How to be a successful magic pet

The only person in this world who can say "only 500 people" so easily is Ye Chi who once dressed as an anti-king and dared to claim an army of 80 with a single call.Winchester had coiled the heads of the Panlong tribe, and the total was less than [-]; the elves had a little more, but even the half-elfs were only [-], and they didn't have the confidence to be only [-].

But good soldiers are more expensive than fine ones.Not to mention the mobile nuclear weapon of the Dragon Clan, which is enough to destroy a human city; the slender-looking elves can also cast spells and draw bows, and can lift a rhinoceros with one hand without effort, completely defeating weak humans.The elves, whose race numbers were despised, broke apart and explained to Ye Chi the truth that soldiers are more expensive than elites, from magicians to high-level swordsmen, and finally they talked about the monsters on this mountain: "Saint Peter There are not many monsters on Mount Lu, and there are less than a hundred of them that can transform into human forms. From this number, five hundred orc warriors are quite a lot."

The monsters on this mountain are all ordinary monsters below the ninth rank, and their ranks were only raised after practicing Ye Chi's skills.If those orcs were fighters above the tenth rank, or even the first rank of the Juggernaut, their combat power would probably surpass this group of monsters.Even if there was a team of elf warriors ambushing on the mountain, and he summoned the four elemental elf kings to cast spells together, he could only deal with one side of the enemy, and the rest might rush up the mountain in the chaos...

Winchester rubbed the little panda's belly, and replied leisurely: "And I, if there is no magician at the level of a saint, basically no one can resist dragon language magic. A few hundred orcs is not too many."

By the way, I forgot about this dragon just now... I really don't want to think about it.Silves lowered his head silently to look at Ye Chi, stroked his small head with his left hand, and stroked the wet nose and lips with his thumb.Fat King has indeed lost a bit of momentum after he became smaller. He is soft and tender like a king, but his round face and exquisite figure make people never get tired of it. Just by looking at it, you can forget all your troubles—— For example, the two dragon claws supporting his body.

The atmosphere between the three non-human beings became rare, and neither the dragon nor the elves mentioned the frustrating issue of war.Ye Chi squinted his eyes and enjoyed the service of rubbing his belly and pinching his face, making his throat gurgling from the comfort.Lying down like this is better than when you are tense, and your thinking has diverged a lot.He stroked the short hair on his chin with the tip of his claws, pulled out a goatee for himself, squinted his eyes with a characteristic of a magic stick, and said: "The mountain people have their own tricks, just wait and see."

There are only [-] orcs, and they can't do radio exercises enough to fill a small playground, yet they dare to attack his Fat King's cottage.If he didn't tie them all up as meat tickets, he wouldn't be considered a robber!

Ye Chi made up his mind, he slapped his thigh and threw the leftovers and dishes to the elf to clean up. He went to the mountain to pick a handful of ground bean pods rich in earth element, and after he cast a spell to ripen the beans, he began to peel the beans.He is now using the magic technique more and more flexibly, and he doesn't need to transform into a human form when he is working. With the tip of his claws lightly swipe on the pods, the plump and mature pods will automatically split open, and the beans will jump into the bowl in line.

Winchester took the initiative to go to the stove to light a fire, but was dragged back into the Beast God's cave by Ye Chi - the refining stove that was made to order along with the frying pan was placed in the deepest part of the cave, surrounded by mountains Bought various ores and magic materials.Yinlong looked at the cauldron stove that was ordered at a high price, and then at the ordinary ground beans with black and yellow patterns floating in his hand. He felt that cooking beans with this stove was an insult to the blacksmith's craftsmanship.

But Ye Chi likes it, so let him play.

Facing the familiar appearance of the little panda, Yinlong unconsciously developed an excessive pampering mentality, as if he had returned to the time when Ye Chi could only speak word by word and read on his knees.But now that I can become a human being, there are many more lovely places than when I can only hold it in my lap.His eyes turned on Ye Chi, the corners of his mouth turned up indistinctly, he lifted the lid of the cauldron and poured down the bowl of beans.

The dragon flames were blazing in the furnace, but the panda standing on the lid of the cauldron didn't seem to feel the heat at all. He held the sword in both hands and recited words. The beans in the tripod.

When the elf, who didn't catch up with the meal but had to wash the dishes, packed the table and came in, he saw the scene of singing and dancing on the cauldron, so he stopped in place and didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing this strange scene he had never seen before.It took him a long time to feel that the temperature in the cave was too high, and he reluctantly moved his eyes away from the little panda, and then he saw the bright white flame burning in the hearth below.

Heck, there might be a silvery dragon sitting with its back to him beside the giant circular oven.

What is that giant dragon doing, is it going to roast Fat King's pad?Although the elf didn't smell the aroma of barbecue, he still felt his feet hurt after thinking about it, so he walked over and reached out to hug Ye Chi.But Winchester stood up from the stove, blocked his hand silently, and said coldly: "Ye Chi is making weapons, don't disturb him."

