Chapter 307

-Parua Corps commander, followed by Setia Corps commander.

-Not one survived.

-A green horse and a dragon’s roar touch no life left.

Rumors accelerated. It spread and spread and it was not able to restrain.

And the rumor of the unknown being unknown was the fear itself.

The horror to eat a little bit into the spirit!

The battlefields, where soldiers knew they had the upper hand as they continued to die, were again beginning to lean backwards.

Eventually, Andalton Brusiel made a decision. To retreat. If you continue the consumption war as it is judged that there is no benefit. Since

, rumors of green horses have taken root throughout the abyss.

It was a speed of propagation that somebody had planned and scattered rumors as intended.

And ······ At some point, green horses began to be sold under the name of “Target Society”.

The ultimate weapon for reversing the battlefield of the Lion King.

-A person with a green horse wins the battlefield.

-There is no weapon of mass destruction better than this.

All the renowned demons sought to dissect the green horses, but the kinds of techniques themselves were often different and gave up.

In the end, the weapons were gradually put into various battlefields, proving that only the absolute rulers can make and sell green horses.

And the battlefield where the green horses were put in, sounded a succession of triumphs and entered the ears of theirs.

Daemon Lord.

To those seeking a true devil king.

”47. Last Auction (6)” End

ⓒ After

”47. Last Auction (7)”

Battlefield. The smell of blood was always a place for Lyra.

It was comfortable, comfortable, and you didn’t have to think about it here.

‘Do you get stronger …’

Lara looked down at both hands.

green horse. The object, which was modified by combining the ‘tank’ with magic, was more suitable for Mercury than attack. For its sale, she was on the battlefield and reporting performance.

Rumor has been a bit of a swindling, a weapon for a one-stop game, and a number of inquiries about the weapon that raises the victories, and sales have increased.

Smooth. Like a script.

But it always was. Uriel Diablo, Oh Sung.

His involvement has always produced amazing results.

Rather, she was paying attention to her own changes.

Originally, the battlefield and the smell of blood had to give her a comfortable feeling. But today is why. Nausea. The whole system had a rejection reaction.

She stroked her belly slowly.

What’s changed is what’s inside.

Seeds of life for the first time. Mysterious heterogeneity ······

When I first encountered it was embarrassing. I never imagined myself going through this.

And he would have a huge impact on himself.

‘The wind is refreshing.’

‘I want to eat sweet things.’

It was a change. Extreme, incredible.

Her shoulders were always heavy. I have never rested. There was never a day when I thought that I wanted to eat something sweet from the food that was good, the wind was refreshing, or just the mouth.

As I saw what I missed and felt deeper, my view of the world changed.

All by this small seed.

Not just internal change.

Strength was also strong. Horsepower increased. The day was slender and tough.

This seed gave only what was good for him.

‘What is he doing?’

Just. Thoughts that pass naturally like leaves blowing in the wind.

When did you wake up today? What did rice eat? Did you eat? Since there is no one to dress up, I think I’m hungry. I hope not. Shouldn’t we run and take care now?

Surprisingly childish taste without eating meat without spices. A person with delicacy who does not step on flowers in the field. A sensitive person who can’t sleep when the surroundings are noisy. It is a well-to-do person.

Sometimes when people fall into thoughts, who looks sad. Someone who always wears melancholy. Someone refuses to come but loneliness burns well.

Who does not give up. A person who always runs ahead.

A clumsy person lying. When you look at yourself always sad eyes.

Those who like to grab weight, people, people ······.

“I’m in vain, in vain, and in my bones.”

“I’m not a combat rich! Why am I selling green horses? ”

“What, what? Did you call me? ”

Realm battle between giant Lizardmen colony and swarm of toxin spiders. A bunch of Lizardmen wanted to buy a green horse, and Lira and Gurmandie were helping the war with him.

The war in which the green horse participates must win. Gurmandie, who was in the middle of the battle and chopped off the last spider’s head, suddenly asked Lyra as he approached.

Lara said casually.

“What do humans like?”

“Do you mean humans?”

“I heard you are studying together.”

“Well, what are you doing to know what they like?”

“Can’t you know?”

“Nothing is wrong…”

Gurmandi shook his head.

Lyra is interested in humans?

She is the second real name after Uriel Diablo.

It is known that her passion is colder and colder than all the snows of the world. The only thing she laughs is in front of Uriel Diablo.

By the way, what is it?

The atmosphere has changed.

More soft and beautiful. Even the rich man felt that way.

“Is it a human favorite? They love anything. Ah! Coffee. I used to drink coffee the most. ”

“Coffee…”

“Yes. It’s rich, so I don’t know what it tastes like, but it’s a favorite drink that humans drink the most. I fed it to my assistant and told me it tastes ugly. ”

“How do you make it?”

“I grind coffee beans and drink them myself. I tried to cultivate it, but it didn’t grow on Abyss lands. ”

Gurmandi. The spirit of trying to do anything lived high.

La nodded.

Let’s make coffee.