Chapter 135: The Sorrow of the Centaur

After the warriors supported by the Malody centaurs arrived, Velita did not immediately announce his departure, due to the addition of the centaurs, the team at this time needed to make some adjustments, the original chaotic mixed formation, became a corrupt plant, earth element on the periphery, Sartre, Bad Demon and Poisonous Water Elemental station inner circle, obviously the reason why Vilitar arranged it like this was not to let his subordinate Sartre suffer too many losses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Malody Centaurs act as scouts outside the team due to their innate high mobility, and can also respond to large forces when necessary, which is also due to the request of the captain of these Malody Centaurs, and the Centaurs do not trust Sartre.

After leaving the Valley of the Spears, Velitar took a look at the direction, apparently following the direction of the sigil to the south, so Vilitar led his army and chased it in the direction indicated by the sigil, and soon they passed through the border between the Bleak Lands and Firas, the most obvious feature being that the surrounding dark and devastated scene was replaced by the vibrant scene of the jungle.

However, this beautiful scene made the Sartyrs in this team feel uncomfortable, these demons with distorted views have no interest in the beautiful scenery in front of them, they are only interested in how to destroy such beauty, so the plants on the roadside, the beasts passing by have suffered, and they have fallen victim to these Sartre's endless sadistic desires, if it were not for the urging of Velitarn, the Sartyrs would even use the blood of these dead beasts as paint, and turn their distorted and filthy desires into evil art, Graffiti on stones on the side of the road.

Obviously, those daring kidnappers did not find out that they had been tracked, because in Velitarn's perception, the five tracking marks were still at the junction of Firas and the Bleak Land, in the wilderness north of the Twin Towers, it seemed that it was the stronghold of these sneaky kidnappers, no wonder Sartre could not find them, after all, although the Sartyrs had been searching in the Bleak Land for a long time, they had never crossed the border to Firas, and naturally they could not find the enemy hiding here.

Because he did not know the race and occupation of these enemies, a thousand yards away from these enemies, Velitane, who was at the forefront of the team, raised his right claw, signaled the team to stop, and sent twenty Rotten Shadow Rangers into four teams to go to the front to investigate the situation.

And Velitarn's cautious attitude is a bit redundant in the eyes of the other Sartres, but although these evil guys feel disapproving in their hearts, they still show the most basic respect for Velitane, whose evil and power are far beyond themselves, although most of Sartre are taking advantage of the time they stop to make some small moves, but they don't go too far, so Velitane is also laissez-faire to these subordinates who have no sense of tension, after all, in Velitahn's opinion, It was also only seen as a normal unauthorized armed visit (at least for Sartre), as it had done with the Minotaur or Night Elf villages before.

However, Velitarn's cautious approach did not work as well as it should, and the rotten Shadow Patrol sent by it to investigate the situation did not return any news after a long time, which is by no means normal.

"It's been so long since there has been any news back, have they been discovered?" A possibility flashed through Velitarn's mind, but it was then rejected by itself.

"No, it can't be, even if it is discovered, how can it be that none of the entire four squads escaped." Still, Velitar decided to wait.

But as time passed, no news came back from the Rotten Rangers, and even the Malody Centaurs, who had been on guard on the perimeter, began to get restless.

The captain of the Malody Centaur found Velitarn, and his expression looked impatient: "We can't wait any longer, if we don't take the initiative to attack, these sinners who desecrate the Holy Land will escape!" ”

"What you say makes sense, but the situation is unclear, and there is a possibility of being ambushed! Why don't you wait? "Velitar still refuses to attack so rashly, it has already sent two more groups of Rotten Shadow Rangers, and the time should be almost up, so Vilitar thinks that it is better to wait for news.

But the centaurs, who were eager to fight to wash away their shame, couldn't wait any longer, and the centaur captain smiled contemptuously: "You can continue to wait, but please forgive us for not accompanying us!" With that, he opened his hooves, intending to return to the ranks of the Malody centaurs.

Seeing that the centaurs refused to listen at all, Velitar became a little anxious, and he galloped forward a few steps to catch the centaur captain.

However, at this moment, a Sartre jumped out of the jungle not far away with a panicked face, and as soon as it saw Velitarn, it stammered and shouted: "No, no, boss, boss, there are monsters ahead!" "Velitar knows this Sartre, and it's one of the Rotten Shadow Rangers that Velitar has sent out.

But looking at this frightened expression of Sartre, Vilitar knew that the situation was probably worse than it had guessed, and it cried out loudly: "All on alert! ”

Then Velitar turned his head and asked the fleeing Shadow Ranger, "What do you see?" What about the other Shadow Travelers? ”

The Rotten Shadow Ranger trembled and said intermittently, "They've all been caught and caught by that monster, that monster is too, too snappy, boss, boss, let's run away!" ”

Seeing that the rotten Shadow Ranger was shaking and unable to speak, Velita was so anxious that he slapped the panicked fool in the face several times, and then grabbed the Shadow Ranger by the throat with his left paw, dragged it in front of him, and asked word by word, "What kind of monster, give me a good talk, don't tremble!" ”

After saying that, Velitar threw the rotten Shadow Ranger in his hand to the ground, and then turned around to find that the Sarters were all looking at him, and he waved his claws at these probe little brothers irritably: "Look at what! Get ready for battle! ”

However, these Sartres did not seem to hear Vilitarn's words, but looked at it as if they had seen a ghost.