While Ke Jin was pregnant with a ghost, Conrad and the low-level dark priests of the Black Fire Cult were also looking at this new lizardman-but what made them somewhat disapproving was that these low-level reptiles seemed to grow. The same face, at least in their opinion, there is no difference in appearance between this lizard and the previous lizard.
Maybe the pattern is different
But Heyukire recognized his subordinates, and he asked, "Ke Jin, you came back earlier than I expected. Why, have you found the target?" No need to use the slurred Cruz language, this lizard. The robber leader is fluent in speaking.
"Yes, boss." Ke Jin replied tremblingly with his head down.
Its attitude did not arouse Heyukil's suspicion, after all, it had always asked its subordinates to be in awe of themselves. It's just that the bandit leader was a little impatient, and he waved his hand and replied: "When did you become so hesitating, Ke Jin. Just say anything, what do you see again?"
"That's it, Boss," the lizardman lieutenant swallowed, and replied somewhat stutteringly: "My people and I were attacked in the south, and we lost some manpower. It seems that those who attacked us were the ones who attacked us. There are fifteen human beings, with two women and a young man leading them. They are very powerful, and we lost before we could react...Four brothers..."
"True South?" Heyukil was taken aback, as if he hadn't heard the loss at all: "Are you sure it is True South."
Ke Jin was stunned. He thought his boss would be furious. But it reacted immediately and nodded hastily.
"What did it say?"
Conard seemed impatient when he heard the two lizards chatting in their native languages there, and when Heyukil raised his voice, he knew something was wrong. He immediately grabbed the lizard's shoulder and asked.
Heyukil opened his hand and cursed, "This time it is due south. This is great, Donald, is your opponent playing hide-and-seek with us?"
"Southeast, due south, southwest." The dark priest was taken aback: "This is too unreasonable. There must be a conspiracy in it."
"There is a conspiracy," the lizardman bandit leader cursed, "The situation is very simple now. The other party has found you. The shit young man you arranged to bite the other party must have been killed by the other party, those humans. Running south! Divided into three ways! They are distracting us. I see this kind of tricks a lot!"
"Impossible!" The dark priest of the Black Fire sect almost didn't jump up: "My divine envoy is going with that guy," he excitedly took out a crystal from his robe with his dry claws: "There is no crystal yet. Broken, it means they don’t have any problems at all now."
"Then your idiot got lost." Heyukil sarcastically said.
"The envoy will get lost? Are you farting, stupid lizard!" Conard interrupted the lizard, then turned around to stop the dark priest who was so excited that he wanted to rush up, and said angrily: "What impulse! From this point of view This lizard is right. The other party has already discovered our attempt. They will definitely not bump into it again. Escape is inevitable, so now we can't wait here any longer."
"Then what are we going to do?" the dark priest asked after a daze.
"Of course it's chasing it out."
"Following that way?" Heyukil asked angrily.
Conard glanced at it coldly, and replied indifferently: "You are really an idiot when you say you are an idiot. Are there only three of us here? Where are your subordinates? Of course, the soldiers are divided into three groups. Are you still Are you afraid that a dozen or so silver-level guards will defeat us all?"
Heyukil suffocated, and it opened its mouth, only to find that it seemed that this damned human was right. "Then when do we start?" It asked, weaker.
"Of course it is immediately!" the dark priest replied.
"No," Conard stopped him: "When you and my people come up, we will leave at night."
"You are too cautious, Conrad, this is not good." The low-ranking priests of the Black Fire Cult obviously have the same concerns. After all, from the return of the lizardman cavalry, the opponent retreated a little too vigilant— But he still murmured something like that. But Heyukil glanced at both of them with prismatic pupils, and reminded: "Don't forget, I will count half the credit for this event in the end."
The two of them glanced at the babbled lizardman, and couldn't help groaning in disgust, saying that we are not as shameless as you. However, the three big men who were arguing on the top obviously didn’t pay attention. The lizardman lieutenant Ke Jin, who had been bowing his head and was not worth mentioning in their eyes, let out a sigh of relief at this moment, saying that the terrible wizard chief this time Is it time to return the soul held to him? What did the other party say? As long as it is not dead when the moon comes out, does it mean that the soul has returned to its body
Ke Jin couldn't help feeling a little nervous, that sly human wizard wouldn't let his words go
It fought a cold war.
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The night fell soon-
Regardless of whether Ke Jin really lost his soul because of the rising of the moon, Conrad, Heyukil and others took action.
A few miles away, from the top of the hill near the silver elf ruins, you can see the torches lit in the ruins below. It was like a sea of fire—in fact, such a scene was not common in the past because of this. It shows that the lizardman robbers entrenched in it seem to have taken a big action-they are gathering. But it is not a simple matter to gather the noisy lizardmen, especially if you have to reorganize more than a thousand guys who even lack the basic concept of left and right. This is an even bigger project.
About an hour or so late, another long line with torches appeared in the west to enter the ruins of Barrogan. The dots of torches quickly gathered together, and the gathered torches seemed to reflect red in the sky in that direction.
At the same moment, four dark shadows stood quietly on the top of the mountain—
"The Black Fire Cultists have also joined together." Brando whispered with fire shining in his eyes.
"There are people from Conrad." Sandford added aside.
Brando nodded.
"You're so sure that they will split up in three ways, sir?" The young man turned around and asked, "What if they join forces all the way? What if they break our trick?"
