The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich Chapter 187: The feast of the betrayal
already is at night, and heavy snow covered the entire area, making this frozen soil more difficult to tolerate.
Heavy snow covered this world, even if it is not covered by the night, it is still a blind eye, and the field of vision can only reach a few meters in front of it.
No matter how powerful a soldier is, when he can't see it, he can't do anything, and this is not the most deadly negative factor on this battlefield.
"It's so cold! How many people survive this evening."
Even in the eyes of the clan, the bearman chief Lund, who is as powerful as an iceberg, is not an indifferent iron man. It is cold enough in the northern snowy sky and it drops more than ten degrees after the night. Can freeze instantly.
Even though the Beastfolk who can enter the battlefield is generally strong and strong, it is not an iron man. In the fierce battle, you must pay attention to cold protection. You need to find the command of the horn and the battle flag in the dark. It is the most difficult to accept in the chaos In the street battle, maybe the assassin with a knife was regarded as his ally, but the first level cut off with a single axe was his own relatives and friends ....
In this case, in accordance with the hidden rules of the Northern War, the two sides should each truce and temporarily suspend the war to avoid the most unacceptable tragic ending that has been won without anyone celebrating.
But now time is life. With every hesitation, countless lives have passed, not to mention the truce between the two sides. At this time, no one can wait for the last force to be pressed down. Only by completely crushing the opponent can they survive more.
Lund can imagine that a Beastfolk fighter managed to defeat his opponent, but the blood of the window was already, which turned into scarlet ice. A lot of blood loss took away a lot of physical strength, and as he walked slowly, he eventually froze to his opponent's body.
Looking at the dark port alley. It's like an abyssal beast with a big mouth, laughing and waiting for food to come.
Lund shuddered inexplicably. He had an ominous premonition. I'm afraid he wouldn't see the sunrise of tomorrow.
This is not unfounded. Lund's keen sixth sense accompanied him through countless life and death difficulties, but this time, he did not intend to heed instinct.
"Don't let other tribes look down upon our claw tribes. The whole is up! We must not fall, capture the city, and completely destroy the honor of the northern human must belong to us!"
"God of War is sheltering us! His Heroic Spirit temple will leave a seat for our warriors. If we are destined to die here, let us meet again at the banquet in the Heroic Spirit temple!"
Saying utterly impossible tribute, but his soldier still responded to his call.
Silent sips of cold-stricken spirits, their eyes firmly entered the dark battlefield. Stepped into the mouth of the abyss with no return.
No hesitation, no timidity, in this war of no justice, no sacredness, no evil, everyone fights for their own race. Fight to have more space to live, fight for your race and family not to survive in this cruel Holy War.
The city wall already has no meaning. Every moment, every place, there are soldiers bleeding. In the fight, human life becomes very worthless at this moment. All mortal mortals, even the war commander of Gold-Rank, may suddenly have a shovel in a small bungalow, which can kill you.
"The Caslow tribe has lost contact. Twenty minutes ago, Lord Kagmar also lost contact. The knights requested a battle. This is their blood book!"
"Lord Lund asked for reinforcements, and his two affiliates lost contact. He encountered obstacles. Many soldiers were missing. To complete the encirclement, more soldiers were needed."
"Wolf King's march went smoothly, already reached the intended area, but his fighters suffered more than 40% damage to already, and he still refused to retreat.
Listening to the bad news, Emmon's eyes are twitching. The tenacity of the human is far more than expected. The **** snow has made the battlefield fall into the most cruel flesh meat grinder.
"Tell the empty knights, don't mess with me at this time, and now they don't know how to fall off. Even if they die, they will be valuable to me. Reinforcement? Let the newly formed tribe give I'm on top ... "
The commander hesitated for a moment, the questioning words already came to his lips, and eventually he swallowed them.
The newly formed tribe? It is the composition of the remaining tribes that lost most of the tribe in the war. A group of disabled soldiers who were wounded. They lost the chief, the tribe name and the totem, so they came together.
Perhaps they are not strong enough, but they are the seeds of the future, and when the seeds are going to feed the hunger, it also illustrates the distress of Beastfolk from one side.
But the military order is like a mountain. In this period of time, no one can hesitate. Everyone knows the road to Hero victory. Whoever can bite his teeth to the end, who is the new owner of this land. Now it is time to fight for perseverance and sacrifice Already.
The loss of Beastfolk is so great, and for human, this battle is even more difficult to fight.
The scuffle without rules is a comprehensive assessment of individual strength. The loss of human defenders who have lost the defensive advantage of the fortification has risen linearly, one to two, one to three, and even a local war casualty ratio of one to ten.
