Crimson Land, 800 kilometers west of the Ares outpost.

It is a desolate and wide plain, the ground is iron-red, there is not a trace of water, and even the extremely drought-tolerant weeds are dying, and they can die at any moment in the crimson land, which is called the Withered Plains.

But life, especially intelligent life, is always tenaciously amazing, and even in such a place, there is still a powerful dark race called the 'Iron Giants'.

As the name suggests, these giants feed on iron, and the rust-colored dirt of the Withered Lands is filled with a lot of iron, which is the inexhaustible food for these giants.

These giants are more than three meters tall, most of their bodies are dark red, the surface is glowing with metallic luster, and their skin also has natural magic runes, these runes can make their skin have extremely strong anti-magic ability, coupled with the great strength of these giants, no one wants to take the initiative to provoke these powerful iron-eating clans.

In fact, in the Withered Plains, these iron-eating giants are the absolute overlords!

While Rollin was sweeping away the beasts around the outpost, Ertumen, the messenger of the God of Madness, came to a low valley in the Blightlands.

This trough is a tribal gathering place among the Iron Eaters, and there are at least a thousand giants living here, of which there are seven hundred giants who can be used as warriors, and almost all of them are fighting, which is a very powerful force enough to make the abyssal beasts fearful.

At the entrance of the valley were many sharp red stone pillars, and behind the stone pillars stood two giant guards, this guard had no weapon in his hand, because his body, which was several times stronger than steel, was his most powerful weapon.

He apparently knew Ertumen, the messenger of the god of madness who was so famous in the Crimson that no one knew about it.

"Megaphone, who is Master Caus going to kill this time?" The guards laughed. At the same time, he stood up straight, bent like an ordinary large stone.

"A new intruder sentry has appeared in the east, and the adults are very unhappy, so I naturally have to share my worries with the adults." Ertumen folded his wings and shrugged his shoulders with a look of helplessness.

Compared to the hateful gnolls, these iron-eating giants are truly humble gentlemen. They won't get angry for no reason, they won't lick your face with their tongues, and they'll not allow you to wipe the saliva off your face.

In fact, as long as you don't touch their food, these giants will never take the initiative to attack you, which is definitely a strange flower in the abyss of being active and irritable. Of course, if you provoke them, then you can tell your friends to collect the bones for you, though. Your friends may not recognize you from your trampled corpse.

The guard laughed when he heard this, and stepped forward to pull out a sharp stone pillar and make a small opening in the stone pillar fence to allow Ertumen to enter their lair: "The leader has long wanted you to come, you know, we miss those meteorites you provided very much, it is really a rare delicacy!" ”

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed." Ertumen walked into the trough.

Led by a giant. He met the leader of the tribe of giants, who were four meters tall. He is a lot taller and stronger than the other giants, and the color of his body is not dark red, but pure black, which makes him stand out from the rest.

When Ertumen saw him, he was fiddling with two large round iron balls in his hands. This iron ball is made of meteoric iron, it is absolutely delicious in the eyes of the iron-eating giant, it is a priceless delicacy, and being able to play with such delicious food in the hands is definitely a privilege only for the boss giant.

The leader of the giants saw Ertumen. Haha smiled, and his voice was like a metal and iron impact: "Ertumen, what good news have you brought me?" ”

Ertumen bowed deeply and said with a smile: "Chief, I have brought you some greeting gifts. ”

As he spoke, Ertumen took out a fist-sized piece of iron, which was dark green and had a faint layer of air ripples on the surface, as soon as it appeared in the air, the giant leader and the surrounding giants immediately took a sharp breath, and then stared at the iron in Ertumen's hand and couldn't turn away.

The smell tells them that it is absolutely delicious, even more delicious than meteoric iron.

The leader of the giants saw that the giants around him were about to inhale, and immediately glanced around angrily, this kind of delicious breath, only he is qualified to smell it, and it is already his reward for others to smell it, and it is a great disrespect to him to keep doing this.

The giants immediately straightened up and stopped inhaling, their noses motionless, but their snorts were still much thicker than usual.

Ertumon looked funny, but he didn't dare to show it, and when it came to food, he didn't dare to joke with the giants, these iron guys like to be crazy about food.

Holding the iron in both hands, he walked up step by step, and respectfully presented the cold iron to the leader of the giants: "I have brought two gifts. This piece of cold iron is my first gift to you, and the second gift is countless times more precious than the first. ”

When the giant leader got the cold iron, his eyes couldn't leave, he stretched out his tongue full of sharp barbs, and licked it carefully, and a thin scratch suddenly appeared on the hard cold iron, which showed the strength of the barbs on the leader's tongue.

With just a lick, a look of fascination suddenly appeared in the eyes of the giant leader, and compared to this thing, the two pieces of meteorite iron in his hand suddenly became ordinary goods, and they could hardly satisfy his appetite.

Hearing Ertumen's words, his eyes slanted at him, and the meaning was obvious, say quickly, don't talk nonsense.

Ertumen hurriedly said, "I got news that there is a whole vein of cold iron ore in the invader's camp to the east!" ”

"What!"

"What!"

"How is this possible!"

The Giant Leader and his guards all exclaimed, the news was too shocking! A whole vein, and all of them are so delicious, what is this concept? This is definitely enough news to bet on the fate of the entire giant race.

"What you said is true?" The leader of the giants stood up, his expression fanatical, his originally dark black body showing a red light, and there were flames in his eyes jumping wildly.

"Naturally. In fact, the piece of cold iron I gave you was picked up near the ore vein, and there, such magical cold iron is everywhere like no money! Ertumen spread his arms exaggeratedly.

"Oh~~~~" The giants let out a stunned exclamation in unison, it sounded like a woman**, if this is true, it is simply heaven, no, more heaven than heaven!

As for the intruder sentry on the vein...... Just crush it all into a meat sauce!

It took a long time for the Giant Leader to come to his senses a little, and although he hated the invader sentry posts, he also knew that those sentry posts had great power, and the last time he did so, his tribe had lost nearly two hundred warriors, which was almost beyond his limit.

But the attraction of the cold iron vein was too great, and he immediately made a guarantee: "Ertumen, you go back and tell your lordship, and we will definitely wipe out that sentry." ”

Ertumen smiled slightly, and gave another message: "Chief, I also know that the sentry is preparing to deal with the terrain dragon Lord Montgen. I have told Lord Montegan the news, and he is willing to work with you against the invaders. All he needed was his corpse of the intruders. He's going to eat them all. ”

"That's good news!" The Giant Leader laughed, and with the powerful Abyss Behemoths joining, they would be able to reduce many casualties. Even better, there was no conflict of interest between them and Lord Montroot.

"So, I won't say much about how to work together. You must be more experienced than me, Chief. ”

"Of course. You can rest assured. "The mind of the giant leader has all flown to the cold iron ore vein. His mind raced and he began to think about how to maximize the gains with the least losses.

Well, since the other party is ready to deal with Montegen, it must be sentry. Without the protection of the high walls, they would definitely be able to crush those fleshy people into pulp in the wilderness.

"Let's hope Montroot will like the mash." The Giant Leader laughed.

Seeing him like this, Ertumen laughed, believing that the place that called itself the Sentry of the God of War was bound to perish, just like the last time, the last time. (To be continued......)