Make weapons?Silvester stared at the panda in disbelief, could a weapon be made by walking around on the pot?The elves themselves are all weapons experts. Although they are not as good at building as the dwarves, they are also good at everything from daggers to bows and arrows. I have never heard that dancing can make weapons...

Winchester was still afraid that it would not be enough to shock him, so he sat down by the stove to control the fire, and added seemingly unintentionally: "He once did this for me, a trash can, the lid of which was exactly like his face, and it was covered with Gemstones and magic crystals, very cute. The rest of the material also made a sword for Evan Raoul, haven’t you seen it too?”

Silvester had already confirmed that Evan was not a threat to him, so he focused all his attention on the trash can, and Ye Chi couldn't help but think of Ye Chi's blushing cheeks when he mentioned that he had a bear trash can, with a bit of shyness look like.

He was also so shy when he was on the bed, his eyes were dark and shiny, his cheeks, ears and chest...all showed such a pink and attractive color.It's like the skin color revealed under the sparse hair on the red panda's belly, warmer and more amiable than the almost transparent snow-white skin color of the elves.

But now it is too small, why not return to the giant panda?Even if it becomes a human being... The elf looked away helplessly, and turned her attention to Winchester's words—the trash can, could it be the trash can made of the body of the God of Light that Panda King said?

The God of Light almost killed the main god who created the gods and this continent with his own hands, but the most important heart has now become the trash can of the last creation of the God of Creation. If his body in the sky knows, he will probably be so angry that he will die Did the wound jump out?The elf's gaze gradually took on complex meanings, and his eyes fell from Ye Chi to the huge refining furnace, as if he wanted to see through the furnace body made of fine iron and mithril, and see that another refining furnace had been smelting The sacred trash can that was used and encrusted with magic crystals.

When his divine power swept across the Three Realms, pressing forward step by step, devouring the divine power and godhead of the gods, did you ever think that you would have this day?The corners of Silvester's lips parted outwards, revealing a sneering smile, he took out the badge that was broken for Ye Chi's protection against the catastrophe, and shook his palms, leaning towards the little panda and said, "You promised to When will you repair this badge for me?"

He wanted to use this favor in a more interesting place, but he couldn't see Yinlong showing off in front of him, so he had Ye Chi fix the badge and use it as a token of love.

The elf sighed sadly, his brows and eyes drooped slightly in a pure and serene manner, the appearance alone was extremely deceiving.Although Ye Chi was still concentrating on refining the beans, when he occasionally caught sight of the elf, he was blinded by his melancholy face, thinking that he was sad because of that badge. Much gratitude and sympathy.

As soon as the batch of beans came out of the oven, Ye Chi took the badge into his hand, asked about the materials and functions, and compared them to find the materials looted these days from the interspatial ring.The elf himself also contributed a few pieces of high-grade magic crystals, fine gold, white gemstones and other materials, saying that he wanted to make this badge look better than the silver dragon's trash can.

"It's enough to make this badge as cute as you, and it doesn't matter in terms of function." Silvester looked gentle and sweet, looking at the round-headed little panda with good eyes, lightly touching his chin with his fingertips. Scratching lightly, I wish I could hang the little panda directly on my chest as a badge.

Winchester did it more openly, raised his hand to hold Ye Chi by the fur on the back of his neck, pulled him into his arms, curled up his knuckles and knocked on the top of the panda's head as a lesson: "You have been walking on the stove for a long time, You must rest immediately, how can you continue to repair the badge!"

Silves missed a move, so he had no choice but to follow up with the badge, and asked Ye Chi the use of those beans every now and then.

Master Ye practiced inscrutably for a long time, how could it be just ordinary crispy beans?

As soon as Winchester carried him outside the cave, Ye Chi flipped back and forth in the bowl a few times, picked up a bean with his thumb and meat pad with difficulty, and threw it into the air muttering—a small bean. The beans grow when they see the wind, and when they fall to the ground, they have turned into a tall man more than two meters tall, with a thick waist and a broad back, and a burly figure. He is wearing golden fish-scale armor, a copper helmet, and a spear.

After the armored soldiers landed, they no longer needed magical support. They patrolled back and forth outside the cave, and their movements were mighty and natural. Except that the facial features were not clear and three-dimensional, there was no breathing and heartbeat, and it was almost impossible to tell that they were not human.It is difficult for even the most advanced battle puppets to have such a delicate appearance and such smooth movements.

Silvester exclaimed in admiration: "As expected of a young god who has inherited the power of creation, it is amazing to be able to use a single bean to create a weapon with a humanoid shape. This armor and weapon are both beautiful and Special, where did you get this weapon knowledge?"

