"Don't try to run away in front of me!" Kudran Hammer roared loudly, "Damn the fishmen! ”

At the same time, he had already raised the black iron ball in his hand.

The iron ball crossed a wonderful parabola and was smashed into the crowd of fish......

Only a devastating explosion was heard, and the center of the fish crowd was blown open, and the almost cooked fish meat was splashed everywhere.

At least fifty fish-men, killed by this bomb in the hands of Kudran.

"Haha, you dare to rob the boat of the brute hammer, you are really killing yourself!" Kudran shouted a little smugly:

"Wipe them all out, not one left!"

"Wait, Kudran!" A black crow flew to the dwarven griffin's griffin and shouted at the same time.

"Hey, Carlin......" Kudran was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly ordered: "Wait a minute, that order just now doesn't count." ”

"What's wrong, Carlin?" He turned to Raven and asked.

"Spare these fishmen...... "Carlin said calmly, "let's follow them and find their lair!" ”

On the dwarf's face, there was a sudden expression of realization: "Ah, you are still smart...... Carlin"

He raised his voice and ordered: "Don't attack, increase the altitude of your flight, and secretly follow this group of fishmen......"

……

The fish people are outside the water, and their eyesight is very poor, not to mention that with the intelligence of the fish people, it is impossible to guess what the dwarves above their heads are going to do.

They fled in panic and fled to their nests......

"So these damn guys, live here!" A smile appeared on Kudran's lips: "Carlin, you're going to ......"

"Raze here!" Carlin's orders were simple and brutal.

"Change guys, guys!" Kudran gave an order, then swapped the iron ball for a barrel.

One griffon after another swooped down, and the viscous liquid was poured into or poured over the fish-man's lair.

As the last griffin completed the operation, the raven in the sky had transformed back into an elven mage, and at the same time raised Etiyesh in his hand.

"All, back off!" All you hear is Kudran's loud command, and then all the griffons begin to fly back.

A tiny, tiny spark flew from the top of Etiyesh to the fish-man's lair...... At the same time, the elven mage turned back into a raven and flew in the direction of the dwarves.

Then, the moment Mars touches its target, it turns into a terrifying flame.

Seven rings, plastic energy is magic...... "Forbidden Flame".

With the strength of Carlin, a six-ringed wizard, it would not normally be enough to use it, but after the dwarven griffin knights poured so much oil and had enough mediums, the situation changed.

As a seven-ring magic, the terrifying thing about the Forbidden Flame is that it reaches and produces an extremely high temperature, and according to Carlin's estimates, its core is almost 3,000 degrees.

The smell of scorching breath came little by little, and at the same time there was the scream of the fish-man.

Carlin wasn't making a big fuss, but the fish-people were a really irritating creature.

There are dozens or hundreds of fish-man tribes in the wetlands...... And as a fairly weak population, their reproduction rate is also terrifying.

Even if you take out the Fishman's nest, even if there are dozens of Fishman eggs in it, it will become a new tribe again in a few years.

Since the wetlands are now Kalin's territory, he naturally can't tolerate the fish-people raging and threatening his caravan, so there is only one thing he has done during this time, using high-level spells to raze the fish-man nests one by one, leaving not a single living mouth......

"Well done, Carlin......" Kudran gave a thumbs up.

"Go ahead." Carlin smiled, "Go find the next fish-man lair, and the other monsters in the wild." ”

……

For Butask, the patriarch of the Moss Skin, life has been terrible lately.

Those damned human and dwarven ships shattered the tranquility of the wetlands.

Bustaq swore that he would kick those guys out and uphold the gnolls' legitimacy in the wetlands.

"Patriarch Bustak!" A gnolla scout arrived and shouted, "There's a situation ahead!" ”

"Situation?" Bustak frowned: "Take me to see." ”

Following the scout, Bustak came to the edge of the Ink Moor, and then saw a gnoll lying on the edge of the moor.

Bustak was suddenly stunned and looked at the other party blankly...... Her beard is so neat, her sharp teeth are so smooth, and her hair is so soft...... At the first glance of the other party, Bustak felt ......

He's in love.

He hurriedly ran over and helped the lying female gnoll:

"You...... It doesn't look like ...... Our mossy tribe! Bustak stammered.

The female gnoll looked at Bustak with pitiful eyes, and then lowered her head.

"Come back to the tribe with me!" Bustak said with a sincere face: "I promise to eat meat at every meal!" ”

The female gnoll nodded.

"By the way, what's your name?" Bustak asked again.

The female gnoll thought for a moment, then spoke, "Sylvanas......"

"Hill...... Carlins ......" Bustak frowned, the name was hard to remember.

But out of love, he still remembered.

"Do you need me to help you?" Bustak stretched out its front paws.

The other shook her head and motioned for her to go.

The moss-skinned gnolls scout on the side stared at him, he couldn't understand what the patriarch was saying to the strange gnolls.

However, this did not prevent him from following the orders of the patriarch.

The three gnolls returned to the camp of the Moss Clan, and Bustaq brought his beloved gnolls back to the best cave...... He swore that he would give his lover eternal happiness......

Then Bustak froze.

The gnoll who was as beautiful as a fairy just now turned into a strange elven mage.

Bustak opened his mouth, but found that he could not make any sound, and his body seemed to be enveloped by something powerful, until his consciousness became weaker and weaker......

It died, and the Lord of the Wetlands, the Monarch of the Gnolls, and the Fishman Crusher, was gone.

"Enchantment magic, it still works!" The elven mage muttered to himself as he began to set up arcane sites in his lair.

About ten minutes later, having done everything, he used invisibility to leave the gnolls' lair.

……

"Southside!" Kudran looked at the glittering map in his hand: "Come with me......"

Griffon Scarley turned around, and the rest of the dwarves followed.

Look at the crypts on the ground, and the gnolls screaming at no avail.

"Carlin's information is really accurate!"

"Don't worry about firepower, Dynamite Carlin will reimburse us!" Kudran had already swooped down on Scarley:

"Raze this place!"

As soon as the dwarf lord's voice fell, the sound of explosions suddenly continued.