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"You're crazy!" the bald head was crazy, he was afraid of Ramsile's bow and arrows, and he deliberately blocked the hostages in front of him, and the hostages fell.

Ush was more sophisticated, he observed it, and said sarcastically to the ranger, "Your play is so fake, you only hit the shoulder at a distance of 2o meters, and you don't want to kill him at all." ”

"There's no need to aim at the point. Ramesile was smiling, but there was the same light in his eyes as Ush. "I've quenched the poison to give you more time to think about it. ”

"It's true! The blood didn't come out, and there was red belladonna juice on the arrow!" shouted the bald head again.

Red belladonna juice, coagulant poisons, ineffective internal use, must see blood in external injury, has the disadvantages of slow lethality, high price, etc., but - poison has no solution. Ush's heart was cold, and he actually played really. He nervously grabbed the elf in his hand, and suddenly realized that people didn't seem to mind too much.

Ush swallowed and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"As I said, if you ask for money, I want to fight for it. A long stream of water is more suitable than a one-time sale, so, five corpses. Ramesile sneered and spread out his palms, like a god of death who demanded his soul.

Ush sprang to speed, analyzing the shape of the moment, and sadly realized that he seemed to have no choice. Bald and anxious, he didn't even have a little chip in his hand. He pleaded on the ground: "Don't believe the tricks of the pointed ears, I still have a pregnant wife at home, and my disabled mother is waiting for me to go back and give birth to my wife......"

The incomprehensible cry upset Ush, and he was about to shout to get out of his mind when he saw the kneeling softman raise his hand, and the arrow on his wrist glistened with cold light.

"Phew. ”

The spurs, which are less than two fingers long, are only powerful, but they are definitely enough to penetrate the skull at close range. Ush only had time to tilt his head slightly, and the stab pierced through his cheek, smashing half of his teeth by the way.

"Kill!" Ush roared angrily, blood spurting out along with broken teeth.

The fight was lackluster, and the bald team had little morale, and they turned around and ran when the leader failed. Ush didn't move, most of his attention was still on Ramsile, and the blade of the hostage's neck didn't let go in the slightest. Behind him, on the contrary, two loyal followers, holding wooden shields to cover the back of the collar, took out their crossbows and fired them while guarding against the deadly poisoned arrows that might appear from any angle.

At the end of the battle, there were five more corpses on the ground, and the bald head proved with his life that shamelessness needed strength to support. The dying spirit lay on the ground, dead in the eyes of all.

"You want to fight for it. Ush barely managed to squeeze out a smile, he was 100 percent wary of Ramesile. Secretly swore that if he could leave alive, he would resolutely stop doing it after completing this order, and go to Razor City to open a casino with his savings. There is nothing more terrible than a ranger who does not care about the lives of his fellow citizens, Ramsile, who deprives Ush of his place in the forest.

"It was a pleasure to work with. Ramesile no longer kept the cruel smile that disgusted him, and calmly signaled.

[Advanced Teleportation]!

Hora appeared on top of Ush's head, adjusted his falling position, and two hind hooves stomped directly into the shield-wielding head, crushing it all the way down his spine. The front hooves landed on Ush's shoulders, and the strong brawn force combined with the gravitational potential energy forcibly "stepped on" his arms.

Ush screamed beyond the limits of human beings, and the last action before his arm left his body was to cut his throat, and he had to pull the elf to death.

Hora lowered her head when her body fell, and the sharp corners of the spiral just touched the elf, [Treating Moderate Injuries] Before the blood fountain in the veins could spurt out, the wound healed. At the same time, the rangers fired arrows and shot the two stunned humans into a sieve.

Ramesile immediately felt that he had been shot by his compatriots, and cut off the shaft of the arrow with a skinning knife and pulled out the arrow. The blood around the wound clotted into a crimson gelatinous form, and if it was delayed for a while, it would go into shock and die.

Hora walked over and kicked back, covered in broken bones. First, [neutralize the toxin], the blood will immediately return to flow, and then the wound will be mended with healing. Ramesile breathed a sigh of relief, this plan was very risky, teleportation was only once a day, so a team of slave hunters had to be dealt with first, but it could not be forced. Now that he was finally a qiē shun lì, he had also worried about whether the [Neutralizing Toxin] would be able to deal with all types of poisons.

Ramesile walked over to Ush, and both shoulders of the newly baked "human stick" were gone, half of his pale shoulder blades were exposed, and blood was spurting out. The knee poked into the ground, and the thigh bone was probably finished.

"Hora, I remember that you should have one more healing spell, can you keep him alive, the one-eyed Ush is not low in the slave trapping realm, and can ask for some information about this attack. ”

"I refuse. Unicorns will never heal the wicked, for whatever reason. In addition, I would like to remind you that my treatment of his injuries is useless. ”

Ramsileh shrugged, he also gave it a try. The murderous One-Eye soon took his last breath with a death worthy of his fame.

