Chapter 1832 Are You Kidding Me?

"The roof tower was killed!"

The King of Smarts looked at the many strong men of the Smarts and said.

All the strong men of the Intelligent Tribe were very angry.

Roota is the overlord of their clever clan, he has great potential, and he might be able to take a step further in the future.

Who knew that it was just a battle, and Roota was actually beheaded.

"I hope you can pay attention to the human race. This time we need some of your strong men to delay the human race's attack. We must stop the rapid advance of the human race."

"As long as you can hold off for half a year, we, the clever race and the demon race, can wipe out the human race."

The King of Cleverness looked at his generals.

No one present was under the age of a thousand years old.

For them, half a year is just a blink of an eye.

But if they want to hold back the human race's attack for half a year, this time will be a long time.

It didn't even take a month from the human race's attack to now, but they had already captured almost half of their clever tribe's territory.

It is almost impossible to hold back the human race for half a year.

They have already obtained the information about the human army.

The human race dispatched nearly a thousand overlord-level experts alone.

What are they using to delay time and use their own lives?

Even if they work very hard, they probably won't be able to hold off the human race for half a year.

"Is any of you willing to take on this task?"

"It only takes half a year. In half a year, you can become the marshal of my clever clan."

Seeing that everyone was silent, the King of Clever couldn't help but said to them.

The Marshal of the Smart Clan, this is already the highest level besides the King of Smarts.

If it were normal times, these strong men from the clever clan would definitely seize this opportunity and take another step forward.

However, thinking of the power of the human race, none of the strong men from the clever race dared to move.

They are not fools. They don't know why. No matter how many soldiers they bring, they can't resist the footsteps of the human race.

Let alone half a year, even half a month or half a day is very difficult.

There are too many strong men from the human race, and they don't have the strength to resist them at all.

"My king, I will go, but I hope you can send some strong men to follow me, preferably a group of dead soldiers."

At this time, a strong man from the Smart Race whose whole body was filled with the smell of decay stood up.

The Sword King was once the most powerful of the Intelligent Tribe, although he did not become the King of the Intelligent Tribe of his generation.

But his strength is only inferior to that of the clever king of that generation, and he has participated in countless battles.

He is the only strong person left from that generation of smart clan.

"Sword King, you should know that this time you will have a narrow chance of death, or even ten deaths. Are you sure you want to go?"

When the King of Cleverness saw the King of Swords standing up, he did not immediately agree to him.

As the strong man of the previous generation of the Intelligent Tribe, the Sword King is the spiritual pillar of their Intelligent Tribe.

If something goes wrong with the Sword King, it will be a huge blow to the Smart Clan.

"Don't worry, not everyone can break my old bones."

"Although some of my parts cannot keep up with the times, not everyone can resist my strength."

"If I can't kill more than ten overlords of the human race this time, I will die on the battlefield."

The Sword King waved his hand and said.

"Okay? I hope you can buy enough time for our clever clan."

"In addition to you, I will send another twenty overlord-level experts to follow you."

As soon as the King of Cleverness finished speaking, those strong men were dumbfounded.

They never thought that the King of Clever would think so highly of the King of Heavy Swords.

The twenty overlord-level experts must have been chosen from among these people.

Everyone knows that fighting against the human race at this time has only one final result, and that is to be killed by the human race.

Even if you are slightly stronger than the human race, there are more strong ones in the human race, so not everyone can resist it.

Besides, are they really stronger than the human race? Not necessarily.

"Thank you, my king. I will go and prepare now."

After the sword king finished speaking, he left directly without even looking at the strong men.

Seeing that the strong men of this generation did not even dare to challenge the human race, the Sword King was extremely disappointed.

How can a group of people who dare not challenge the strong be called strong?

They don't deserve the title of strong at all. At most, the ores and energy they use are better.

Given their current strength, if they really fight, I'm afraid they might as well be someone slightly weaker than them.

"My king, do I think the Sword King is too arrogant? He doesn't take you seriously at all. Why don't you let him try out the human sword alone?"

A strong man at the overlord level said to the King of Cleverness.

"Since you said so, you will be the vanguard of the Sword King. Remember, you must be on the front line. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The King of Smarts is not a fool. He can still distinguish between those who are doing good for the Smart clan and those who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The King of Clever named twenty more overlord-level experts and asked them to work with the Sword King to delay the human race's attack.

"I don't know what my king is thinking. He actually lets so many strong men die. Is there really no problem?"

A strong man complained after the King of Cleverness left.

No one is a fool. If you fight against the human race at this time, you will die.

No one doesn't know how powerful the human race is. Without enough strong men, whoever goes to fight will die there.

There are many strong men at the overlord level in their Jiling tribe, but they are asked to take out a thousand overlord-level beings.

Not to mention that their Jiling tribe can't take them out, I'm afraid the demon tribe doesn't have this strength either.

"Do you want to help the Sword King?"

A strong man glanced at the person who was speaking, and with a light word, the strong man shut up.

Helping the Sword King, isn't this a joke?

He didn't want to die yet. At this time, following the Sword King, unless the human race let them go back, they would have no chance of survival.

"If you don't want to help the Sword King, you'd better shut up."

"For the future of our Jiling tribe, the Sword King and his men are ready to sacrifice their lives."

"If you think you can do it, you can tell me, and I can tell my king."

After the strong man finished speaking, he ignored the person who was speaking and left directly.

They still need to make a lot of preparations.

If they were not forced to do so, they would not let the Sword King deal with the human race.

The existence of the Sword King is of great significance to their Jiling tribe.

As long as the Sword King exists, the Jiling Tribe will not lack spiritual support.

Now this spiritual support is about to fall. Although they did not say much, everyone understands what kind of problems the Jiling Tribe will encounter next.