Dozens of kilometers away, the military camp of the Thousand-Handed Evil King. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a huge barracks made of white bones, a number of strange-looking humanoids gathered together for a pre-war meeting.

The prototype of the Thousand-Handed Evil King is a giant Void Octopus, but at this moment he has changed into a human form and sits on the top, his bearded face is full of smirks, and he grabs the human arm with one hand and nibbles on it, while listening to his subordinates' proposals for the next war.

Although the Thousand-Handed Evil King was domineering, he also knew that war was not an act of will, and it required some strategy and tactics, so he listened with his ears up and nodded at the same time.

"His Royal Highness the Evil King, my opinion is to directly lead the army to rush over, we have such a big advantage, if we don't take the opportunity to attack the opponent's camp, it will be difficult to fight when the opponent's reinforcements arrive!" A sturdy giant man waved his hand and said loudly, the giant man is also in human form, but there are three huge horns tied up along his hair behind his head.

An obscene old man, his face was covered with long brown beards, as if a mouse had become sperm, but at this moment he disagreed and said: "Human warlocks have always been cautious, we took advantage of the absence of the other party's legend, and only under the leadership of His Royal Highness the Evil King broke through the Kuiman defense line, if it weren't for this, it would be impossible to have this record, do you think that the human warlock's communication ability can be blocked by us to block the other party's transmission of news?" The lewd old man smiled: " Judging from my experience of lurking in the human world for hundreds of years, the other party must have sent someone back to report it, and at this moment, maybe a large number of traps have been laid in front of us waiting for us to drill!"

The old man suddenly turned his head to look at the Thousand-Handed Evil King, bowed down and said, "Please also ask the Evil King to accept it when he sees it, don't take risks easily!"

"Hmph, an old thing who doesn't have the guts!" The giant man smiled coldly, didn't look at the old man, and saluted directly to the Thousand-Handed Evil King: "Your Highness, I am willing to lead the army to take the lead, please ask Your Highness for permission!"

"Okay, that's it!"

As soon as the Thousand-Handed Evil King raised his hand, he stopped the old man who wanted to speak, and said to the giant man: "You troll clan has always been strong, this time you will take the lead, if you can make meritorious contributions, this king will not hesitate to reward!"

"Thank you, Your Highness the Evil King!"

The giant man is overjoyed, since this raid on the first stronghold of the human warlock's Kuiman defense line, the situation that has not been opened has been suddenly opened, and the pursuit all the way is even smoother, at this moment, the last stronghold has not been breached, this last power can not be snatched by the old thing of the gray squirrel clan, hum, where can the gray squirrel clan compare with the great troll clan.

The Thousand-Handed Evil King stuffed the last bit of human finger into his mouth, chewed and rattled, and watched the giant man walk out of the White Bone Hall with an indifferent face, without speaking.

"Your Highness, since the human warlocks have not completely escaped, and are still holding on to the last fortress, they must have something to rely on, this... The old man said anxiously.

The Thousand-Hand Evil King spit out a few nails, took a big sip of wine, and waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, I have my own decision!"

"Since His Royal Highness the Evil King has a decision, his subordinates will rest assured!" Seeing this, the old man no longer persuaded him, but sighed in his heart, thinking that the gray squirrel clan was also a famous civilized race in the world, but now it has become one of the small clans that cling to the claws of white bones, and even the troll clan does not take the gray squirrel clan in their eyes, thinking of this, the old man is sad in his heart.

The troll trolls led an army of trolls into a roaring attack on the last stronghold of the Queman Line: the Rocker Gorge.

The Rocker Canyon was able to resist the attack of the army of the Thousand-Hand Evil King, or because of a secret treasure left by the legendary powerhouse of mankind: the Water Curtain Tianluo.

This is a legendary-level powerful protective treasure, even if it is the Thousand-Handed Evil King himself, it will take a lot of time and strength to break this shield, so the human warlock can protect this last stronghold, otherwise, with the ferocity of the army led by the Thousand-Handed Evil King, it would have been wiped out long ago.

"Water Curtain Tianluo only has the last bit of energy, fortunately, Lord Wells came in time, otherwise we would all die here!"

"Yes, it's good that Master Wells is here, we finally saved our lives!"

"I wonder what that giant ball in the sky is?"

In the Rocker Gorge, the last stronghold of the human warlocks, the warlocks were talking.

"I don't know, maybe it's the secret weapon that Lord Wells brought!"

"Why did this secret weapon suddenly retreat again?"

"I don't know... ”

"Silence!"

A golden-armored warlock walked out of the largest military tent in the camp, and when he heard the discussion in his ears, his face turned grim and he snorted, and the listeners stopped talking one after another, and stood guard without squinting, patrolling.

Several people walked out of the big tent one after another, and the leader was none other than Wells, followed by Yin Fu and the other two seventh-level Grand Karcists who were lucky enough to survive.

"Here we are!" Wells looked calmly into the distance, where the sky was gray and gloomy, but there was a loud rumbling sound on the ground.

Yin Fu's face changed: "It's the trolls in the claws of the bones, they are tall, thick-skinned, fierce, and very strong. ”

"Huh. Wells smiled slightly: "I won't make a move this time, Yinfu, you are ready to fight with the whole army, let the other party think that you are ready to fight for the last time, I believe it is no problem to resist the attack of the troll clan!"

"Of course!" Yin Fu's eyes burned, and the woman smiled without letting go of her eyebrows, and with a wave of her hand, she took the two Grand Warcists and began to direct the human Warlocks in the 'final' battle.

Outside the Rocker Canyon, the leader of the troll clan, the giant man, has turned into a terrifying monster more than nine meters tall, with sharp fangs, blue eyes, and three horns on the back of his head are even more hideous.

"Yes, Chief!"

Behind him, a sturdy troll with a height of more than seven meters led the order and led a large number of trolls to start attacking the water curtain head-on, and the troll leader waved his hand and shouted: "The rest of the people come with me, let's attack the left side and carry out a double-sided attack!"

Who says trolls are full of muscles and don't know tactics?

"Leslie, the trolls are divided into two ways, attacking the front and flanks respectively, you two go to the flanks to defend, and the front is protected by me!"

Leslie and another seventh-level Grand Karcist are both from the Heavenly Wind Temple, but Yin Fu is a person in the Bronze Tower, but during the war, they do not distinguish each other, in the army, there is only a distinction between the upper and lower levels, besides, in the Heavenly Wind Great World, the three major forces are like a family, and they have always been of one heart and one mind, advancing and retreating together.

Inford alone led more than half of the men in the camp to defend frontally, Leslie and Rodney led the remaining half to the flanks to defend, and all the capable men in the entire camp were all in place for the final decisive battle.

"Brothers, the human warlocks are already alone, as long as this last stronghold is captured, the evil king will be rewarded, and the rise of our troll clan is hopeful!"

"Roar!"

Hearing this, all the trolls were in high spirits, roaring and waving their weapons in anger to attack the crumbling Water Curtain Tianluo.

"Water Curtain Tianluo can't hold on anymore!" Yin Fu's face moved, and with a gesture of her hand, a soft water ball floating in the sky was taken into her hand, this water ball was crystal clear, although it was composed of liquid, it gave people a sense of toughness and indestructibility.

After taking the Water Curtain Tianluo into his private space, Yin Fu's face was solemn, knowing that the next step was the final battle, and whether or not he could lead out the Thousand Hands Evil King depended on whether the three of them could defeat the troll clan!

"Huh?"

Just when Yin Fu was about to lead the army to attack, a figure flew down in the sky, was it Lin Ming?