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Zaka, the Tatabur lizardman chief who invaded Santa Kana Lake, stood comfortably on the open tower of the scorched earth city castle that had been completed only a few days ago, watching everything in the distance through the miraculous artifacts bestowed upon him by the gods from heaven. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a slab that sat on a stone pedestal, and it was imbued with the great magic of the gods from heaven.

Outside the Trian's Stronghold of Diefend, his army surrounded the Stronghold of Difend, and the shorter races that came to support only wounded its army. A little farther north, Yafen looks blurry because of the mountains and trees, but the blurred picture is unusually quiet, Zaka Zakhabuton stretched out his long dark green tongue, licked the two nostrils sunken at the front end, and grinned with a malicious grin, "Said Zaka Zakabuton, who was as affectionate as the lizardman's mother, and it was a dead silence. ”

Stretching out its webbed toes to wipe the magic light plate, the battle was also in sight on the vast grasslands on the northwestern side of the Ella Mountains, its mighty army engaged in a life-and-death battle with several Trian armies, and it only took a short time for the overwhelming army to achieve victory.

It was obsessed with watching the fights to the death, and when the blood of the Trians was splashed, it always made its heart gush with a rush of excitement to the extreme, like the evil sexual fantasies of a young girl. It wants to show the gods descending from the sky on the swampy rocky beach that the commander of the lizardmen will not be as easily defeated as the idiot Kirchybonak who Diefend's command of the battle. Armies under its command will only have easy victories.

It licked the bare board lightly and stopped looking. The outcome of the two battles was already evident to it, it twisted its waist, shook its long tail, held the staff of the chieftain to hold it up, and stretched out its forelimbs to climb the armrest of the tower, looking up proudly at the cloudy sky, which was a beautiful sight, he closed his eyes and listened to the thunder that clashed from the sky from time to time, and even imagined the beautiful myth that the gods of heaven had woven for it in the near future. The altar holds the heads of bloody Trian leaders, deep crypts or wooded communities where the captive Trians are used as slaves and food. Even the self-proclaimed Mirazel of the Black Temple Mountain is nothing more than its minions, it will be the spokesperson of the closest god to the gods, its words will become oracles, and it will be immortal.

Thoughts drift down the filthy Lake Santa Cana, over the cloudy shadow mountains, and on the mountain walls beside the rocky craters, the gods from the sky are working miracles for them, and the promised colossus will crush all who dare to resist, and the lizardmen will live on forever.

But he didn't foresee it, and danger always came out of nowhere.

A torrent that is about to emerge from the Moore Gorge in the north of the scorched earth city may destroy the beautiful dreams in its heart. It's not that he didn't think about it, but he didn't think about it at all.

This rapids is the force that is marching through the Hidden Moore Gorge, the allied army of Yafen and the dwarves of the Al Ain dynasty.

At the edge of the end of the Moore Gorge, you can already see through the cracks in the surrounding trees the scorched earth city at the other end of the plain.

"Finally walked through that thrilling canyon." The Orange-Bearded Loki kept wiping the ring he had given Arno, sweating profusely, and he looked up towards his wish, "Culosius, it's the ugly fortress." In order to get here, I almost lost my life, but also my Hart Hero Axe. ”

"No doubt, I'm amazed that these guys have been able to build a castle while invading for months." Kurosius stroked Whitesnow, worried about the situation in Whitetown and Entle, there was no doubt that there was a bloody war on that side, and the imprints on the ground spoke for themselves, even if the interruption of communication made him feel like a blind man in the situation.

"What do we do now? I just want to get rid of all the evil in that castle quickly. Loki had a simple idea, and even used the time he was talking to sit cross-legged on the ground to recuperate.

"If you still have the strength. But we're running out of time. "Count Coulosius no longer worries about untouchable warfare on the other side of the dukedom, and for him, it is essential for him to quickly uproot the scorched earth city to put an end to the catastrophe of this land.

"I see, take a break. And then to their beginning, oh, their end. Loki nodded, then twisted his waist and motioned for all the dwarven warriors behind him to rest and regain their strength.

"I hope so. Hopefully it will be the end of them. My mission is to send them to Hell with the Sword of Easttim. Count Coolosius beckoned lightly to the guards standing behind him, and ordered them to keep an eye on the perimeter of the army, and kill any monster if it came close.

During the moment of the break, the Allied forces of the Arin and the Arin Dwarves did not encounter any goblin or lizardman patrols, but birds chirped.

On the top of the scorched earth city, there were also birds flying to the top, but these birds were black crows, singing unpleasant tunes, and one of the bold crows even stood on the head of Zakha Zakha Buton's staff, which made Zaka Za Ka Buton have a great appetite, and it opened its mouth full of fangs, and swallowed the daring raven in one gulp, the relishing chewer.

The sound of footsteps from the top of the tower was heard from the top of the tower, and it was Samra, a jumping lizardman, who had scurried up the tower.

