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After the incident, several tribes lay in place, about to die, or have died, only the goblin goblin is still active, after a long time, it can be regarded as sober, it seems that he can't remember what happened before, his companion died bloody in place, for him, nothing else matters, his own life is the most precious, so he didn't think about it at all, he picked up the scroll that called for magic on the orc, and in an instant drew a beautiful scene in the sky, in the distance, Wang Jie turned around, Squinting his eyes, he muttered: "Nice design, almost has the effect of a flare, it's a pity." ”

His heart trembled, and under the light of the magic effect, countless figures jumped over, all rushing towards the position of the previous tribal patrol, their majesty and posture were not very simple, obviously, Wang Jie had already seduced all the main powerhouses of the tribe, these guys were murderous, if they were caught directly, it would really be a miserable death, fortunately, Thrall could not fully control every piece of land, and even needed to send people to patrol, otherwise, he would not dare to attack in secret like this.

Just when Wang Jie disappeared in the distance, Sal and the other strong people had already quickly killed the place where the magic alarm was issued, and at the same time, other emergency mechanisms were also activated to prevent the counterattack of the human world army.

Thrall looked suspiciously at the dead body on the ground, the time he arrived, all the people here were dead, and the goblin was sitting there with his strength exhausted by his crazy thoughts and movements.

"What the hell is going on, wake up." Thrall shouted loudly, then looked at a shaman, who waved a staff in his hand and muttered to himself, and after a while, the goblin seemed to wake up from his tired slumber, staring at everything in front of him.

At this time, the strong people who flew here inspected the dead bodies on the ground, of course, they were all people from their own species who wanted to see it first, Sylvanas went to look at the undead, and Garona went to look at the blood elf, which was too simple for the consciousness of their own people, they were all strong men who had been in battle for a long time, and naturally found that this was a civil war through the location and size of the wounds, as well as the blood stains on the ground, and the scars on their companions' bodies were clearly caused by people in another patrol, And it was also after a tragic and fierce battle, like seeing a husband and an enemy, taking a wife and a white face, and killing endlessly.

So, from Sylvanas to Garona to Kane's bloodhoof, all of them looked bad, and their eyes looked at each other even a little more guarded, any organization and group must have some internal friction and disputes, but at the moment of the great enemy, they still need to be patient and endure each other for the country, so they covered it up, but these dead bodies and blood are proof, and the original things have been reawakened.

Thrall frantically circled around, seemingly unleashing some spell, muttering to himself, occasionally taking out a magic powder and scattering it on the ground.

But he finally shook his head and walked back, and said to his companions, "There are no spell casting fluctuations, well, let's ask, which tribe's goblin is this, what happened, why everyone is dead." ”

"What else could it be," Sylvanas suddenly pointed to the big flask on the orc's waist, and said, "Sal, I told you a long time ago, take care of your men, after they arrived on this earth, they are the most indulgent in the world's wine-colored wealth, they are drinking and making trouble, and they are making trouble, I have already told you." ”

Garona was silent, the people here have been in a fighting environment since many years, their eyes are like torches, and at a glance, they know that it is these own people who have caused damage to each other, and they can also see that they are not affected by any magical elements, and they are purely fighting so suddenly.

Wojin looked at the misery of the troll being cut down to the point where there was no good meat on his body, sighed, and said: "Sal, there is no spell happening here, we have to restrain the military discipline, the Burning Legion over there is becoming more and more arrogant, maybe it is really ......"

Woking and the others, brains made up a story of the orc drunk and messed around, and fought with his fellow patrol teammates, which eventually led to the destruction of the patrol team, ah, there was no annihilation, the living goblins, naturally because the people were too faceless and too weak, after seeing a bloody killing, they were a little dizzy and frightened.

Discriminating against others is an arrogance that anyone can have.

Thrall looked suspicious, indeed, for the various tribes under the tribe, it is basically a daily task that must be carried out without a word, but this is too strange, they must have a reason to fight, fight for some wine, food? It's not like ah, after seizing the entire Japanese mainland, they got all the materials of the world's second largest economy, which is basically inexhaustible, how can anyone suddenly quarrel with it?

As a chief, especially the orcs in his core had a very different relationship with the other tribes, he told himself that he had to strike a good balance between a solid base and a fair ruling, not so that his orcs could feel that the chief was not working for them, and that others must also feel that they were fair.

He frowned and said, "I feel very wrong, this seems to be our old friend again, okay, this goblin is the only one alive, go back and treat him well, he seems to ...... Stimulated a lot, after he regained his senses, he would naturally be able to explain everything clearly, everyone go back, I will take some people to search for nearby places, here in Japan, I don't have the impression of any strong people, and I will come back soon. ”

The meaning of Sal's departure is very simple, first, he does suspect that there are humans playing ghosts, although there are no clues, but as a strong man, he is so suspicious, second, the clear self-purification, he can naturally see that the minotaur died at the hands of the blood elves, and then the blood elves and orcs died together, the undead and the trolls are a scarred and tragic battle, the only survivor is the goblin, it can be said that every patriarch needs to protect the interests of the clan, then it must be doubted, the infighting of the patrol team, Who did it first and why?

If you go away first, you can clear yourself, the clear person is self-purifying, he has confidence in his own person, and let others investigate it, this is the self-confidence of a strong man who has been killed for a long time, and it is also the enlightenment of an elder who has insight into human nature, but unfortunately, the structural difference in knowledge makes him unable to understand what is going on.

