On the border of Naron, in the meeting tent of the Imperial Camp, Stanny is talking to the gray-bearded Nikens.

"Stanny, I ask you. How many people have we lost in the past three days?" said Nikens, with a solemn expression.

Stanny replied respectfully: "There are incomplete statistics of about two hundred, and the injured have not been counted yet, but there will only be more."

Eighty percent of them were prisoners, and now there were no prisoners to supply in Naron, and it would take two days for the prisoners in the other capitals to arrive at the latest. ”

Hearing this number, Nix was furious, just two days ago, the teleportation array between the capitals of the Southeast Region was destroyed by the people of the Dark Devil Sect.

As a result, there was no fresh blood infusion at the border, and the empire's combat strength plummeted, and it was a heavy loss in the past two days.

Nikens calmed the anger in his heart, stroked his long beard and said, "In the past few days, the orcs have been hunting our people frantically, has this matter been investigated clearly?"

Stanny hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "The day before yesterday, we caught an orc, and from his mouth, we learned that it seems that the dire wolf clan of the orcs has lost something very important.

It looks like it was stolen by a prisoner, so... will create the current situation. ”

Speaking of this, Nikens's face showed a lot of emotion, you said that it was not good to provoke anyone, why did you have to provoke the dire wolf clan.

Having been on the border for many years, Nikens has been dealing with orcs for many years, and knows the orcs next to Naron City inside out.

The orc territory on the edge of Naron City is called Fenarag, and it is dominated by five types of orcs, the most common of which is the lizardmen.

And the dire wolf clan is also a werewolf, and their status among the orcs of Fenarag is not low, and they have a certain right to speak.

Mo Tian stole their totem, and the werewolf in order to vent his anger, the spearhead must be pointed at these people on the border of Nalong City.

In the past, although some people died every day at the border, it was not as many as it is now, not including the injured.

Although the empire regarded the lives of prisoners as a mustard, it is undeniable that the loss of prisoners has caused the empire's combat power to drop sharply.

Now the orcs are pressing step by step, as long as they find humans on the border, they will kill them, and they will not fight guerrilla warfare with the Empire, forming a team and going straight to the military camp on the border of the Empire.

Now the people in the border barracks of the empire are panicking, and the prisoners do not dare to go out at all.

When they heard that if there were no bones left of werewolves, they all guessed that these people must have been subjected to inhuman torture before they died.

"By the way, I almost forgot to say that the little guy you brought with you is not dead. ”

As Stanny was about to leave the tent, Nikens stopped him.

"What?" Stanny paused, "Captain, you said he wasn't dead, is it true?"

"Not dead!" Nikens nodded seriously: "He disappeared from the tracking map for two days, and he suddenly appeared yesterday, which is really unbelievable."

At first, I thought it was a problem with the tracking bracelet, but when I think about it, the tracking bracelet was invented by that adult after all, so there is no mistake at all.

So I concluded that the kid should still be alive, he is so young and so talented, I have been paying attention to him.

To my shock, he's been hunting orcs since last night, and now he's probably hunting around forty. ”

"Shhh

"Commander, can you determine his location now?"

The Knicks patted Stanny on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know you're worried about him."

I'm not going to investigate why you sent him to the border, but I'll remind you that he's a good seedling.

If he makes it back alive this time, he must be included in the Empire, even if by some means. ”

"Hmm!" Stanny looked into the Knicks' eyes and nodded solemnly, snickering inwardly.

Do you want to tell Nix that I have promoted Motian to a hidden thorn and have also been assessed by the Magic Emperor?

Stanny walked out of the tent and looked up at the gray sky, it was drizzling, but he felt that it seemed to be a good day.

I haven't slept well since I learned that day that Motian disappeared from the tracking map.

Now that he knows the news that he is still alive, his depressed mood is swept away, and he prays that Motian can come back safely.

On the other side, Mo Tian suddenly sneezed after dealing with a three-striped lizardman.

As the saying goes, one sneeze means someone misses you, and two sneeze means someone scolds you.

Mo Tian touched his nose, thinking that someone should have thought about him.

But now he didn't have time to bother and say that he was thinking about himself, and the matter at hand was the most important.

After bending down and cutting off the lizardman's horns, he used a small fireball to burn the lizardman's corpse, and quickly evacuated the scene after a little treatment.

He knew in his heart that the orc's sense of hearing and smell was very sensitive, and although it was raining now, the sound of the rain could not affect his movement in the battle with the lizardmen, so he didn't dare to stay for long.

Mo Tian thought of himself, since absorbing those souls, the magic power in his body had risen rapidly like a rocket, and he was already a two-star high-level magician.

Ordinary three-striped orcs pose no threat to him at all, and they are quite easy to hunt, even if they are four orcs, they can be captured.

However, if he encounters a fully formed four-striped orc, Mo Tian will still choose to avoid it and not conflict with it.

Because the fully formed four-pattern orcs are equivalent to having the strength of ordinary top-level magicians, Mo Tian has self-knowledge and will not fight hard, but it is basically impossible for them to kill themselves.

Not long after Motian left, five or six lizardmen rushed over, led by a fully formed four-striped lizardman.

Unlike other lizardmen, this lizardman has a white cloth covering his left cheek, which looks very abrupt.

He leaned down and sniffed the blackened dirt on the ground, then rubbed it with his hands.

"There's nothing wrong with the smell of magic, it's that damn human again. The lizardman threw a punch at the ground in anger.

It can be seen from this lizard's mouth that he seems to know Motian, and maybe he has dealt with him, otherwise, how could he smell Motian's magic power all of a sudden.

He stood up, his blood-red right eye glowed with a fierce light, and the little brother who followed him didn't dare to say anything, but stood aside obediently, waiting for him to speak.

The four-striped lizard sniffed the air around him, trying to catch the scent of Motian.

But a minute or two passed, and he didn't make any movements, and he didn't seem to smell it.

It couldn't be helped, it had been raining for the past two days, and in the jungle near the border, the rotting corpses in the dirt would be more or less washed out by the rain.

This caused the air to be filled with all kinds of smells, and a smart person like Mo Tian would definitely not be stupid enough to release magic all the time.

He would also smear himself with the blood of dead orcs, in order to cover himself with the smell of blood.

No matter how sensitive the orc's sense of smell is, it is extremely difficult to distinguish it for a while.

The jungle is so big, trying to find Motian is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The four-striped lizard man gritted his teeth and roared unwillingly.

He instructed his younger brothers to pack the charred black dirt from the ground into a bag and bring it back to the lizardmen tribe.