Zakha Zakhabuton turned around in a relishful chew and looked coldly at Samra, the lizardman who had recklessly ascended the tower.

Samra, the lizardman, leaned down and crawled to their chieftain, sticking out her long tongue to lick and lick Zakha Hubton's webbed toes, and only after Zaka Zakabbuton let out a soft moan, did it sizzle timidly.

"Zaka Zaka Buton said, fuss! Didn't come back, didn't come back! Samra, who had been sent to seal the stronghold, might have found a fat sheep in the canyon. Zaka Khabuton didn't call you idiot to the tower! Zaka Khabuton wants you to get out! Zakha Zakhabuton lifted the chief's staff and swung it at Samra, the lizardman who had gone up to the tower, and with a cold slam of the staff, knocked the lizardman who had gone up to the tower to the ground.

The lizardman Samra whimpered and curled his long tail, quickly disappearing down the stairs from Zaka Zakabuton's sight. For it, this was a very light punishment, and if it weren't for the lizardmen's mother-like Zakha Hubton, who had gone up to the tower, it might have become one of the goblins who had been thrown off the tower. God's rewards and punishments are clear, even for the chiefs closest to God—to die or to live.

The dwarves of the Trians and the Al Ain dynasty clearly had different ideas from them. The dwarves of the Trians and the Al Ain dynasty will never choose to die, but will choose to live with dignity and value.

"Loki, I hope you're recovering quite well!" Cullosius on the edge of Moore Canyon patted Loki on the shoulder, and then called the Yafen guards to bring the white snow, and immediately sat up from the large rock, stepped on the stirrup, and turned over on the white snow.

His movements already speak of the end of a moment of rest.

"Oh, I have the energy to eat a whole wolf right now." Loki swiped his orange beard and stood up with the Hart Hero Axe, raising his hand and hooking his finger at the seated dwarven warriors behind him, "Rest·is·over!warriors·of·aien!"

"There's a tough battle to fight later, and it's not as easy as the 'Flower of the Earth'." As if searching for something, Count Culotius drew the sword of Easttem from his waist, touched the cold blade, and then withdrew it back into its scabbard.

"As long as you haven't outdone that guy. It's not a thing! Aren't you going to say something to my warriors? Leader. Loki shrugged.

"Of course." Count Culosius's red face was filled with a look of ambition, and the moment of rest fully showed that there were no patrolling monsters here at all. Kurosius turned his horse's head with a tug of the reins, and he faced the Yaphene warriors and dwarven warriors staring at him.

"Listen up." Loki read Cullosius' expression and nodded and smiled.

"Warriors of Yafen! And our Snow Country allies with the Big Thorn! As soon as Culosius's words came out, there was a boo among the dwarves.

"What a big thorn! Count Trian, we're quite brave! It's not like you terians who peed their pants in the face of that weird plant. Hahaha! A rough taunt came from among the dwarven warriors, and Cullosius didn't show any anger, but smiled at it.

"Interesting! The Snow King's nephew next to me seems to have retrieved his Hart Hero Axe from the mouth of the 'Flower of the Earth'! Culosius stole a glance at Loki, who was looking up at him from his horse, and he knew that Loki hated his name.

"What are you talking about?" Loki raised the Hart Hero Axe with both hands, "I have the status I have today, not by my uncle, but by it!" Warriors, don't you say? ”

Cheers rang out, and the dwarven warriors shouted with their battle axes aloft, "Yes! ”

"But on the other side of the plain we are about to step into stands an evil castle, the birthplace of evil, which threatens not only us Trians, but also Yafin, who has brought disaster and war to the world! Your Orangebeard Loki can kill the Flower of the Earth, and you have also retrieved its treasure from the Flower of the Earth's dangerous mouthparts! But if we want to get back the peace of the entire continent this time, it is estimated that there is no way to rely on his axe! That scorched earth city is not the 'flower of the earth'! Culosius pointed behind him.

"Take these pants-peeing terries to get there and see the scenery! He has our axes! And the cross hammer! The dwarven warriors booed again, raising their weapons and shouting, "We wield our battle axes like a whirlwind rising from the ground; With a cross hammer behind him, attacking the city is as simple as eating a meal of meat! ”

"Warriors of Yafen! I hope you don't lose to these Snow allies! "Cullosius finally drew the sword of Eastem, the symbol of Yaphen's glory.

"By the time our short legs run down the city, we've already made it into the city!" The Yafen warriors shouted angrily for a while.

"From now on, we're going to get out of the hidden Moore Canyon and into the sight of the monsters, and we'll step into the plains of Nosrec, no longer hidden! We want to embrace unrestrained! I hope you can conquer the beginning of evil as quickly as possible! Cullosius and Loki looked at each other and smiled.

"That would be the end of them!" At the edge of the Mor woods were the swirling banners of the Arfen and the waving dwarven battle axes.