The thick clouds did not disperse, and the dusk on the horizon was thick and black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At the foot of the hillside, a large area of brown earth appears in front of it, and stone houses of various sizes are scattered among them. Gorion is arguably the most powerful leader of the Lizardmen Swamp Clan, more than half the size of Carrotus, the second largest of all.

However, unlike the previous camp, it was a chaotic place, with blood, shredded flesh, and mutilated corpses lying in it, and a smoky stench greeted you. There were no patrols in the camp at all, and the limous-minded lizardmen were jostling with each other for food, even waving their claws at their former compatriots.

In the distance, the half-human-tall grass was constantly trembling, even without the impetus of the wind, and the rough scales of the lizardmen appeared and disappeared in them.

"Is this it?" Ryan scrutinized the camp in front of him, his brow furrowed like a rolling hill.

"That's right." Behind him, Sagre's hoarse voice was still impatient, but thinking that Jerry was not out of danger yet, and the hundreds of lizardmen who appeared with him, Ryan and his party did not show their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

The mad lizardmen that appeared in sight from time to time caught Sagre's attention, and his eyes were filled with boundless anger as he looked at these twisted monsters.

"The power of magic restricts our access." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Sagre took a deep breath to calm his excitement. Then he raised his finger to the front, only to see a faint ray of magical aura fly out, but it didn't fly far before it quietly disappeared into the air.

The place where the shimmer disappeared suddenly began to tremble, and a corner of the huge spell barrier gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the deep purple light made people shudder.

"We can't get in, but you can. There must be a core in the center of the spell to maintain it, and as long as you destroy the core, the spell will be invalid, and then my army will rush in and rescue you as soon as possible. Sagro pointed to the center of the camp and whispered to Ryan beside him.

"I only hope that the blade in your hands will not be cut into us when the time comes." Glancing at the rows of lizardmen behind him, Ryan's mouth curled into a meaningful smile.

"Human, are you questioning me?" His eyes froze, and anger began to appear on Sagre's face.

"No, I'm sorry for my life, I just hope you don't 'miss out' for a while." Without waiting for Sagre to respond, Ryan turned and nodded to the group, and the group moved slowly.

Watching Ryan disappear from view, Sagrew's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved at the lizardmen behind him. With the slight sound of rustling, a large number of lizardmen slowly retreated.

"They're gone." Angre poked his head out of the grass and whispered.

Seeing this, Joseph swallowed his saliva and became a little worried: "It won't be to give up on us, right?" Why don't we withdraw now? ”

"No, Jerry is still waiting for us to save him." Without waiting for Negro to speak, Lanier frowned and whispered.

"Don't make any noise, I'll attract the monster later." Ryan carefully looked at the lizardmen's retreat route and showed a weird smile, "What are you retreating for?" All we have to do now is get the job done. ”

"Huh? Are we really going to do coolies for them? Joseph sighed softly, his face full of regret.

"Coolies? It's not us who suffer. Ryan left behind an incomprehensible remark and turned and walked deeper into the grass.

As night fell, the lizardmen camp was greeted with a heart-pounding roar.

In the gloomy weather, I couldn't see my fingers, and several black shadows suddenly appeared on the periphery of the camp. Ryan reached out and looked ahead, and a purple-black glimmer appeared next to his arm.

After not feeling anything unusual for a long time, Ryan nodded at the few people behind him: "It seems that Sagre didn't lie to us about this, the flesh shaping is only for the lizardmen." ”

"What did you do this time?" Angliel wiped the tip of his spear, didn't think much of it, just fixed his cold gaze on the camp ahead.

"This time, we'll go together." Smiling lightly, Ryan leaned against the fence and pointed towards the approximate location of the center of the camp, "Joseph, you take Anglie and Lanier in from the other side, search carefully, don't let go of any suspicious corners, and meet in that stone house in two hours." ”

"No problem." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Joseph to respond, Angele grinned, immediately got up and disappeared into the darkness.

"Angle!" Seeing this, Joseph immediately let out a low roar and hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, Ryan shook his head silently, although Anglie does not pay attention to the collective, but their strength is not weak, and Ryan does not need to worry. The latter, seeing the others disappear into the night, walked to the other side with a silent Negro.

Despite being transformed by magic, the lizardmen's sensitivity to temperature has not changed, and the cold of the autumn night has made it rare for these monsters to be quiet.

An abscessed lizardman huddled in the stone house, his crazy eyes seeming to reveal a hint of reason, remorse and pain.

"Shhh The lizardman twitched his nose and suddenly raised his head with a wary look.

Boom!

Just as he wanted to find out, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sneak attack!

Negro swooped down silently from the doorway like a ghost, and the sound of flesh being torn resounded through the stone house, and two daggers pierced deep into the lizardman's eye sockets.

Due to his height, Negro attacked from the bottom up, and the crossed dagger pierced directly through the lizardman's brain, the tip of the blade breaking through his scales, and pus and blood mixed with milky white brains, slowly overflowing.

Seeing Negro carefully put the lizardman who was dead in an instant into the corner, Ryan wiped the blood from the weapon and slowly walked in.

Soon, the three of Anglie appeared at the door with a faint smell of blood.

"There are two caves in this area, and the only one in the north meets the requirements, so what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill it. As soon as the group came to a conclusion, Anglie was already a little unable to hold back, and kept turning the spear in his hand.

"You can't rush in, although the strength of this camp on the surface is not as good as before, but according to that lizardman druid, there must be a cult of the ancient gods near the core."

"This group of believers is capable of creating spells of this scale, and the strength of the spellcasters among them is not low."

"You've all seen the power of the spellcaster, so I don't think I need to warn you again." Ryan sat cross-legged and pondered for a moment, then lifted the Flame Trainer and slowly slashed the ground with the tip of his blade.

"You can't wait until dawn, can you? We've dealt with a lot of lizardmen who stand in our way along the way, and by the time the sun comes out, the monsters that smell blood have already torn us to... Hey? Joseph saw that Ryan had sat down and rested, and wanted to persuade him, but when he walked up to him just now, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

I saw the flame keeper make marks on the ground and draw the terrain of most of the camp on it.