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What the Minotaur decides, like the truth, can never change...................

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The process of chasing the bandits was very smooth, and it took more than two hours to catch up with these kidnapped underground natives on the edge of a stalagmite forest.

The geography here is not bad, and the stalagmites are hugged by five or six people, and there is a flashing red light brewing on them. It seems that the stalagmites are hollow in the middle, and there are underground flames gushing into this enclosed space, and this red fluorescent lamp provides a certain amount of illumination to the nearby lighting.

The soft volcanic ash made the noise of the multi-legged giant horse very small when galloping, and in the darkness, Liu Zhenzhen and his party were not noticed by them until they approached two hundred yards.

There was no need for them to attack, because two groups had already started fighting.

The dwarf underground natives covered with long hair were all dragged by their families, old and young, one by one, tied by ropes, and sat nervously huddled together not far away, trembling all over, and at a distance of ten yards beside them, a large group of people were in heaven and earth, merrily entangled together.

Thirty humanoids with black wings were besieging a dark elf covered in pitch black, and the red light in the stalagmite bushes lit up at intervals, bringing in the scene of their hearty fight in Liu's shocked eyes.

"The Goled Harpy? Dark elves? Daisy whispered as she suppressed her words.

"Shh~" Liu Zhenzhen pressed his lips and made a silent movement.

Fat Luo pressed his fingers on the circlip of the long knife, and the Greens saw blood when the wind chasing knife came out of its sheath, and with the boss's order, Rodman was ready to use the "Wind Step" to rush up and cut down the dark elf.

"Interesting." Pan Shuai took off a three-edged demon hunting gun behind his back, chewing the bamboo piece slowly and methodically in his mouth.

Helen and the two Scepter Priests were a little panicked, they weren't simple-minded mammoths. These eagle figures flying in the air, carrying two large leather pouches on the left and right hips, inside are a one-meter-long throwing spear, and when Richard inspected the underground natives who were killed, he once judged that the murder weapon that injured people was precisely a sharp weapon such as a spear, and the wound was still stabbed diagonally, which was very in line with the combat characteristics of throwing spears in the air.

But the sudden emergence of a dark spirit is even more surprising, as we all know. The dark elves can be regarded as the most evil creatures in the Aegean Ugly, and the villain among the fallen elves is the best, as long as all the words related to the dark side are all turned over and smashed to the dark elves, which one is this singing? Helen and the two Scepter Priests pondered together.

The Dark Elf, who was in a fierce battle with the Harpy, was a rare male, very handsome, with a stubborn curve on his chin that portrayed his character, and two vine tattoos on his cheeks with chalk. There is a faint red fluff on the corner of the mouth, and there is vigorous vitality in the immaturity.

He wears a tight-fitting black leather armor. The two golden scimitars, one long and one short, kept skillfully using their body techniques to skillfully and the black mist that erupted from their bodies. Dodging the short spears thrown by these black-winged humanoids, the elf also fired one feathered arrow after another in response to the sparks that sparked from the tip of the scimitar.

The dark elf's use of the bow and arrow was very wonderful, he did not carry a normal elven short bow, but only tied a leather cord around his left wrist, the other end of the leather rope was tied to a metal hook in the armpit of his left arm, and a very elastic leather cord was tied to the knee of both legs, these leather cords did not affect his movements, and his movements and posture were still fluid and fast. The way he shoots the arrow is unbelievable, and in the process of moving, he nimbly pulls out the short snake-shaped arrow in the quiver behind his back, and flips his hip by bending his arm. The serpentine feather arrow is fastened to the arm string and the leg string is shot sharply and trickily at the harpy in the air, like a strong crossbow.

There were more than twenty corpses of harpies lying on the ground, and these harpies still held a round shield in their hands, but they were still arrows from the vital parts of the eyebrows and pharynx, and the curved serpentine arrow body caused a twisted and torn expansion of the wound, and the fresh blood veins flowed, staining the volcanic ash on the ground.

This kind of archery is called the "Cup Bow Snake Shadow Arrow Method", and it is said that the dark spirit is a unique high-strength archery method of the clan, and I have heard the tutor occasionally mention it before. Centaur archer Nedved naturally put his hands on his hips, and his flexible fingers gently tapped his bow bag, and there was praise in his eyes: "This kind of archery is to make a bow by example, and the bowstring can be just filled with a wine glass, which seems simple, but in fact, it is very particular about the method, and it cannot be practiced without the training of a professional instructor. ”

"Just the bowstrings on the arms and knees, this kind of coordination is difficult to solve, this dark elf's next game looks good." Liu Zhenzhen also nodded.

"Do you want to save these Golids first?" Helen whispered. She saw that although these harpies threw a lot of spears in a wave, they couldn't bring any harm to this dark spirit at all, but were shot down by this dark elf one by one arrow, not for these hawks circling flexibly, and having a shield to protect them, it is estimated that it will be more than that.