Winchester, on the other hand, knew Ye Chi's origins better. He looked at the man carefully for a while before he said, "This face has relatively flat features and a slightly darker complexion. It kind of resembles your human figure. Is it a warrior from your original world? The sheet-shaped iron armor is difficult to forge, only the dwarves can make it, and the round iron plate on the chest is also very unique; the shape of the weapon is not something that can be found in the Rippertier continent... You have also led humanoid creatures before. The army?"

Ye Chi stroked his chin, and replied a little proudly, "I just once led an army of millions to the city wall of the capital, and almost became the emperor."

"Millions of troops?" This time it was the turn of the two unfamiliar non-human beings.

Yinlong's handsome face is somewhat distorted. The word million is not used to measure the number of people in their clan. Even for the largest number of humans, million can only refer to the total population. No country can draw so many soldiers.For the first time, the elf clearly felt that Ye Chi did not belong to this continent. He shook his head to accept this terrible concept into his heart. Looking at this small, hairball-like body, he could see a bit of the domineering aura of a king.

He imagined Ye Chi wearing a black and white robe floating above the station, commanding a terrifying flood-like army to attack the huge city wall; killing the opponent's Dharma God and Dharma Saint with forbidden spells; , and finally completely knocked down the city wall, and captured the emperor who led the soldiers to fight... Although these have nothing to do with the peasant uprising led by Ye Chi, it does not prevent the elves from treating the soft ball of fur as a spirit of rebellion. The fighting heroes come to adore.

The elf's eyes became brighter and brighter, and just when Ye Chi thought he was going to tear himself apart, he finally opened his mouth with regret, "Why didn't you become emperor at that time, and how did you become emperor later?" What about those who went to the mainland of Rippertier?"

Isn't it because he didn't learn physics well and was struck by lightning... He really couldn't explain the reason, Ye Chi snorted coldly, turned his head and plunged into the silver dragon's arms, leaving only the elf with a fluffy round butt.

When Silvester's panda badge was refined, what was waiting for the army of five hundred orcs was not just a bowl of beans, but an entire army of beans from a basket.Those golden-armored warriors with almost no weight but a majestic and mighty appearance were showing off their power on the walls of all the camps. After seeing the believers at the foot of the mountain, they read the name of King Pang Da several times after returning, and their beliefs became more pious.

At this time, the poor Duke Wilson was also dragged by the army to the foot of St. Peter's Mountain.The young duke was in his adolescence when he needed sleep, and he didn’t have a good wife like the queen to take care of him. He slept every day when he got on the horse, and then slept after dismounting. He slept until the first camp at the foot of the mountain, where he was full of beastmen Shouts of shock and awe awoke.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw tall warriors covered in golden armor from head to toe, and tied with bright-coloured cloth. Each of them held a gleaming silver long-handled weapon in their hands, majestic and murderous.The Duke's drowsiness was immediately dispelled by the metal light, and he tightly grasped the hand of the deputy envoy Joseph who was also shocked, and asked helplessly: "What is my cousin asking me to do? Is it too late for us to escape now?" , wouldn’t be such a perverted X me… Which idiot brought the road here, shouldn’t he go to Charmain first!”

Earl Joseph looked at the young and handsome Duke with thick hair like a lion's mane, and compared his thin appearance and gray hair, he felt relieved, and patted Wilson's wrist to comfort him: "It doesn't matter Your Excellency the Duke, we are here to offer the sincerity and faith of His Majesty the Emperor, King Panda will definitely understand our kindness, and will not bestow you to those terrifying monsters!"

He calmly urged his horse to walk in the front, and shouted into the air: "We are the mission sent by His Majesty Alexander, and instead of His Majesty, you will meet King Panda, please—these holy apostles let us enter the mountain , offer our devotion to God Panda King!"

The magic soldiers patrolled the wall of the village on their own, the gate of the village was still closed, only the two monsters guarding the gate stared at them fiercely.The sky above seemed to be covered by dark clouds, the sunlight on the ground suddenly disappeared, and the clear sound of wind came from above. The orcs raised their heads, but what they saw was a huge silver dragon covering the sky, with its head hanging down. A black-and-white and intercolor bear-shaped beast as tall as a person jumped down from it.

The Duke stared closely at the chubby, two-legged panda, and said inwardly, "Fucking daddy": Is this the legendary fat king who loves masculinity?This is too cute, it is not a bear at all like the statue in the temple!

The panda on the opposite side was tricked even harder than him. Looking at Duke Wilson's half-frightened, half-accusing eyes and Joseph's respectful and nasty tone, I really wish they were here to fight.It was a waste of the beans he had been refining for several days, and he even designed such a majestic opening, riding a dragon to frighten the army of five hundred orcs, it turned out to be a waste of emotion!

In the future, no army of [-] will be accepted, and believers will go through the formalities in the temple below, hum!