"We have retired long ago, and there will be unarmed people in the future! There is no difference between losing Red Maple and the entire Northland. We will become sinners in the entire human society, our ancestors. Both already suffered humiliation.
human has more reasons to be unable to shrink back. This battle of guardianship must not shrink back. They are fighting to protect their homeland!
Snow will eventually stop, and the sky will eventually brighten. By that time, I don't know how many people can survive, and there are more people who survive there, it will naturally be the winner.
And the night is not so good, the nightmare in the shadow is about to move.
"Ahhh!"
In the alley, a Beastfolk soldier left a single exclaim and disappeared without a trace.
On the other side, the same fate happened to his companions, exclaimed one by one. They were also dragged into **** by a black hand that suddenly extended underground.
"Ahhh!"
"shamans, destroy this city for me!"
When the men disappear one by one. Lund finally couldn't sit still, and under his order, the elements shaman no longer cherished mana, which has not many alreadys. After communicating with the elements, the sky-covered thunderstorms and big earthquake waves were summoned, and the entire urban house Was razed to the ground.
The black hand behind the Beastfolk soldier's disappearance is naturally exposed.
"Flower?"
The one in front of you is a flower that is regarded as a rare luxury by the Northland. Lund took the opportunity to study and study in the south. The familiar branches and colorful petals are exactly the same as those in his memory, except ...
"This is too huge!"
Yes, there is a garden in front of them, but the flowers in that garden are weird, and the offensive spells that are enough to destroy the house have no effect on them. And among those flowers, there are many, but more and more growing sun flowers. They are two people tall. The flowerbed on the ground that looks like Normal is actually three times as tall as Normal flowers.
A beautiful view of flowers and grass. Lund took a breath in after a battle, his strong sense of incongruity made him instinctively feel threatened, such as the sense of crisis in the back of the needle, making him instinctively want to run away.
"Ah, isn't that the missing cartel, the flowers are eating him!"
Suddenly. Those flowers turned collectively, but the original flowers were growing with **** mouths. And the flower fertilizer that was chewed and chewed was not the missing colleagues of Correct.
Yiduo petals have only one big mouth full of canine teeth. Although they have no eyes, everyone knows that already locks themselves, which is the instinct of predators encountering natural enemies.
"After I break!"
The too weird scene made people feel cold, and Lund issued an order as soon as possible.
In the next moment, the screams and screams of my colleagues were ringing around. The wooden vines on the ground were turned into snakes, and the Beastfolks were hung up at the same time. At the same time, the sunflowers with open mouths Started his own hunt.
"Bad strike!"
The roaring bear king slammed hard enough to smash the arms of the boulder and slammed the ground, the violent storm began to tear the vines, the shock wave spread instantly, and the mystery of Saint Rank instantly destroyed everything in front of him, And when everything came to an end, there was only the sorrow and temporary screams of his colleagues.
"It's okay. Come on, it's too evil here, let's leave quickly."
When he was half-kneeling and breathing heavily on the ground, he found the despair on his faces, and when he turned back, he finally knew what had been wrong.
The hills not far away are slowly closing, but the place where you stand is in a depression, and if you look closely, what hill is there, it is a terrible blood basin!
"We've been hanging around this monster's mouth?"
The last sigh already is meaningless, the sky already is dark, and the huge cannibal Kao finally closes his mouth and clicks into a crisp sound. The Bear King Lund, who is only one step away from the Beastfolk emperor, died.
"Seven Virtues of Humility, but maybe another name for him-the blood-eating cannibal flower field is more appropriate."
Since already has encountered the worst result, and it is the scheduled time, then the black cat destined to bring misfortune is also out of sleep Wake up.
"Oh, what a lovely group of kids, it just takes time to unfold, and it is because of their blood irrigation. Without such a lot of flower fertilizer irrigation, they will never grow so good."
Humility? Virtue? If the witch who makes the world a headache can make something positive, it is the most incredible.
Humility is not a single plant. It is a flower field. It is a mixed flower field composed of numerous carnivorous plants. Their only characteristic may be extremely aggressive.
From the beginning of this war, Aemila planted a seed in Red Maple City, and to what extent this seed will eventually grow, it is necessary to see how much blood and soul are irrigated.
Roland's Pride Omar is undoubtedly the king of legion warfare. For the legion capabilities of Omar, Aemila designed this cannibal garden, which also belongs to the legion category.
