Chapter 307
"If you are willing to help, that would be great."
Billy heard Zhang Yuan's words, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out a tiger talisman with black air and handed it to Zhang Yuan, "This is my tiger talisman. Now our Demon City still has a 300,000 demon mechanical troops on the front line. You can take over the command of the army directly with this tiger talisman."
"Yes."
Zhang Yuan took the tiger talisman, glanced at Yan Li who was obsessed with studying the godhead not far away, and told Billy: "Brother, Yan Li's security work is handed over to you. She is our Daxia's treasure, and she must not be hurt at all."
Billy smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, Academician Yan will not be hurt before I die."
"Okay."
Zhang Yuan nodded and left the Demon Science Academy copy.
However, Zhang Yuan did not go to the battlefield in the south as soon as possible, but returned to the secret base of the Joy Church again to look for Pasha.
He doesn't know how to speak demon language yet. If he doesn't have a translator, even if he goes to the battlefield with the tiger talisman, he can't communicate with Billy's demon army.
Without a language barrier and the other side being all demons and abyss monsters, it's easy for Zhang Yuan to confuse the enemy with us.
If Zhang Yuan strikes with a sword, all the trolls and Billy's demon army will die suddenly, the scene will be quite exciting.
The most important thing is, if Zhang Yuan kills too many people on the battlefield and no one else helps to share too much experience, then he will reach level 70 and release the Curse King, and more trouble will be caused.
For others, before the war, what needs to be done is to formulate tactics, adjust deployment, organize coordination, do a good job of logistics, boost morale and other preparations.
But for Zhang Yuan, these are not important. He only needs a translator, and then distinguish between the enemy and friendly forces, adjust the experience distribution ratio, and then he can end the war.
Back to the Joy Church, Zhang Yuan still didn't see Pasha.
"Xiao Yuanzi, are you looking for that little succubus?"
At this time, the God of Joy in a white dress appeared in the room.
Zhang Yuan had long been accustomed to the God of Joy's elusiveness, and immediately asked: "Do you know where she is?"
The God of Joy: "After you killed York, the demons that York had enchanted regained their freedom. Those demons could not seek revenge on York, so they transferred their hatred to Little Pasha."
"At this time, Little Pasha has already fled the city."
Zhang Yuan's eyes changed slightly: "Why didn't you tell me about this?"
"You didn't ask me either."
The God of Joy spread his hands, and then said: "Besides, Little Pasha took the initiative to break off the belief in joy. This path is her own choice, and I just respect her choice."
"But she is hiding now It's good that York's enemies haven't found her yet."
Zhang Yuan: "Then I'll go save her."
"Xiao Yuanzi, I don't recommend you to do this."
The God of Joy stopped Zhang Yuan, "After all, York died in your hands. Although little Pasha didn't say it at the time, she must have resentment towards you in her heart. Now she has even cut off her belief in joy, and you are the messenger of joy in her heart. She must have made up her mind to cut off her relationship with you."
"If you go to save her now, she will not appreciate it, but may make things worse."
Hearing what the God of Joy said, Zhang Yuan sighed and asked, "What should we do? Let Pasha fend for herself. " "Little Pasha is not as fragile as you think. Her potential is much stronger than York's. The short-term suffering will only make her stronger. She has already established a soul connection with you, and the bond between you and her has not been broken." "After all, York was killed by his own skills, and you didn't take action. So wait for a while, and when Little Pasha calms down, she will come back, and by then... she should be stronger than York." "Xiao Yuanzi, don't you want a beautiful and powerful succubus military advisor?" Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly: "Even if that's the case, I'm in urgent need of a demon language translator now." The God of Joy smiled and said: "Demon language translator, isn't there a ready-made one here?"
Zhang Yuan was stunned: "Where?"
The God of Joy teleported in front of Zhang Yuan, holding her skirt and turning around, "It's me!"
"You?" Zhang Yuan was a little confused, "Are you bored?"
"Little Yuan, how can you talk like that?"
The God of Joy glared at Zhang Yuan, "I'm your boss, it's your honor to be your translator, you should be grateful!"
Zhang Yuan complained: "I can't believe your translation."
The God of Joy laughed, sat down in mid-air, supported his chin with one hand, crossed his legs, and looked down at Zhang Yuan,"Anyway, besides me who can speak Demonic and Daxia, there are only Yan Li and Billy left in this Demon City."
"Why don't you ask them to be your translators?"
Zhang Yuan: "..."
Zhang Yuan was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll just let you do it."
Zhang Yuan always had a bad feeling about letting the God of Fun be his translator.
However, it's better to have a translator than not.
Alas, it's all because of lack of education.
Zhang Yuan swore secretly again that he must find time to learn Demonic.
"Hehe, let's go, this is my first time as a translator, I'm a little excited!"
The God of Joy transformed into a dark elf, then snapped his fingers, and a teleportation array appeared in the room.
Portable translator
With the flash of teleportation light, Zhang Yuan and the God of Joy teleported to the battlefield two hundred kilometers south of the Demon City.
At this time, the trolls were already fighting with the army of the Demon City. Each of them was five or six meters tall, and their skin was thick and tough. No matter whether it was magic or thermal weapons that hit their skin, not even a white mark was left.
On the contrary, the trolls could swing their giant hammers and send more than a dozen demons wearing mechanical armor flying.
This was a completely one-sided war. If the war continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before the entire army of the Demon City was annihilated.
"Omnis exercitus recedat!"
At this time, a deep voice came from behind the army of the Demon City, and the demons that were fighting with the trolls began to retreat rapidly.
The trolls, who were bloodthirsty, were about to continue chasing and killing with their giant sticks, and at this time a low horn sounded from behind the troll army, and the crazy trolls immediately put away their weapons and stopped chasing and killing.
The God of Joy saw this scene and laughed: "Just using a horn to stop these extremely low-IQ and bloodthirsty trolls from killing, there must be a terrible demon behind this troll army."
"Xiao Yuanzi, this is going to be fun!"