The human warrior froze in place, feeling a sharp pain in his lower back, tearing flesh and blood, and slowly turned his head to look. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info saw Joseph appear at some point, and the scimitar in his right hand stabbed deep into his body.

"Die!" Joseph was raising the scimitar in his left hand just as the other man's gaze caught up, and then the veteran smiled cruelly and let out a roar, cutting the blade in a cold arc in the air.

Poof!

The scimitar slashed into the warrior's unprotected neck, and a large expanse of blood shot out, causing the warrior's eyes to lose their lustre, his spine severed, and his head to fall weakly.

"Hey, didn't I say that you guys, as soon as the people who pretend to be dead on the battlefield catch a handful, can't you make up for two knives first?" Successfully beheading the enemy, Joseph showed a look of disgust, drew his weapon fiercely, and then made a gesture of pointing at everyone like an instructor.

"You, your nonsense, what, so much? Come on, help me ... Seeing that although he looked embarrassed, the wound on his abdomen had stopped the bleeding and seemed to be fine, and he immediately laughed involuntarily, but as soon as the corners of his mouth were raised, the wound was involved, and the pain was so painful that he almost lost the strength to speak.

"Who called you so arrogant?" Pouting, Joseph, although he was unforgiving, quickly stepped forward to help Anglie up, took out the bandage and began to bandage it.

Outside the cave, Golion ignored the lizardmen's corpses along the way, and soon came to the clearing in the middle of the camp, carefully placed the idol on the high platform, and tilted his head slightly, casting his gaze into the jungle in the distance.

With a sarcastic smile, Gorion jerked his hands high, and an endless purple-black glow suddenly poured out of his hands. The surrounding air seemed to be disturbed by this force, and it was constantly trying to escape, and for a while, the wind was raging, and the howl of the call soon spread throughout the camp.

"The people of Garoros!" The deep voice seemed to pass through a megaphone under the blessing of divine power, and instantly resounded throughout the camp, only to see those crazy lizardmen slowly stop their movements.

"Master, it's calling!" As Gorion raised his hands flat at the idol, the ghost light that turned into a storm suddenly had a purpose to vent, condensing into a long dragon and slamming into it. Shrouded in light, the fourteen pairs of eyes of the hydra simultaneously emitted a scarlet shimmer, which seemed extremely abrupt in this dark space.

All the lizardmen shuddered, their crazy expressions gradually disappeared, their eyes filled with fanatical admiration, and their bodies involuntarily moved closer to the center.

All the surviving lizardmen in the camp, young and old, were one by one, and soon assembled a huge team around Gorion.

Quiet, unbeatable quiet! Except for the roar of divine power, no other abnormal movement was heard around.

Seeing that all the lizardmen were standing quietly beside him, Gorion slowly raised his hand, and with his movements, the ghostly light shot out of his hand also began to climb, and under the entrustment of divine power, the idol broke free from the shackles of gravity and gradually rose to a high place.

"Look!" Gorion broke the silence with the same fanatical smile on his face, "What a wonderful power!" ”

"The master saw our defeat and suffering, but he did not forget us, and this power will help us drive out the warm-blooded mongrel! Unify the entire moor! ”

"Not only this wilderness, but under the leadership of Lord Garolos, we will one day trample the whole world under our feet!"

"Now, get on your knees!"

"Accept the gift!"

A thunderous sound rang out, and all the lizardmen erupted into a high-pitched roar, like a cut of wheat, and fell to their knees one by one.

"This world belongs to the cold-blooded race!" Raising his head like a madman, Gorion's hands clenched into fists in the air, only to hear a low roar like an ancient beast, and the hydra statue suddenly came to life.

The jungle in the distance suddenly moved, and such a huge momentum successfully attracted the attention of Sagre and his party, only to see Carrotes poke out first with his dexterity.

"Look, High Priest, that's Gorion." There had never been real peace between the lizardmen tribes, and as the number one lizardman chief in the moor, Gorion had fought Carrotes more than once or twice, and now he couldn't help but swallow at the terrifying appearance of his old rival covered in bone spurs and wrapped in a large area of ghostly light.

Saglo fell silent when he heard this, then took out a wooden badge, and as he prayed, the magic quickly flowed around him.

Eagle Eye!

The magic instantly converged into his eyes, and Sagre's eyes gradually lost focus. The scene in front of him changed suddenly, and Sagreu clearly saw and heard Gorion's every move, every word and deed.

"Livestock! Gorion betrayed Semnua! It's all his conspiracy! I saw that the expression on the face of the lizardman druid instantly became hideous, and he was furious, and Sagrew could no longer care about his calmness and composure, "Damn traitor! ”

"You mean, Gorion has taken refuge in the evil gods?" Seeing Sagre look like this, Carrotes was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became complicated, and he asked tentatively towards him.

"Carrotes, whatever you think, swear in the name of Somnua, Gorion, a traitor, must die!" As Gorion opened the ritual and the divine power expelled Sagreu's magic, the latter could only withdraw his gaze, and when he saw Carrotes like this, he grinned as if he was about to eat people.

"As you wish." Seeing that the druid was furious, Carrotes bowed down to him as he wished, but his heart was still alive.

There are a lot of lizardmen in the swamp, and the large and small tribes together are far stronger than those humans in the green forest, but the scarcity of living environment and resources has caused countless battles between most of the tribes, even to the point of not dying.

Even Gorion, whose strength far exceeds that of the rest of the tribes, has no way to unify all the lizardmen.

But now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Saglo is the most powerful lizardman in the entire moor, and the only high priestess in the moor. Although he lives in the camp of Karotes, the Lizardmen Priest never gets involved in tribal fights under his leadership, but due to his frequent role as a mediator in the clan, the Priest has a reliable position in the lizardmen's mind.

Now under the threat of Gorion, almost every tribe has sent a lot of elite warriors, and as far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of heavily armed soldiers behind Carrotes.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the tribes worked together, and if Gorion's problem was solved, and Sagre was willing to help, the lizardfolk of the moors would be able to unite.

Moreover, Golion has made such a mistake, he will definitely not be able to save his life, once all the tribes are united, he Carrotes will be the best choice for the supreme leader!

Thinking of this, Carrotes showed a smug smile, and his cruel gaze was far away on Gorion's body. Just as he fantasized about using Gorion's head to honor his throne, the glow of the lizardmen made everyone's hearts tremble.