The special digestive juices of these cannibals can easily melt the bones, and those soul grasses will devour the soul, making Necromancer's spiritualism meaningless, and the nutrition obtained in battle can cause higher-level cannibals ,finally. After the giant Devourer of Earth appeared, the battle should end.
No doubt. The "Humility" of the Aemila was too nourished by this war. Even if it did not enter the cycle of fighting for war, already had several land devourers catalyzed and activated. The crisis-ridden garden had long been waiting for new prey to come. Wang Longde's experience is not a minority.
"Oops, it seems that after this time, you will be on the Scourge list again."
"Hum, I will never exceed Roland. I am far less crazy than him. So inhuman, so sad."
Harloys wants to vomit badly, Aemila When you say these words, can you look away with regret, "I'm not as good as him", do you want to compare who is more anti-human and bottomless.
"You really compare him to everything, do you like him so much?"
"Who! Who likes him. I hate him. When I get his technical information, I will make him fat!"
As long as Roland is mentioned, the cunning Aemila becomes like a schoolboy who has never been in love. Harloys also wants to make two more sentences, but the jumping schoolgirl suddenly stops. He smiled out the window.
"What?"
"Unexpectedly, I caught a big fish ........ but those out-of-control Beamon are a bit troublesome. Swallow two little ones, uh. Don't kill them, you should It is a very rare undead material. Roland will be very happy. Maybe I will be invited to dissect with my body. Ah, I really miss those days. "
Well, thinking of this, Xuejie smiled shamefully, but Harloys's desire to vomit badly did not know how to vent.
But suddenly, Aemila's face changed greatly, and he was shocked.
"My little swallowed No. 2 and No. 4 were killed instantly. This feeling ........ The withering of natural magic is those Elf!"
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The betrayer will not be trusted. This is undoubtedly the iron rule of the battlefield, since you can betray once, then when the price is higher, no one can guarantee that you will betray a second time.
Regardless of the history of that world, those rebels may finally get a high status, but they will never get the true trust of the winner.
A gift from Karwenz?
It's just like the letter from Roland. It's just another letter. Even the returnee is the same as Lorci. It's just the signature of this time, but it's the Abyss Prince Karwenz.
Okay, in fact, you do n’t need to elaborate on the content. It ’s nothing more than “We all know your ghost ideas. Roland just promises you a Elf God Lord. Our price is higher, anyway. If you have n’t made your stand yet, if you return to Chaos ’s arms, you will not blame the previous things. What about letting the Elf gods be your subordinates? ”
Of course, there is also a little threat in the end. I mentioned that the Lorci's God's Domain was originally in the bottomless abyss. Watch out for the Demon big aristocracy group visits and the like.
Lorci is undoubtedly the First Ancestor and spiritual mentor of Dark Elf, and loyalty and stupidity in Dark Elf seem to be synonyms, and the personality of Lorci can be imagined.
So, the Lorci that already betrayed once, before the higher price, did not hesitate to betray the second time.
Of course, this is only part of the reason. In a deeper level, Lorci does not meet the God's Obligation of the patron saint of Northern Elf. What she wants is God's Obligation, the patron saint of Northland, and this has just fallen into the hands of Wumianzhe (The Indefatigable One). .
So, without driving human out of the north, she would not be the real master of this land. So, just after winning the Elf civil war, she did not hesitate to give Beastfolk a snowball.
Maybe it should be said that since the original alliance target already was obtained, what I wanted was in front of me, so I turned my face and grabbed it. The letter of Karwenz just gave her a reason to help her betrayal again. determination.
At this time, the new favorite of Lorci, the high-end natural Mage who killed the Devourer of the Earth, stood beside Emmon, and looked at everything in sorrow.
"I didn't expect to go around, we still came back here."
"Oh, just the last time you were our ally, you were decent, but this time, you are an ally's dog, licking bones and licking your mouth."
Eamon Bloodaxe is unceremonious and smirks the Elf Mage in front of him. He looks down from his bones on this sly and unbelieving man, especially he actually betrayed his own already, even if he was once a king.
Yes, this long-eared Elf Mage was indeed a king, His Majesty Atrion of the Tassel Kingdom, but at this time, his skin color turned gray, already is not a noble Moon Elf, but A new breed in the arms of Lorci, Elf.
At this time, in the face of the loud ridicule of the beastly barbarian who looked down upon in the past, the original Elf king was full of faces, and finally turned away.
"I am not wrong, I am not wrong, this is for the continuation of my tribe, I am not wrong! I am not wrong!"
But, unconsciously, his nails already turned into his own hands, and he didn't know the blood on his hands.
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