Hearing the proprietress say this, Nedved immediately drew his longbow and wound the arrow at the dark elf.

"The dark elves are evil and brutal, and it's not impossible for us to save these Golids first." Joanna chimed in.

Liu Zhenzhen only hesitated for a moment, and there was a strange turn in the battle between the harpy and the dark elf, and the harpy man flying in the air saw that he was helpless about this dark elf, and separated five people and immediately spun to the side, with a terrible scream, he threw the spear at the dwarf natives who were curled up on the ground, and in the muffled sound of fluttering, the dwarf underground natives immediately fell down dozens of them, and there was an indigenous woman holding a young child on the periphery of the crowd, with a short spear on her shoulder blade, and the swaddling clothes she was holding in her hand slipped weakly from her arms, A harpy came and swooped down and slid sideways. Wrapped in a gust of wind, he picked up the swaddling clothes wrapped in animal skin rolls on the ground, swayed up, and threw them away, and the little animal skin swaddling clothes flew to heaven with the cry of a baby.

The dark elf was entangled by a dozen harpys, and after one rolled and dodged the spear, he had already noticed that the baby had flown into the sky, his face changed drastically, and he threw away the scimitar in his right hand. Pulled out a snakeskin whip from his back, a five-meter-long whip just wrapped up the swaddling clothes that fell towards the stalagmite, and with a strong retraction, he received the swaddling clothes into his arms, but he was a little too late to avoid it, and a short spear ploughed through the ear, causing the hair to be bloody and bloody.

All the Beamons who saw this scene were stupid, how could this world be turned upside down. Beamon is a robber, and the evil dark elf is a bodhisattva who saves the suffering?

"Shoot down the Harpy. I'm going to live. Liu Zhenzhen stood up from the position of the coachman of the carriage and pointed forward with a whip.

The Panda Samurai and Nedved immediately rushed over. Prismatic spears and feathered arrows weaved a chaotic stave in the sky, and the harpy was caught off guard. Shot into the dust one by one, a few of them were too late to escape, Nedved fired five arrows in a row, one after another shot through their wings in the run, the "Belt of Beast Power" made by the Snowfield Faceless Behemoth was not covered, after each arrow was shot, the frost power contained on it. All of a sudden, it will have the effect of freezing damage in the wound, and even without this magic bonus, the archery skills of the centaur archer ensure that he will never miss.

Instead of using the spear head of the prism spear, Goode and the Panda Warriors chose to throw it upside down. Even if he had shown mercy to his subordinates, the eagle figure who fell from more than ten meters in the air still fell with feathers flying, spitting blood, and the volcanic ash on the ground was smashed into a fog.

The dark elves stood proudly in the dust, holding their swaddling clothes, their eyes calm and calm.

Pan Shuai's tower-like body was pestled in front of the dark elf, and the two of them stared at each other, the dark elf holding a scimitar in one hand and a snake whip in the other, holding the swaddling cloth in his arms.

Liu Zhenzhen drove the carriage and swayed over, and when he saw the figures of the Baleno warrior and the mammoth Hercules, the dark elf's eyes only blinked, but there was no fear at all.

"Elves, lay down your weapons." Goode said in a ramming voice in the continental lingua franca.

"Who are you?" The Dark Elf has a very natural demeanor, and what he says is the lingua franca of the Aegean that has been spread to the whole world by goblin merchants, and he can be an announcer.

"We are Beamon." Liu Zhenzhen restrained the two multi-legged giant horses and nodded politely to the dark elf.

"Beimeng............" The dark elf's eyes lit up, and he strode towards Liu Zhenzhen, asking as he walked, "Then are you the Bimeng from the surface world?" ”

Two swift flashes of sword light, and two long knives of gold and steel shot in front of the dark elf's feet, and the blades of the long knives, almost higher than the body of the dark elf, roamed with a bleak reflection.

"Throw away your weapon." Fat Luo's long hair was on his shoulders, half of his body was leaned sideways, his hands were held on the handle of the long knife, and he put on a very cool pose that had been brewing for a long time, and he roared.

Different from the normal knife holding posture, Fei Luo's knife holding technique is to cross his hands, a long knife is holding the handle of the knife, and a long knife is holding the handle of the knife, which is a significant feature of the outstanding knife hand who plays with the knife.

The dark elf is also a good hand at practicing swords, and weighed the weight of the giant man in front of him, but he obviously didn't mean to do it, and a pair of fearless eyes met Fei Luo's eyes angrily: "Only a dead warrior will let go of his weapon!" ”

Fat Luo's heart sank slightly, and he secretly wondered in his heart, didn't he say that the dark elf was the most treacherous and cunning elf, where did this pop up a stunned young man.

