Release that Witch Chapter 749: Brave Sand gift

When Lubaka Bloodwhip got up from the bed, he heard the news that the Northwest Small Oasis changed hands.

"Really?" He frowned. Although I saw the oasis lit with flames last night, I didn't expect that Roaring Clan could not persist for a whole night. Has there been a new Clan with such powerful strength in Silver River recently? Why didn't he have any impression?

Lubaka patted the pet girl lying next to her, and asked her to wrap up in a blanket before looking out at her. "Speak carefully."

"Yes, according to those who fled back, the oasis fire was not released after the challenger sneaked in, but the heavenly fire -- of the Father God"

"Fart!" he spit. "The cowards, as soon as they can't solve the problem, push them to Three Gods. I will hang them all at the door of Iron Sand City!"

"But ..." Hesitant for a while, "My people also went to camp of Little Oasis this morning, and found that the scene there is indeed quite similar to what they described ... there are many dark on the ground The large pits, corpses and house debris are scattered everywhere, not like it can be done by arson. "

"Shards?"

"Yes, it's like a giant sandworm or a ground-drilling scorpion running over camp, tearing them apart." The words under consideration by his men, "most of the people in camp are bad. However, the guys looking for fun outside organized a counterattack, but ... they were defeated without even seeing their opponents.

"In other words, the bunch of idiots were ambushed and fled before they approached their opponents?" Lubaka began to doubt whether he was too kind to the watchdog, and spent a lot of effort to draw them together. To such an extent? Or does the long-term stable life corrode strength more severely than he expected? "Then? So far, they don't even know which Clan is occupying the small oasis?"

"My people are inquiring, and they should get the news soon," said his men here paused, some hesitantly said, "just some refugees said that they saw many north people."

"north people ..."

This news made Lubaka take it seriously.

He walked to the window naked and looked at the direction of West north. The fire had long gone, leaving only a few faintly visible smoke.

Although Roaring Clan is a watchdog pulled together by iron whip and bone-cutting, he doesn't care too much about the life and death of the other party. The challenger system is not so much a qualification test as it is a protective wall set up by the six Clans for himself. This truth was only realized after he settled in Iron Sand City.

The sacred duel is only a small-scale fight. The challenger's battle for the small oasis is a comprehensive war between the two Clans. It is not uncommon for the two sides to kill and shed blood, after all, even if they do not enter Iron Sand City, oasis is also a must-see for each Clan to grow. No matter which side wins, it usually pays a very heavy price, and it takes a long time to lick the wound.

As long as the Clan is intimidating and tempting, it is not difficult to turn the challenger into a watchdog, especially the Clan that believes that the compromise is only temporary, and it is necessary to launch a duel sooner or later after recovery is complete. Finally failed to ring the holy bell of Iron Sand City.

Because then a new challenger will emerge, sweeping the watchdog out.

Big Clan is exactly this way, and always keeps himself from getting into a difficult position.

Now that the iron whip has climbed to the fourth position, even if the challenger immediately launches a duel, it is unlikely that he will find him, so it is not important for the small oasis to change hands.

But the person who appears north is different.

For example, the previous Queen of Clear Water has caused a lot of confusion for Iron Sand City. Even if -- is reduced to actual slaves and thugs, many people will yearn for the evergreen land to the north. The departure of two potential challengers left the small oasis empty at a time, resulting in subsequent people can easily launch a sacred challenge. It was also during that chaos that Lubaka seized the opportunity and successfully became the fourth big Clan.

What tricks do they want to play now?

"Go and stare at the group of people and find out the thing clearly." He turned around and ordered his opponent, "north people come from that city, how many people, what weapon, what to play -- I have to pay attention I know! "

"Yes, Lord Clan Head!"

Perhaps, he should discuss with other big Clan.

Extreme Southern Region rules, outsiders are never allowed to interfere!

...

By the afternoon, the men brought back news that made Lubaka Bloodwhip unbelievable.

"What did you say? Brave Sand Clan?"

"This is indeed what they claimed. The flags in the oasis have all been replaced with the battle pattern of Brave Sand. I also saw the Brave Sand princess who was sold as a slave! She has become a goddess and is congregating new Clan, there seem to be many responders! "

This ... how is that possible?

Lubaka is not ignorant of the north kingdom. The goddess is completely regarded as the existence of evil in the eyes of Greycastle people. If the end of the Sandpeople slave is already tragic enough, then a slave of the goddess will not have the slightest chance of turning over. But now, how did she win the support of north people, and in turn took them back to Extreme Southern Region as an avenger?

He felt an inexplicable absurdity and a faint panic.

Mojin people have been suppressed in the desert, not because they like the desert, but because they have always been unable to compete with Greycastle. If the other party wants to be detrimental to Iron Sand City, each Clan may unite against outsiders, but in case Brave Sand Clan, which is supported by north people, is only aimed at its own family, will other Clans be closely connected to the iron whip?

This is almost a question that does not require answer.

Damn!

He slammed the wine cup on the table to the ground, and stepped on it, turning it into a splendid fragments.

If you want to report the revenge of killing your father through the divine duel, just come! Lubaka thought fiercely that north people may be weapon excellent and numerous, but in the duel, Mojin Sandpeople is the most brave samurai! I will let you know what the taste of despair is!

At this moment, another subordinate entered his hall, "Master Clan Head, Brave Sand Clan sent someone a gift."

"What?" Lubaka felt a blue bark on his head, "a gift?"

"Yes, it's in the garden outside."

"Take me there," he gritted his teeth.

...

It's a huge wooden box, about one person long and half person wide, just like the splicing of a few ordinary wooden boards. The corners are nailed with iron, and there is no difference in appearance.

"What about the person who sent it?" Lubaka asked.

"It's gone."

"How many are you here?"

"Uh ... only one person."

"A man?" He raised an eyebrow, kicked the box forward, and the wooden box rolled over several times, and there was a banging noise --. Just according to this weight, it is almost equivalent to hollow.

Is it a broken limb and flesh, or is it a peeled human skin? Apart from intimidation and bluffing, he couldn't think of what the other party would send him over.

"Move to the stone castle," Lubaka coldly said, "I'll see what tricks they want to play."