is no doubt that it is your closest friend, Prime Minister Macado of the Empire. I heard that his storeroom has collected countless rare wines since the beginning of human history. His collection is even more impressive than yours."
"Yes, Macado's collection covers the entire history of human beings. Many of his collections can be traced back to ancient Terra, vineyards, and wineries. His collection is not as simple as just drinks. It is the reappearance of human civilization." The Emperor raised his wine glass. He gently tasted the best wine of the old world, Lysarius. "Macado's collection still exists. His collection is placed in a stasis force field. These fine wines carry countless memories."
"It is said that only Donne often has the chance to drink with Macado." Fu Gen was very interested in this. "I hope I can have a chance to taste Macado's collection."
"Macado's collection belongs to Laing," the Emperor coldly said. "They are all Laing's possessions."
Fu Gen was speechless.
Clarkson was speechless.
"So, when are we going to capture Mortarion and Petrabo? I can't wait. " Clarkson asked after a short silence. "Why are they not willing to return to the Empire even though they know that you have gathered all the original bodies and have a way to purify them?"
"Angren has returned, but look at his current state." Fu Gen gently brushed his soft silver hair with his fingers. "He is like an old farmer. He has long been disappointed in everything, including the Empire and Chaos. Mortarion and Petrabo are the same. If we can't perfectly solve the problem of Petrabo and Mortarion, it is better to wait for the right time and find a way to solve the problem. Otherwise, even if they are purified, they will not be willing to serve Father's Empire."
"Let's not talk about Angren. As for Mortarion and Petrabo … the price is too high." The Emperor opened his mouth. His eyes were like lightning as he looked into the distance. "Before I come up with a detailed plan, I have no plans for the time being."
"What about Donne?"
"Can't find him."
"Alright."
… I am the dividing line of loyalty …
The next day, the Emperor and Clarkson left, leaving only Fu Gen.
A part of the Ash Army, about 10,000 people, had been teleported directly to Itaza by Mazda Moody's teleportation spell. Here, the lizardmen would protect Itaza at all costs until the knight Kroc was completely resurrected.
The decaying corpse in the ancient sacred shield was gradually exuding vitality. On the streets of Itaza, an ancient echo was echoing. It was the soul whisper of the knight Kroc. Under the Emperor's call, the soul of the knight Kroc was gradually returning to his body.
Fu Gen put on his purple full-body armor and hung the golden power sword Glory on his waist. He combed his long silver hair and tied the purple gold cloak. Then, he came out of the room that the lizardmen had arranged for him.
The Emperor's son's geno prototype was quickly shocked by the scene in front of him.
The whole city now had the largest lizardman army in history. Tens of thousands of lizardmen and the spirit lizard army were preparing for battle. Ancient machines were being activated, and the tall ancient sacred pyramids shot beams of light into the sky.
The human army of the Ash Army gathered in the square. Although the human army was shocked by the existence of these ancient species in the rainforest and their once glorious civilization, none of the soldiers had the thought of retreating. This army had already been conquered by Fu Gen's personal charm. They were ready to fight for glory.
"Mister Fu Gen." The Luigi Chamber of Commerce's president, Hadrian, was not in a good mood. He came in front of Fu Gen and bowed. "Good morning."
"Good morning." Forgen was taller than Hadrian by half a body length. Hadrian's height only reached Forgen's chest. Seeing the merchant's appearance, Forgen responded with a smile, "Have you adapted to living here?"
"I am not used to it, especially when the people here give me food that contains many insects." Hadrian shook his head with a wry smile. The merchant was controlling his expression. The right amount of complaining could make people feel a sense of acceptance and empathy. Excessive complaining would only make people feel annoyed.
Hadrian knew that he had made friends with a very big and scary family. Just yesterday, that shining gold true god — yes, Hadrian firmly believed that the other party was a true god — had appeared. After that, he was even more sure of this idea.
This family was a god.
"I remember I told you to bring your own food." Fu Gen saw through Hadrian's little trick, but he was smart enough not to expose it. He just said the order he had given.
