I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

Although I don't know how intelligent this is, the feeling of being understood by an intelligent system is not comfortable.

"Tsk."

Reluctantly retracting the blade, he stared at Su Mo deeply, and suddenly said, "You are the strongest among us. I have fully confirmed this point. Your strength and agility are beyond compare. It will be lower than me, and there is still a formal job after the transfer, before I successfully transfer, I am not your opponent."

"You are a frank man."

"I don't like to lie to myself."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Tigre again, "I still don't like your style of conduct. A so-called warrior is someone who will be placed on the edge of being cut at any time, and seeks the possibility of survival on the edge. .”

"I only need to sell him a flaw, and I have the opportunity to give him a backhand knife. As long as I can get a drop of blood, my actions have the meaning of war."

"But your choice made all my plans come to naught, red-haired ghost, you really are a guy who can't be supported by mud."

"We are partners, I can't just watch you get hurt."

"If the injury can be exchanged for information, it is a victory!"

"If someone is injured, the essence of war is meaningless!"

"The essence of something like war is the division of interests! Red-haired ghost!! You idiot who doesn't understand war at all."

"Even if it is a severed limb, as long as there is a one percent chance of victory, you should fight with your life. This is war, and this is a warrior!"

He turned to look at the elves, and said:

"This guy was called by you, I know, from now on, you don't follow me, and you don't like my foolish lord, calling other human beings to be barbarians, in fact, this barbarian also includes me Isn't it?"

"The elves can't learn my skills at all, but you lack bravery in nature, but dwarves and wingmen are more suitable to follow me. You like to call me a devil in private. I... Although I am not very I understand the meaning of the devil, but since you hate me, it’s better to say it directly, and doing some small tricks behind my back will make me hate you guys with long ears even more.”

Picking out his ears, watching the faces of the elves gradually turn livid, he said to himself: "I don't have the kind of twisting and twisting talent like Xin, so I can only classify you according to my own method. , long ears, I will give you the last advice, leave from me, it is best to leave this place as soon as possible with a blue-skinned lizard, or next time..."

He showed a very cruel smile, folded his arms, and his face was hidden in the darkness.

"I will take off your heads, not only you with long ears, but also those bastard officials in the desert. Their heads are worth cutting off."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Tigre again, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Red-haired ghost, after you go back, bring my foolish lord here, I know you can do it."

"I'm already very tired playing charades with the monks. Next, I'm going to do it my way."

ps: Update Chapter 1 first.

ps2: There should be three more chapters today. I went to chat with my grandma before. If the old man wants to chat, I must accompany him.

Chapter 171: Different Shidao, Different Awareness. (2/3)

Chapter 171: Different Shidao, Different Awareness.

"Aren't you planning to go back to the Islamic State?"

Looking at Feng Jiu, Su Mo suddenly asked a question, the warrior nodded slightly, and then replied bluntly: "I hate the atmosphere there, the monk is obviously a very scheming guy, but he always acts like a loving person." look."

"His kindness comes from the heart, I can feel it, but at the same time, his malice is also real, like two separate individuals. I hate trouble very much, and I hate being used as a pawn by troublesome guys."

"I only know how to fight. Since I was 14 years old, I only know how to cut people. On the battlefield, on the ridge, in the forest, on horseback, everything I have learned in my mind except how to cut people with a sword It's all war."

"The monk has been explaining the teachings to me, and he is so sloppy that people want to chop off his head. Speaking of which, the head of a pope should be very valuable."

He showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was really thinking about how to take the Pope's head.

"Do you want to cooperate with me?"

"can."

There was almost no pause, Toyohisa Shimadzu nodded, and then looked at him, "Following you, it should be more interesting, guys like Tigre are too upright, like a sour dojo bald man, Although I can’t mention disgust, I still feel awkward getting along with him.”

"You guys feel quite trustworthy."

"Letter? Nobunaga?"

"Exactly, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Lord Oda Nobunaga."

"Do I resemble him?"

"Well, especially the smiling expression is exactly the same as his."

Hmm... Nobunaga over there is an uncle who is almost 50 years old, right?

Su Mo's expression was instantly indifferent, and he even wanted to grab the fool in front of him and beat him up.

"People like you are more reassuring. Compared with the monks in the temple, I hope to cooperate with you."

"The guys with the long ears are really upset and kind. They're just using that big-breasted woman, my foolish lord."

"Instead of continuing to have a stalemate with them, it is easier to find an opportunity to break with them."

"So, I just took advantage of the trend and became the reason?"

Su Mo squinted his eyes. This guy's thinking is very direct, one is one, two is two. Even if this guy says he wants to kill you, he will tell you in advance that he will kill you.

This kind of guy is much easier to get along with than Mr. Tigre who claims to be a knight but plots against him behind his back.

"It doesn't matter if you give up your ranger?"

"The tactics of those elves don't suit me at all. To put it more bluntly, I don't like to use those guys who know magic."

"Dwarves, vampires, elves, winged people, these guys all use pre-dwelling magic, even the humans in the Theocracy use water and fire. To be honest, they all lack the courage to fight at close range. First-class bravery."

He patted the sword on his waist, and said directly, "Compared to magic, I trust the sword more, and I trust the severed head more than the black charred corpse."