Chapter 875 Section 106 Nanami and Nanako

Chapter 875 Section 106. Nanami and Nanako

Annan, who did not allow Liberty City to join the war, was fighting alone to some extent.

He was nominally the head of the legion, but he had no soldiers.

Fortunately, Annan could still use his talent and recruit his men before the main force of the demons arrived.

For example, Yingge and her prisoner soldiers were very suitable for recruitment. As for mobilizing his fans in the Mountain City... forget it.

What is the difference between sending people who like you to die and sending your own people to die?

And... warn the Kingdom of Dimon to annihilate the demons.

Annan found Dela Torre on the inner city wall: "My spy told me that the leader of this group of demons is the minion of the demon lord Nanami, the legendary red dragon warlock Nanako."

"Sorry, what did you say?" Dela Torre suddenly felt that his ears became muddy.

"You know that those powerful demons can sense their true names, right? So I gave them a title."

"Your spy? Where is he?"

"If you can see him casually, he is not a spy." Annan kept a secret, "But it's okay to tell you... My spy has a high status among the demons."

Dela Torre did not comment, after all, no one would doubt the popularity of a warlock... As long as he wanted, he could sleep with humanoid creatures all over the city.

"Is that all you want to say?"

"Not enough?"

"Not enough." De La Torre shook his head, "We have long known that behind this group of demons is... Nanako."

Annan pondered: "I also know that if Nanako is killed, these demons will naturally fall apart."

"Demons have always been like this. As long as the leaders and supervisors hiding in the magic tide are solved, they will fight each other."

It seems that without my urging, the Dimon Kingdom will also find a way to solve the red dragon warlock Moglock... Oh, now it's Nanako.

De La Torre looked to the north and sighed, "What do you see?"

Annan stretched out his hand, "Over there, there are enemies."

Looking at the crack in the north with black mist rising, Annan suddenly felt that the basin between the demon and the mountain city was a little strange, like... a huge footprint.

"What is that place?"

"The God Basin, once a giant god stepped on the earth and left footprints."

"Really? I don't believe it." Annan looked at the "footprint", "It is at least 20 or 30 miles long? And there are no other footprints around, so it is a giant at least 200 miles tall standing on the ground with one leg?"

De La Torre didn't speak, staring at Annan with the eyes of a college professor looking at a student.

"Sorry, I don't think when I think about things..."

But such a big footprint... If I can summon it, let alone the minions of the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord's grandmother will have to admit defeat...

De La Torre left, and Annan continued to stand on the city wall, thinking about how to gather strength, unconsciously staring at the God Basin.

At a certain moment, Annan turned his head as if he had noticed something. The direction behind him was Wilhelm, so the footprints looked like a giant walking towards Wilhelm...

Forget it, it's meaningless.

Annan left the city wall and went to the out-of-city base of the Tashia and Janna families that he had inquired about not long ago.

It was also the base of some soldiers from the Kingdom of Rekanel in the Snow Mountain Fortress.

After the Kingdom of Rekanel betrayed humans and abandoned its people, these people regarded themselves as the Forsaken. They were full of revenge - against the demons, against the ratmen, and against the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Standing in front of the camp, Annan looked at the figures walking in the camp. Those pale, frosty skins due to lack of sunlight and staying in the cold for too long deserved their name.

Annan wanted to take them back to the Free City, and Olmedo thought so too. After all, they were the real elite, the kind of elite who would not collapse in morale even if 80% of them were killed...

And Annan's identity as "the King of the North betrayed by the Kingdom of Rekanel" naturally made him feel close to them.

"Oh, it's Jack!"

As soon as he entered the camp, someone recognized Annan.

"The Fall of the Mage Tower" was briefly popular in the Snow Mountain Fortress, but they hadn't seen the magic images since then. The exclamation at this moment suddenly brought Annan back to the time three years ago.

Everything was beautiful at that time...although it is still beautiful now.

"Hello, can you take me to find the Janna family?" Annan asked kindly.

"Come with me!"

The soldier was very excited, after all, magic images were one of the few pastimes they had in the boring snow mountain.

"What's your name?" Annan asked him.

"Sauron!"

"Your name is very similar to one of my centurions, his name is Sauron."

The soldier was different from what he imagined. He talked a lot and had a warm attitude, instead of a bitter and vengeful look.

"My mother said that my brother who died young was called Sauron!" the young soldier exclaimed.

Annan suddenly stopped: "How old are you?"

"I went to the Snow Mountain Fortress when I was sixteen, so I should be...nineteen this year."

"Is there anything you need?" Facing soldiers of the same age as himself, Annan's heart was touched.

"We don't lack anything, Jack...but if you can let us see your performance when the Mage Tower collapsed again..."

"I know."

Annan opened the portal in the open space of the camp and let Ingrid hand over to the "Forgotten", providing whatever they needed.

After all, they will be their future residents.

Following Soran, Annan finally saw Brino Janna wrestling with her tribesmen on the grass.

Her pale skin was covered with a layer of sweat, and she glowed in the sun like a Valkyrie.

Brino Janna knew when Annan arrived, threw the tribesmen who were sparring with her, and walked towards Annan amid the cheers of other tribesmen.

"Are you still alive?" She waved to the tribesmen, "Call Tasia over."

"Why do you ask?"

"That king is not a generous person." Brino Janna's tone was not unfamiliar at all, as if they had just met yesterday.

"I don't need to be afraid of him, on the contrary, he needs to be afraid of me."

"It seems that a lot of things have happened during this period..."

Brino Janna looked Annan up and down for a few times, and before she had time to appreciate the current Annan, Tasia appeared on the training ground.

She was taller than the last time she saw her, and there were more scars on her body than then. At a glance, there were hundreds of dense scars.

Minotaur has a thick stratum corneum, and these scars are more of a symbol of glory than a wound.

Annan suddenly hesitated. They finally met again, and he didn't want to lose his friend just like that...

Tashia was delicate and seemed to see what Annan was thinking. She smiled and said, "Don't worry. After we defeat the demon, I will go to your city with my tribe."

"It sounds like something is going to happen soon..."