Chapter 279

Agree so readily?

Ren was delighted, but before he could thank him, Marius continued, "However, I have two prerequisites that must be made clear to the lord."

really……

Ren thought it would not be so easy, he nodded and said, "Please tell me, Your Excellency the patriarch."

Marius still smelled of alcohol, just as the guard Dulan said, he spent the whole night in the temple, and obviously thought it through.

"The conditions in Astarte are difficult, but this is the hometown that our Macragges have defended for thousands of years. No matter how many times they have been invaded by the enemy, it has not fallen. , weakening the defensive force..."

Marius paused for a moment, looked up at the portrait, and continued: "I don't want to see the day when Astarte is lost, and the lord may not be able to bear the consequences caused by it."

He didn't say what the consequences were, but Ren was very clear.

This temple hides the loyal god Gilliman. Astartes is equivalent to his last kingdom. If it falls into the hands of the enemy, Gilliman may never have a chance to rise again.

Ren suddenly felt creepy.

After the fall of the gods, it is almost impossible to respond to the believers. Even the most devout fanatics, the fire of faith is extremely dim.

For example, Zoltan, the dwarf god of forging he believed in was completely silent, and the fire of faith made a slight smack, which would be extinguished at any time.

The faith of the Macragges was no better.

However, the eyes of the soul saw that Marius's flame of faith was quite blazing, much brighter than other Macragges, and more conspicuous than yesterday.

Gilliman can communicate directly with followers!

Marius spent the whole night in the temple, possibly conferring with him.

Ren felt his heart skip a beat. He was right under the eyes of a god. Even a seriously injured god could not move and pretended to be a god. one strike……

He hurriedly said loudly: "Yesterday, I told the patriarch that the affairs of Macragge are my affairs; Macragge's enemies are my enemies."

"Today I will repeat it again!"

"I, Ren Augustus, will never allow Astartes to fall. Any enemy who dares to invade Astartes, unless they step over my dead body, otherwise, no matter who it is, I must let They pay the price."

Ren looked swearing, not only for Marius to hear, but more importantly for Gilliman to hear.

He glanced at the statue out of the corner of his eye, and vaguely felt that the pressure on him had weakened.

Ren continued his efforts and stated his plan, "Your Excellency the patriarch, I am going to build a training base for the Augustus family on the plateau. There is a teleportation array in the base that goes directly to my castle. If the patriarch allows, I will The base can be chosen closer to the Astartes, so that the Ultramarines can go home at any time to help Astartes fight."

"The training base... the lord's ambition is not small." Marius raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

"It's not about ambition, it's just that the Augustus family needs strength to defend their territory." Ryan explained casually.

Marius smiled, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Ryan didn't bother him, thinking that he might be communicating secretly with Gilliman.

After a while, Marius said: "Okay!"

He looked at Ren, "Astarte is willing to form an alliance with Glamorgan. The lord can recruit Ultramarines in Astarte, but the Macragges can only serve the lord in the name of individuals. And, the lord My lord must promise that the Ultramarines will not be converted."

Ren immediately nodded in agreement, he never interfered with other people's beliefs.

Marius added: "As an ally, Glamorgan is obliged to participate in the battle in time to protect the safety of Astartes when Astartes is attacked."

"This is what it should be." Ren had this plan in the first place.

When the number of Ultramarines recruited is enough, find an opportunity to clean up the enemies near Astarte. This will not only relieve your worries, but also harvest souls to improve the strength of Ultramarines. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"The number of Marwerags is limited, and the lord cannot recruit too many people in a short period of time." Marius said this with curiosity in his eyes.

He is a legendary warrior who can only bear the interference of the voices of the five symbiotes.

But according to Sicarius, before Renn was promoted to legend, there were already thirty-one symbiotes. I really don't know how to do it?

Ren smiled and replied: "Don't worry, the patriarch, I am only going to recruit 29 Ultramarines at present, and gather 60 people to form five combat teams."

This is the upper limit he expected to bear the interference of his heart, no more.

Even so, Marius was still shocked: "Sixty symbiotes!"

He pondered for a while, this number can still be allocated for the entire tribe, and it will not hurt the bones, and according to Ren's plan, it is easy for the Ultramarines to come back.

"The alliance agreement, we will discuss and sign it in detail later, and swear and witness in the name of God." Marius said, "This is the first premise."

Ren put on a posture of listening attentively.

"The second request..." Marius narrowed his eyes and looked at Ren again, "The Macragges don't work for the weak, even though the lord has subdued many people, this rule cannot be broken. On behalf of the people of the clan, challenge the lord to 'Mak'Gora'."

"Maggora!"

Ren's face was stunned. Of course he knew what tradition Makgora was.

The two dueling parties cannot use spells, sneak attacks, or use overly powerful weapons and equipment, and only fight with the purest skills until one side falls or surrenders.

