Mechanical God Emperor

ers erupted in the colosseum.

Excitement flickered in Manas eyes: “Thats Randt for you, even the beastman Grand Princes fancies him. Hes indeed the man whos going to become the Hero!”

Brigina looked at Yang Feng and Wilana in the center of the ring receiving the cheers of countless beastmen, and a stinging pain welled up in her heart.

Sensing that Brigina is in low spirits, Mana quickly comforted: “Brigina, I know you are uncomfortable with it. But after all, he is the future Hero. Its normal for him to have more than one woman. Just like those aristocrats, they all have three wives and four concubines. You have to turn a blind eye. After all, he is an excellent man.”

Brigina nodded slightly and mused: “I know! I will become stronger and make him need me more!”

Amidst the blessings of countless beastmen, Yang Feng and Wilana entered the palace together, where they had a night of passion.

Early next morning, Yang Feng stroking Wilanas skin that is smoother and tenderer than the best-quality silk said: “Wilana, I want to see your father.”

Wilana smiled sweetly: “Okay. It just so happens that my father also wants to meet you, the future Hero.”

With Wilana leading the way, Yang Feng came to a hall with a rugged and wild flair. In the hall, there is Lionman expert with blond hair and an overbearing temperament sitting on a throne. This is the Beastman Lord.

“You are Randt? Very good, youre worthy of my daughter. Ha-ha! Come, have a drink with me!”

The Beastman Lord scanned Yang Feng with his gaze, and then smiled boldly and clapped his hands. Several beautiful Foxman servants immediately stepped forward and served jars of fine liquor.

The alcohol tolerance of beastman Legends is measured in jars. With their powerful bodies that can easily digest alcohol, only some secret brews made from extraordinary plants can intoxicate them after a few cups.

Without any trace of politeness, Yang Feng lifted a jar of liquor and downed it.

The eyes of the Beastman Lord shone, and he praised loudly: “Good!”

The beastmen respect men who are strong and drink boldly. Since Yang Feng has displayed both qualities, the Beastman Lord is more and more satisfied with Yang Feng.

After three rounds, Yang Fengs face was a little flushed. He uttered with a light smile: “Sir Father-in-law, there is something I would like to discuss with you. Please dismiss everyone else.”

The Beastman Lord waved his hand, and everyone left. Only Yang Feng and the father and daughter duo are left in the hall.

A flame of ambition flashed in Yang Fengs eyes, and he spoke with a smile: “Sir Father-in-law, I hope you can lend me 2,000 soldiers. I want to borrow the forces of the elves, dwarves, and beastmen to overthrow the rule of the three human kingdoms and establish a new kingdom.”

Hearing this remark, Wilana was stunned, and shock shimmered in her beautiful eyes.

All braves have taken upon themselves to fight the Demon Lord. None of them has ever attempted to overthrow the human kingdoms and build a new kingdom. Yang Fengs idea is extremely daring.

Upon hearing this, the Demon Lords mind cleared from the intoxication of the liquor, and he squinted and gazed at Yang Feng, a dignified look in his eyes. After a while, he asked calmly: “Why do you have such an idea?”

Yang Feng answered righteously: “The humans have dominated the Eternal Continent for thousands of years, and their social class has already solidified. Most of the human aristocrats have fallen into depravity, while the people lead hard lives. As a brave, I naturally want to cleanse all the evil of the humans, so that the people can live prosperous lives.”

In the next moment, Yang Fengs eyes flashed gloomily, and his words filled with reality and cruelty: “Besides, after vanquishing the Demon Lord, most braves led very miserable lives in their later years. Even the children of the braves were killed by the aristocracy. I dont want to be regarded as thrash and thrown into the garbage can of history after vanquishing the Demon Lord and coming back with a body full of injuries.

Before fighting the Demon Lord, braves are favored by the power of fate. They will find treasures on the side of the road and break through during battle. No matter what difficulties they encounter, misfortune will turn into fortune again and again. But after slaying the Demon Lord, the power of fate will no longer care for them. By then, how will braves who only know how to fight be able to contend against greater aristocrats who grew up soaked in conspiracy?