Agree so readily?

Ryan was delighted, but before he could even thank him, Marius went on to say: "However, I have two prerequisites that must be clear to Lord Lord."

really....

Ryan thought that it would not be so easy, nodded and said: "Your patriarch, please say."

Marius still smelled of alcohol, as the guard Dulan said, he was in the temple all night, obviously after careful consideration.

"The conditions in Astarte are tough, but here is the hometown where we Makulag people have stood firm for thousands of years. No matter how many enemy incursions we have suffered, we have not been lost. If Lord Lord recruits the most elite fighters of the clan To weaken the defensive power..."

Mariuston took a moment, looked up at the statue, and continued: "I don't want to see the day when Astarte is lost. I am afraid that Lord Lord can't bear the consequences."

He didn't clearly say what the consequences were, but Renn knew it very well.

This temple hides the loyal **** Gilliman, and Astart is equivalent to his last kingdom of God. If it falls into the hands of the enemy, Giliman may no longer have a chance to rise.

Rennes suddenly felt terrified.

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

For example, Zoltan, the dwarf forging **** he believes in is completely silent, and the fire of faith has caused a trace of small signs to be extinguished at any time.

The belief of the Makurag people is not much better.

However, in the eyes of the soul, Marius's fire of faith was quite blazing, much brighter than other Makurag people, and more conspicuous than yesterday.

Gilman can communicate directly with believers!

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

Ren felt a panic, and he was under the eyes of a god. Even a badly wounded **** could not move and pretended to be a god. If he annoyed him, he would get up from the throne if he tried to fight for himself. one strike....

He hurriedly said loudly: "I told the patriarch yesterday that the matters of Makurag are mine; the enemies of Makurag are my enemies."

"I repeat it again today!"

"I, Ren Augustus, will never let Astarte fall. Any enemy who dares to invade Astarte, unless they step on my corpse, otherwise, no matter who it is, I must let They pay the price."

Rehn's swearing appearance was not only for Marius, but more importantly for Gilliman.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the statue of God, vaguely feeling that the pressure on him was weakened.

Rehn continued to work hard and said his plan, "Your Excellency Patriarch, I am going to build a training base for the Augustus family on the plateau. There is a teleportation array in the base to reach my castle. If the patriarch allows me, I The base can be selected closer to Astart, so that the extreme fighters can go home at any time and help Astart in the battle."

"Training base... Lord Lord's ambition is not small." Marius raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully.

"I can't talk about ambition, but the Augustus family needs strength to defend their territory." Rennes casually explained.

Marius smiled, thinking on his face.

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

After a while, Marius said: "Okay!"

He looked at Renne, "Astarte is willing to form an alliance with Glamorgan. Lord Lord can recruit extreme fighters in Astarte, but Makurag people can only be loyal to Lord Lord Lord in their own name. And Lord Lord The adults must make a guarantee that the extreme fighters must not change their beliefs."

Renn nodded immediately and agreed that he never interfered with the beliefs of others.

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

"It should be." Renn had this plan.

When the number of extreme fighters recruited is enough, find an opportunity to clean up the enemies near Astart, which can not only relieve the worries, but also harvest souls to enhance the strength of the extreme fighters, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"The number of Marvellagers is limited, Lord Lord can't recruit too many people in a short time." Marius said this, very curious in his eyes.

He is a legendary warrior, who can only endure the interference of the five symbiotics.

But I heard Sikaius said that Rennes had 31 symbiotes before he was promoted to Legend. I really don't know how to do it?

Reyn smiled and replied: "The patriarch can rest assured, I currently only plan to recruit twenty-nine extreme fighters, gather sixty people, and form five combat teams."

This is the upper limit he anticipated to withstand the interference of the heart, no more.

Despite this, Marius was still shocked: "Sixty symbiotics!"

He pondered for a few breaths. For the entire tribe, this number can still be transferred out, and it will not hurt the bones, and according to Renn's plan, it is easy for the extreme fighters to want to return.

"Association agreement, we will discuss the signing later, swear and witness in the name of God." Marius said, "This is the first premise."

Renn put on a listening gesture.