"This thing is a bit of a seed, don't embarrass him." Liu Zhenzhen laughed dryly, and flipped off a hollow heel bucket from the carriage in a dashing manner, and there was a pit on the ground, which almost knocked the old Liu Wei on his ass.

"My day!" Liu Zhenzhen's old face suddenly turned red, but fortunately, the light was not too bright, and it didn't show how embarrassing it was.

"It's not just Beamon." The dark elf smiled softly, Lao Liu waved his hand to make several militiamen all retreat to the side, looking at this dark elf up and down on the ground back and forth, he felt that this elf's teeth were very white, and if that handsome face was taken to ask for marriage, it would definitely be fascinated by a large piece, although it was a lump of black charcoal, but the black one was really handsome.

There were sixteen Harpies in total. All of them were pulled by the hippopotamus poets one by one, and most of the harpies fell unconscious, only three of them were panting for breath on their chests, choking on blood one by one.

"This is not the Golid Harpy!" Godani's beautiful eyebrows were raised, glaring at the motley winged creatures.

It was just a little far from the ground, but now it was close, and everyone could see it clearly, these guys were all about 1.7 meters tall and looked very sturdy. They had a layer of black skin, shiny and shiny, and their wings were strong and powerful, and in addition to their wings, they had two pairs of smaller membranous wings on their backs, and although they did not have the hooked nose of the legendary Golidian Harpies, they had the beak characteristic of the Baldian Beamon, and a pair of strange short horns on their foreheads. A pair of eyes that are large and cloudy, synthesizing all the Bode birdmen in the history of Northern Mongolia. It's really hard to find a match.

"I'll just say, we Bimon warriors are all born brave. How can there be such a scum who even infants have to be tortured and killed. O'Neill grinned and shook the fake axe in his hand.

"Although they are not eagles, they are still you Beamon, they are eagle cowmen!" The dark spirit next to him said a little gloatingly, this dark elf looked like a little kid with unlost hair when he laughed.

"How can there be such a race among Beamon?" Haylondon asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a hyppogriff and a minotaur cross, right?" Liu Zhenzhen asked the dark elf.

"Yes, sir." The Dark Elf laughed.

"What?" Godani's head was straight and her steps were a little weak.

"To be honest, I think it's a little creepy myself because I'm guessing." Liu Zhenzhen looked at the two fairy dragons with a dumb smile. Daisy and Joorna shrugged their shoulders at the same time, unexpected.

"Alien marriage offspring, this is ridiculous............" The two scepter priests shook their heads with a wry smile...... Although it was not uncommon for the nobles of Beamon to keep interracial mistresses, it was such a blatant and large-scale intermarriage. In the view of the deep-rooted traditional concept of the Kingdom of Beamon, it is still too shocking.

"This eagle feather is not bad, but it is very rich." Liu Zhenzhen grabbed the wings of an eagle cowman, pulled it from above, plucked a large handful of feathers, and patted it to Nedved: "Don't worry about not having a good carved feather arrow, isn't this ready-made." ”

"Quack~~ This eagle feather is not bad~" The macaw flew in front of Liu Zhenzhen with the fruit, and learned his tongue in a flowing manner.

"Why didn't the little brute swear today?" Ning jade, flute.

"I've been teaching it polite language for the past two days." The little nun couldn't hide her pride a little, and her eyes squinted at Liu Zhenzhen: "This also proves that as long as you pay sincerely, even a stubborn stone can be touched." ”

"Sister!" Helen stomped her foot and twisted Ning Yu's arm: "Don't you know that this sentence is also a very obscene swearing?" In Beamon, "Golid's feather" is a curse word? ”

"Eagle feathers, eagle feathers~~ Eagle feathers are not bad." The parrot spun around again with a verbal gong and drum.

The little nun listened to it three times in a row, and finally heard how dirty this sentence was. I covered my face in shame and didn't dare to look up.

The militia laughed wildly, and only Fei Gao and the two Sea Clan mages were dumbfounded.

"Interesting, fortunately, the Harpy went underground with the Minotaur at the beginning, and even if there were descendants, they were only Eagle Bull Man, if the Harpy went underground with the Doug Clan, then what should their hybrid descendants be called?" Liu Zhen burst into a wicked laugh.

"Well, we must catch a Harpy woman marrying our Bellamy, Eagle Lady ......" Rodman laughed and fell to the ground, rubbing his belly desperately.

"Something that doesn't matter!" Ning Yu poked Lao Liu's head fiercely, and gave Fei Luo a fierce look, Helen and the two fairy dragons had already laughed together, only the little nun and Gotanie were embarrassed.

Two Greens monks were treating the natives who had been wounded by spear throws, laughing so hard that they could barely chant prayers.

"Trist! You okay? Several tall black shadows rushed over from afar, shouting as they ran, and from this huge throat it was clear that the owner with such a voice also had explosive power.

