Late at night, the stars dimmed.

Morishige Province, Shatar Great Plains.

It is a vast plain that spans the entire province, with a sudden drop of snow and ice, and the beautiful fields are covered with a layer of white veil, and the cold smell mixed with the bitter cold temperature lingers over the plain.

As far as the eye can see, boundless felt tents stand on the white snow, countless blood-red flags flutter in the wind, and dense ant-like lizardman warriors in sharp armor crowded the snowy roads.

In the middle of the white plain, scattered snowflakes covered the gorgeous tent dome in front of you.

The wide curtain was embroidered with mysterious runes, and a lizardman warrior with a powerful aura silently guarded it, and the dim starlight was sprinkled, and the armor style was faintly similar to that of the stigmata veteran.

Click! Click!

Hurried footsteps rang out from afar, and in a blink of an eye, a tall lizardman in crimson armor crashed into the snowflakes and walked through the quiet snow.

The surrounding lizardman warriors bowed slightly in respect when they saw the crimson armored lizardmen, and then let the tall lizardmen enter the tent.

Inside the tent, a roaring fire burns around the edge of the snow-white carpet, dissipating the cold temperature.

Contrary to what you might expect, the interior is not like a place to live, but rather like a prayer room in a temple.

A faint scent of elk filled the air, and a scarlet lizardman statue stood in the center of the tent, unable to see the statue's face, but there was an inexplicable feeling, as if the statue was watching everyone all the time.

The tall lizardman walked into the tent, prostrated on the white carpet, and said respectfully, "Your Highness Yve, a group of Stigmata veterans has met with an accident while chasing the Violet Guards. ”

"Judging from the picture transmitted back by the magic runes, it doesn't look like a soldier from the Stoke Kingdom, I suspect... It was Valoran's collar that did it. ”

The muffled prayer came to an abrupt end, and the old lizardman priest who was kneeling on the ground tilted his head slightly, staring at the lifelike lizardman statue in front of him, his cloudy eyes flashing with a faint blood-colored glow.

Yves Harris, leader of the Lizardmen Temple Priesthood.

Although the kingdom of Besilik has the throne of king, the gods endow the king with the power and the gods are supreme.

The overall leadership was still led by the temple and the priests, which shows that Yves Harith was only under the Pope in the kingdom of Bessilik.

At the same time, it is also the initiator and commander of the Lizardmen's Winter Raid War

"Valoran Territory, the legendary power of the Northlands." Yves stood up and turned to look down at the tall lizardman, the red and white priestly robes dragging to the ground. "So, what we expected happened."

"The Valoran Lords have taken the Kingdom of Stoke as food in their mouths, and hates it when others move its interests." Yves chuckled softly, and his wrinkled face was cold: "Hansen, is the Pterodactyl Knight Squad back?" ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Yves, the Pterodactyl Knight squad hasn't been heard from since they went out." The tall lizardman called Hansen replied respectfully, his prostrate body motionless as a mountain.

The crimson fire burned, reflecting Yves's increasingly cold face: "Is this really not taking the Lizardman Temple seriously?" He paced up to Hansen, and a majestic gaze descended on the tent.

"Isn't there any news from the Cocker tribe as well?"

"Yes, Your Highness Yves, I specifically contacted Noth before I came, but there was no response." Hansen said softly, a hint of murderous intent flowing from his resolute and iron-blooded face.

"We need to prepare for the worst, the Corkle clan has been defeated by the Valoran Leadership, and the Pterodactyl Knights have also been wiped out in the Blackwood Province."

"Even, the scout team they sent quietly infiltrated the Morizhong Province."

Hearing this, Yves frowned, gently arranged the red and white priest's robes, took out a divine emblem from his arms, and threw it to Hansen: "Do what you think, I only want the result, warn Valoran of the result!" ”

Turning to look at the statue of the scarlet lizardman, Yves lowered his head and looked extremely respectful: "Even if the rumors are true, but an oracle has already descended, and my lord will send down miracles when necessary." ”

The godfall event that happened at the Gate of Sorrow has also been heard of by the Lizardman Temple.

Regardless of the specific strength, the god of abomination, Grelas, is a great god on the high shore, and falling at the Gate of Sorrow like this can be described as terrifying the Lizardman Temple.

With a cautious attitude, they paid special attention to the movements of the Valoran Territory, and the fact that three Lizardman Temple Priests had disappeared into the area on the edge of the Valoran Territory for no reason had to make Yves prepare in advance.

This winter plundering war, it seems that Yves is leading the execution, but in fact, the lizardman god Samuel Anya has already sent down an oracle, and it needs more faith to invest in the kingdom of the gods, so this plunder has developed into an invasion war until now.

Oh, and the oracle also specifically instructed the Lizardmen Temple to find a new legend who had stepped into the path of blood.

"Praise be to the great Lord!" Hansen said respectfully, his eyes reflecting the shape of the emblem in his palm.

The emblem is round in shape, made of special red crystal, and the front is engraved with the vague figure of Samuel Anya, the god of the lizardmen, and faintly, it feels the blood power flowing quietly within the emblem.

Holding the red emblem tightly, Hansen left the tent with a half-bowed body, the wind blowing, and the strong body was slightly steaming with hazy white air.

Hansen Daller, the deputy leader of the Lizardmen Legion who invaded the Stoke Kingdom, is the most famous legend of the Bessilik Kingdom, and he also controls the Stigmata Veteran, one of the Lizardmen's ace legions.

"I will cut off your heads and comfort the dead warriors." Hansen quietly looked to the northwest, the killing intent in his pupils no longer hidden, like a flame burning.

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In the cold winter dusk, thick clouds cover the glow, and the cold wind blows up bursts of snow.

The extreme cold wind came from the surface, surging like ocean waves, like a mist lingering in the sky, fluttering up and down, constantly invading the mainland.

Silent dead woods, scorched earth, the smell of blood filling the air.

Draven gasped slightly, the ring-handled axe in both hands stained with green blood, and the woods in front of him were strewn with the corpses of the lizardmen, and the occasional twitching lizardman warrior could be seen.

Obviously, not long after the battle here, Draven led the Tryfali legionnaires to victory again, but there was no smile on his face, full of solemnity and helplessness.

Looking down at his abdomen, the golden-red symbol shone brightly, as if mocking his useless work.

From the moment he eliminated the Lizardmen's elite warriors that night, Draven felt like he was exposed to the light.

The ensuing situation also successfully illustrates this, wherever he and the Trefali legionnaires walked and hid, there were lizardmen warriors who found their tracks and attacked wildly.

"Do you want to stop us from leaving Morishige Province? Or revenge? ”

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