Chapter 227

“Loading. Would I be OK if I entered the war? ”

I returned to my camp and told Lyra to join me in the war, and Lara looked worried.

“Why? Are you not confident? ”

“It’s because I’m afraid to betray Rod’s expectations.”

I laughed small.

Daemon Rod and their strongest subordinates.

And the four thousand kings and their powerful words clash.

A kind of tournament.

Until the Needhogs suck up satisfactory death, they will repeat to beat and fight each other.

The plate was made, and I honestly did not expect me to win.

“If you feel like losing, you can declare a defeat. It is better to lose than to lose you. ”

“It can never be.”

But Lyra’s will seemed to be firm, contrary to the fear of betraying expectations.

“Did you say you didn’t have yourself?”

“It’s separate from this.”

What’s different?

“Will I order?”

“If I’m right, this war is the best chance for everyone to know Rod’s name. Many of the daemon roads will die, new powers will emerge, and the abyss will change. ”

That’s right.

Sichuan King and Daemon Road. Each other will suffer great damage.

It was the ideal composition, but my location here was also important.

But I’m just a weak daemon. Honestly, among the 71 Daemon Lords here, the overall strength rank is 70th?

Maybe 71 out of 71.

In reality, it means that it is difficult for me to stand out.

“This war is not everything. There is no need to overdo it. ”

It is enough to grow the plate. Based on this result, there will be many opportunities.

But Lyra’s idea seemed a little different.

“But I can never go dry unless I enter the name of Uriel.”

“······ Ignil is also cheering.”

Ignyl ran over and caught Lyra’s sleeves.

What to say, Ignil was like an oasis in a rugged desert. Clean water. I feel a bit relieved just by looking at it.

“I want to fight Ignil!”

“We will try to solve this problem by both of us.”

“Yes. I still have Igneill. ”

The opinions of me and Lyra were in agreement at the moment.

Well, I can’t, but I thought for a moment.

“Besides, there are some opponents to revenge.”

“Who should revenge?”

“Arandel. There was a man who professed to be a knight of the king. ”

“Are you talking about the guy I blown up?”

Lyra’s eyes turned cold enough to be appalling.

Would a woman have frost on a new wall if she had a han?

I turned my head with a cough.

One, two representatives stepped forward.

It seemed to have started.