"I'm here! Duncan, I'm fine! Come and see, I'm going to tell you a big discovery! The dark elves stood on their tiptoes and shouted at the black shadows that were rushing towards them.

The militiamen were amusing each other with a hippie smile. did not get serious about the arrival of these idlers in the slightest.

"Your name is Trist?" Goode chewed on the bamboo chips in his mouth and patted the dark elf on the shoulder.

"Any questions? Tough guy. The dark elf looked strangely at the majestic Beamon mountain.

"It's nothing, I don't think the surname Cui is a good thing." Goode swallowed the piece of bamboo in his mouth and threw a piece of fresh bamboo into his mouth.

"That's right! For example, Cui Beiqian. O'Neill gave Pan Shuai a thumbs up, and was met with an angry look from the proprietress Helen.

The dark elf Trist looked the two strong men up and down for a while, kicked them on the buttocks, and fled, and Goode and O'Neill laughed one by one.

Several shadows running from afar also reached the edge of the stalagmite jungle, and the dark elf Trist immediately burrowed behind them.

These are five tall and strong minotaurs. The rigid lines in the muscles seem to be carved from metal, although the bucket head man is strong, but it is rare to see this kind of tall four meters tall biao giant, these five minotaurs all have a rare thick golden long hair, each shoulder disturbed a metal totem pole, the diameter of the totem pole just look at the weight must be not small, the horns on their heads are not the ordinary minotaur half-moon shape, nor the rhinoceros people's kind of curved thorns. It's spiral.

"Takin people! It's the Boer land Golden Retriever Takin! Helen and Gotanie cried out almost at the same time.

The composition of the Boer tribe can be said to be the most complex of the Bimon tribes, and the golden-haired takin people are ranked in combat power. He was the strongest Boer warrior of the rank higher than the Rhino Warrior, but that was a thousand years ago. Today's Boer tribe, the number of rhinoceros warriors is even much rarer than the giant elephant warriors of the Russian boot Fen tribe, the golden retriever takin people are completely extinct, and now the strongest warrior who can be organized slightly more than the Momber tribe is the mighty and majestic yak warrior.

"It turned out to be the Golden Ring Samurai." Liu's shocked eyes lit up. The Boer minotaurs have a peculiar habit that only warriors who are known to be strong are entitled to wear a gold on their noses

Rings, now the rhinoceros people wear silver rings, the yak people wear copper rings, and the qualifications to wear gold rings are only the extinct golden takin warriors.

The five takin warriors apparently failed to react at once. Dumbfounded, he looked at this large group of Beamon warriors of different forms.

"Seeing the head of the upper family, are you so slow to react?" Vieri roared.

"Are you...... Pierre bear people? A takin warrior wearing two rings on his nose looked at Wiheko in disbelief and stammered.

"A thousand years, have you forgotten your manners?" The two Pier Scepter Priests also said in a deep voice.

"Haven't we Beamon been driven out of the Great Plains of Karimdo! You guys...... You guys...... How is it possible to come to the underworld? The eyes of the takin warrior were as bright as a copper bell: "The underground wind is so powerful......

"If you want to come, you can come! I ask you. What's going on? Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the Eagle Bull Man on the ground and asked, "As a member of Beamon, how can you do this kind of ninth-rate business now?" What about your patriarchs? ”

Several takin people were suddenly a little at a loss under the gaze of this nobleman, and Ai Ai didn't know how to answer.

"Can I ask you first, who are you?" The dark elf Trist walked out from behind the takin man and asked Liu Zhenzhen.

"I am the Lord of Fei Leng Cui of the Kingdom of Beamon, Richard Sacrifice." Liu Zhenzhen said.

"It's a double dragon sacrifice." The two Scepter Priests added.

"I've seen your star robes." The takin man with two gold rings on his nose leaned down and saluted: "Honorable Lord Sacrifice of Star Robes, the humble Boer warrior Duncan greets you." ”

"To answer my question, what has become of you now? What's going on with this Eagle Cow Man? Liu Zhenzhen's heart has a not very good feeling throbbing, a man's sixth sense either does not appear, once it appears, there will be no mistake.

"Can you please come to our tribe, we must report to the elders that your guests have arrived." Takin people Duncan bowed again.

"Lead the way." Liu Zhenzhen hooked his fingers and asked the militiamen to load the Diying natives into the carriage and walk with the five minotaurs towards their tribe.

This one goes. It took another half an hour to come to the entrance of an underground staircase, and Duncan walked down by himself, this kind of underground staircase entrance, Liu Zhenzhen didn't know how many he encountered along the way, it was all some scary things that spewed out a sky-high flame from it at every turn, and Liu Zhenzhen gave them a good name, called Fire Well.

