"Is the Seven Hundred Cyclops? The situation is not too bad." When Abel heard that only Seven Hundred Cyclops came to this world, his face finally looked much better, but he still frowned and looked at the orc camp projected from Belfast. He was really worried about the flesh and blood portal and the emblem of the Waste God standing in the camp. These things didn't look like disposable things no matter how they looked.

"It's not too bad compared to the large-scale invasion, just a unit of seven hundred cyclops." Belfast put away his eyes and nodded at Eber, but as an alchemy puppet produced by the Netherel Empire, her artificial soul core naturally recorded information about the biggest enemies of the empires such as the Wilderness God: "But for our current situation, even if only one hundred cyclops are invested in the attack on the Frost Wolf Tribe, we will be unable to resist."

As for Belfast, Abel naturally knew that this was not exaggerated. With the strength of the Cyclops, it did not even require the assistance of orcs. The troops composed of seven hundred Cyclops alone were enough to capture the current Frost Wolf tribe. The conquest of the Waste Gods clan in countless worlds in the multiverse is definitely not a false reputation.

"Sorry, Lord Abel, let me interrupt. What exactly are the Cyclops you are talking about? Can you explain what those orcs are going on?" Looking at the discussion between Abel and Belfast, Nadal felt that his mind was not enough. He had no idea what Abel and Belfast were talking about. Although he could understand it, he could not understand the meaning of it at all. However, he still understood the orcs found a powerful reinforcement called Cyclops, so he urgently hoped that Abel could explain what was going on.

Nadal's question made Ebel turn his eyes to him. Looking at him and Regul on the side, Ebel didn't know how to explain it for a moment. After thinking about it, he explained to Nadal: "The Cyclops are an evil and powerful creature. Most of them are as tall as one and a half humans, and some are even as tall as two people. They are cruel and warlike. Now the orcs have exchanged the Cyclops for their help through the blood sacrifice. With the current strength of the Frost Wolf Tribe, they are no longer able to resist the attacks of the orcs and Cyclops."

"Then what should we do now?" The news Abel said made Nadal suddenly not know what to do. Originally, the orc attack had already made the Frost Wolf Tribe exhausted from dealing with it. Now these enemies that were already difficult to deal with have received new reinforcements. Although they were not the large number of orcs originally expected, seeing the red light of the orc camp before, coupled with the solemn expressions of Abel and Belfast and the introduction of the Cyclops, Nadal would not think that the 700-man Cyclops troops would be easy to deal with, which forced him to seek a way to deal with it.

"I'm sorry, I have no other way to deal with it except war." Abel shook his head with a serious expression, his expression on his face looked very gloomy, and even his voice became much lower: "The Cyclops are different from orcs. If they are just orcs, when they cannot resist their attack, I will suggest that you abandon this valley and choose to retreat. Facing the invincible enemy, save your strength and retreat temporarily, join forces to regain your lost home. It is not embarrassing."

Eber said this, looking at Nadal's somewhat moving expression, he turned around and looked in the direction of the orc camp, looking at the red light that still did not disappear: "But the Cyclops are different. When facing them, our only choice is to fight to the end."

When Nadal heard Abel say this, he was even more puzzled. Even Regul, who was standing beside him, felt confused and didn't understand why he had to fight to the end when facing the Cyclops.

However, it seemed that they knew what they wanted to ask. Before they spoke, Abel suddenly raised his voice, and even let the people on the high wall hear his voice: "You may not know what the Cyclops means, and I have no intention of explaining to you what you cannot understand, but I can tell you that there is an evil existence behind these Cyclops. Their appearance indicates that this evil existence has set its sight on this world. If we cannot defeat these Cyclops and thwart the conspiracy of that evil existence, then this world will surely be destroyed!"

Abel paused for a moment, as if waiting for the people of the Frost Wolf Tribe to digest what they said on the high wall, and soon continued, "I will not stop those who want to leave. I know that you are not lacking in courage. Sometimes, living is far more difficult than choosing death. But I hope you can understand that the evil existence behind these cyclops will never let you go because of your retreat. He will only occupy your home after you retreat, and then completely destroy the whole world. In the end, you will have no way to escape."

