After dealing with the two of them, Lunsa dragged his mace and looked at the old patriarch, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up a cruel smile.

"You are the patriarch of the Blackstone tribe, if I remember correctly, you are also the only priest in your tribe, kill you, and then enslave the rest of your clansmen, your Blackstone tribe will be removed."

The old patriarch opened his slightly cloudy eyes, and although there was a hint of pathos in his eyes, it gave people a sense of calm, which was a feeling of seeing the vicissitudes of the world.

Lensa was very dissatisfied with the old patriarch's expression, in fact he didn't have any good feelings for the priests, this was caused by the accumulation of time, he didn't like to be commanded and arranged, he preferred to follow his own strength, so he often needed some blood to release the depression in his heart.

Now the situation of the battle, he no longer needs to worry about anything, the most tyrannical and dark thing in his heart is gradually expanding, he first took a step in the direction of the old patriarch, and his right hand was slowly raised, the spikes on the mace appeared sharper and sharper under the washing of the rain, and when he was about to take another step, he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look in the direction of the arrow tower, at this time, the gunman on the arrow tower had come down from the arrow tower, and was hanging an arm to fight with a warrior of the Qishui tribe, although the warrior strength of the Qishui tribe was stronger, and the opponent's arm was injured, and the strength was greatly reduced, but it did not get much benefit, but several times almost pierced by the opponent's spear.

Through the rain curtain, Lunza clearly saw that the soldiers on his side had stabbed the opponent's chest several times but couldn't penetrate at all, and the opponent just shook his body and immediately waved his weapon to counterattack, making the soldiers on his side chaotic and dangerous. Lensa looked closely, and the other man was wearing a black garment like a waistcoat, which blocked the spear that stabbed him.

"Hiss~~ What kind of clothes is this, looking at the flexibility, it looks like a thickened piece of clothing, how can it have such a strong defense. Lensa, who had been a little violent, had a surprised expression on his face.

Lunsa, the old patriarch who was sitting on the ground, walked two quick steps into the battle between the two of them, and then swung his stick at the Blackstone Tribe warrior in body armor.

Seeing the mace rolled up and whistling as if it was going to cut off the heavy rain, the warrior retreated and dodged back, but he was still swept into the upper body by a few spikes, and the spikes on the mace hung the silk thread in the body armor, and brought his body up with the trajectory of the mace before flying to a small battlefield on the side, smashing several people in the field to the ground together, one of the warriors of the Qishui tribe was stunned because of the angle problem was broken leg bones, holding the calf pierced by the broken bones, the man made a heart-rending sound。

"Hmph" Lensa let out an angry snort, and the warrior with the broken leg came looking for prestige, and when he saw that it was Lensa, he immediately covered his mouth, and did not dare to scream again, but his trembling body and the bursting green tendons all over his body told people the incomparably severe pain he was suffering at the moment

Lensa came to the soldier wearing body armor, at this time the soldier was already unconscious, because of the huge pull of the buckle attached to the body armor has collapsed, half hanging on him, a tear off the body armor, Lensa took it in his hand and looked at the shock on his face even more intensely, and then looked down for a while, the revolver was also in his hand.

"Is this little thing attacking? If it is, it's a big achievement." The look of shock on Lunza's face was gradually occupied by ecstasy, as a wrestler in the tribe, although he was in the forefront of the tribe in terms of strength, but his prestige was not as high as that of the priests in the tribe, which made him very dissatisfied, if he could know the source of this weapon and armor, then his status in the tribe would rise, and then gradually get rid of the shackles, as for the future, he had not thought about it so much, at this moment he was more eager to know the origin of these things.

The old patriarch watched as Lensa approached him with a pistol and body armor, and he knew what awaited him. The surrounding Blackstone tribesmen also noticed the situation here, and they all fought back like crazy, but almost all of them fell to the ground and couldn't let the remaining old and weak women and children be the opponents of those people.

"Tell me how these things came about, I can spare you" Lensa didn't talk nonsense, and simply and clearly prescribed the conditions for survival.

"・・・・・・・" At this time, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and the old patriarch's face was covered with rain, but he just looked at him calmly without saying a word.

"Then you will die!" Lunsa saw the old patriarch's determination and didn't bother to talk any more nonsense, killing the old man in front of him and other people who could breathe, he didn't believe that everyone didn't want to live like this.

The mace in his hand slowly lifted over his head, and Lensa even felt the refreshing sensation of splashing on his body after the brain burst, but why the old guy was looking behind him with a smile on his face, and suddenly seemed to feel something, Lenza turned around sharply, and then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

Two strange three-wheeled carts made strange noises, pulling a wooden cart through the rain-shrouded tribal gate and rushing towards it, and a total of a dozen orcs sitting on the strange tricycle and the wooden cart all took out weapons like their own hands, "snapping, popping・・・・・" and kept attacking.

The sound of "poof~" entering the flesh, the groans and the sound of falling to the ground after being attacked were all in one round, and after the people in those cars got down, there were only 4 people left in the entire Qishui tribe's team that could stand in the field, plus Lensa himself.

The turn of events was so sudden, that it was only half a minute from the sight of the group to the end of an attack, and in this nightmarish half a minute, nine of them fell. Seeing them jump out of the car and stand in a row fiddling with the terrifying weapons in their hands, and then point to themselves and the others again, Lensar and the two remaining trainee wrestlers, an ordinary soldier, quickly searched for shelter.

"Bang bang..." The gunfire rang out again, this time the attack was more intensive, except for Renza, the other three were shot and killed before they could even snort, and one of them was directly opened to the head and died a terrible death. Lensa, who was superior to the other three, hid behind a wooden house when the shots rang out, only to be shot twice in the back.

"Patriarch Grandpa~" Lu Ya quickly ran to the old patriarch and hugged him, and tears gushed out of his eyes at once.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Don't cry, grandpa is fine, it's just a little supportive, you go to see the injured clansmen first, they need to be treated quickly" The old patriarch still looked relieved and kind.

"Hmm~hmm" Lu Ya choked up and was about to stand up.

"Hahaha, do you really think Lao Tzu is afraid of you, your weapons and clothes are Lao Tzu, hahaha・・・・・" Lensa walked out of the back of the wooden house with a crazy face, holding an earthy yellow leather scroll in his hand, only to see him tear open the leather scroll in his hand, a bright yellow light instantly enveloped his whole body, the light dissipated, and when the yellow halo appeared on the surface of his skin.

"You guys try to beat Lao Tzu again, hahaha"

"It's a high-grade stone skin spell scroll," the old patriarch exclaimed.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Patriarch," Lu Ya hurriedly asked.

"You guys run, this kind of scroll is very expensive, it can release a high-level stone skin spell, the level of attack of the pistol is not enough to break through his defenses, hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late" The old patriarch's voice became more and more anxious, and he kept urging Lu Ya and the others to leave quickly.

"Hahaha, old guy, you're quite knowledgeable, although this scroll is not cheap, but it's nothing compared to your things, is the pistol the name of the weapon, maybe I can't resist your dense attack just now, but now, hum~ None of you can run, let me all die" Lenza finished speaking, and then raised his mace and rushed towards Berry and the others・・・・・・