However, since the takin people have gone down, Liu Zhenji naturally doesn't worry about anything. The tortuous stone staircase went down a few hundred meters, passing through several stone bridges with a lava abyss below, turning around in a labyrinthine tunnel, passing through a grotto door, and finally arriving at a clearing of one or two hundred acres, which, like the outside world, also had a high dome-like sky. There are also a dozen hills and a few babbling streams, and a few springs that burn like swamp gas. The tall animal skin tents characteristic of the Minotaurs were erected one by one on this empty plain, and several suspended in the air and the earth were covered with golden birds on the sun. The golden light shines on the lonely totem pole on the earth.

Except for Duncan who accompanied Liu Zhenzhen and his party forward, the other four minotaurs all went back one step earlier to report the news, and when Liu Zhenzhen arrived, three or four hundred minotaurs stood outside the camp with a drooping old minotaur, bowing to welcome the arrival of the sacrificial adults.

"Honorable Elder, greetings to Richard at the War Sacrifice." Liu Zhenzhen took the first step and held on to the idea of giving a salute to this old minotaur.

"Noble Sacrifice Lord, I am the elder of the Black Rhino Tribe, the takin man Tang Jin." More than half of the old Minotaur's blonde hair had turned gray. The old man's face was covered with furrow-like wrinkles, but his spirit was still quite strong, and he gave gifts to these high-ranking nobles one by one, which was very polite.

Helen and Ning Yu frowned. The two of them felt that these minotaurs saw the sudden appearance of Beamon's compatriots, and there was less of an expected ferocity, which was completely opposite to welcoming the butterfly clan and the cicada tribe Beamon home, and they completely went to two extremes, saying that it was good, as if the minotaur was more restrained, and it was as if there was no one in sight, as if a lot of bitterness was buried in their hearts, and no matter how deferential the etiquette was, it always felt like an indescribable weirdness.

Liu Zhenzhen likes the name of this minotaur elder very much, he liked to drink saccharin water very much when he was a child, but that is also a luxury, so he has always had a lot of affection for saccharin, and this name makes him feel cordial for a long time.

A dozen takin men moved over the stone piers and sat down for all the distinguished guests, and the sound of women buttoning children sounded behind the tents, and the smell of food wafted in.

"Dare to ask your lordship, why did you come to the underground this time?" Elder Tang Jin and Liu Zhenzhen exchanged a few words of greeting slightly, and then went directly to the topic.

"I'm here to take all the minotaurs and harpies out of the ground and back to their homeland." Liu Zhenzhen molded out a homemade cigar and held it in his mouth.

Hearing this, the Minotaur Elder Tang Jin just smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

"Don't you want to?" Liu Zhenzhen was about to order a cigar, but seeing the other party's expression, the phosphorus fire held it in his hand and froze.

"It's not that you don't want to, can you listen to me explain to you how our ancestors came here ten generations ago?" The Minotaur Elder sighed softly.

"You say." Liu Zhenzhen took a sip of his cigar, and he was also suspicious now.

"A thousand years ago, we Bimon suffered a crushing defeat in the Battle of Hyjal, only a small part of the tribe retreated to the Danube with the king, most of the Bimon tribes lost their strength and suffered a planned genocide by the human army, we would never have escaped in the first place, although the Karimdor Plain is large, but there is no place for us to hide, all the young and middle-aged warriors died in the final battle, we were forced into the underground passage, because we have no choice." The Minotaur Elder wiped the corners of his eyes with embarrassment.

Liu Zhenzhen also sighed. Feeling a little stuffy in her chest, the little nun's face was flushed next to her, and she couldn't say a word.

"Aren't you a tribe of rhinos? How did you become a takin man? Daisy interjected.

"Our patriarch at that time was a rhinoceros sacrifice, but the composition of our tribe was not dominated by rhinoceros people, but by takin people and longhorn cows." The Minotaur Elder said proudly: "Back then, our patriarch was the famous rhinoceros sacrifice "Black Legend" Michael; Lord Tyson, so our tribe is also called the Black Rhino Tribe. ”

"I've heard of this name." Liu Zhenzhen nodded, this Tyson sacrifice lord has his legendary story on the floor tiles of the temple, when Lao Liu was promoted for the first time. I just squatted on the ground to read the story of this ritual, the black legend who owned a Comodo war behemoth and was also a warrior who died in the Battle of Hyjal.

However, according to the grapevine, this sacrificial lord had the heinous crime of raping a people's girl, of course, Liu Zhenzhen would not be stupid enough to ask this elder for confirmation in person.

"At that time, our entire tribe was made up of old and weak women and children. It was also in desperation that we broke into the entrance to the underground to survive, and with us entered the underground there was also a tribe of Gorid Harpies. There is really no way, if you don't go in, you will face Renlou's butcher's knife. The ethnic cleansing of the time, which is terrible for us to hear from the elders, our ancestors rushed into the underground entrance to Azeroth. The Minotaur Elder said, "Actually, it wasn't just our two tribes that connected to the underground entrance of Azeroth, there were a total of more than a dozen tribes who arrived together, but in the end, it was only our Black Rhino Tribe and the Harpy Tribe who entered this underground entrance ruthlessly. The rest, all with a suicidal counterattack, rushed towards the human army...... In the end, they refused to surrender their lives to the unknown, and instead chose the most honorable death. ”

"And then?"