"There are not so many cases." Brando said in his heart that there would be cases with his own technique of attracting monsters? If it were to face the elite army, especially the army led by the talented commanders of Madara, his little tricks might not work. However, with the qualities of these lizardmen bandits, it is absolutely impossible to guess his intentions. He has a very favorable factor-that is, he knows how much strength the opponent has, but the opponent's understanding of him still stays at the twelve silver-level guards that Reddy verbally described.
Under such conditions, no matter whether it is the lizardman commander or Conrad, the leader of the card mercenary group, they would never expect that Brando’s abacus would actually eat them all—eat it. This big experience. Not to mention speculation, I am afraid that Brando personally told them that he would use more than a dozen silver rank fighters to kill the opponent's band of more than 1,000 people. It is estimated that this young man will only think that this young man has lost his mind.
But Brando stopped for a while and turned around and replied: "Even in the worst case, it's nothing more than their uniting all the way. But that would be much better than when we got here. Remember, they It is the hunter, and we are the prey. In a hunt, it is the prey, not the hunter, that determines the direction."
The young man nodded silently.
The silver elf commander still stood on the side with a cold face and said nothing. His power had been greatly restricted at this distance. To be honest, he could see no more here than Brand.
The last person beside the three of them is Miss Merchant—
Roman's knowledge of the dots of torches under the mountains in the distance is far less intuitive than others. On the contrary, she thinks the light dots are a bit pretty. They gathered together in the dark and caught her eye, like a picture made of flames, making her feel beautiful and abnormal in her heart. But Brando didn't make a special trip to ask her to see the fireworks, because soon the torches began to scatter, and eventually split into three straight lines—
"Lord Lord, you guessed it right!" Sanford's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but said excitedly. But his expression suddenly dimmed again, Brando's confidence and confidence made him think of Macaro involuntarily. If you want to say that in the hearts of the gray wolf mercenaries, there is someone who can always lead them forward, then this person must have been Macaro, but unfortunately, the so-called forever is just wishful thinking.
Compared to the mood swings of young people, Brando was not surprised at all, because the drama to be staged this evening had just begun. He pointed to the following and asked: "Roman, you can see who the leaders below are. What does it look like?"
Sandford and the Silver Elf Commander were taken aback. How could this be possible? It was at least seven or eight miles away from the ruins of the silver elves. From the top of the mountain, the light of the torches was as dim as fireflies, let alone see what the person holding the torch looked like. But immediately they realized that the lady who had been with them was not an ordinary person, because Roman nodded immediately and said, "Of course! Um... The leftmost team of people and horses, the front one seems to be a lizard. Looks like Brando."
"That's Lizardman Commander Heyukil, go on." Brando glanced at Roman, knowing the abilities of the merchant eldest. Last time in Ridenburg, she could see the Madara army a few miles away in the night with almost no stars. Now it was moonlight and the brilliance of torches. It’s not too easy to see the other side's appearance. .
"Then the middle team is led by humans. It's a young man wearing leather armor... It seems that there is a strange thing following him." Roman described the thing carefully, Brando said immediately: "Conrad and Divine Envoy of the Earth, strange, they are together. Then who will lead the third team? Little Roman?"
Miss Merchant nodded, her eyes fell on the third team, and then she described what she had seen.
"Wearing a robe? Black, with several red edges?"
"I can't see this clearly, Brando."
Brando pondered for a moment: "It's a dark priest of the Black Fire Cult. I didn't expect that there is such a guy. It seems that this guy is cursing Qian, but I don't know how high the rank is, but according to Reddy's The guy's statement must not exceed the intermediate level."
"My lord, do you still keep the original plan unchanged?" Sandford asked.
This is a problem.
Brando's original plan was to kill the Earth Envoy first, but now that the Earth Envoy and Conard are together, it is a hard fight to meet them. Of course, fighting hard is the second thing. He is afraid that he will not be able to keep the opponent. If he makes the opponent retreat, it will be troublesome. You must know that this is not impossible-the gods are at least level 50 BOSS, equivalent to ordinary monsters around level 65, which means that they are also civilized and are five higher than the silver elf guards under their heyday. class. Coupled with a gold-level strength Conrad on the sidelines, it is really not easy to keep them.
The so-called Yinguai can only work once at most, and the opponent is not an idiot who will fall repeatedly in a pit. Therefore, he must get the maximum benefit this time it works.
Brando touched his chin, a bit distressed for a while. What should he do, killing a lizardman or a dark priest seems a little irrelevant
But wait, dark priest
He immediately thought of another question-I'll go! That's a dark priest, what is a dark priest? Isn't that the elemental messenger of the dark system? Brando almost gave his forehead for a while, he felt that he was really an idiot, and he didn't even react for a while-exploding the dark priest, then the dark element crystals don't need to be too many. Indeed, the dark priest of the Black Fire Cult has been called the "poor ghost" by players in the past games, because it is possible that he will not drop anything except the Dark Elemental Crystal when he dies. Brando was swayed by inertial thinking for a while, so he forgot that dark elemental crystal was what he needed at this time
As soon as he figured this out, the young man felt that his mind was suddenly broadened. Once the dark priest was killed, the blood of the god in Qian would be temporarily suppressed because he lost control. will
Therefore, he immediately clapped his hands and replied, "No, now let's use the dark priest to perform the operation."
Everyone was taken aback, not understanding why the young lord's plan changed even if it changed.
But Brando patted himself sitting down on the head of the hunting dragon, causing the beast to turn around. At the same time, he smiled awkwardly: "Sometimes there will be some temporary changes in the plan. This is normal. Don't worry, this will not affect anything. In short, let's go back to the ambush first. I don't plan to be here. Fight them."
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