Chapter 412: The Decision of High Priest Yuki Long

The massacre in the gray dwarf tribe is still going on. The fully equipped elite kobolds, led by the fangs, are sweeping all the way. There are rivers of blood wherever they pass. There are no children here. It can be said that the whole people are soldiers, but the two are very compassionate. In order to win the hearts of the people, the commander distributed a large amount of ale, causing most of the gray dwarves to collapse and become livestock to be slaughtered.

"Damn it!" The two commanders walked out of the underground passage and saw the kobolds raising their butcher knives and slaughtering the helpless tribesmen. The blood of the gray dwarves dyed half of the city red.

The two commanders were furious. Well, even though they had no hair due to the curse, their raging anger made them unable to control their actions. The swords in their hands danced horizontally, and several kobolds were cut in half in an instant. They fell to the ground and let out a shrill wail.

"kill!"

There are twenty to thirty thousand gray dwarves, among which the cubs are raised centrally and placed in underground mines to protect them as much as possible. However, the number of these cubs is limited after all, only one or two thousand, and other tribesmen occupy the majority. But now, most of these so-called big heads have been massacred.

"Hey, there are such good players, not bad!" Fang led a group of elite kobolds to rush all the way. There were no enemies in the whole process, which made him a little bored. Suddenly he saw two junior kobolds rushing out from the ground who could instantly kill them. The warrior gray dwarf suddenly became interested.

"Fighting Slash!" This was a trick he learned from the captured humans. It was perfect for bullying the gray dwarves who had no fighting spirit.

Both commanders are masters at the level of half-step great warriors. Unlike half-baked warriors like Elder Kulian, they are real warriors who have fought all the way. Although their opponents only have ordinary beasts and low-level monsters, they do not lack combat experience. .

The two separated left and right, and at the same time they surrounded Tuya in tacit understanding. It was easy to see from Tuya's aura, armor, and demeanor that this guy was the leader of the enemy, maybe even the leader. As long as this leader is killed, the remaining minions will be much easier to handle. They also have the idea of ​​​​capturing the thief first!

Seeing the reaction and speed of the two gray dwarf leaders, Fang's eyes lit up slightly: "You are pretty good at it, but if you want to surround and kill me, you are still a little behind."

Fang is not an idiot, nor is he an arrogant man. He directly commands his two senior warriors and ten final warriors to surround the gray dwarf commander on the left. He kills the gray dwarf commander on the right with his sword. There is a faint mark on the sword. Fighting spirit quietly attached to it.

In terms of speed, Tusya never thought that he could be inferior to gray dwarves. Although his strength was a bit inferior, with the sword blessed with fighting spirit, we were not afraid of head-to-head encounters. I still don’t believe it. You gray dwarves who cannot use fighting spirit can beat me. .

A black figure quietly appeared,

He retreated quietly without taking away any tribesman or killing an enemy. He had only one responsibility: to truthfully report the current situation of the tribe to the high priest.

As both high-level warriors, there was a big difference between those with fighting spirit and those without fighting spirit. The two gray dwarf commanders were immediately at a disadvantage. The nearby kobolds quickly cleared away the gray dwarves in the area and then surrounded them. Fang's orders were still being carried out, and the massacre of the kobolds did not stop. However, two hundred elite warriors were separated to surround the two gray dwarf commanders.

"Little dwarf, you are quite strong. If you want to be my slave, I will spare your life." A sword sliced ​​open the armor of the gray dwarf commander on the opposite side. His fangs licked the blood that splattered at the corner of his mouth, but he felt in his heart. He quite admired this gray dwarf who could make him feel troublesome, and extended the king's kind hand.

However, the gray dwarf leader responded with a mouthful of bloody phlegm, "You bastard, the gray dwarf's anger will turn you and your tribe into ashes."

Angry, sad, and regretful, the gray dwarf commander felt extremely heartbroken for his mistakes. Apart from the flesh and blood of his enemies, nothing could calm him down. If anything, it would be his own life!

"Immediately mobilize the mine guards to reinforce the ground." High Priest Yukilong could no longer keep calm, his face was ashen, and the news brought by his secret guards made his head roar. The kobold army quietly sneaked into the tribe's base camp and started wreaking havoc. Massacre the helpless tribesmen?

The city walls fell and the tribe's warriors were slaughtered.

Most of the tribe was swept away from south to north, and the cruel and merciless massacre continued.

The two commanders were besieged by more than a dozen kobolds who could use fighting spirit, and the situation was precarious.

Countless thoughts were swirling in the mind of High Priest Yu Jilong, but he couldn't come up with a good solution for the moment.

He has rich experience and very good wisdom, but this is mainly reflected in the overall situation and long-term planning. The quick wit to deal with emergencies is not his strong point. Now he can only activate a backup plan to deal with unexpected events. misfortune.

The sudden attack of the kobolds destroyed the backbone of the gray dwarf tribe. Those thousands of warriors were an indispensable and important part of the high priest's plan, and they were also his greatest reliance on gaining a foothold in hell. Hell is a world where the weak eat the strong. High Priest Yukilong has worked hard for hundreds of years and pushed the elders of the tribe into the bottomless abyss in order to advance that time as much as possible and open the passage before the time set by the Lord of Hell. hell.

Before other forces discover themselves, use the hell environment to improve the overall strength of the tribe. Only with strength can you control your own destiny, otherwise the entire tribe will become someone else's slave or cannon fodder. Children are the future, but soldiers are the most important part of my plan. Others are just bonuses, but now...

Who is the enemy?

High Priest Yukiryu didn't believe this was a coincidence. One time might be a coincidence, and two might be a coincidence, but one thing after another happened one after another. This was definitely not a coincidence!

High Priest Yukilong's face changed slightly, and his aura suddenly exploded. His sacrificial robes were rolled up by the strong wind, and his staff was raised high. A faint black light glowed: "Come out, I know you are here."

Xiao Weir, who was hiding in the dark, felt a chill in his heart. This momentum? Why doesn't it feel like it can be radiated by the first level? Could it be that he is already a second level strong man?

This is impossible. Gray dwarves are a cursed race. It is already very difficult to achieve the first level in this world. This second level is simply not too outrageous.

Before Little Well could make a move, a black light suddenly appeared and went straight towards the High Priest Yukilong. It was so fast that Little Well couldn't react. "Wave~" a wave of water appeared, protecting the High Priest. .

The black light fell on it and quickly corroded a big hole. He paused for a second or two and continued to move forward. High Priest Yukilong also took the opportunity to take out a mirror and faced it. The black light fell on it and was immediately bounced out, but the direction changed. A little deviation.

High Priest Yukilong's hands were trembling slightly, and his heart was indescribably shocked. It wasn't that he didn't want to rebound directly to the enemy, but that he couldn't.

"Evil eye? How is it possible?!" The high priest screamed, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his head. He almost fell to the ground. A big eyeball from outside the passage slowly flew in under the protection of the tentacles. , it is precisely the Evil Eye of Warcraft that Little Weir has not been able to find for a long time.

"Second-level monster, evil eye? Evil eye!" The expression on the face of High Priest Yukilong kept changing, from gloomy to fearful, and finally there was a trace of joy and a trace of determination.