Hairen, as the communicator of the Great Chieftain's tribe and the messenger between the Western Diocese and the Great Chief, stepped on the wasteland under his feet at this time, and his heart was full of emotion for a while.

He had seen the camp where the Bloodhoof Tribe had been destroyed by the flames, and the dozens of charred corpses inside were all human, not a single Bloodhoof warrior.

The Western Diocese and Cardinal Lando, this time can be counted as a heavy loss.

So many steel and living materials, as well as the previous Warcraft crystal nucleus and magic props, are all missing, not to mention these things outside the body, even the priest of the diocese has fallen on the wasteland.

The western diocese, which learned of the news, put all the blame on the Great Chief Tribe.

But what can the Great Chief Manstein do, the Bloodhoof Tribe has long been missing, and even the Lion Tribe of Johnny the Giant Axe has lost dozens of elite warriors.

The Great Chief and Johnny couldn't swallow this breath, and Lando, who had suffered the most damage, was not.

This time, Halton secretly accepted the summons of the Great Chieftain and gave him only one order, which was to take the human mage to find the new camp of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Johnny's clansmen had already reported the location of the Bloodhoof tribe to the Great Chief, and the Great Chief had been pressuring Johnny to prevent him from acting rashly, just to give the Western Diocese a chance to slash the enemy.

Hayden was suddenly a little confused, and by now, he knew that when he first went to the Bloodhoof tribe not long ago, the strange new face was the new chief of the bloodhoof tribe.

It was that guy who was even shorter than himself, and he killed more than a dozen Douqi martial artists and dozens of human giant shieldmen alone, and even Johnny, the recognized warrior in the wasteland, did not take advantage of the other party.

Perhaps only the people of the Bloodhoof tribe still retain that bravery and pride, and refuse to accept the mercy of humans and the Great Chief.

It is believed that other tribes, in the face of the double threat of the Great Chief and the Western Diocese, may have compromised long ago, rather than fighting like the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Looking back at the three carriages behind him, Hayden felt less and less like a barbarian, but more like a cunning human, and even reduced to a lackey of humans.

In the leading carriage, there were court mages from the western diocese, and one of them was the blood brother of Cass, a fire mage who had fallen in the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Bright, who is also a fire magician, has already advanced to a magician, and this time the human car is simple, because he is carrying a "Flame Hell Star Shower" magic scroll, they did not think of clashing head-on with the Bloodhoof Tribe, but summoned the magic in the magic scroll from a distance, and wiped out the Bloodhoof tribe in one fell swoop.

The Grand Chief tells Hayden that this magic scroll is the key trump card for Bright to avenge his brother.

As long as he arrives at the Bloodhoof camp with the mage and his escorts, Brett will surely avenge his brother by killing the killer.

The Bloodhoof Tribe has no magicians, and no one will notice the movement of the magic elements in the space, perhaps when the Bloodhoof tribe's fellow clans notice the danger coming, all that will befall them will be countless rain of fire and flames falling from the sky.

Thinking that soon, the Bloodhoof's fellow people would die under the conspiracy of the human magicians, Heldon's heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness and guilt.

The inner torment did not last long, and the group had already reached their destination.

Bright was dressed in a fiery red magic robe, and after getting out of the carriage, he helped another old man dressed as a scholar to get out of the carriage tremblingly.

Hayden glanced at it suspiciously, how could this gray-bearded old man not look like a magician, but like a powerless little old man, although the magicians were relatively weak.

Bright took the monocular from the guard, and soon found the entrance to the Bloodhoof Tribe in the middle of the forest outskirts.

After sneering, Brett turned around and respectfully said to the old man dressed as a scholar, "Master Fan Di, I'm sorry for you!" ”

The old man, known as Master Fan Di, sighed: "Bright, you have to think about it, after the spell is summoned, it can't be stopped, and it is very likely to cause the boundless fire of the fierce beast forest, how many lives will be destroyed?" Is it worth it? ”

Bright nodded with a grim face: "Avenge my brother, even if there are many deaths, it is worth it." ”

Fan Di shook his head helplessly, took out a set of tools from his arms, and after measuring the direction, he said gloomily: "Northwest wind, the distance is 375 meters, you can lock directly below Hong Guangxing with your magic gaze." ”

Hairen then understood that this little old man was a geometry scholar of the human world, and it was said that these old men were rarer than magicians, and they were knowledgeable and omniscient, especially during legion battles, and could help archers and magicians accurately locate their targets from a distance.

As we all know, there is a limit to the magic gaze of mages, and the farther they cast their spells, the easier it is for the target to shift, but with the help of a geometrician, the error rate can be greatly reduced.

Bright nodded to his entourage, and the guards all drew their weapons and guarded him tightly, even Hairen was pushed dozens of meters away by the two vindictive warriors.

Hayden looked up at the sky and prayed secretly: "Lord Kakalu, please forgive me for being your people and living up to the barbarian blood in my body, if you are watching us from the sky, please save your fellow Bloodhoof tribe!" ”

No one noticed Hayden's prayers to the heavens, all of them standing by Bright's side, who had already begun chanting incantations.

Once a magician casts a spell, especially a large spell that requires a magic scroll to activate, if it is forcibly interrupted, it is very likely that the magic will kill him on the spot.

Brett had a strong belief in this revenge operation, and surrounded by more than a dozen vindictive warriors, even if the barbarians found themselves now, his escort could buy him enough time.

The Bloody Hoof camp in the distance didn't seem to notice the slightest danger, and it was still silent.

Fan Di, an old scholar who sighed, suddenly felt that the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and many small stones kept jumping around.

Even Spell Bright was a little distracted and almost didn't pronounce the wrong spell.

"Whoa~~~~" A roar came from far to near.

Several vindictive warriors turned their heads suddenly, and when they saw the scene in the distance clearly, their faces were pale with big mouths, and their jaws were almost dislocated.

More than a dozen fat and strong barren violent bears ran over happily, still screaming on their mouths.

Not only that, but behind him, a huge tree with a terrifying size, waving the ten-inch claws on his claws, ran wildly as if he was drunk.

Three Wasteland Wolves and two Spine Sword Tigers on both sides chased after the giant Shurai's butt and bit fiercely.

And at the back of this gang of fierce beasts, a green giant more than ten meters tall, holding a huge rattan-like whip in his hand, as if driving a flock of sheep, constantly driving away this group of fierce beasts trying to break away from the team.

Glanced back at the strange Bright behind him, he was almost scared out of a heart attack, his upper and lower lips were like fighting, not to mention chanting spells, and his legs were trembling.

Seeing that this group of huge beasts was about to rush over, a figure suddenly appeared in the Bloodhoof camp in the distance, shouting, "Benima's play, come back to eat." ”

All the beasts braked on the spot, as if they had been commanded, and turned around and ran towards the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Before everyone could recover their strength, the green giant, which was more than ten meters tall, looked down at the group of little ones not far below their feet as they ran.

When passing by Bright, the giant said emotionlessly, "Around the forest, it is forbidden to play with fire." After finishing speaking, a vine grew from his thick arm in an instant, and he rolled up the magic scroll in Bright's hand with a light roll.

With a "bang", the giant threw the scroll into his mouth and ran to the camp with the beasts, not forgetting to turn around and say, "You're welcome!" ”

Bright spat out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.