In addition to the ogres and vampires who are on important missions, Stone himself is not idle, riding a motorcycle every day, leaving early and returning late with Azag, and continuing to investigate the information on the periphery of the "Broken Tooth Tribe".

Although the next plan revolves around the tunnel, before An Rita does not come back and the tunnel is not opened, he has to make second-hand preparations, in addition to infiltrating, he also has to consider how to retreat safely after rescuing the old rotten tooth.

The ideal way is to go back the way you came, but if you can't get through, you can only rely on your own skills to fight your way out.

Stone already had a vague plan in his heart, everything had to wait for An Rita to return.

Before that, the ogres of the "Big Stick Tribe" were also mobilized, and the young and middle-aged took turns digging tunnels underground every day, while the old, weak, sick and disabled packed their bags and were ready to retreat at any time.

He had already spoken to Elder Bayi once, and offered to set aside a piece of land within his tribe's sphere of influence for the ogres to build a new home, and if they wished, they could also settle in the "Steel Rock", in any case, the material would definitely be a few grades higher than now, and at the same time, it would also ensure the independence of their tribe.

For him, it was equal to one more vassal race.

Bayi didn't respond to him directly, he didn't say anything in his mouth, but his body was very honest, and looking at the actions of the ogres, he knew that the elder was tempted.

Even Barrat knew that if the status quo continued, the fate of the tribe was only a dead end, how could he not see it.

It's just that the stone hasn't shown its worth worth the entire tribe's desperate gamble.

But they don't seem to have any other choice.

As the only ogre who has left the "Thunder Mountains" in the last ten years, Bagrat has a deep understanding of this, although he has only been out for a few months, but what he has seen and heard these days has made him firmly believe that the "Broken Claw Tribe" is the best place for his kind.

There are spacious houses, fresh beer, rude orcs and mischievous goblins, and most importantly, delicious food.

For everyone's better life, no matter how hard and tired he is, he has to grit his teeth and work hard.

In the underground tunnel, several ogres had already agreed on the time of their turns, and although they were reluctant, the other ogre stood up and prepared to replace Bagrat who was sweating and panting.

"Blind, you're out of time, I'll come."

"It's okay, I can still hold on for a while!"

Bagrat gritted his teeth, a determined glint in his yellow-brown eyes.

"Don't be reckless, according to me, you will definitely not be able to chisel it in ten days, and it will be useless for you to work hard."

"Who said that!"

The ogre gunner's eyes widened, and he shouted:

"I promised the boss, saying that if I can get it open, I can get it open, but it really can't be done, drag my cannon over and bomb him!"

After saying that, he spat on the ground, ready to roll up his sleeves and continue to work.

At this time, an ogre carrying stones next to him suddenly asked.

"Did you hear anything?"

"What's in this place...... Well? ”

The ogre just wanted to refute, but found that there was indeed a sound of rustling in the distance, getting closer and closer, especially obvious in the silent and enclosed underground space, and terrifying.

The other ogres also heard this, and sat up from the ground one after another, their faces serious, only Bagrat was not surprised, and quickly looked up, a look of anticipation written on his chubby face.

The strange sound was still approaching at high speed, and after a few seconds, a sound of breaking the sky flashed above everyone's heads, mixed with a few screams.

"Bats! It's a vampire bat! ”

The sharp-eyed ogre finally recognized the source of the sound, which turned out to be a group of bats covered in darkness with only a pair of eyes emitting a cold red light, emerging from the gap between the falling rocks overhead and the wall.

There were about thirty or forty of them, each the size of an ogre's belly, and in the light of the wall fire, it was like a tumbling cloud of fire, full of aggression.

It's not a pleasant thing to encounter such an aggressive monster in a narrow space, especially since ogres don't have any weapons, and either they can only pick up the rubble on the ground with their bare hands or can only pick up the rubble on the ground, and instinctively prepare to throw it out to attack.

Hunting in the wild all year round, they know that the first strike is the best choice, and when they are not sure whether they are safe, it is always the best choice.

But just before they could act, a dark shadow rushed out, stopped in front of everyone, and shouted:

"Stop! Don't move! ”

It was Bagrat, whose prestige in the tribe was only that of the Elders, and as soon as he spoke up, the other ogres, though puzzled, stopped moving.

After circling in the air four or five times, dozens of bats fell vertically like a waterfall of magma, and the momentum seemed to be about to smash a hole in the floor.

Just before the first bat was about to make close contact with the ground, its orange body, illuminated by the fire, suddenly exploded, turning into a dense black mist, followed by the second and third......

After the black mist that all the bats turned into gradually dissipated, what appeared in front of everyone was a human girl with delicate facial features and a red aristocratic costume.

Several ogres present were no strangers to her, the same guy who had come with the Black Orc Chieftain in the first place.

Bagrat at the front, unable to hide the excitement on his face.

"Ann Rita, you're finally back!"

It turned out to be her, no wonder the other ogres didn't know, and when she set off, there were only a few people present, including Stone, Azag, and Baglaat.

The girl, who was actually a vampire, nodded, her face seemed even paler than before.

"Take me to the stones."

………

The safe return of the vampire means that the first step of the whole plan is successfully completed, and the epic powerhouse is really extraordinary, and he will bring back a full load of dry goods as soon as he comes out.

"Coagulation for Wings", a not very advanced vampire magic that can be mastered by ordinary vampires above the intermediate level, similar to the "Clotting of Blood for Claws" incarnated as a dire wolf and "Coagulation as a tail" incarnated as a sand scorpion.

However, unlike the latter two, which can only turn into one animal, the number of bats that can be transformed into this magic will gradually increase as the strength increases.

It is said that the legendary vampire count can transform into more than ten bats, each of which has the strength of a mid-level magical beast, and more importantly, they can all act independently and share a field of vision, coupled with the characteristics of flying in the air and easy to hide, it is simply the best choice for finding information.

When he first heard that An Rita could use this magic to find out the news, the stone was also overjoyed, but when the vampire girl turned into a large bat in front of him, even the black orc was shocked.

It is worthy of an ancestor who has lived for thousands of years, and he actually conjured more than 30 bats, which is enough to completely wipe out a small mercenary group in terms of combat effectiveness alone.

Anrita's strong magical prowess, coupled with the "Thunder Mountain" map that Azag had prepared in advance, gave Stone confidence in her actions.

In fact, in the past five days, she has returned unharmed and brought detailed information, but from her pale face, it can be seen that maintaining this high-level magic for a long time is also extremely taxing.

But it was all worth it, and Annita's first words when she saw the stone were:

"The old Rotten Tooth is still alive, but in a few days the Broken Tooth Tribe will hold a grand ceremony to announce their chief as the new warlord, and as the most important part of this ceremony, the new warlord will personally cut off the old shaman's head in front of everyone."