"There are ogres, there are half-elves, and a group of night elves just came, will you be waiting for a few more days to wait for the winged elves, frost dwarves and the like?"

Funx asked with interest, seemingly on a whim. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yellowfang said he couldn't answer the question.

Before arriving at the camp of the Slave Catchers, he thought that only his group had received the above action.

As a result, when I got to the ground, I saw that everyone who came was about to be able to play a table of mahjong.

He was also helpless, if he was the only one who came......

Well, fortunately, he wasn't the only one who came.

If only the goblins and a group of people were led by him to go directly to the village of the moon elves, they would have happily felt that they had been caught, but the result was ......

The result must be the same as the two legends who were sent over to explore the bottom at the beginning, and they were directly bombarded to the scum by Verelle.

Therefore, for the "large number of people" of the slave hunting alliance, the old ghost does not know whether to rejoice or have a headache.

Everyone's goal is the Moon Elves, and although there are still many members of the Moon Elf Clan, only those who grab the most can be rewarded by their respective gods.

So the next battle was inevitable.

Just as everyone thought that with so many of them present, the Moon Elves would definitely be able to capture them, and Yellow Fang naturally thought the same way, so in fact, a large number of people had already begun to think about how to get the most out of the war.

Phonks didn't seem to think anything of Yellow Fang's casual inquiry, he was a little embarrassed, and paddled directly: "Who knows, maybe a group of dark races will jump out directly when the time comes." ”

Phonx was stunned, he couldn't guess if Yellow Fang was a joke or if it was really possible.

Dark Race ......

"Could it be a dark race?" Yellowfang, do you know who they are?" he looked curious.

Yellow Fang shook his head directly: "It's just a joke." ”

After speaking, he seemed to think of something, and he was a little hesitant.

"Probably...... I mean, maybe, there could be a gray dwarf, and they've been secretly looking at the Southern Hammer dwarf for a long time since they heard it. ”

"Although the ash dwells west of the South Hammer Heights are the territory of the gray stone dwarves, you also know that the news that the gray dwarves have been secretly living in the ash hills has never been broken, and if there is a dark race that may be involved, there is no other possibility. ”

"I see. Funks looked suddenly enlightened and took the news to heart.

The curiosity is even greater.

More than one, but even the gods of multiple races are mixed up in this, and even the dark race may come to get involved...... What kind of charm does the moon elf have to attract so many eyes?

He found it more and more interesting.

As one of the most likely forces in the Overworld, the side represented by Phonks may not be the strongest, but at least the lowest-key.

When he was first assigned here, he was a little careless, thinking that a little investigation would be enough, but as he got to know better, he felt that he might have fallen into a deep pit.

But the forces behind him don't seem to have received much information yet, otherwise they wouldn't have just sent him to watch the situation.

Truth be told, watching the water in the Slave Catcher League get deeper and deeper, Phonx felt the need to learn from the various forces in the camp - to move the rescuers as well.

This thought flashed by, even if he really had to move the rescuers, it might be too late, what Yellow Fang said was almost very clear, tonight maybe he was going to wipe out the moon elves, and tomorrow he would have to share the spoils, and when his group of brothers arrived, basically everything was over.

Phonks thought so, a smile on his face, but only for a moment, his expression changed dramatically and stared at somewhere in the tent.

The right hand stretched back slightly, ready to take off his great sword.

Seeing Phonks' movements, Yellowfang was a little unresponsive, but he soon noticed that something was wrong.

Although he is extremely ignorant of spatial attributes, with the improvement of strength, as long as he is not deliberately hidden, such obvious spatial fluctuations can still be detected at a glance.

"Portals?"

Yellow Fang was on guard, and at the same time asked thoughtfully.

"It seems to be, and it seems to be a long-distance teleportation...... Phonks' face was a little solemn, directly teleporting to this place, such a precise target, there are basically no more than a few possibilities.

Precise teleportation with him or Yellow Fang as the target, a precision-guided space master is indispensable in such a situation.

The use of these means is either my own blood or other most intimate items.,In short, it must be related to me.,Determine the location.。

And the teleportation from the opposite side is either close friends or blood enemies.

The space that Phonx and Yellow Fang had been guarding for all this time rippled by, revealing a watery façade.

Phonx squinted and looked at Yellowfang, "Is it here to find fault or something else?"

Yellow Fang didn't hesitate: "Not an enemy!"

Yellowfang was sure, because he already knew who it was.

A thin figure sprang out of the undulating portal, looking around a little restlessly, and the tense body was relieved when he saw Yellow Fang's presence.

The slender figure was hunched back, dressed in a black bodysuit and covered with a scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes, which were a goblin judging by its posture and the skin exposed at the corners of its eyes.

Phonks, who found out the identity of the comer, was relieved, and he said that Yellow Fang was so sure of what he said, it turned out that it was reinforcements from the Goblin Chamber of Commerce.

If you think about it carefully, there is only this possibility, although it is not uncommon for the enemy to directly teleport to the door to seek revenge, but it is a situation where the two sides have reached an endless death.

Although Yellow Fang is worthy of the nature of a profiteer, it is also a little unreasonable to say that he has a deep hatred with other people, after all, what kind of profiteer Huang Fang is, it is also a transaction agreed by both parties.

And he himself...... Phonks shouldn't have any big enemies, and he, he has a lot of enemies, but most of them don't dare to make a move, and the rest probably don't know he's here.

"Yellow Fang! long time no see!"

The skinny goblin glanced at Phonks, and turned to Yellowfang, his voice a little unpleasant, as piercing as if it had been brushed by a brush.

"Lanris, you're still like that. ”

Yellow Fang replied lukewarmly.

Although the two know each other, they obviously don't have a good relationship.

Lanris laughed, seeing that Yellow Fang didn't care about himself, and he didn't pretend to be sentimental, he stood to the side, and continued to wait for the few people who came with him to teleport over.

It's just that his eyes look at Phonx from time to time, a little curious about his identity.

There's a human in a group of goblins, and anyone thinks something is wrong.