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In this way, a group of people finally set off and plunged headlong into the vast forest.

At the same time, there was also a quarrel in the ogre camp, and it was the old ogre man and a black-robed man.

"Why don't you give us all the supplies? What are you doing when you're stuck like this? Although the ogre old man looked very old, he was really angry, and he smashed the table in front of him with one punch.

"We only have a plan, you just have to listen to us." The black-robed man still had the same half-dead attitude, and his voice was still intonal.

"Now that spring has begun, you give us supplies, and we can launch an attack on the human race, but what are you dragging on now?" It's no wonder that the ogre old man was angry, the previous supplies, these people were very happy to hand over to the ogre, but after the last batch of supplies arrived, these people actually stuck this batch of materials, just a small batch of materials handed over to the ogre. This annoyed some of the other ogres, which led to the current scene.

"That's our business, it's also our business when we start attacking, anyway, we haven't broken our promises, you don't have to worry about these things, just do your own thing." After saying that, he turned around and walked out, not even giving the ogre any chance to speak.

"You ......" The ogre old man just wanted the black-robed man to stop, and the matter was not finished yet, of course he couldn't let him go. But after the black-robed man stopped, the ogre old man suddenly felt a chill hit him, blocking all his words.

The black-robed man stood there, waiting for a moment to hear the ogre not speak again before continuing to walk, "You have to remember why you are here, and don't think you can escape from our palms. ”

The black-robed man was gone, but these words kept echoing in the heart of the ogre old man, which reminded him of the horror of being dominated by them at the beginning, and this feeling suddenly made the ogre old man's face extremely pale.

Half a day after the black-robed man walked out, the ogre old man was still sitting silently in his seat, motionless. It wasn't until a two-headed ogre came in from outside the tent that he slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

"Chief Chief! Still don't those guys agree? One of the larger heads of the two-headed ogre roared as soon as he came up.

Two-headed ogres are variants of ogres that are born with two heads, usually one large and one small, while the body is generally controlled by a larger head. These ogres are smarter, more powerful, and larger than regular ogres, and they can also learn spells, and because they have two heads, they generally work part-time in two professions.

Larger heads tend to be smarter and therefore learn the spellcasting class, while smaller heads become warriors. Because of this characteristic, many people believe that they have two souls in their bodies, so when they are named, they are usually given three names, one for the head, and one for the whole. (That's how the two-headed baboon is named)

This special body structure will naturally arouse the curiosity of mages, so many mages want to study this special phenomenon, but what disappoints them is that there is no one body and two souls at all, although the two heads seem to be two independent individuals, but to put it bluntly, they are actually just two personalities.

"Crick, be quiet, you're afraid those guys won't hear you, right?" At this time, the smaller head speaks, and the smaller head will be a little deformed, and this one is no exception, it only has one eye, and it has a small horn on its forehead, but its voice is very organized, and it is also very good, it is the typical bass timbre.

"Alright, Merissah, do whatever you say." What's even more surprising is that the big head named Creek would actually obey this little head named Merissah, which is rare among two-headed ogres, and is generally the big head with a leading position.

"Alas...... As you think, Murissah. These bastards didn't promise me at all, and they didn't even give me a reason. The ogre old man said to the Merissa a little lonely, "It's all because I'm useless that I let the tribe be controlled by others, and now it seems that your plan is useless." ”

"I guessed a long time ago, those people won't let us out of their control, it seems that they can only come according to their arrangement." Murissa said slowly with a glint of wisdom in his eyes.

"Are we really going to attack Silvermoon City?" The old ogre was immediately shocked when he heard this, although he had never seen what Silvermoon City was like, but he had still heard some legends about Silvermoon City, he didn't believe that they could really shake Silvermoon City.

"Of course not! There's no reason for us to hitch ourselves on those guys. I mean that we will first pack up the humans gathered outside the forest, and plunder the nearby cities, so that we can scrape together enough food, and then we will cross the river directly and go to the Eternal Wasteland, which is the territory of the wild god Marat, as long as we can get there, the minions of the dark gods will have nothing to do with us. ”

Indeed, many of the monsters in the Eternal Wasteland believe in the gods of the wilderness, including the orcs who live there. And the hatred between Marat and the three dark gods is not small, and those minions of the three dark gods dare to go where there are ghosts.

