Chapter 483 Egon (1)

Luke Bach was lurking in the snow. As an Enruk, he was not used to the humid and cold climate of the Eastern Mountains, but at this moment, he had to force himself to be quiet.

The army of the sea tribe is outside, and the invisibility spell may be able to fool their eyes, but it may not be able to deceive their ears. Moreover, Luke knows very well that these sea tribes raise a dog with a keen sense of smell. , he will be finished in no time.

He watched the sea clan's army walk away amidst the roar, and then he let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly let his tense body relax in the snow. The back pain and numbness of his hands and feet caused by maintaining one posture for a long time made him Still couldn't help moaning.

How could this be?

Looking back, Luke Bach still felt that the fall of Mien a few days earlier had been a complete tragedy.

For several epochs, the Sea Clan has never shown such strong fighting power as they are now. After clearing the coastal areas, they are in full swing and marching all the way to the Pearl of Veloster. After being easily defeated by the Sea Clan, they violently cleansed the rebellious tribes, and the bloody methods were even better than the previous rumors about the Golden City.

However, they seem to be looking for something...

Feeling that his body had recovered a lot, Luke slowly backed up a little, nestled in a small puddle, observed vigilantly for a while, held his left arm with his right hand, endured the pain, and bit by bit a black The bone spur was pulled out from the forearm, and then thrust into the ground.

His forearm bled profusely and melted into the muddy snow water. Soon, the puddle formed a small whirlpool, and the mud at the bottom writhed, gradually forming a crude spell.

The next day, it was time for the covenant.

Luke found himself glowing with a red light, which appeared from his left arm and spread to his whole body.

"All the sea people should die." Luke showed an expression of excitement and awareness on his face, holding a dagger in his hand. He raised his head and saw flames erupting from the army in the distance.

He started to run in the opposite direction. On the way, he saw companions emerging from the snow and water. They did not communicate with each other and ran silently. The speed far exceeded the limit that Veloster humans could achieve.

"The war has been going on for two years. These Sea Clans have pulled the battle line from the Dead Sea to the west of the Olgebe Mountains. No matter how powerful they are, the Sea Clan's supply system cannot withstand such pressure."

"Efforts to avoid their armies, attacking the supply lines in the rear,

Constant consumption, these sea people are untenable in Veloster! We will surely win the final victory. "

Some time ago, Golden City made these remarks after inviting many tribal leaders, which also represented Golden City's official war on the foreign Sea Clan.

...

The Black Wing troops quickly discovered the anomalies of the war. The troops suffered several high-intensity attacks, a large number of supply troops were killed, traces of enemy activities appeared in the rear, and even the stronghold lost contact.

As the commander of the troops, Garen attached great importance to it. After analyzing the information obtained from the intelligence, he determined that this was an organized strategic plan, and this time the enemy showed supernatural power.

If you want to capture the well-trained and well-defended Blackwing stronghold, this is not something that dozens or hundreds of Veloster natives can do.

The barracks was on emergency alert. The Black Wing army was superior in quality and had rich experience in dealing with supernatural forces. After all, in Elradia, the Black Wing clan themselves belonged to the category of supernatural monsters. Garen quickly came up with various ways to deal with such monsters. The plan of strength quickly stabilized the position.

"It's the hunting troop of the Golden City." That night, Otomo took the latest investigation information and said to Garen who was entrenched in the open air with a serious face: "Your Highness, the Golden City has joined the war. According to the natives who are loyal to us, this This army is the god-blessing force of the Golden City to fight against the powerful alien organization."

"It's just that I understand the rules of Veloster and know how to use some supernatural power. God bless the troops, heh..." Garen bared his teeth and pulled a sarcastic smile: "If this continent can cast magic, then we are gods." .”

Although his attitude was full of contempt, Garen was quite cautious in the specific combat deployment. He asked, "How strong are these guys?"

"According to the natives, out of every hundred Velosters there will be one warrior who can receive the blessing of the gods, and according to our investigation, their strength is no less than that of an adult dog devil, and their combat effectiveness may be as good as that of an adult dog demon." Stronger," Commander Otomo said.

"Contact the island base, increase the strength of the supply troops, and deploy additional defenses to the stronghold." Garen thought for a while and made a decision: "Let's continue to advance."

"The stronger the resistance of these natives, the more they want to stop us, the more fearful they are." Gallon continued: "The small-scale victory or defeat has little effect on the overall trend of the war, and on the front, no matter how hard these natives work , it is impossible to stop the torrent of steel—unless the tank has no energy."

Garen had full trust in the steel troops of the Black Wing Empire, and if he could push flatly, he must push flatly, but at this moment, the troglodyte in black armor rushed directly in front of him, and couldn't wait to announce the salute: " Your Royal Highness, something has happened!"

"What?" Commander Ultomo stood up abruptly.

The troglodyte was sweating profusely, and said in a hoarse voice: "Curse! There are tribes from the orc tribe and the goblin tribe who have been cursed, unconscious, and trembling all over. The ability to disperse."

Otomo took a step back in shock and shuddered: "Is it a curse, or a poison, or a disease?"

The war lizard man squirmed his lips, but did not speak.

Originally, Elradia didn't have the concept of plague, but now that the Black Wing Empire has popularized it, some humans have gradually absorbed this knowledge, but the monsters with low IQs like the Lizardmen don't know the difference between the three, just Describe the situation truthfully.

"Don't panic." Garen remained expressionless, and didn't even get up: "Bring a case in and let me have a look."

Soon, a "cursed" goblin was brought in, along with several spellcasters, priests, and a new profession that appeared in the North - witch doctor.

"What do you find, what do you say?" Garen looked down at the goblin with a painful expression and twitching all over his body.

"According to our judgment..." said the witch doctor, "it should be some kind of undiscovered poison."

"Where did the poison come from?" Garen asked. In Elradia, poisoning troops is a very bad way, because they can be easily cured and dispelled by spellcasters and priests, but it is indeed feasible in Veloster. And Gallon has also considered this point, and has taken precautions. It is absolutely impossible for the recruited native tribe to come into contact with the food of the Black Wing Clan. The possibility of the empire's own people being poisoned is too low.

"In the food." The witch doctor said, "Several logistics troops came back with supplies after being attacked by the natives, but there are problems with the food and water inside."

"Poisoning in battle, can the natives do this?"

"The natives lurking behind us can use a supernatural power called "blood curse" to assist." Otomo explained.

"Because of the shortage of food, the army did not take precautions to inspect the supplies that could be safely sent back. Those who were poisoned were all ethnic groups who ate a lot of food today. Now more than 20 of them have died, all of them are goblins." side report.

"How many ethnic groups are poisoned?" Garen asked.

"About 4,000, mainly goblins and humans, and some orcs. Barghests and flying dragons just appear to be unwell." The lizard man replied.

"Transfer the poisoned ethnic group, and the witch doctors are going to study the detoxification plan. War Lizard, help me wake up Her Highness Blackia." Garen said, "Notify the camps and let the troops prepare for battle."

"Your Highness?" Seeing the waiter's black shirt leave quickly, Otomo asked in confusion: "There is no warning from our sentry post."

"Since poisoning has been thought of, do you think the enemy has any further plans?" Garen looked at him with forest eyes, "Don't underestimate your opponent, the low level of civilization in Veloster does not mean that they are intelligent. low."