Chapter 187 The Betrayer's Feast

It was already night, and heavy snow covered the entire area, making this frozen soil even more unbearable.

Heavy snow covered the world, even without the cover of the night, the eyes were still wide open, and the field of vision could only reach a few meters in front of the eyes at most.

No matter how powerful a fighter is, he can't do anything when he can't see it, and this is not the most deadly negative factor on this battlefield.

"It's so cold! How many people can survive this night."

Even in the eyes of the clansmen, the bear chieftain Lund, who is as tough as an iceberg, is not an emotionless iron man, and it is cold enough for the snowy weather in the north to fall sharply after more than ten degrees at night, and the mist he breathes can freeze in an instant. freeze.

Even if the orcs who can go to the battlefield are generally strong and strong, they are not iron men. They still need to pay attention to cold protection during fierce battles. In the dark, they need to find the command of horns and battle flags, and fight the most unacceptable street fighting in the chaos. Maybe he took the assassin with the knife as his ally, but the head he chopped off with a single ax was his relative or friend

In this case, according to the unspoken rules of the Northern War, both sides should cease their troops and cease fighting temporarily, so as to avoid the most unacceptable tragic ending of winning the war but no one celebrates.

But now time is life. For every moment of hesitation, countless lives are lost. Not to mention the truce of both sides, at this time, everyone can't wait to put all their strength on it. Only by completely crushing the opponent can more people survive.

Lund could imagine that an orc warrior finally defeated his opponent, but the blood on the window had already turned into bloody thin ice, and the massive blood loss took away a lot of physical strength. Walking slower and slower, he finally froze to death beside his opponent's body.

Looking at the dark harbor alley in front of me. Just like an abyssal beast with a big mouth. Grinning and waiting for the food to arrive.

Lund shuddered inexplicably. He had an ominous premonition that he might not see the morning sun tomorrow.

This is not unfounded worry, Lund's keen sixth sense has accompanied him through countless life and death difficulties, but this time, he has no intention of listening to his intuition.

"Don't let the other tribes underestimate our Claw tribe, all of them are on top! We must not fall behind. The honor of capturing this city and completely destroying the northern humans must belong to us!"

"The God of War is protecting us! His Hall of Valor will leave seats for our warriors. If we are destined to die here, let us see you at the banquet in the Hall of Valor!"

An impossible tribute was spoken, but his warriors heeded his call.

Silently taking a sip of strong wine to drive away the cold, they stepped into the dark battlefield with firm eyes, into the huge mouth of the abyss where there was no return.

There is no hesitation, no timidity, no sanctity in this war without benevolence. There is no evil, all are fighting for their race. Fight to have more space to live, to fight so that your race and your family will not survive this brutal jihad.

The city wall has lost its meaning. Every moment, every place, there are soldiers bleeding and fighting. Human life becomes very worthless at this moment. They are all mortals, even if they are gold-ranked war commanders. Well, maybe a shovel suddenly protruding from a small bungalow can kill you.

"The Kathrow Tribe lost contact. Twenty minutes ago, Master Kagma also lost contact. The Sky Knights are asking for a fight. This is their blood book!"

"Lord Longde asked for reinforcements. The two alliances under his command have lost contact. He has encountered obstacles. Many soldiers are missing. To complete the encirclement, more soldiers are needed."

"The Wolf King marched smoothly and has reached the predetermined area, but the soldiers under his command have been damaged by more than 40%, and he still refuses to retreat."

Hearing the sad news, the corners of Amon's eyes were twitching. The tenacity of human beings far exceeded expectations, and the damn heavy snow plunged the battlefield into the cruelest meat grinder.

"Tell those empty knights, don't make trouble for me at this time. Now they don't know how they will fall in the air. Even if they die, they must die for me. Reinforcements? Let the newly formed tribe give me the top "

The herald hesitated for a moment, the questioning words had already reached his lips, but he finally swallowed them.

A newly formed tribe? It is the composition of the remaining tribes that lost most of their tribes in the war, a group of remnants and defeated generals with everyone wounded. They lost their chiefs, tribe names and totems, so they came together.

Perhaps, they are not strong enough, but they are the seeds of the future, and when the seeds are also to be fed, it also shows the embarrassment of the orcs from one side.

But the military order is like a mountain, and there is no room for a moment of hesitation in this time period. Everyone knows the path of the brave who meets on a narrow road. Whoever can grit his teeth and persist until the end will be the new owner of this land. Now is the time to compete for perseverance and sacrifice.

The loss of the orcs is so great, and for humans, this battle is even more difficult to fight.