"We are lucky. The god of war didn't abandon us outcasts, and that day, the underground wind happened to be the cooldown time of the year. The Minotaur Elder smiled bitterly, "Even so, the high-altitude hurricane on the stone trench and the giant wolf spider in the cliff cave of the Heavenly Ladder Mountain. It also made us lose half of the population of the two middle tribes in the process, and if it weren't for the women and old men of our takin people, they would be strong enough, but I am afraid that we would not even be able to see what the volcanic ash looks like underground. ”

"What was your population at the time?" Liu Zhenzhen asked, "I mean, connect those eagle people." ”

"There are a total of 5,788 minotaurs in our Black Rhino tribe, of which 2,136 are Antelope Fighting women and children, 3,512 are Celestial Bull Humans, and 140 Rhino Men are Rhinoceros Humans. The number of the Edelweiss Harpy tribe is four thousand two hundred and fifteen, and like our takin people, they are all composed of old and weak women and children. The Minotaur Elder's voice trembled: "Just past a stone bridge and the Heavenly Ladder Mountain, we have two tribes of nearly 10,000 people, and when we finally reach the ground, there are less than 6,000 people left, and the population of our takin people is less than 1,000 people, most of whom are children. ”

"Creation makes people." Liu Zhenzhen also has nothing to say, not to mention the Tianniu people who can only fly for a short distance, even the eagle people who can fly were forced to the sky by humans back then, and there is a door to enter the ground, the human army in the Hyjal era is really not simple.

"When we got underground, we didn't eat, we didn't drink, and the only thing we Minotaurs had was our clothes and babies in swaddling clothes, and the only thing the Harppers didn't give up was their eggs." The Minotaur Elder excitedly pointed to the underground natives not far away and said, "It is them, these kind underground natives "Stone Palate Cavemen", they kindly helped us, helped us through the difficulties, let us survive the most difficult famine and hardship, raised our children, and regained our vitality. ”

"What's the matter with the Eagle Cow Man? As soon as I arrived, I encountered the Eagle Bull Man attacking these cavemen with very cruel methods. Liu Zhenzhen's eyes burned, "As an elder, didn't you restrain their actions?" Have you forgotten the history of the Grace Newspaper? ”

The Minotaur Elder suddenly knelt at Liu Zhen's feet, and the old man burst into tears and cried.

"What's wrong?" Liu Zhenzhen helped up the Minotaur Elder.

"What a shame!" The Minotaur Elder sobbed and said, "A thousand years ago, the Karimdor Plain was occupied by humans, and we, the forgotten Beamon outcasts, did not dare to move the idea of stepping out of the underworld, we fought with demonic beasts, volcanoes, lava streams, and bandits and robbers, slowly trying to continue our civilization and population, and then make plans for the future. But a terrible thing happened among the harpies. ”

"What's the matter?" Godani was out of breath.

"Among the eagle eggs that have been protected by great difficulty, most of them have become the offspring of another bird clan after hatching." The Minotaur Elder said bitterly.

"How could such a thing be?" Liu Zhenzhen felt his scalp explode.

"Among the Balde bird-people Beamon, there is only one race that would do such a thing!" Gotani trembled violently and said, "Isn't it the cuckoo of the cuckoo tribe!" ”

The Minotaur Elder nodded.

"The Cuckoo Cuckoos are the most famous scoundrels of our Bimonbod, they are as obedient as the sea, the Cuckoos are born thieves and bandits, they like to steal other people's eggs, and then secretly put their own eggs in the village houses of other bird tribes, Medusa has hatched her own eggs in history. The result is a nasty incident of the Cuckoo people. Helen quietly explained the secret to Ning Yu and the little nun with a curious face.

"What about the vigilance of the Harpy? I don't know if someone is wrapped up like this? Liu Zhenzhen asked the Minotaur Elder.

"Before entering the underground entrance, more than a dozen Bimon tribes were entangled, it was too chaotic, and it turned out to be such a mistake, there was indeed a Cuckoo tribe near the Harpy tribe at that time." The Minotaur Elder said indignantly, "But it has happened, and regret is useless, and the Harpy has no choice but to do his best to raise these cuckoo offspring. You can't kill all these children, I was right at the time. But I didn't expect this to be a huge mistake, and once the mistake is made. It's a mistake. ”

A large group of people are better than Meng is a long sigh, and when this kind of thing happens, it is no longer a misfortune that can be described.

