Be A Lord Starting Today

"Go, let's go down."

Don Juan waved to the others, and then went down first.

The others followed closely behind Don Juan.

The Goshawk Heavy Armored Sniper Divine Archers stayed on the mountain wall. Each of them squatted on the mountain wall, bent their bows and set arrows, maintaining a posture ready to shoot at any time.

Tang Juan, Hu Zun and Hatch came down with the remaining 20 people.

"These people are wearing helmets that look defensive!"

When they approached, the piglins were startled and startled.

Although Tang Juan and the others were only about 20 people, but when they walked over, they were so powerful that the heavy armor pieces on their bodies rubbed against each other, making a sound of metal rubbing.

From head to toe, the whole body was wrapped in steel armor, which made the piglins unconsciously take a step back when they faced Don Juan and the others who came over.

"Why back off, there are so few of them."

Seeing this, Harrow couldn't help scolding angrily.

There are more than 200 people on my side, are you still afraid that they will fail?

Harrow forced himself to calm down a bit, then patted the dust off the gorgeous plate armor made of gold on his body, and went forward to face Don Juan.

Don Juan brought people closer, and with a glance of Black's ferocious eyes, he understood the piglin's situation clearly.

There are more than 200 pigmen in total, all of whom are basically wearing half-length ornate gold plate armor, and a dozen or so pigmen are wearing a small amount of full-body gold plate armor. 290

The weapons in his hands are also some iron swords, golden swords, golden axes and the like.

And because it is made of pure gold, it seems that the armor and weapons on their group of piglins are all golden and gorgeous.

It formed a very sharp contrast with the uniform Black and non-reflective Black armor on Don Juan's side.

Harrow glanced at the fluorite that lay above them in an area next to the Netherrock peak.

This just gives them a bright lighting.

Under the light of fluorite, Harrow felt that his full body armor was more gorgeous and conspicuous.

This obviously gratified Harrow's vanity.

Especially when facing this group of people of unknown races wearing black armor.

"Although their armor looks majestic, it's not very black. This color is too ugly."

Harrow faced (dacj) Don Juan, and once again dusted off the non-existent dust on the ornate gold shoulder armor.

"This gate of hell belongs to us."

Facing this group of piglins, Don Juan looked at Harrow in front of him and said directly.

"You say it's yours? Is there any evidence?"

Harrow had a sneer on his pig face, and said.

It is impossible for him to give up this gate of hell. If this gate of hell is reported to the clan king, he will definitely get a large sum of gold.

For the third time Harrow thought of the gold that didn't exist at the moment.

Piglin's love and obsession with gold is really extraordinary.

Knowing that the texture of gold is soft, it is not suitable for armor and weapons at all, but they still use gold to make armor and weapons, as if whoever owns a gold armor or weapon is superior to others.

In fact, among the group of pig spirits, this is really the case.

The person who has a lot of gold is the highest.

"but...."

As he said that, Harrow changed the subject, rolled his eyes, and said greedily, "If you can give me three hundred and fifty-eight gold ingots, then I can give you this gate of hell."

If the person in front of him could give him gold, maybe he would be in a good mood and give him the gate of hell.

Harrow was concerned with the gold, not the gates of hell itself.

For him, the dream of the piglin clan for the gates of hell does not exist for him.

"Three hundred and fifty-eight, doubt?"

The corners of Don Juan Black's mouth curled up under the iron mask, and he smiled.

"That's right."

Haro nodded impatiently.

There are 230 piglins here.

Harrow even made up his mind that he wanted 358 gold ingots, and allocated 230 of them, and gave one to his piglins, so as to stop them from talking nonsense.

Then the one hundred and twenty-eight gold ingots that were born were exactly two groups, a huge sum of money, a huge sum of money.

Harrow's heart was already full of beauty.

"Three hundred and fifty-eight gold ingots, do you have any?"

Harrow asked again.

"Gold ingots, I have enough here, as many as I want."

As soon as Don Juan stretched out his hand, a gold ingot appeared in his hand, and the eyes of all the piglins around him lit up.

"Then give it to me quickly!"

Haro said impatiently.

"But why should I give it to you?"

"This gate of hell is originally mine, you want me to spend money to buy back my own things?

There was a cold light in Don Juan's eyes, and he spoke in a cold tone.

"Your hell gate, if you don't give me the gold ingot, then this hell gate is not yours! It's mine!"

Harrow was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became angry, damn it, how dare you play him!

He has already made a decision in his heart, it is impossible to return the gate of hell to the person in front of him.

The surrounding piglins also raised their iron swords, iron axes, and golden swords one by one.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing to talk about."

Don Juan waved his hand, Black's face was helpless under the iron mask.

"Yes, there's nothing to talk about, what do you want now?"

Haro sneered.

"What do I want?"

Don Juan raised his right hand at this time, and then swung it forward slightly.

"Kill them all."

Then, under the very incomprehensible gazes of the piglins, they turned and left, leaving behind this completely indifferent sentence.

Harrow and all the pigmen were taken aback.

Because Don Juan used human language, the piglins couldn't understand what it meant, and the tone of this sentence was too plain, so it was hard to guess its meaning.

Just when the pigs were stunned, the elite heavy armored guards of the Dark Moon Empire and the elite heavy armored warriors of the royal wolfhound immediately pulled out the horizontal knife and the straight-bladed one-handed battle ax from their waists at this moment!

"Cross-cross-cross-cross!"

In an instant, there were a lot of sounds of drawing knives and the sound of steel armor rubbing against each other!

Twenty people directly attacked the 230 piglins!

"They! They are going to attack us!"

"There are only twenty of them, how dare they!"

Harrow was startled and angry, but his reaction was still very fast, he immediately drew out the golden long sword around his waist, and then slashed towards the grinning Tiger Master!

"Wow!"

"Kaba!"

Under the shocked gazes of Harrow and the piglins, the golden sword was blocked by a Purple brilliance barrier in mid-air!

What shocked Harrow even more was that his golden sword was broken!

The texture of gold is soft, not hard, and it is not suitable for making weapons or armor at all!.