"I can only lend you a hundred-man team." Berserker Karui anxiously commanded the drunks in the camp to keep cutting down trees and then building new houses: "You see, these new refugees, they need rest and healing before they can return to the battlefield, and my manpower is also very tight. ”

The camp of the Judtonheim people has more than doubled in size compared to the last time Xu Yichen came, and the boundary of the camp has been bordered by the Chaos Hound grass planted by Master Gast, this shit-like name was given by the Yutunheim people themselves.

This inconspicuous but resilient plant is very sensitive to psionic energy and chaotic aura, and will quickly wither if there are chaotic creatures around them, alerting those around them that there is danger.

"Recently, the forest has been unsafe, and those Chaos Cubs are like growing out of the ground, and many small tribes can't support them anymore." Karui sighed, he had wanted to go to the door openly, like a true Yutunheim, defeat the warriors of the other tribes, and then recover them.

As a result, due to the problem of chaos, the small tribes of the Jutunheim took the initiative to join the tribe of Kalu, and his plan failed.

"Thank you, my friend, I need any warrior who can take the courage to fight the Chaos Demons now." Xu Yichen greeted Karui slightly, and the berserker was not ambiguous, and whistled vigorously, and a strong man more than two meters tall rushed over.

"Chief, what's the matter?" The strong man still had an axe in his hand, obviously thinking that the humans were looking for trouble.

"Don't get excited, my brother, this is a friend of the Judtonheim, Demon Hunter Xu Yichen, go and call your team and help our friends get through this difficult time!" Berserker Karui's huge body is set off by the strong man who looks like a child.

"This is the Tarigai of the Ironwood Tribe, he is a good hand with an axe, he protected his people for two days and two nights, I don't know how many Chaos Cubs he killed, but not a single woman or child has been lost!" Kaluhaha laughed and introduced the strong man beside him: "He is now in charge of a team of 100 people, all of whom are the best fighters under my command, I hope we can tide over the difficulties together and drive Chaos out of our territory!" ”

"Thank you for your help, Karui, we will remember your friendship, and the Seris never treat their friends badly." The Demon Hunter looked at the busy camp and knew that Karui had done his best: "Without further ado, we'd better go now, the war has already begun, and it needs to be extinguished with the blood of the enemy." ”

"Tarigait, don't embarrass us Yutunheim!" Karui patted Tarigai on the shoulder so hard that he made the strong man seven or eight centimeters shorter, and his feet sank into the dirt.

"No, Chief! Even if Tari died, he would make those Chaos Cubs remember the bravery of our Yutunheim forever! Tariga looked at Karui feverishly, as if he were looking at his own king.

As a berserker, Tari must have gotten used to going straight and gathering his team without even looking at the Demon Hunter.

"I've been feeling like I'm going to break through lately, and they've all felt like I have a chance to become a legendary berserker in the future." Kalu, who is three meters tall, explained his situation, revealing a hint of pride in his tone: "Recently, my strength has grown rapidly, and I often can't control it well, but I like this feeling, this power makes me feel that I can do anything!" ”

"Congratulations!" The Demon Hunter sincerely blessed the Berserker, and Karui apparently broke through his bottleneck and began to level up.

This is often the case with Native transcendents, and once they hit a bottleneck, they will not make an inch for a long time, as if their experience points are locked and their level has reached the upper limit.

"Let's go, war waits for no one!" The Berserker Karui stretched out his big hand, but was nimble enough to dodge it by the Demon Hunter, who guessed that Karui's strength attribute was probably close to 25 points, and he didn't want to test his bones with his own bones.

The new Tiger Shark quickly landed more than a hundred Judtonheim men, and although Karui said that he could only support a team of hundreds, he also mobilized an additional dozen berserkers with magic emblems to support the Seris.

Elven POWs and druids were very quiet aboard the Laughing Smith, the former despising the Jutunheim and the latter not wanting to deal with the Muscle Sticks in this troubled season.

Not every druid is as good at turning enemies into friends as Master Gast, and many of them have a fatal case with the Yutunheim.

"Next stop, Godrim City!" The captain of the Laughing Craftsman gave a loud order, and the formation of the two airships suddenly began to accelerate at full strength, the power of the wind tunnel engines was loaded to the maximum, and the high temperature caused by air friction caused the engine room to be sealed.

On the other side, the warrior monk Feng Wuyi sneakily walked in the twisted cabin, which was the interior of the Consolation, like anything else infected by Chaos, where time and space seemed to have lost their meaning completely.

Feng was not sure, the Comfort was hit by the sharp bow of the Zhiyuan, and he saw that the Comfort was almost broken in two, a large amount of sea water poured in from the bottom of the sea, and the deck was quickly submerged under the ocean.

But in the next second, the warrior monk walked into the cabin, as if he had stepped into another world, the sea, the battleship, and so on, all of which were left behind, there was no sea, no enemy, only a road that could not be seen at a glance.

He followed Archahn into the cabin of the Comfort, originally planning to fight to the death to see if he could find a chance to find the corpses of the Navy, but in the blink of an eye he was lost.

Feng Wuyi was sure that when he first entered the cabin, the distance between himself and Achahn would not exceed fifteen meters, but here?

"Three thousand and one, three thousand and two, three thousand and three." Feng Wuyi walked slowly, reaching out from time to time to push away the obstacles that seemed to be like a field in front of him. The sulfurous yellow-green glow shimmered intermittently through the fleshy walls on either side, like a weakened heartbeat.

"Three thousand and four, three thousand and five." He didn't want to count, but his lips moved involuntarily, his footsteps uncontrollably treading the planned path to calm his tense nerves.

A full three thousand and five steps, Feng Wuyi was sure that he had not encountered a detour with too much arc, although he had encountered many forks along the way, the distance between his steps was almost seventy centimeters, and he had walked a distance of more than two thousand meters so far.

And the Solace could not have been so huge.