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Green's Skull Tribe is only one of the lowest tribes among the thousands of tribes that serve the Soul-Eating Balrog. [△网WwW.]
According to these pigeons, there are more than a dozen evil gods, large and small, in the entire Evil God Paradise. It is the strongest world among the dozens of nearby worlds. Outside the vast area controlled by the soul-devouring flame demon, it is close to the evil-skinned ghosts, The three evil gods are the one-eyed troll king and the sun god Amkes.
"Under the long-term coverage of Skynet, the power of the world will be gradually destroyed by a kind of waste pollution, and the ability to birth the guardian of the world will be lost. This is even more extinct than the wizard's will."
After Green rolled up the precious sheepskin map in his hand, with a thought, Xiaoba appeared on his shoulder, with a slumped face and a sinister expression: "What are you doing!?"
This guy is still angry about what happened a few days ago.
"Okay, okay, this is my new palace, let's play with it."
After coaxing this guy for a while, the other side flower elf behind him saw Xiaoba, and his bright eyes twitched as he looked very fond of this lively and gorgeous little creature.
Xiao Ba glanced at this artistic palace with drooping eyes, and hummed: "Humph, don't think that Master Ba will forget what happened two days ago!"
Then Xiaoba glanced at the flower elf on the other side: "Who is this?"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a knock on the door, and Green signaled seven tribal elders to come in. They all had power levels between one and two, and their appearance was dignified. They were very different from the ordinary dirty and messy people. After seeing the tattoo on Green's shoulder, they all came in. Xiaoba and the other side flower elf who opened the shackles behind him and respectfully served Green were stunned for a moment.
Green sat lazily on the stone chair, crossed his legs, tapped the flower elf behind him with his thumb with sharp black nails, and said matter-of-factly: "I want this elf."
Wow!
At this moment, the elders of Pige Ao were absolutely furious, and their expressions changed drastically.
"Chief, this is absolutely not allowed. These tributes have long been hand-picked and recorded by the Flame Demon Server. This elf is worth half of the tribe's tribute. I don't agree."
"If you want to eat it, you can change the taste temporarily. As long as the Full Moon Gate follows Lord Soul-Eating Balrog to the other side of the flower world and plunders it, such an elf can eat as much as he wants."
"If you need young and beautiful girls to serve you, we can forcibly recruit them from the tribe. There is no need to waste energy on these lowly and dirty foreign elves..."
"You bastard, I'm going to challenge you!"
Bang!
The challenging elder was knocked out of the hall with a stick. The wail of broken thigh bones spread throughout the tribe, and Green pulled him behind him. Pulling the exclaimed Bianhua Elf down on top of him, the fair-skinned and tall elf immediately sat in the arms of the pigeon transformed by Green, allowing Green to play with him as he pleased.
"I just like this elf, how about it!?"
Xiaoba suddenly became energetic. He narrowed his little eyes and smiled evilly. He didn't know what was going on in his mind.
Several Pigao elders looked at each other, but in the end no one spoke. After discussing with Green for a while how to replace the other side flower elf with other wealth of the tribe as an offering, they all left with absurd expressions on their faces.
When there was no one in the room, the flower elf quickly escaped from Green's arms. Her cheeks were flushed, she was covering her breasts with both hands, her breath was unsteady, and she glared at Xiaoba angrily. After a while, she managed to control her strange emotions.
"Wow, come, come, come, come, let me, Master Ba, have fun for a while."
Green glared at Xiaoba: "I'll tell Ye Ye if there's trouble, haha. [△网WwW.]"
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One month later.
As the chief of the Skull Tribe, Green led the long line of Pigao worshipers behind him towards Blackstone Mountain.
Snap, snap. Snap, the whip struck the thick leather of the iron cow, driving these bulky, lazy but powerful monsters to pull the wooden cart and worship together with many other tribal chiefs of the soul-devouring flame demon Mixia. The line could not reach the end as far as the eye could see.
"Idiots, hurry up. Tribes that fail to make enough offerings to Lord Soul-Eating Balrog within the specified time will lose the right to enter the Full Moon Gate this time."
A dark shadow flew across the sky.
Green, who was being served respectfully by the Bianhua elf on the wooden carriage, holding his shoulders, raised his head and glanced up.
This shadow is a huge flame more than ten meters long. Formless and stateless, there was a layer of negative energy after the burning of the resentful soul lingering in all directions. It flashed from a hundred meters above the head of the convoy, a very rare form of fire elemental life.
"Quack, quack, it seems that this should be the tribe of the soul-eating flame demon, and it is also its original form."
Xiao Ba was already familiar with this rare elemental life form. The ancient wizards had unintentionally exterminated many of these rare forms of life during their long-term campaigns.
Green shook the blood in the experimental beaker in his hand and said to the flower spirit behind him: "It's really unfortunate. It seems that this biological group is quite immune to the poison element in your body. Even if you are swallowed by that beast, If the Balrog eats it, it will be impossible to delay the Full Moon Gate."
…
On the top of the Black Rock Mountain, endless black smoke rises from the crater, blocking the sunlight in the sky, which is quite similar to the time of Amunro.
It is these black smoke that are affecting the crescent moon in the Evil God Paradise.
On both sides of the majestic tall palace, guarded by more than a dozen third-level Balrogs, the leaders of the Pigeon tribe marched with their heads down, entering the hall composed of countless bones and resentful souls, wailing "wuwuwuwu" resounded throughout the hall.
There is an altar standing on the high seat of the hall, and on it stands a level three peak Balrog. The black clouds and smoke surrounding its body are connected with the aura of the entire hall. It is very scary. He laughs "Hahahaha" and supervises one car after another. The car's energy crystal was pushed into the black stone crater.
Bustling and bustling, thousands of Pigelao leaders gathered in the main hall. Each Pigelao leader had tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions of followers, and the lowest was as high as the leader Green pretended to be. There are many third-level creatures.
Eat big mouthfuls of meat, drink big bowls of wine, make a lot of noise, and be very messy.
"Why don't you eat?"
Xiao Ba, who was enjoying the roasted meat in a huge tray on the table, raised his head, glanced at the pale-faced Bianhua Elf, and asked.
"Would you eat your own kind?"
The Bianhua Elf clenched her teeth tightly.
Green was sitting indifferently, observing the skeleton palace curiously. Suddenly, an eyeball "Gululu" rolled over at his feet, and then a third-level Pidgeot holding a machete next to him smiled ferociously at Green: "Give me your attendant to play with."
Green, who was observing this strange palace in detail, lowered his head, glanced at the eyes at his feet, and then looked at the third-level Pidgeot who was grinning at him. He smiled coldly and stretched out his palm.
A repulsive wave.
Bang!
This third-level Pige Ao flew hundreds of meters backwards in disbelief, and landed at the feet of this third-level peak Balrog on the altar on the high platform of the main hall. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit w reading for a better reading experience.