"Our Boer tribe is also much better, the Tianniu people are notoriously cautious, among their local tribes, because of their short stature, they don't need to go to the battlefield, so they are young and strong, probably worried that we will drag them down. So they moved into the second Underworld first. The Minotaur Elder explained, "The underground world is actually not only the level we are in now, through the underground stairwell, more than 2,000 meters below, there is an underground world that is about the same size as ours. ”

"You said the stepwell. Is it the underground staircase I see that emits flames from time to time? I've seen a lot along the way, and your home seems to have come down from a stairwell, am I right? Liu Zhenzhen asked.

"Yes, but in our layer of the world, although there are a lot of ladder wells, not all of them are passages to the second layer of the underground world, some of the ladders are through the underground lava river, some of the ladders are the nests of the monsters, and some of the ladders are labyrinth-like underground caves, like the small underground plains where our tribe now lives, although there are many of them, but the small plains with water sources are very rare. The ladder wells that lead to the second layer of the underground world here, which is where we are currently located, are only twenty or seventy in total. In fact, it is not only the second layer of the underground world, the stepwell of the second layer of the underground plain is two or three thousand meters down, and there is a layer of underground plain below, which is about the same size as our first and second layers, roughly about thirty or forty thousand square kilometers. ”

"Is there a fourth floor?" Helen asked, curious.

"There are only three layers known, and no one knows whether there is a fourth layer, maybe it hasn't been explored, maybe it's gone." The Minotaur Elder said patiently: "The underground world we live in, we are used to calling it the "Furious Flame Continent", the second layer of the underground world, we are used to calling it the "Black Continent", the third layer of the underground world, we are used to calling it the "Continent", the rulers of the second layer of the underground Black Domain Continent are the dark elves and the blood elves, the two elven races hate each other and always want to eat each other, and there are river immortals under the command of the dark elves. There are gray dwarves under the command of the blood elves, and the dark elves can summon the hellish black dragon in the third layer of the underground world to help the battle, and the blood elves have taken refuge in the super-level powerhouse of the second layer of the continent, the evil eye tyrant, and the two sides are also evenly matched, and the Tianniu people relocated to the second layer of the underground world soon after they took refuge in the blood elves, and then those cuckoos who grew up also moved to the black continent and took refuge in the dark elves. ”

"It's all Beamon, and you're embarrassed to go to the opposite side? Or take refuge in someone else? Liu Zhenzhen was a little annoyed: "What about the patriarch of the eagle-body? What does he eat? ”

"This tribe of harpies was originally owls, and they are known for "turning a blind eye". The young children of the clan are all cuckoos, and even if the owl patriarch wants to take care of it, he doesn't have this ability. The Minotaur Elder sighed: "How can we be the same as the Boer people, as the high-ranking nobles, the rhinoceros people died heroically when they protected us over the ladder mountain and the stone trench, and we takin and the heavenly bull are equal and have no right to interfere in their affairs." What's more, the Heaven Dou people barely sacrificed, and they also had a few wind whisper sacrifices. We takin people are a group of old and weak women and children, and we have no binding force on them at all. ”

"How did this Eagle Cow Man come out?" Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the dozen or so half-dead guys and said.

"The war between the Dark Elves and the Blood Elves has been going on. Gradually, there were also captives, the dark elves envied the cuckoo people on the side of the blood elves were tall and fast, and the blood elves also envied the dark elves on the side of the bull people with natural bone armor, so the two sides coincidentally implemented a hybrid plan, which contributed to the birth of the monster of the eagle cow people, in fact, we all called these cuckoo people harpy people out of face, the real harpies are two meters tall, how can there be such a short one. The Minotaur Elder sneered twice. continued: "After the use of this hybrid method, there are now very few pure-bred celestial bulls and cuckoos, and most of the dark elves and blood elves are so-called eagle cow people or cow eagle people.

Liu Zhenzhen and the two scepter priests looked at each other. He finally understood what this Minotaur elder meant when he said that he was ashamed, and it was indeed a shame to be Beamon to do this, but it also verified the old saying, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. Beamon is not a bloody man, even if he is such a simple race as the Boer Minotaur, there will still be narrow-minded scum.

"Let's talk about the matter of the first layer of the Fury Flame Continent, those two evil elves, haven't they launched a war against you in a thousand years?" Liu Zhenzhen asked Elder Tang Jin.

"We takin warriors are never afraid of war." Elder Tang Jin first said proudly, and then sighed: "Actually, Tiandou and the cuckoo people have largely gone to seek refuge in the dark elves and blood elves, and they are also harassed by these two elves, and they are really too scared, since they can't beat these people, they just do it with them." When our ancestors first came here a thousand years ago, they were already facing the captivity of these bandits, the dark elves and the blood elves, they were not productive, and their livelihood was purely based on plunder......"

