Chapter 72 Silent Confrontation

Black Hand raised his right hand.

It stared at the quiet camp not far away, its eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a trace of uncertainty in its eyes. Although from a distance, the camp looked calm and peaceful, no different from when they left - there were even ogres staying at the camp gate waving their arms at them, cheering for their return.

But for some reason, Black Hand always felt a little frightened when he looked at the cheering guy, so that the four tumors on the back of his head began to throb one after another.

This is not a good sign.

As an ogre, you don't have to trust the friends you grew up with, you don't have to believe the vague prophecies of the shaman elders, you don't even have to believe your own eyes, but you must trust your innate intuition.

Because your eyes can deceive you, your partners can betray you, and the prophecies of shamans can blind you. Only intuition can guide you consistently.

The ordinary ogre warriors following the two-headed ogre stopped one after another and looked at the leader's back with awe and uneasiness in their eyes. The gray light from the sky fell on the big black hand of the black hand, shining with an obsidian-like luster, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.

Black Hand was not originally called this name - in fact, it had forgotten what it was called before - ever since he came to this world and his new mind was completely clear, he gave himself this name in order to distinguish himself from those who had no idea in the tribe. Draw the line at stupid names.

Thinking of those idiots, Blackhand frowned and turned back.

The ogres stood in a loose formation, which was in sharp contrast to the cold, sharp, and precise battle formation in Black Hand's vague impression. It has worked very hard, but whether it is due to the influence of this world, it is always difficult for the ogres of this tribe to restrain their instinctive impulses.

Noticing the cold gaze of the leader, all the rustling sounds in the team immediately disappeared. Ogres who lack this awareness have already become everyone's dinner.

Black Hand looked back, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his heart.

To be able to train this ragtag group of people to this point in less than a week is already the ultimate under the dual influence of death and worship. Although it is not a prohibition, he can't ask for more.

He randomly named two of his men standing at the end of the team and motioned them to go back to the camp to explore the way. The two silly big men handed the wild boar on their shoulders to their companions, patted their chests vigorously, then dragged the thick wooden sticks, dragged heavy steps, panted heavily, and shouted loudly, heading not far away. ran to the ogre camp.

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"That guy is more cunning than we thought!"

Zheng Qing stared at the two figures approaching gradually and frowned slightly: "We actually sent two ogres to explore the way... There is no problem with our illusion array!"

He turned to look at Jiang Yu who was carefully adjusting the array.

Before the witch could speak, Li Meng, who was standing beside her, took an aggressive step forward. His short fingers almost poked Zheng Qing's nostrils: "Are you doubting our professionalism? Huh?"

Zheng Qing tilted his head back slightly and glanced at the little witch who was still holding the one-eyed crow. He didn't feel any professionalism from her at all.

"should be no problem."

Jiang Yu raised his head, pulled Li Meng, and then smiled at Zheng Qing: "Ordinary ogres are very slow to perceive magic power, not much better than a magician... and the effect of those glorious skulls is better than I expected. Much better.”

"It doesn't matter if something goes wrong." Zhang Jixin tugged on the gloves on his hands, then squatted down and began to tie the armor and horse charms on his legs: "The first principle of hunting is to never expect the prey to fall into the trap on its own. "

"Which first principle is this?" Fatty Xin complained.

"All principles are first principles." The red-faced wizard replied seriously: "Any advice summarized by our predecessors on the hunting ground is worthy of our meticulous compliance."

This conversation made the young wizards who were lying in wait feel a little relieved.

Zheng Qing raised Zhang Jixin's single-tube brass telescope and looked at the two-headed ogre standing in the distance. He suddenly remembered the scene when he experienced the black tide attack in Beta Town last semester.

Then he thought of those majestic centaurs and an interesting topic they talked about at that time, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

"Do you think the two-headed ogre has two spines?"

The young public-funded student stared at the prey in the distance for a long time, then suddenly tilted his head and asked his companions in a low voice: "Wouldn't that be very unstable? It would be difficult to use two arms!"

This question caused several other young wizards in the Forgiveness Hunting Team to look sideways. Even Xiao Xiao, who was holding the crystal ball and chanting something, got stuck for a moment, making the picture on the crystal ball blurry.

Classmate Li Meng held her chest with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, thoughtfully: "I haven't thought about this problem...but I know that Su Ya straightened the bones of those two-tailed squirrels in the school, and the ends of their spines were divided. The two-headed ogre's spine should be divided at a certain section like a big tree. "

The one-eyed crow that had been squatting at the little witch's feet had its neck curled up, as if it was asleep. But when he suddenly heard the topic discussed by the young wizards, he suddenly woke up, tilted his head and looked at the young public-funded student, as if wondering what was going on in his mind at such a tense moment.

"The body structure of the two-headed ogre is quite complex. It is divided into different families and genera according to different evolutionary paths. It will be difficult to explain for a while."

Xiao Xiao lived up to the title of Great Doctor and ended the question in a few words: "...If you are really curious, you can dissect the ogre and take a closer look after catching it."

This is indeed a good idea.

Including Zheng Qing, the attention of several other companions turned to the two-headed ogre lingering in the distance. Their eyes wandered, and they were already thinking about where it would be easier for the scalpel to start.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise outside the camp gate.

That was the sound of the ogres exploring the path on both sides battling the air. They beat their chests, greeted the non-existent sentry at the camp gate, boasted about the morning's hunting process, and showed off their harvest. Everything seemed so normal.

Several young wizards in the Exoneration Hunting Team were relieved - including Zhang Jixin - to be able to ambush these ogres more easily. No one was willing to chase them for dozens or even hundreds of miles in the wilderness.

Then two ogres walked into the camp carelessly.

Close to the main tent.

A small snake head suddenly appeared in Zheng Qing's ears and eyes, spitting out a message, and looked at the two ogres. Almost at the same time, the young public-funded student suddenly felt a feeling of panic.