Holding the essence of the race in his mouth, Lotkar returned to where Bai Jin and the others were staying.
After resting for a while, Lotkar carefully handed the silver-white racial essence to Bai Jin for safekeeping, and asked Bai Jin to untie half of the ice for Chi Sheng and Duo Long, letting them shout for help.
The Silver Fangs have excellent senses of smell and hearing. Even if they are not liberated, they can quickly find Lothkar by following his scent.
But if Chi Sheng and Duo Long were released, their voices would immediately spread throughout the forest, allowing the other members of the Silver Fang tribe to avoid detours and immediately find Lothkar's approximate location.
The plan has already begun. Lotkar doesn't know Yang Yu's situation, but he believes that based on the plant tribe's style of doing things, they will most likely let Yang Yu participate in the plant tribe's autumn festival, and make a decision based on Yang Yu's performance at the autumn festival.
The plant tribe’s autumn festival began in the morning. Lotkar had to race against time. The earlier he left the village, the earlier he could reach the plant tribe’s village and deliver the essence of the race to Yang Yu, increasing Yang Yu’s chances of winning.
The Plant Tribe’s autumn festival says that only young people can participate, but the Plant Tribe’s definition of young people is very broad.
In the plant family, as long as you are under 50 years old and in good health, you can be called a young person. Who knows what kind of monsters will pop up.
If the lower species of the plant family can successfully evolve into a higher species with a lifespan of several hundred years, fifty years old can indeed be considered young.
Yang Yu’s offensive ability has always been weak. Even though he has learned two attack skills, he is still weak. It is extremely difficult for him to win in this one-on-one duel.
Lotkar didn't know whether the racial essence of their clan could become the key to Yang Yu's victory, but as long as it was used, it should be able to reduce the burden on Yang Yu and make him more at ease.
Quickly passing through the forest where the tribe lived, Lotkar followed the shortest path straight to the territory of the plant tribe.
Little did they know that there were a large number of dark shadows lurking under the moonlight, watching their every move from afar and transmitting the images to the magic peephole made by Tujing.
Like a bat hanging upside down on a tree, Tujing suddenly opened his eyes and his head turned ninety degrees to the right as if it was dislocated.
"Here it comes, finally."
The terrifying "chuckle" sound echoed in the forest, startling a flock of birds.
As early as two days ago, Tujing and his men arrived at the forest near the Silver Fang Clan and ambushed on the road that the Silver Fang Clan had to take to reach the Plant Clan.
Tujing and his companions originally thought that they had arrived late enough, and had even made plans to stop Yang Yu and his companions who were returning to the Silver Fang Clan from the Plant Clan. However, Lotkar and his companions did not set out for the territory of the Plant Clan until this time.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The man who was their backbone was not in the team. Although Kenro had been telling Tujing to be careful of that man, Tujing didn't take it seriously at all.
In his opinion, Kenro's failure was entirely due to the fact that Gordon of the Red Blood Rose was angered for some unknown reason.
Without Gordon's intervention, Ken Luo would have completed the task assigned to him by the organization long ago, and there would be no need for him to make another trip in person.
Not long after the secret rejoicing, Tujing's skinny Nutcracker's face turned gloomy. In the peephole, a group of silver-haired orcs were chasing Lothkar relentlessly and rushing towards the plant tribe's territory together.
Although there is no intersection between Lotkar's people and the Curse Sect, the Silver Fang Clan is one of the important pawns of the middleman.
If the Silver Fang Clan were to be slaughtered at will, it might cause disgust among the middlemen, and they would go their separate ways.
In order to fully awaken the demons and allow more demons to descend upon the world, the power of a middleman is essential, even if he himself hates demons.
But as long as the middleman also wants to continue the war, there is still room for cooperation between them, and now is not the time to break off relations with him.
Thanks to the middleman, the number of new believers in the Curse Sect is steadily increasing, and the negative energy is also endless, which can become the perfect food for the devil.
“It’s really difficult.”
Turning his head, Tu Jing did not show any anxiety on his face. On the contrary, he laughed like a lunatic and inserted his slender fingers into his messy hair and scratched it vigorously.
"I don't know if they noticed our presence or if they were simply disliked by the tribe.
Chuck.
It doesn't matter which one it is.
It doesn’t matter. The strength I have is more than enough.
As long as we get that thing and don't interfere with the progress here, there won't be any problem.
Go ahead, run away, little dog.
We have already tracked you down. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will never be able to escape from my grasp.
All it takes is patient preparation.”
Just as Tujing was as happy as a baboon who had eaten fruit, a dark shadow crawled out from behind Tujing and stood on the shoulders of the upside-down Tujing.
From the shadow came Kaibu's voice without any warmth.
"Tu Jing, you don't have to follow my previous advice and show mercy. It doesn't matter if a few people die. No, it's better if a few people die!"
“Cluck, cluck, cluck!”
Tu Jing let out a shrill laugh, which suddenly stopped. His eyes were wide open, empty and soulless, and he asked coldly:
“Are you teaching me how to do things?”
Kaibu, who was on the other side of the shadow, felt his heart tighten.
“I’ve said before that I will know my limits and I will know my limits.
During the previous few contacts, you said that we should try not to start a war in the village. I agreed because we didn't want to start a war in the village either.
You don't think that we didn't set the battlefield in the village because of your earnest pleading, do you
No way, no way? You don't really think it's your credit that the war didn't start in your village
Hahahaha, I didn't say it at that time, I just wanted to see your expression as if you were saved.
If we really wanted to make up our minds to exterminate your clan, do you think you would still be able to speak calmly like you do now
”
After laughing, Tujing's eyes rolled around and he grabbed the black shadow. The black shadow in Kaibu's hand simultaneously turned into a black snake, crawled up Kaibu's palm to his neck, and strangled Kaibu's throat.
Tujing was not beside Kaibu, but it seemed as if he was really whispering in Kaibu's ear.
"Remember your identity. You are not qualified to treat us like this. We have our own things to do and you can't tell us what to do.
All you have to do is obey us, sit on the throne of the patriarch, and willingly give us everything.
That way, we won't do anything to you or your people."
The shadow that had clamped Kaibu suddenly disappeared, but Tujing's laughter still echoed in the room for a long time. Kaibu knelt on his knees and coughed violently a few times before he was freed from the feeling of suffocation and slowly got up from the ground.
Anger climbed onto Kaibu's ferocious face, destroying his originally handsome features. He kicked the piled up documents and tore the furniture around him to pieces with his sharp claws, venting his anger in all directions.
“Lotkar!
Lot! Karl!
If it weren't for you, how could I be treated like this!
If you escape death and dare to come back alive, I will tear you into pieces with my own hands!"
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day to everyone!! ヽ(°▽°)ノ
(End of this chapter)