Seeing the sudden change, Brienne was struck by lightning, and could only yell at Moria, regardless of whether she heard it or not.

"Pick up the slate!"

At this time, it was too late to interrupt the magic circle, so I could only grab the slate in my hand first, otherwise I wouldn't want to complete the task.

Fortunately, the dark elf's first reaction was the same as hers, and the moment the crystal box exploded, Moriah rushed out like a fierce black panther and snatched the slate into his hand, before the others could react to what was happening.

Only the mad goblin shaman Alana shouted excitedly:

"Hahaha, what are you talking about so much, it's better to do it directly, look at our aaagh! How powerful the magic is! ”

The culprit was already obvious, it turned out to be this greenskin, I don't know what magic he used, he took control of the goblin auctioneer of the same tribe, and made him crash into the stone slab.

The latter was holding his head at this time, rolling on the ground with a splitting headache, looking like life was worse than death.

But no one had time to pay attention to him at this time, because the circle that appeared out of thin air on the ground was emitting a palpitating aura.

In the blink of an eye, a new circle had taken shape, and the winds of magic in the air of the entire "Ruins of the Three Towers" gathered towards it, like a giant mouth of a monster, greedily devouring the surging winds of magic.

The legal professions present soon noticed that the concentration of the magic wind around them had dropped sharply, and even the dullest people knew that this time it seemed that it had really played big.

It turns out that what the Speaker of the Council said is true!

It's a pity that all this happened between the lightning and flint, and by the time they really reacted, it was too late.

The azure magic circle once again burst into dazzling light, and after the blue light dissipated this time, hundreds of strange creatures suddenly appeared in the hall of the auction house, to be precise, on the stage near the stone slab.

Completely armored, they were like divine soldiers descending from heaven.

"Hiss! Got it! You lowly warm-blooded people dare to steal the holy relics left by the ancient saints to my lord, hiss! ”

A distinctive roar was heard, and then a skull rose into the sky with blood light, and on the stage, a tall and strong body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Vader! You dare to kill the people of the Great Stomach God, and Solim will not let you go! ”

This defenseless corpse belonged to the ogre who guarded the entrance to the ruins yesterday, and Brienne judged that his strength should have reached the level of a biaohan, second only to tyrants and butchers in an ogre tribe, and belonged to the upper leadership class, but she didn't expect that just one could be seen in a different place.

Seeing the tribal warrior killed, the enraged ogre butcher picked up the severed head on the ground that was still full of stunned expressions, opened his bloody mouth, bit it in a few bites, and then began to jump and chant incantations.

"Big Stomach Devouring!"

Another flash of blood flashed, and the ground beneath the enemy's feet suddenly cracked, and a dark, dark and bottomless abyss full of sharp teeth was formed, like the great mouth of the Great Stomach God, ready to pull the enemy into his never-ending stomach and feast on it.

But it's a pity that the enemy that Solim encountered this time was not a group of beasts in the mountains, nor a rabble like the greenskins and beastmen, the other party was a well-trained elite and an innate warrior.

Just as the Ogre Butcher's magic was about to kick in, yellow magical shields appeared at everyone's feet, as if precisely calculated, keeping the terrifying maws and fangs out.

"Hard Armor!"

Another roar.

"Hiss! Ogre? It's a joke that stupid races dare to use magic too! Hiss! ”

Another alien creature with a yellow feather on his head and a wooden staff in his hand said, except that no one in the room could understand his language, and to the ears of ordinary people, it was just a meaningless roar.

Although they couldn't understand it, almost everyone recognized the identity of this group of uninvited guests, because their appearance was so conspicuous, with scales all over their bodies, scarlet forked tongues, and lizard-like heads, this was a force of lizardmen!

"If you don't die, you won't die, these idiots really provoked the lizardmen!"

As probably the only person present who could understand the lizardmen's unique lizard language, Brienne at the back of the crowd was not overjoyed, on the contrary, her face could be as ugly as she could be.

She knew before that the halfling council leader was not lying, nor was he exaggerating, if the seal of the ancient holy stone tablet was opened and sensed by the demon toad priest who was far away in "Luschia", it would definitely end badly.

If you are unlucky and encounter a bad-tempered demon toad, it may directly cause an earthquake and turn the entire "ruins of the Three Towers" into powder.

Fortunately, their luck this time was not bad, thanks to the blessing of the stupid goblin shaman, although the slate was sensed, but the disaster did not come, instead, a whole army of lizardmen was teleported!

That's right, standing on the stage at this time, this heavily armed and ready army is the lizardman who has been teleported directly from "Luschia" thousands of miles away through some powerful high magic!

In addition to the Skinlizard Priests who fended off the ogre's magic, Brienne also saw several groups of lizard warriors wearing gray feathered crowns and holding black shields, and they formed the main force of this force together with a few Skink skirmishers armed with short spears and blowing arrows, which were also mixed with a dozen spear-wielding riders riding cold lizards, and several burly monsters, monitor lizards, who were a few points stronger and stronger than the ogres.

And in front of this team was a lizard man with a halberd in his hand, covered in scars, and it was he who killed the ogre man next to him with just one blow.

It took a minute, and when his subordinates were lined up, the lizard ancient blood warrior spoke again:

"Shhh Although you don't understand, I still have to say that I am the "Sacred Halberd" Sa-Ka, the former military commander of the "City of Ashes", and now the commander of the "Gray Dust" Legion of the "City of the Sun", on the orders of my lord Master Mazda Moody, led the "Gray Dust" to recover the lost stone tablets of the "City of Ashes". Kill! ”

With that, he pointed the halberd in his hand forward, and the object was none other than Moria, the dark elf holding the stone tablet.

The other lizardmen also let out a war cry at the same time, and then walked forward in the direction of the halberd, walking in a neat step, shouting a unified slogan.

"Hiss! Kill! ”

PS: The character lizardman "Sa-ka" is provided by book friend Talinnam.