The two leaders exchanged arms almost in a defeat-losing manner, and seeing such a bloody and fierce battle made the bloodthirsty monsters even more excited, and some gnolls even made their debut to cheer for their leader.

The chaotic and evil monster art style is so strange that you never know what they're going to do in the next second.

Agron clutched his severed arm and let out a painful roar, Warwick was also half-kneeling on the ground gasping for breath, the price he paid was obviously greater, and the wolf king, who had been dead with him for half a year, was actually shocked to death by the strange power of the two-headed ogre.

"What are you still doing in a daze! Slaughter him for me! ”

Warwick was so angry that he wanted to pull these strange guys over and beat them up, but fortunately, they still knew the seriousness of the matter.

So, in less than 5 seconds, Agron's body had several more deep wounds that could be seen on the bone, and one of them was a gnoll with a spear that had a bloody hole in his stomach.

Blood gushed like a fountain, and his strength was passing rapidly, and in the face of the sneak attack from the countless gnolls around him, Agron could only let out an angry roar at them, but to no avail, it only made the gnolls think that he was already at the end of his crossbow.

And at this moment, there was a sudden sharp chirp in the air. Dozens of black shadows quickly swept by, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared directly above the battle area.

The black shadow has the head, claws, and wings of a giant eagle, but the body is a strong male lion, and this race seems to have forcibly mixed two different species. But there's no denying that these griffons have terrifying attack power!

They came from the air en masse, and before many of the gnolls could react, the sharp beaks of the birds had already pierced their heads, gulping down the marrow of their brains. The eagle's talons are like hooks, which can easily crush the heart of the target, and the body of the male lion gives this group of monsters the terrifying power to tear apart their prey.

The appearance of the griffin caused a lot of commotion to the Wolftooth Clan, and the scene was suddenly a little chaotic, they had a clear division of labor, some were creating chaos, and others were flying towards the Ogre Chieftain, Warwick suddenly understood the Griffin's intentions, they wanted to save the Ogre Chief?!

Warwick carried a plate axe in his left hand, and made three steps and two steps to cut off the head of the two-headed ogre, but the leader of the griffin was faster, it was like a black light, and the eagle's talon stomped on Warwick's shoulder, and the claws were like nails that pierced into Warwick's flesh and blood, deep into the bone marrow.

He screamed in pain and swung his stone axe at the griffon's legs, who didn't give him a chance to hurt himself, and tore out a large amount of flesh and blood, which looked shocking.

In the next second, Warwick saw the two-headed ogre roll over and climb onto the back of the griffin leader, while the rest of the griffons covered him, and finally spread their wings and flew away.

At this point, this war of annihilation against the ogres from the beginning has finally come to an end, and the three hundred ogres except for the ogre chieftain who was rescued by the griffin under serious injuries, and the rest are all dead! The corpse became a meal on the plate of the monsters that night.

And the price paid by the Wolf Tooth tribe is nothing more than a dozen gnolls warriors and dozens of monsters from other clans who are used as cannon fodder. Perhaps, the only thing to regret is that the leader of the wolf fangs has been badly injured in this battle, and if he does not receive timely and effective treatment, his right arm will be useless.

Obviously, there is no priest in this barren wilderness, and no one in the entire Red Dragon Clan is a druid.

In order to survive, Warwick ruthlessly cut off his right arm.

Half an ear and one arm?

Tsk, it's scary to think about.

A day later, news came from Longshou Mountain that Her Royal Highness the Silver Dragon Irelia had returned with a group of Chimera cubs, and vaguely revealed that the true owner of the Red Dragon Territory would return in the near future.

Of course, these messages are still secret, and only a few people such as Warwick Wolftooth know about them.

At the same time, Kazarin.

The badly wounded, two-headed ogre knelt before the huge stone seat, clutching his bloodied arms in repentance.

"Agron, how did you become like this?"

"I have disappointed you, my king, and I beg you to punish you for disgrace and shame on you for giving you the name of the Stone Crusher."

The huge figure looked at the giant eagle standing on its shoulder, and let out a dull whisper.

"Little bird, tell me what happened on that barren land."

"Lord, the Ogre Chieftain failed to bring the gnolls into submission to your rule, resulting in a conflict between the two, and if it wasn't for the griffon leader who saved him at the last minute, the Gravelbreaker's head might now be hanging on the flagpole."

The giant eagle Warlo recounted the scene on the battlefield, and he just cleverly changed his words, and he had the illusion that it was all the fault of the ogre chief.

The two-headed ogre was a low-IQ fool, and he didn't hear anything wrong.

"My king, blame the cunning gnolls for all this, if they hadn't ambushed my people with traps, how could the gnolls be the opponents of the murderous ogres!" Agron said unwillingly.

"Agron, you are defeated, no matter how you quibble, this ironclad fact will not change again, tell me the details, including the arrangement of the gnolls and the strength of the troops."

"Yes, my great king."

The two-headed ogre lowered his head slightly, and said everything he knew, but the content of his words said nothing about the defenses of the Wolf Tooth Tribe, and in a rather contemptuous tone, the whole story was about how cunning and weak the Jackals were, and how they needed to use intrigue to achieve victory.

The giant was troubled by this guy's IQ, he frowned, and couldn't help but reprimand.

"Enough! Agron, if you don't learn your lesson, you will still lose next time against the group of gnolls you think are weak! ”

He looked at the griffons hovering in the air, and thought that these monsters couldn't speak, so he turned to look at Hua Luo.

"Little bird, it's up to you."

"My king, the Stonebreaker is right, the gnoll's fortress is like an anthill in front of your mighty body, your ogres and trolls can easily tear apart the bodies of those wild dogs, the griffon's claws can crush their hearts, the beaks of birds can chop their heads off, the tribe of gnolls cannot stop your invincible army, and any clan that dares to defy your majesty will be destroyed in your wrath."

The giant figure was obviously satisfied with the words of the giant eagle, and despite the loss of three hundred ogres, it still had an overwhelming advantage over the remote wilderness tribe. Moreover, he also has a strong hole card.

Although he suspected that the gnollet tribe might have other forces behind it, the intelligence of countless little birds told him that Huangyan Gang was a barren wasteland, and if there were other creatures, they would definitely not be able to escape their detection.

"Agron, go back and heal your wounds, reorganize your tribe, and after three days, go with me again to conquer the wilderness, your shame cannot be washed away by others, cut off the head of that wild dog to prove yourself!"

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