Melee without rules is a comprehensive assessment of individual strength. The loss of human defenders who have lost their defensive advantages in fortifications has skyrocketed, one to two, one to three, and even a ratio of one to ten local war casualties.

"We have long been unable to retreat, and there will be unarmed people behind us! Losing Hongfeng City is no different from losing the entire Northland. We will become sinners of the entire human society. Our ancestors have already done so. Disgrace."

There is even more reason for human beings to be unable to back down. There is no room for backing down in this guardian battle. They are fighting to protect their homeland!

The snow will stop eventually, and the sky will eventually light up. At that time, I don’t know how many people can survive, and if there are more people who survive, they will naturally be the winners.

But this night was not so easy to spend, the nightmare in the shadows was about to move.

"Ahhh!"

In the alley, an orc soldier disappeared without a trace after leaving only one exclamation.

On the other side, the same fate happened to his companions, and they were also dragged into hell by the black hand that suddenly stretched out from the ground.

"Ahhh!"

"Shamans. Destroy this city for me!"

When the subordinates disappeared one by one. Lund finally couldn't sit still. Under his orders, the elemental shamans no longer cherished their limited magic power. After communicating with the elements, thunderstorms and earthquake waves were summoned, and the houses in the entire city were razed to the ground.

And the man behind the disappearance of the orc soldiers was naturally exposed.

"flower?"

What was in front of him was a flower that was regarded as a rare luxury in the Northland. Londe took the opportunity to study and investigate in the South. The familiar branches and colorful petals are exactly the same as in memory, but

"This is too huge!"

Yes, there is a garden in front of you, but the flowers in the garden are a bit weird, offensive spells that can destroy houses have no effect on them, but among those flowers, there are more and more vigorous sunflowers, They are as tall as two people. The seemingly ordinary flower garden on the ground is actually three times the height of ordinary flowers.

A beautiful scene of bright flowers, red grass and greenery. Longde, who had experienced many battles, gasped. The strong sense of incongruity made him instinctively feel threatened, and the sense of crisis like needles on his back made him instinctively want to run away.

"Ah, isn't that the missing cartel, the flowers are eating him!"

Suddenly, those flowers collectively turned around, and it turned out that there were big mouths growing on the flowers, and the flower fertilizer that was bitten and chewed was the missing colleagues.

A lot of petals only have a big mouth full of canine teeth. Although there are no eyes, everyone knows that they have locked themselves, which is the instinct of the prey when encountering natural enemies.

"I'm dead!"

The scene that was too weird made people feel cold, and Lund immediately issued an order.

But at the next moment, the screams and wailing of colleagues sounded around him. The wooden vines on the ground turned into coiled snakes, and the orcs were hoisted up at once. hunting.

"Strike hard!"

The roaring bear king slammed the ground vigorously, his arms that were strong enough to break the boulder slammed on the ground, the violent wind began to tear the wooden vines, the shock wave spread instantly, and the profound meaning of the holy rank instantly destroyed everything in front of him, and when Everything is coming to an end, but what is in front of my eyes is only the wailing and temporary screams of my colleagues.

"It's okay. Come on, this place is too evil, let's leave quickly."

When he was kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath, he found the despair on the faces of his fellow clansmen, and when he turned his head, he finally knew what had been wrong all along.

The hill not far away is slowly closing, but the place where I stand is sunken, and looking carefully, what kind of hill is there, it is obviously a terrible bloody mouth!

"We've been dangling from this monster's mouth?"

The last exclamation was meaningless, it was already dark, the huge man-eating flower king finally closed his mouth, and with a crisp sound, the bear king Lund, who was only one step away from the orc king, died prematurely.

"Seven Virtues of Modesty, however, perhaps another name for him—the blood-stained cannibal flower field is more appropriate."

Now that the worst result has been encountered and the scheduled time has come, the black cat that is destined to bring misfortune also wakes up from its deep sleep.

"Heh, what a group of lovely children. Even if it takes some time to unfold, it is thanks to their blood irrigation. Without so much irrigation with flowers and fertilizers, they will definitely not grow so well."

modesty? virtue? It would be the most unbelievable if the witch who caused headaches for the world could do something positive and uplifting.

Modesty is not a single plant, it is a flower field, a mixed flower field composed of countless species of man-eating plants, their only characteristic may be extremely aggressive.

From the beginning of this war, Amyra planted a seed in Red Maple City, and how far this seed will grow in the end depends on how much blood and souls are irrigated.

Roland's arrogant Omar is undoubtedly the king of legion battles, and for Omar's legion capabilities, Amyra designed this cannibal garden that also belongs to the legion category.