It must be explained in advance that Saar's research on human science and technology, of course, focuses on the research of military technology, nuclear weapons, missiles, fighter jets, and the most advanced metal smelting technology, all of which are the greatest concerns.

However, he did not have time to pay attention to the history of human drugs for hundreds of years, to pay attention to this kind of drug that can change a person's personality and physiological habits, if he was given a period of time, when he consulted the secret information of the Japanese military, the secret staff military operation plan, and discovered the project of "military special drugs", he would definitely find something.

However, herein lies the problem, which Sal has not seen yet.

Wang Jie gambled on such a time difference.

The five-bait strategy handed down by the Chinese ancestors, although the effect is usually average, but there is still merit, giving it beautiful clothes, luxury cars, food, entertainment and all kinds of enjoyment, people are basically degenerate, of course, internal discord will never go out of style, as a person who once liked ancient history, especially those who were responsible for the stories of heroes who fought and killed, Wang Jie knew that it was not only the Spring and Autumn Warring States that sowed discord, the North and South Huns, and then the East and West Turks or something, although the diplomacy of the ancients was scum, but at least there is this skill point.

Wang Jie never thought that such a practice could cause civil strife in the tribe, how could it be possible, people also came to the earth from the other world, they were in danger, there were chasing soldiers behind them, they must support each other, and bring their compatriots in the other world to the earth.

What's more, there are humans here, and it is difficult for the tribe to fight among themselves, but if they add some internal contradictions a little, so that their alliance is a little less harmonious internally, and they don't trust each other a little, he has already burned high incense and accumulated virtue on his ancestors.

Killing three birds with one stone, stirring up the relationship within the tribe, testing the tribe's tolerance to a certain drug that exceeds the established dose, and provoking the tribe's response plan in an emergency, the result is very good, at least Wang Jie kept drawing lines and directions on the map, and still exposed some things he wanted to know.

Sal doesn't have any evidence to prove that anything is wrong, or that it was the human strong or the human army that led to the total extinction of the patrol, in the final analysis, Japan is not a small country, many people, habitually call Japan Little Japan, but they don't know, it is a proper survivor bias, take the huge territory that their ancestors fell, compared with the land of the main island of Japan, in fact, if Japan moves to Africa, it is definitely a demon who dominates the local area, and goes to Europe, which is slightly smaller than France and larger than Germany, A proper European giant bigger than the UK.

Japan is not small, Sal went to many places to search, first the community of Shibuya, then Chiba, Gunma, Nagano, it is difficult to find, Japan is too big.

His eyes were not good, and after finishing the search, he returned to the camp, and the bodies of all the people were sent back to their tribes, and he looked at the little warrior of that tribe, with smooth heads and braids, and his body had been wiped clean and waiting to be buried.

"Chief, everything that can be done has been done, purification, cleaning, the cause of this child's death is not suspicious, it was killed by his own people, even if it is a human being, it is impossible to use spells to do this, and not leave the magic energy involved, at least I studied the battle process with that human being, the essence of their battle with us is actually similar, either the energy is released, to manipulate the energy to change the outside world, or the energy acts on itself, strengthening the strength, there is no other possibility."

Sal looked at the old wizard and made sure that what he said was correct, but he still felt that something was wrong, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "Now inform me, all the dead should not be buried, well, isn't there a way for humans to be preserved for a long time, I saw it in the movie, send it there, I always think it is useful, by the way, is the goblin awake, I need to ask him, what happened at that time." ”

"It shouldn't be a big problem, we can go and see, how to say that it's time to wake up at this time."

Inside, everyone despises other people, and can also create a chain of contempt, such as warriors despise mages who can only wave their wands from afar, mages despise all muscles and not brains, priests despise all other non-healing professions, and so on.

The general prejudice against goblins is that they will sell their best friends for a bag of gold, but this prejudice is not entirely unfounded, and many goblins may consider it, and some even do it. The truth is that few goblins can properly combine a keen sense of business with a certain level of morality.

Their identities are naturally labeled with various "labels", greedy for life and afraid of death, irritable, greedy for money, mercantil, cunning, in the eyes of everyone, goblins are unreliable, the reason why they are absorbed, or depends on their manpower and some talents, but as the only living mouth of the patrol team, Flor did not return to his own camp, but was taken to the Hamuel Rune Totem on the grounds that the Minotaur has better healing ability, and he has been treated well in Flor, and people have gradually come to their senses, But he didn't seem to know what was going on, and he was wrapped in a blanket, humming and muttering, while all the big men of the tribe were watching him from the side, with questions from time to time.

Sylvanas noticed that the goblin's eyes were turning around slyly, looking at them like a thief, and his heart was unhappy, so he walked over first and said, "Goblin Flor, last night, you went to patrol the Shibuya area with your companions, why did you finally find that you were the only one alive and everyone else was dead, what did you do?" ”

Flor looked at it in horror, the trade king had been looking at everyone suspiciously, he didn't say anything, he couldn't ask for help, he could only bow to Sylvanas flatteringly, and saluted: "Respect the beautiful queen, I really don't know what happened, it's as if we were on patrol, all of a sudden, we went to sleep, dazed, and then woke up, and when I got here, I told the truth, I said ...... I swear to the trade lord Gary Vickers. ”

Garry Vix said angrily, "Don't get involved with me. ”

(To be continued.) )