"Of course, according to your orders, we have brought our own food, but many human soldiers are willing to try the food of these ancient races. At least their raisins and fruits taste good," Hadrian said with a smile. "According to your instructions, Army Leader, we are willing to try new things. Trust me, trading with the ancient races in the rainforest will bring us unimaginable profits."
"That's good." Fu Gen nodded. He then noticed that his deputy Army Leader, Fernando Pilazzo, led the knights and great swordsmen of the Ash Army. At the same time, the Demon Toad Lord, Mazda Moody, also came.
Mazda Moody sat on the Golden Holy Throne, and the pedestal of the Golden Holy Throne was placed on the body of an ancient three-horned dragon. Obviously, the most powerful existence of the second generation of Demon Toads was also ready for battle. He looked at Fu Gen. "Young … Son of the ancient saint, follow me. Protect my teacher, Venerable Kroc. The military meeting is about to begin."
Following Mazda Moody was a strong Ferocious Cold Lizard. It let out a roar and quickly walked up to Fu Gen, bowing down on its own accord.
This was Fu Gen's mount.
Ten minutes later, a military meeting was held in the Great Pyramid of Itaza. The participants included the Demon Toad Lord Mazda Moody, the last guardian, Kouga, the Ancient Blood Warrior of the Lizardman who was in charge of the defense of Itaza, Tecza, and the remaining two second-generation Demon Toads.
The first generation Demon Toads created by the ancient saint had all died in battle, and there were only five second generation Demon Toads left. The most powerful Mazda Moody ruled the City of the Sun, Lord Huahua was in charge of the City of the Fog, and Lord Odo Teja was in charge of the City of the Moon. Other than that, the remaining two second generation Demon Toads were here.
"Teacher is recovering. When the time comes, his power will impact the magic wind of the entire world. The great defense network will not be able to hide the terrifying power of the venerable. We must be prepared for war." Mazda Moody's voice was hoarse and cryptic, and he spoke very slowly. Fortunately, there was a spirit lizard priest beside him to translate for Fu Gen.
"Our old enemy will definitely send a terrifying army to stop the recovery of Reverend Kroc," the other second generation Demon Toad whispered. He looked very old.
Fu Gen could not help but recall the emperor's words. In theory, the servants of the ancient saint would not age or die. Their lifespan was unlimited. The only reason why a Demon Toad would age was that its magic power and energy were in a state of overdraft for a long time.
So that's why. To maintain the "Great Guardian"?
Fu Gen's eyes flashed, but he still did not say a word.
"Other than our mortal enemy, there will definitely be an army coming to interfere with the resurrection of the venerable." Kouga opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The last guardian and war lord released his ferocity. "The Skaven Ratmen."
"The Skaven Ratmen have been expelled from Luscia!" the lizardman ancient blood warrior Teja roared.
"Obviously, they have returned." Mazda Moody let out a long breath. The breath he exhaled carried a strong wind of magic. "The stars show that more Skaven Ratmen have landed in Luscia."
"Itaza's army cannot stop the chaos demons and the Skaven Ratmen at the same time. We need reinforcements from the Fog City and the Moon City!" Kouga did a little calculation and knew that they were about to face a terrible war.
"The Fog City and the Moon City cannot send reinforcements," the second generation Demon Toad whispered. Another second-generation Magic Toad said in a low voice, "Lord Hua Hua must maintain the defense of the Fog City. That place has been threatened by the Skaven ratmen and many undead pirates. Lord Odo Teha's soul is still in the void. Only when his soul returns to his body can the army of Moon City be mobilized."
"Then what should we do?" The lizardman ancient blood warrior Teja was only angry. "No matter what, as long as my lord needs it, I can fight our mortal enemy to the death."
"We will set up defenses on the Starlight Bridge and face the alliance of the Skaven Ratmen and the chaos demons." Mazda Moody closed his eyes. After five minutes, he opened them again. "Whether we can hold on until the master fully recovers is the key to victory."
"This war concerns the survival of the world. If we fail, the darkness will completely erode this land."
"Now, let us fight to protect our master's legacy."
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