The special digestive juice of these piranhas can easily melt bones, and those soul grasses can even devour souls, making necromancer's spiritualism meaningless, and the nutrients obtained in battle can form higher-level piranhas, and finally , after the gigantic Earth Devourer appeared. The battle should also be over.

undoubtedly. This war gave Amyra's "humility" too much nourishment. Even without stepping into the cycle of raising war with war, several Devourers of the Earth have already been activated, and the perilous garden has long been waiting for new prey to come to its door. Bear King Lund's experience is not uncommon.

"Hey, it looks like after this time, you're going to move up the list of natural disasters again."

"Hmph, I will never surpass Roland again. I am far less crazy than him, so inhuman, and so insane."

Heloise really wants to vomit, Amy, when you say these words, can you not look regretful and "I am not as good as him", do you just want to compare who is more anti-human and bottomless?

"You really compare yourself to him in everything, do you like him that much?".

"Who! Who likes him? I hate him to death. When I get his technical information, I will make him a flower fertilizer!"

As soon as Roland was mentioned, the cunning Amyra became like a primary school student who had never been in love. Heloise wanted to tease a few more words, but the senior who jumped angrily suddenly stopped. He smiled towards the window.

"how?"

"Unexpectedly, I caught a big fish. However, those out-of-control Behemoths are a bit troublesome. Let's adjust two small swallows. Well, don't kill them. It should be a very rare undead material. Roland will definitely I'm very happy. Maybe, I might be invited to have an autopsy together. Ah, I really miss those days."

Well, thinking of this, the senior sister smiled shyly, but Heloise didn't know how to vent her nausea.

But suddenly, Amyra's face changed drastically, and she cried out in surprise.

"My Xiaotun No. 2 and No. 4 were killed in an instant. This kind of withering technique that feels natural magic is those elves!"——

Betrayers will not be trusted, this is undoubtedly the iron law of the battlefield, because since you can betray once, then when the price is higher, no one can guarantee that you will betray the second time.

Regardless of the history of that world, those traitors may have achieved a high status in the end, but they will never be able to gain the true trust of the victor.

Cavens' gift?

It's just like Roland's letter, just another letter, even the sender is Rose, but the signature this time is Cavens, Prince of the Abyss.

Well, in fact, there is no need to elaborate on the content, it is nothing more than "We all know your intentions, didn't Roland just promise you an elf master god, the price on our side is higher, anyway, you are still If you don’t make your position clear and return to the embrace of Chaos, forget the past, how about I let those elves and gods be your subordinates” and so on.

Of course, there is also a little threat at the end. I mentioned a little bit that Rose's God's Domain is in the bottomless abyss, so be careful of the demonic nobles organizing a group visit and the like.

Rose is undoubtedly the ancestor and spiritual mentor of the dark elves, and loyalty and stupidity in the dark elves seem to be synonymous, and Rose's own character can be imagined.

Therefore, Rose, who had already betrayed once, betrayed the second time without hesitation in the face of a higher price.

Of course, this is only part of the reason. The deeper reason is that Rose is not satisfied with the priesthood of the patron saint of the Northland elves at all. hands.

Then, without driving humans out of the Northland, she would not be able to become the real master of this land. Therefore, after winning the elves' civil war, she did not hesitate to send charcoal to the orcs.

Perhaps it should be said that since the original goal of the alliance has been obtained, what I want more is in front of me, so I turned my face and snatched it. Cavens' letter only gave her a reason and helped her strengthen her determination to betray again. .

At this time, Rose's new favorite, the high-ranking natural mage who killed the Earth Devourer, stood beside Amon, looking at everything in front of him with admiration.

"I didn't expect to turn around and we came back here."

"Heh, it's just that you were our ally last time, and you looked like a human being, but this time, you are an ally's dog, licking bones and purring."

Emon Bloodaxe sneered unceremoniously at the elf mage in front of him. He looked down on this cunning and untrustworthy man from the bottom of his heart, especially since he had betrayed his own people, even though he was once a king.

Yes, this long-eared elf mage was indeed once a king, His Majesty Atrien of the Tassel Kingdom, but at this time, his complexion turned gray and black, and he was no longer a noble moon elf, but a A new breed of fallen elves thrown into Rose's embrace.

At this time, facing the loud ridicule from the beast barbarian who he looked down upon in the past, the former Elf King's face was ashen, and finally turned his head and left.

"I am not wrong, I am not wrong, I am here for the continuation of my family, I am not wrong! I am not wrong!"

However, before he knew it, his nails had turned into his own hands, and he didn't even know that his hands were covered in blood. (to be continued...)

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