"The second requirement..." Marius narrowed his eyes and looked at Ren again. "Makulag don't work for the weak. Even if the lord has subdued many people, this rule cannot be broken, I On behalf of the people of the tribe, challenge the Lord Lord'Makgora'."

"Macgora!"

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

The two sides of the duel cannot use spells, sneak attacks, or use overly powerful weapons and equipment, and only fight with the purest skills until one side falls or concedes defeat.

He originally thought that Marius would ask himself to support Astarte with a batch of supplies each year, but he did not expect it to be Macgora.

Renn hesitated.

He was not afraid of Marius, but felt that it was meaningless and made no effort.

Marius won, and he can still recruit extreme fighters. With such good conditions, few Macurags can refuse, and it does not affect the reputation of the extreme fighters.

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

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

"Have."

Marius faintly replied: "For the lord, it may be dispensable, but it is very important to me. You can only be qualified to take from Astarte if you defeat or tie me. The people who go with me, otherwise I can’t tell my lord with just a paper agreement."

The look of the legendary barbarian was determined.

The color in his soul is also bright white, which shows that his mind has been decided without the slightest wave of wavering.

Ryan probably understood that this is the glory of a legend and the dignity of a fighter. Gilliman once had the glorious priesthood, Marius still followed, and maybe he is still looking forward to one day in the future to regain the glorious position.

After he figured it out, he sternly replied: "I accept your Makgora challenge."

Marius was applauded.

If Renn refuses to challenge because of fear, then the agreement discussed before will no longer exist, and he will do his best to prevent Renn's recruitment.

"When?" Rehn asked without procrastination, "I think the sooner the better."

He wanted to make a quick decision and settle things down.

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

Generally, Macgora just picks a place to start the fight.

However, this time is different. The leaders of the two forces carry out Makgora, which will affect future cooperation. They should not be too sloppy and have a formal traditional process.

Half an hour later, the news that Ren and Marius were going to make Macgola spread all over Astarte, causing a huge sensation.

The location of the duel was chosen in the open space outside Astarte.

The guard of the patriarch used the blood of wild beasts to draw a large circle with a diameter of two hundred steps on the ground, and it was considered defeated if it fell outside the circle.

The icosahedral drum was placed outside the circle, and it was sounded by strong savages.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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

All the Makurag people walked out of their homes. They climbed up the city wall, the guard tower, or the roof of their home, and stood on high ground, looking down at the duel site outside Astarte.

The sound of drums made the atmosphere extremely solemn.

People can't help whispering, looking forward to this time Macgora.

The vast majority of Makurag people believe that the patriarch can win.

Marius is a rare and powerful warrior in the history of the tribe. He will be promoted to the middle rank of the legend just after 60 years old. The lifespan of the Makurag is 150 years old, and the patriarch is still very young, and he will surely become a legendary high-ranking fighter in the future.

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

In addition to personal strength, Marius is better at commanding combat.

In recent years, the enemy's attacks on Astarte have been fierce, and the number of enemies has increased. Under Marius's leadership, despite the difficulties, they have repelled the enemy at the least cost each time.

Looking at the patriarchs of the previous generations, there is no better one than Marius. Many Makurag people believe that Marius will revive the tribe.

Even some extreme fighters are not optimistic about Rennes.

They know that Ren is very strong, more powerful than the average legend, but can not use spells in Mak'gora, the boss should not be the opponent of the patriarch.

Only the thirteen extreme fighters who followed Renn to participate in the Wezeland battle had enough confidence in Renn.

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

He has a firm face, short black hair stands up like needles, a leather skirt wrapped around his waist, his feet are bare, his upper body is exposed, the power contained in his huge and strong muscles seems to burst out, his arms are as thick as ordinary human thighs. A person is as strong and majestic as a wall.

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

boom!

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

"Marius!"

"Marius!"

"Marius..."

The savages cheered and shouted excitedly, cheering for their patriarch, and with the violent drums, they created an exciting power.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, an arbitrary door opened in the open space outside the city.

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

This way of playing is undoubtedly far inferior to Marius, at least not so popular, and it does not meet the expectations of the Marilags. It immediately caused a boo and some people even cheered.

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

He was about to remind Macgola's rules, but Ren himself began to take off his equipment.