He originally thought that Marius would ask him to support Astartes with a batch of supplies every year, but he didn't expect it to be Maggora.

Ren hesitated.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Marius, but that it was pointless and superfluous.

Marius won, and he was still able to recruit the Ultramarines. Few Macragges could refuse such good conditions, and it did not affect the reputation of the Ultramarines.

If he wins, the prestige of Marius' patriarch will be damaged instead.

Ren looked at Marius and asked, "Your Majesty, is this really necessary?"

"have."

Marius replied indifferently: "For the lord, it may be dispensable, but it is very important to me. Only if you defeat me, or draw with me, are you eligible to bring me from Astartes?" Leave my clansmen, otherwise I will not be able to explain to my lord with just a paper agreement."

The legendary barbarian's expression was determined.

The color in his soul is also bright white, it can be seen that his mind has been made up and he has not wavered in the slightest.

Ren probably understood that this is the glory of a legend and the dignity of a warrior. Gilliman used to have the priesthood of glory, and Marius still obeyed it, and maybe he was still looking forward to regaining the priesthood of glory one day in the future.

After he thought about it, he replied seriously: "I accept your Makgora challenge."

Marius showed approval on his face.

If Ryan refuses to challenge because of fear, then the previous agreement will no longer exist, and he will do everything possible to prevent Rennes from recruiting.

"When?" Ren asked without hesitation, "I think the sooner the better."

He wanted a quick fix, to get things settled.

On the contrary, Marius was a little stunned, and nodded happily: "Then as you wish, just today, I will send someone to arrange."

Generally, it is enough for Makgora to pick a random place to fight.

But this time is different. The leaders of the two factions carry out Makgora, which will affect future cooperation. They should not be too hasty, and there is a formal traditional process.

Half an hour later, the news that Ren and Marius were going to perform Makgora spread throughout Astartes, causing a huge commotion.

The location of the duel was chosen in an open field outside the city of Astartes.

The patriarch's guards used the blood of wild beasts to draw a large circle with a diameter of 200 steps on the ground, and if they fell outside the circle, they would be considered defeated.

Twenty animal skin drums were placed outside the circle, played by strong barbarians one by one.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At noon, the drums of war shook the sky, and the passionate rhythm resounded through the sky.

All the Macragges went out of their homes. They climbed the city walls, sentry towers, or the roofs of their own houses, and stood on high places, overlooking the duel site outside the city of Astartes.

The sound of the drums shook the sky, making the atmosphere extremely solemn.

People couldn't help whispering, full of anticipation for this Makgora.

The vast majority of Macragge believed the Chief would win.

Marius is a rare and powerful warrior in the history of the tribe. He has just passed the age of sixty and is about to be promoted to the middle rank of legend. The lifespan of the Macragge is one hundred and fifty years old, and the patriarch is still very young. He will definitely become a legendary high-ranking warrior in the future.

In their eyes, the patriarch is a symbol of invincibility.

In addition to his personal strength, Marius is better at leading battles.

Over the years, the enemy's attacks on Astartes have become more and more ferocious, and the number of enemies has also increased. Under the leadership of Marius, although it was very difficult, he repelled the enemies at the smallest cost every time.

Looking at the patriarchs of all dynasties, there is no one better than Marius. Many Macragges believe that Marius will revive the tribe.

Even some Ultramarines are not optimistic about Rennes.

They knew that Renn was very strong, more powerful than ordinary legends, but spells could not be used in Makgora, and the boss should not be the opponent of the patriarch.

Only the thirteen Ultramarines who participated in the Wezeland battle with Ren have enough confidence in Ren.

When the sun climbed to the highest point, Marius walked out of his residence on the fourth floor.

He has a resolute face, short black hair standing up like needles, a leather skirt wrapped around his waist, bare feet, showing his upper body, the strength contained in his huge and strong muscles seems to be bursting out, his arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, his whole body Man is as strong and majestic as a wall.

Holding a two-handed giant sword, Marius rushed a few steps to speed up his run-up, and soared into the air with a bang.

boom!

With the sound of war drums, Marius jumped directly into the sky from the fourth floor of the Astartes, and then landed heavily, smashing a big hole outside the duel circle.

"Marius!"

"Marius!"

"Marius..."

The barbarians cheered excitedly, cheering for their patriarch. Together with the passionate drums, they created a blood-boiling power.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, a random door opened in the open space outside the city.

Ren walked out of the portal and appeared in the sight of the Macragges.

This way of appearing on the stage was undoubtedly far less powerful than Marius, at least it was not so ostentatious, and it did not meet the expectations of the people of Marilage. It immediately caused a burst of boos, and some even booed.

Marius looked at Ren and found that he hadn't made any preparations, and he was dressed in the same attire as before in the temple.

He was about to remind Makgora of the rules, but Ren himself started to take off his equipment.