“…… The object of their plunder, it is this underground indigenous troglodyte land to produce crops, troglodytes have a cowardly temperament, short stature, but they have very good adaptability, fertility is very good, three layers of the underground continent, you can see their industrious and busy figures everywhere, they are the cheapest cannon fodder and productivity in the eyes of the dark elves and blood elves, every time there is a war, the two elven races always come out to plunder, we are angry Tailu, is their best target. The Minotaur Elder said bitterly

"When we minotaurs and harpies set foot on this strange land, it was the cavemen who brought us food and water, and now our Beamon has become the main accomplice in killing them. ”

"We're not all white-eyed wolves that we don't raise, aren't you helping cavemen?" Liu Zhenzhen patted the Minotaur Elder on the shoulder.

"Cavemen are really not demanding, they don't have any ambitions, and I don't know why these two Jingshi clans are so ruthless." The Minotaur Elder said indignantly: "Over the years, the cavemen in the two underground continents really couldn't stand that kind of dark and bloody nonsense, and moved to the first layer of the Raging Flame Continent from below. The two elves used us here as a granary, and from time to time sent out plundering teams, killing and robbing, we takin people can't fly, there are only more than 7,000 people in total, and they can't hold so many well ladders, only a few people in a team. Form a team of rangers and patrol the entire Continent of Fury. ”

"How many Dark Elves and Blood Elves are there? And how many cavemen are there? Liu Zhenzhen squinted and asked.

"The number of dark elves is at least about 50,000, the river immortals are about two million, the population of blood elves is about 100,000, the gray dwarves are 300,000, the number of eagle cowmen of the two elven clans should be no less than 300,000, the total number of cavemen and slaves living in their hands is about 50 million, and the number of cavemen in our Angry Flame Continent is at least 30 million." Elder Tang Jin knew what the Lord in front of him meant by what he said: "The Flame Continent is the most dangerous continent among the three layers of underground continents, and there are three hellish dogs in each of the four directions, southeast and northwest, occupied by the three-headed dog Kelberus, the Arcanasad Manticore, the Six-Winged Flame Demon and the Flame Monarch, and the four super-level demonic beasts all have their own families, and they will also wander in the Flame Continent from time to time, so neither the Dark Elves nor the Blood Elves have any intention of occupying this continent,"

"What are the river immortals who follow the dark elves? Isn't your strength too weak to protect this continent alone? Liu shook his head vigorously, all the way over, the dry bones were not unseen, it seemed that they were all the corpses of these poor cavemen.

"The River Immortals claim to be our Bimengdi Earthworm Clan." Elder Tang Jin said.

"!" Liu Zhenzhen almost didn't jump.

"Huh. I also think they're, we have an alliance with the Typhon Giant Tribe in the Valley of Fire. The three major natives of the underground, the cavemen, the typhon giants, and the river immortals. The first two are very kind and kind races. The Typhon Giants have a very imposing nickname called "Hellfire", they are the same as the dwarves, they are very good at forging, with the strength of the Typhon Giants and our takin warriors, they can barely protect a little more from the cavemen of the Flame Continent, but in the near future, the Blood Elves and Dark Elves are going to prepare for a big battle, and in order to reserve food before the war, the Flame Continent will inevitably suffer another looting, our Rangers. I have all rushed to the seven main camps, ready to shrink the front, but it is very troublesome, after all, there are too many well ladders here. The territory is too large. The Minotaur Elder looked at the sacrificial lord's eyes sincerely: "We Minotaurs still live in the bright surface world, and the glory of Tipolo and Champa has been passed down in our legends for thousands of years, but we must do something for the cavemen, we can't just leave them for ourselves, the days of suffering have followed the cavemen for too long, too long, so, my lord, we can't leave here." ”

"What's the matter with this kid?" Liu Zhenzhen smiled and pointed at the dark spirit is Trist and asked.

"Hehe, my lord, Trist's age is much older, he has a true essence heart, escaped from the Dark Elves' Rose Academy, he is determined to save all the cavemen from the reign of darkness, he has not come up with a definite and useful way to save the cavemen in the past few years, he is still thinking of coming up with a way, go to the surface world to learn from the outside experience." There was love and pride in the eyes of the Minotaur Elder looking at Trist, and it was enough to prove the ability and determination of this dark elf for a dark elf to make a minotaur trust him like this.

"It's really different everywhere you go." Liu Zhenzhen nodded approvingly to the dark elf.

"The surname Cui Di is not a good person at all." Trist smiled mischievously, the elf who was more than a hundred years old was indeed still a child.

"A few days ago, did any of the other Beamon priests come to ask you for directions?" Liu Zhenzhen asked with a smile.

"Yes, sir." Elder Tang Jin smiled faintly: "A week ago, our ranger met him, and he also had the purpose of leading us out of the underground, after our minotaur refused this request, he went to the second layer of the Black Domain Continent, and he went to find the few cuckoos. ”

Liu Zhenzhen smiled bitterly and shook his head.