At this moment, outside the Canggill tribe.

Because of its location on the edge of the Everglades, the miasma near the gills is not as dense as the interior, and visibility is higher.

The ground is also dry and hard, making it suitable for other races other than fish-people - the undead and cavemen do not have flippers.

At this time, in a slightly dry clearing, the undead and caveman regiments were resting here.

The cavemen who had been incorporated into the corps were obviously not as fearful of the undead as they had been, after all, the administrator of the dungeon, Lord Bonn, who had brought them new technology to obtain food, was also an undead.

What's more, the Supreme Lord, whom Lord Bonn worships as a god, is also a great undead monarch.

However, the cavemen are quite afraid of a giant tower-like body more than eight meters high, for fear that he will crush himself to death if he moves.

The eight-meter-tall body was apparently the Void Dire Stitchtail, the Stitch Monster named Barrett had been sent here by Nishizawa to be temporarily driven by Oliver and Laurent, the two commanders of the Corps.

And Oliver and Laurent were talking nonsense.

"Hey, do you think that Fenjie guy can do it alone?"

"Hey, do you think the graygill people will welcome us?"

"Hey, do you say that the fishmen of the big tribe are strong, is it enough for us to fight?"

"Hey, how about we get into a fight with Barrett?"

The headless horseman only has a blue soul fire around his neck at the moment, and he doesn't have a mouth, but the problem is that he can't stop barabala.

Laurent finally couldn't help it, "Why didn't I find you talking like this before?"

Oliver smiled and said, "I used to want to put on a score and pretend to be cold, but then I realized that there was no need to put on a score. ”

"So you're talking trash talk to me?" Laurent said coldly, weighing his purple steel staff.

The Headless Horseman let out a sigh and turned his head to Asa who had been rubbing his mad battle axe, "Hey, big man, what do you think of my questions just now?"

The undead decapitator raised his head, pondered for a moment, and said quietly, "Okay, will, I don't know, I can't beat it." ”

Oliver jumped.

You're really concise and to the point.

Look at the Dark Knight Lance busy bowing his head and pondering, the undead enhancer Spit busy promoting his teachings, and the Headless Horseman Captain is once again in a situation where there is no one to talk to.

"It's out. Laurent stopped measuring the purple steel staff and looked up at the Canggill tribe, his soul shining and blazing.

After he finished speaking, Oliver, Asa, Lance, Spitt and other undead all raised their heads to look at the comer.

Sure enough, Finley joined forces with an old fish-man.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the matter inside the gills has been taken care of, and this is my father. Finley introduced the spirits of the dead.

The old blind man smiled and said, "Good day, brothers of the Great Tomb, you can just call me by the nickname Old Blind." ”

Laurent stepped forward, "Hello Patriarch, I am Laurent, the commander-in-chief of the Great Tomb Legion of the Undead. ”

After speaking, he glanced at the Headless Horsemann Commander without a trace.

Oliver had no choice but to say, "I'm Deputy Commander Oliver. ”

Next, the core undead all introduced their identities to the old blind eye.

Seeing the boundless undead behind them, the old blind swallowed, "I have set aside an area for you to rest, but because there are too many people, you can only be outside the tribe now, please forgive me." ”

"It doesn't matter. Laurent knows very well how much the impact of the undead on the living is, except for the more intelligent fishmen such as Finley and Fenjie, the other fishmen may have a heartfelt dislike for them.

The old blind man added, "We have also prepared food and fresh water for the cavemen, and we will be able to serve them soon." ”

Lance stepped forward a few steps and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but the troglodyte corps already have their own food, and we just need some clean water." ”

The old blind man hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll let people prepare it immediately." ”

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately the caveman had brought his own food, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain it to his people.

More than 3,000 undead and more than 2,000 cavemen settled outside the Canggill tribe.

The undead don't need to eat and rest, and cavemen don't care much about the environment they are stationed in - they're a race that is immune to all toxins!

......

As night fell, a large grave and the core members of the gills gathered.

They also had a tightly tied gills of Finn—they had gathered here to judge Finn.

"Father, I don't want to die!" Finn, embarrassed, snot and tears mixed together.

The old blind man had been hiding his face, and he didn't want to look at his youngest son again.

Fenjie was furious.

Although Finley's face was calm, his eyes under the firelight still revealed the waves in his heart.

"Father, they're undead! they're definitely not going to be Gill's help!" Finn yelled as he glanced at the undead in fear, "they're going to turn everyone in the Swamp into undead!"

The old blind man yelled, "Enough! No matter how much I say, I will not forgive you! Wait for the judgment of the Great Tomb! Whether you live or die depends on the choice of the Great Tomb!"

Finley took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "Dare to ask how the Great Grave will judge Finn?"

Laurent took out the communicator, "This matter is more important, we need to ask the Supreme Master, and we also need to report on today's situation." ”

He hadn't intended to avoid the Grey Gills, which was in fact one of Nishizawa's assignments - to demonstrate the Great Tomb's magical communication abilities.

"What ...... this?" Not to mention the old blind, even Finley and Fenjie, who had been to the Great Tomb, had never seen such a thing.

Of course, Laurent is also using it for the first time.

"This is an alchemical product developed by the Great Tomb for communication. Laurent briefly explained the utility of the communicator and pressed the bright brass paddle.

At the same time, Nishizawa, who had been reading quietly between the thrones, noticed that the communicator next to the armrest was reddening slightly.

This is exactly the signal that there is a new communication.

The Undead Monarch connected the communication, and the solemn voice of the Bone Archmage was immediately heard from there, "Supreme Lord, I am Laurent, and I am here to report to you on the situation of the Canggill Tribe. ”

"Well, let's talk about it. Nishizawa nodded.

Then Laurent told him everything that had happened before.

Nishizawa nodded approvingly, "Finley did a good job of blocking the news in time, which will buy you a lot of time." ”

The white wise man, who had been sitting upright, couldn't help but straighten his chest when he heard the praise of the master of the great tomb.

This was a thoughtful monarch, and Finley was happier than anything else to receive his compliment.

"There is another thing, the Supreme Lord, the youngest son of the patriarch of the Canggill tribe, Finn Canggils, colluded with the white tail to eat inside and outside, and even wanted to seize the power of the patriarch and forcibly seize the food of the whole clan to hand it in, how should this person deal with it?" Laurent threw out another question.

The Archmage of Bones had been thinking about what to do with this person from the very beginning.

If this matter is not handled well, it is likely to cause resentment among the Canggill tribe.

Compared to these terrifying-looking undead, Finn is also a member of the gills, a living being.

And as soon as these undead came, they directly executed the young son of the patriarch.

Maybe in the future, he will also wave a butcher's knife at them.

After careful consideration and discussion with several core members, he decided to consult the Supreme Lord.

Nishizawa's thoughts didn't last long.

Because he saw a lot of this kind of person before the crossing, the yellow-skinned and white-hearted banana man.

In the gills, he yearns for the white tail.

In that case, treat him as a white-tailed man.

"Kill directly, no need to ask for instructions. Nishizawa said lightly.

"Yes!" Laurent felt the Supreme Lord's decisive killing aura.

Hearing this emotionless tone, Finn gave up the struggle completely like a salted fish.

Finley, Fenjie, and the old blind also trembled with scales.

No matter how you say it, it's also a blood relative.

Hearing that their blood relatives were sentenced to death by themselves, they inevitably felt fluctuations in their hearts.

"Barrett, you come and carry out the execution. Laurent beckoned, and the Void Dire Stitchtail, who had been sitting silently, stood up.