After Abel said that, he held the wall with his hands, as if he wanted to find a support. Facing the Cyclops and the Waste God behind them, even he felt powerless. As for the people of the Frost Wolf Tribe, if they wanted to escape, Abel would not stop them, because this was meaningless. If Gewush could not stop the invasion, then the one who waited for this world would inevitably be destruction. Even if these people could escape for a while, they would still have to face their own destiny in the end. It would be meaningless to stop them at this time.

If you don’t even have the courage to face the Wild God’s Residents, then turning around and escaping may be a good choice. At least you can live for a while.

Aber never despises anyone who wants to live. The desire to survive is everyone's most fundamental desire. We should not interfere. We can choose our own death, but we have no right to ask others to give their lives.

But Abel seemed to underestimate these warriors of the Frost Wolf Tribe. Behind him, although some people were shaken and some were confused, after exchanging glances with the people around him, everyone chose to stay on the high wall and no one left.

"His Excellency Abel, we may not understand what you said, but we at least understand a little." Behind Abel, Nadal looked at the tribesmen around him, and saw that everyone was as firm as they looked, a smile appeared on his face, and said firmly: "This is our home. If we cannot even protect our own home, then even if we escape, the frost wolf will become a betrayal dog and live meaningless!"

Regoul also took a step forward, stood beside Belfast, and said to Eber: "Although I have been loyal to you and my life is owned by you, I beg you to give me generously the freedom to protect my homeland and die for it." As he said that, he knelt on one knee to the ground with a look at Eber's back.

Feeling what was happening behind him, Abel couldn't help but smiled mockingly: "It seems that I have indeed underestimated you, and I should apologize to you for this." Abel said, turning around and bowing to everyone in the Frost Wolf Tribe.

He raised his head and looked at Regul who was kneeling on one knee. Abel looked at him seriously and said, "Mr. Regul, you have offered me loyalty. My order is the only thing you should obey, so I cannot give you the freedom to die in order to protect your homeland. A living legendary warrior is more useful than a dead Regul. So I order you to live as much as possible and kill more enemies!"

"Affect your will!" Reguer clenched his fist with his right hand and hit his chest, then stood up, and the determination revealed on a wolf's head was full of determination.

After saying to Regoul, Abel's eyes swept across all the warriors of the Frost Wolf Tribe on the high wall, and then looked at Nadal: "It seems that I have indeed underestimated you. I didn't expect you to choose to stay together. Mr. Galada is more rational than you. He once asked me to take your young people from the Frost Wolf Tribe away when the situation was unfavorable."

"The old patriarch did this to preserve the fire of the Frost Wolf Tribe, and he just hoped that these children would survive. He had exhausted his last breath to defend the Frost Wolf Tribe." Nadal shook his head and didn't care about what Abel said: "If the old patriarch is still alive, he will make the same choice as me. The Frost Wolf who lost his home is just a loser. And according to your Excellency Abel, even if we can escape for a while, we will face these enemies. Instead of escaping like a dog, it is better to fight like a wolf. This is the creed of our Frost Wolf Tribe!"

"Want like a wolf?" Hearing Nadal say this, Eber raised the corner of his mouth: "A single wolf is not powerful, but when the wolf pack hunts, even the most ferocious beasts have to retreat, so what we need is the wolf pack, not the lonely wolf."

"Wolf pack? You are saying "Your Excellency Eberl?" Nadal understood what Abbot meant, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Send the fastest wolf cavalry in your hands. I want to know where our reinforcements are, and they should arrive too." Abel nodded, affirming his guess and also expressing his request to him.

Nadal agreed without hesitation about Abbot's request: "Don't worry, Lord Abbot, there is nothing else in the Frost Wolf Tribe, but every warrior in the Frost Wolf Tribe is the best wolf cavalry."

"Very good, then let everyone prepare for the battle. This battle will only be more difficult." Abel said, looking in the direction of the orc camp again. The red light there seemed to be a little dimmer than before, but the blood red that soared into the sky still indicated a cruel battle, but he obviously did not intend to face the Cyclops like this.
Chapter completed!