"But aren't we still going to war with humans? Then our losses ......." The old ogre was a little hesitant, he originally planned to send those slaves to attack the humans after getting the supplies, and he led the tribe directly to the Eternal Wilderness, so as to minimize the loss of the tribe, but now when he heard that there was still a war, he was a little hesitant.

In fact, they didn't know that there was an eternal wilderness at first, and they couldn't help but be natives of this place. Or was it Murissa who overheard the slaves say that after crossing a great river, they could reach the eternal wilderness.

After that, it found out a lot of slaves, and only then did it know the general situation of the Eternal Wilderness, which was full of swamps and fertile land, but there were too many monsters on it. But that's exactly what their bone-shattering tribe needs right now, the environment there is much stronger than the Enooch Desert, and this can also be controlled by the orcs and the dark gods, which is simply the ideal place for them.

However, now it seems that they still think too beautifully, and the minions of the three dark gods are not easy to fool, and they directly stuck the distribution of materials, which made the ogre very uncomfortable.

"Alas... The losses are certain, but as long as we can get out of the control of those bastards, these losses are worth it, and you don't want the tribe to attack Silvermoon City, it will definitely be looking for death! ”

As soon as Murraysa spoke, Crick couldn't help but speak, "Then why don't we just go and rob those bastards!" Anyway, we know where the supplies are. ”

However, Crick's words quickly drew a scolding from Murisser: "Stupid! I'm going to rob it, those guys are going to burn it all in one go. ”

"Oh"

Meanwhile, in a huge cave, a group of black-robed men are also discussing ogres.

"Lord Terry, have the ogres asked you for supplies again?" One of the black-robed men spoke.

"Well, those stupid people naively think we don't know what they're thinking, hehe, monsters can actually play tricks, it's really funny, hahahaha."

His words made all the black-robed people present laugh, and it seemed ridiculous to them that a group of stupid ogres were trying to trick them with some little tricks.

After the effect, a black-robed man suddenly said worriedly, "But what if they really defeat those armies of the Silver Moon Kingdom?" According to the virtues of those ogres, as long as they loot some small towns and add some human flesh, then their food should be enough, then they are likely to flee to the Eternal Plateau, and they will not attack Silvermoon City at all, what will we do when the time comes? ”

As soon as these words came out, the other black-robed people stopped laughing, after all, this is also a problem, their purpose is to let Silver Moon City suffer from the enemy, let them transfer troops from the Eastern Front to defend the capital, so as to reduce the pressure on the front line.

"Hey, hey, hey, even you thought of it, how could the Pope not think of it?" The black-robed man named Terry smiled confidently, and after saying that, he took out several rings from under his robe. "See what this is?"

"Transformation Ring!!" A group of black-robed people screamed in surprise when they saw these rings.

"Wrong! It's called the Perfect Transformation Ring! As long as you put the other person's soul into it, then you can perfectly transform into the other person's appearance, even if it is the other person's closest relatives, you can't tell the real from the fake. Best of all, they also allow you to learn each other's languages. After a moment's notice, Terry quickly put the ring away.

"There aren't a few smart people in this group of ogres, as long as you kill the slightly smarter people in the garbage, and you transform into them, what do you think will happen?"

After a little thought, the remaining black-robed people understood the Pope's idea, that is, to let them finally control the ogres, and then they didn't do what they wanted.

"His Holiness the Pope is really a genius!"

"Yes, yes, only such a person can be our leader!"

"He is worthy of the Chosen One!"

.........

A group of people immediately began to sing the praises of their Pope in the most sensual language, and this scene was the same as the people of Beibang talking about the three fats, which was simply a loss of discipline.

No way, in Bane Church, there has always been a dictatorship, so it's not surprising that they would do this, just look at the three fat houses next door.