Daggers, poisons, food...... Why didn't he have anything written with him, couldn't he be illiterate? Ramsilele was rummaging through the corpse when an elven recruit leaned over with a very wrong face.

"There is something to say. ”

“...... Ramsile...... Captain, although we saved our compatriots, your tactics are risking the lives of hostages, and I will report this irresponsible and hasty attitude truthfully. ”

"Whatever. Ramesile looked indifferent and didn't bother to look at him. "You can complain to the Council of Elders after the war, but now that I'm the captain, you must listen to me. ”

The recruit was surprised, and he thought that Ramsilele would turn his face. At this time, another ranger spoke in a low voice, he was Ramsile's old subordinate. "When announcing the plan, I didn't say a word, and after the fight, I chirped crookedly, pretending to be a saint......"

The recruit's face turned the color of pork liver, and his lips trembled. His experience of war is not enough to understand that cruel choices are so common and so helpless.

Hora watched coldly, he was not interested in the elves' infighting, he was curious about Ramesile's military literacy and tactical level. The integration of unicorn alliances is not something that can be completed in a short period of time, and it is necessary to turn the habitual scattered tribes into a united society and build a new class system, and the process is stumbling. In the words of Lesatos, it is the transformation of the camp of chaos into the camp of order.

The King of Unicorns considered that it would be appropriate to seconded a few generals to Tia for military training, which would help establish discipline and law.

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Lesathos lay in elven form on a pile of treasures and flipped through a book. Not a profound magical text, but a bible of the Lord of Rituals, which contains the legends and teachings of the god. Compared to the mess of history that could be smeared, the Bible reveals more about the secrets of the gods. But that requires patience and care to cut through the obstacles of ornate writing.

The golden dragon happened to have no patience this time, and his keeping of his elven form was like taking advantage of the difference in size to make the treasure pile appear more and bigger. Under normal circumstances, mages would not use self-deception to comfort others, but since the royal banquet, some things hidden in his mind have gradually surfaced, and he can't remember what it is, which makes Lesatos a little irritable.

Vlamir teleports into the Dragon's Lair: "Master ......"

"What?" said Lessatos's tone.

"Don't you think Princess Tia is a bit like your student? ”

"Which one is it like? Ferron's or Heaven's Mountain?

"Merrosa, Myrosa of the Athas plane. ”

"Smack. Lesatos closed the book, and at last he remembered the feeling of being unable to grasp it. Memories pressed by emotions in the dark corners emerge.

"How did you come up with this?"

The magic eye pondered the words, fearing that it would touch the master's worse feelings. "I just think...... She is energetic when she quarrels. ”

Lesatos came to the valley through the half-plane gate, and was overhearing Drusilia and the generals arguing: "What do you mean that you must give up? The compatriots scattered in the east cannot be left alone, no matter how poor the manpower is, they must divide the search party, otherwise I will find it myself!"

It was indeed very similar, Lesatos was in a trance, and the tide of memories was flooding. Merrosa was an elf of Drusilia's age, but she was set against the backdrop of a blood-red sunset and the endless desert, and the female warrior with only a few rags grabbed the animal skin sac and drank it, and the liquor mixed with the blood of the halfling ran down her moving throat.

She tossed the sac to the human-form Lesatos, grinning a row of white fangs, "You have already defeated me, either kill me and keep the glory of the elves, or teach me spells, and it is not against tradition to lose to your own teacher." ”

"Is there a third way?"

"Yes! Marry me! Hahahaha......"

......

Memories fade away with the wind, and pain chokes Lesatos's soul. He came back to his senses, and now he was standing behind the elven princess.

"Flame Mage?" Drusilia looked at him.

[Calm the mind]. This magic can not only eliminate unnatural extremes, but also calm anger and sorrow, for the elves, and for oneself.

"I ...... I just want to say, Liya, never threaten your relatives and friends with your concern for yourself, the consequences will make you regret it for the rest of your life. ”

Drusilia was surprised, and this was a bit of a stretch. The princess turned her head and saw the concerned eyes of the elven generals, and her heart softened suddenly.

"Okay, I'm not going to the battlefield, but my compatriots can't give up, that's the bottom line, okay?"

The generals nodded in relief.

"That's it, thank you for your proverbs, Flame Mage. ”

"Nothing. Lesatos finished and left. He was annoyed that his feelings were uncontrollable, and he thought that after the battle of Atas, hatred and loneliness had sealed his heart. Now he desperately needs a lot of work to keep himself engrossed and suppress his grief and memories.

It is a good option to analyze the corpses of the chief priests.