Seeing that the ten-day appointment with Gonzalez was about to pass, Alan looked at Giselle's expression more and more dissatisfied.

In addition to Allen, Cologne and Old Duff and Babylon the Great are also getting more and more impatient.

The two children who were taken away by Gonzalez were both beloved schoolchildren of Cologne and Old Duff, and one of them was the youngest son of Babylon the Great.

These three people didn't want to make trouble for Allen, but they didn't say anything, but they couldn't hide the anxious expressions on their faces.

In addition to the three of them, the parents of the other child also asked Alan when their child would return.

Alan had no choice but to patiently reassure the parents and tell the parents that Gonzalez was the spiritual leader of the 100,000 barbarians after all, and as a great shaman, he could not break his word or do anything bad for the child.

If it were normal for their children to be valued by the Great Shaman, the parents would surely brag about it and be deeply proud of it.

But now is different from the past, the parents told Allen that they don't believe anyone, let alone the Great Shaman, even the Great Chief is useless, they only believe in their own tribal chief Allen, if something really happens to their children, they don't blame their own chief, as long as the chief takes them to avenge the child when the time comes.

For a moment, Alan didn't know whether to say that he overestimated Gonzalez's influence or underestimated his prestige in the tribe.

In the face of the unconditional trust of the child's parents, Alan burst into tears in an instant, and in front of all the tribesmen, he swore to the god of war Kakaru and the god of chaos Kaos that if the day really came, he would lead the tribal warriors to kill Gonzalez's entire family to avenge the child, and the first to kill the Giselle sacrifice banner.

Lying Gun Giselle seems to have been avoiding Alan lately, spending most of the day alone in his little stone house, and he doesn't know what to do.

At sunset on the last day of the Decameron, the tribal camp finally welcomed the first wave of guests in the strict sense of the word, not invaders, not fierce beasts eating and drinking, but Gonzalez with the heads and faces of the wasteland.

For any tribe in the wasteland, this wave of emissaries can be described as extremely revered.

Gonzalez, the barbarian great shaman, Tatar, the barbarian great wizard of the Great Chief Tribe, Wren, one of the three elders of the Great Chief Tribe Elders' Council, and Bloodthirsty Billy, the chief of the Blood Serpent Tribe, one of the four noble tribes.

A great shaman, a great sorcerer, a great elder, a noble tribal chieftain, and more than a dozen retinues.

The entrance to Bloodhoof Camp can be considered a star-studded gathering.

But no matter how big these characters are, they still stand at the gate of the camp and eat sand.

It's a pity that the guests don't look like guests, and they all have cold eyebrows.

The master doesn't look like the owner, and he is buried.

In the face of these evil guests, they were greeted only by the sloppy king of the Bloodhoof tribe, Little Zack.

Standing at the gate of the camp, little Zack had a sleeping bear cub lying on his back, two lines of snot flung back and forth by the strong wind, and a handful of mud in his hand.

Looking at these richly dressed people, little Zach spat out a mouthful of sand and said angrily: "Gonzalez, where are the children of the tribe?" ”

Billy, who looked like a bamboo pole, had been dissatisfied for a long time, and scolded in his mouth: "Little cub, you dare to call the great shaman by his name? ”

"Smack." Little Zach threw the mud in his hand on Billy's calf, and scolded with cross-eyes, "Who do you say little cub?" Dead bamboo pole, suddenly kill you! ”

Gonzalez stopped Billy, who was about to run away, touched his nose in embarrassment, pointed to the two barbarian children behind him and smiled: "Isn't this here, take it back quickly." ”

Two barbarian kids, about the same age as little Zack, ran from behind Gonzalez to little Zach, bowed their heads and said a few words, and then walked into the camp.

Little Zach glanced sideways at Billy, stared at Gonzalez with a pair of big eyes, stretched out his hands, and said impatiently: "What about the supplies you promised Brother Allen?" ”

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Tatar, a white-robed barbarian great wizard, stared at Little Zach and said in a commanding tone: "Lead the way, enter the camp." ”

After all, little Zack is still young, and after glancing at Tatar just now, his heart was shocked, he lowered his head in some fear, and after nodding his body involuntarily, he turned around and led everyone into the Bloodhoof camp.

After Gonzalez and the others entered the camp, they walked to the open space in the middle as if they were entering their own home, ignoring the pointing and pointing of the surrounding Bloodhoof people.

Old Zach walked over with Big Babylon with a gloomy face.

Tatar was the first to speak: "Bloodhoof Zack, where is your new chief?" ”

Babylon the Great said silently, "The chief has gone to the depths of the forest, and he will be back in a while." ”

The Great Elder Wren beside Tatar sneered: "Gather all of your clansmen, right away." ”

Old Zach turned a deaf ear, sat down on the stone bench casually, took out the flask and drank it himself.

Wren's wrinkled face was gloomy as water, and he whispered viciously, "You didn't hear me? ”

Babylon sneered and tilted his head, and Wren noticed that the Bloodhoof people around him were gathering more and more, and there were countless dwarves among them, all of whom looked at his group with unkind faces.

The Great Wizard Tatar frowned, and the Bloodhoof people around him pointed at him one by one, and there seemed to be no respect for his group.

In normal times, whether it was himself, Gonzalez or the Great Elder, even if it was the proportion of the Blood Snake Tribe, no matter which tribe he went to, he would be treated as a guest, but after his gang of big people arrived in the Bloodhoof Tribe, they were treated so coldly.

Seeing the Bloodhoof people surrounding his group, Gonzalez knew something was wrong, and said in a loud voice, "Where is Giselle, the chief of the Darkmoon Panther? ”

Giselle pushed everyone away and walked in front of Gonzalez, and the two nodded in agreement.

Wren looked like his eyes were on top of his head, and said to the Bloodhoof people around him, "What are you doing here?" Do you know who we are? ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Bloodhoof people around him with eyes hanging on his face.

He felt that no matter which one of them he was, he was a big man who had to tremble in the stomping wasteland, and these Bloodhoof people who seemed to be a little hostile must not know the identities of himself and others.

Billy shouted, "The Barbarian Grand Wizard, the Great Shaman, the Great Elder, the First Warrior of the Wasteland, the Great Axe, Ah no, the First Warrior Bloodthirsty Billy, come to your Bloodhoof Tribe, you know?" ”

Little Zach, who wasn't far away, took a sip.

If it weren't for Brother Allen's two legs, you would still be the first warrior with the appearance of a thin bamboo pole? Babylon the Great, that stupid big guy can beat you all over the ground looking for teeth.

The surrounding Bloodhoof people, after hearing Billy report their identities, really changed their faces drastically, and they restrained the hostility on their faces, but they still stood there and did not leave.

Wren nodded with satisfaction, heh~ These ignorant Bloodhoof people.

However, a group of dwarf mules led by De Niro, without any expression of awe, pulled the surrounding barbarian warriors and began to ask what the gang was doing.

Wren looked at De Niro and sneered.

He didn't care that these dwarves didn't know how to lift, and these dwarf winter melons probably didn't know what their group represented in the wasteland.

However, he is too lazy to bother with the dwarves, these dwarves will still be useful in the future, so he won't talk to them today.

Tatar took out a scroll from his bosom, shook it open, and said in a high voice: "You stupid bloodhoofers, open your eyes and take a closer look. ”

Old Zack and Big Babylon, who were closest to him, saw the contents of the scroll clearly, and their eyes jumped and they secretly screamed.