Unlike the dizzying fighting styles of the ogre Naru and the paladin Jensen, the "Tongue Puller" didn't make much of a show when he joined the warband. The Desert Elf Grand Samurai, who wielded two swords, carefully wielded his weapon, constantly moving from band to warband.

He didn't use the art of sound to fight, as that would likely expose him - although it was uncertain whether Harkonnen had succeeded in fusing the hearts of the beasts, it was likely that the patricide was hiding not far away at the moment and secretly observing the battle here.

As expected, Harkonnen was indeed leading a six-legged horse and stopping on the sand dunes. Originally, the young chief of the Salem tribe was ready to watch the enemy attack, so he led his own warriors to attack the Yellow Dragon and attack the King of Sashim who stood under the banner of Daxu.

In his expectation, the Shadow Beasts would soon collapse their formation. It's just a small trouble that affects Harkonnen's decision-because of the transplantation of the hearts of the beasts, an inexplicable bond has emerged between the Blazing Beasts and him, and the two are interconnected.

In fact, not only can he control the Blazing Beasts through this connection, but the Blazing Beasts can also influence him in reverse through this connection. At this time, the synthetic war beasts poured out of their nests, and they were in the middle of the battle, and they transmitted this emotion to Harkonnen. The hearts of the beasts in his chest pumped faster because of this, and the Blazing Shadow Blood accelerated down the veins towards his limbs.

Harkonnen was so shocked by this sudden change that the young Desert Elf Chief didn't even have time to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield - he didn't notice the hard stubble that the Shadowbeasts had encountered at this time - the rampaging ogre had actually encountered it before when he was raiding a caravan. Harkonnen's palm suppressed the beating of the beast's heart, and its power was so great that it even ripped off the enamel ornament on the armor on his chest.

"Don't be nervous, just let the other warriors attack first, and then everything will follow the heart of the beast. ”

The words that appeared like rain in time softened Harknan's mind, and he reinvigorated his spirits and gave a new order to the attendant warriors behind him: "Charge to the death, target the pseudo-king of the Shem people, attack!" Unlike the previous "Death Charge", the young Elven Chief of Salem tightened his bridle this time.

As for the Blazing Shadow Beasts at this time, due to the "head start" of the Quith team in the Shangjia "Righteous Army" formation, these clever synthetic war beasts immediately scattered and gave up this difficult bone.

For them, the desire to kill ultimately yields to tactical objectives.

Compared to the Shang Jia "Rebels" position, which had a group of real monsters, the real purpose of the Blazing Shadow Beast herd's trip was to disrupt the Scattered Elf phalanx that had already gathered and destroy the living force of their tribe. Without the guidance of the hearts of the beasts, these battlefield hunters, who know how to avoid reality and avoid fiction, dive into the sand in batches.

"Get out of this place!" shouted a merchant in the rebel position. As the Blazing Shadowbeasts retreated, their pressure was greatly reduced for a while, and the Astute Mind immediately seized the opportunity to call everyone to flee this place of right and wrong together.

The Elven army of Sasmir began to be attacked by the Blazing Beasts, and they were too exhausted to spare their men to intercept the fleeing merchants. At the same time, Harkonnen's decisive charge came unexpectedly, and the horse team that swept from a distance swept straight into the formation of the Sasha army, and its troops pointed directly at the location of the big dragon in the array.

Due to the difference between the camels ridden by the samurai of the two tribes, the Synths were not afraid of injuring their allies - although they did not have the concept of allies, they had just suffered a great loss at the hands of their fellow Quests and sprang out of the sand to launch a retaliatory attack on the Elves of Sashan.

A surprise attack, with its weight and the grappling of the alien's forelimbs, can often instantly drag the moa rider and the bird into the bunker below. And the rider who was attacked by the surprise did not even have time to react back before his life was killed by the claws and sharp teeth.

What's more, in the places where the Sassen warriors are more concentrated, there are often several blazing shadowmons gathered together, and their thermal energy storage organs are agitated, pumping out a large number of blazing flames to break through the sandy surface.

Blood and fire, the Samurai saw the pain with their own eyes, blood and fire, the Blazing Beasts feasted on the feast of slaughter.

"Old elf, you seem to need a little help. A voice came from behind the chief of the Sasha tribe, who was frowning at the situation on the battlefield.

By digesting and analyzing the scales of the Ancient Power Dragon, the young blue dragon gained a lot of the abilities of this legendary dragon. Now, even if he doesn't use spells, he can achieve a high level of invisibility with his control over the refraction of light alone. This made Quis, who could only take the "Kang's stealth" route, into a stealth expert comparable to a top wanderer.

With this skill, he easily walked to the center of the Sashan tribe's formation step by step without anyone noticing. Quest hasn't forgotten his disguised identity, and this is a great marketing opportunity. How could he, who hadn't had a full time of role-playing, give up such a good opportunity.

If you want to negotiate business, finding the right customer is the right thing to do.

So after asking aloud, Quest's figure appeared out of thin air. This caused the Guardian Samurai and Sycamancer to stand on the side of the Elven Chief to be shocked, and they were likely to join forces to attack this "door-to-door salesman" if they disagreed.

Chief Sasan is not surprised, this old desert spirit has the insight and wisdom that time has bestowed upon him. He knew very well that such a master who could sneak to his side silently, if he really just wanted to take his own life, then he should have succeeded a long time ago.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Stopping the stress reaction of his men, Chief Sasha calmly asked the young blue dragon in human form.

Quest showed an unforgettable smile that a certain great merchant of Yugros had seen many times, and replied loudly: "The merchant is naturally in pursuit of profit, the elf of Sam. ”

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There was a nook in the corner of the battlefield due to the masking spell, and the trio who had little interest in the battle were studying the slain Shadowbeasts with great interest.

"This is the kind of beast that can roast itself?" Interested in fresh ingredients, Blue took out his whaling fork and cut off the flesh of this synthetic war beast, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then spit it out, "It's so hot and it tastes terrible, it has a strange smell that can't be removed." ”

Looking helplessly at his greedy brother, the ogre witch doctor took out the potion to treat the burns and handed it over.

"Mr. Paru," Sneid, who was concentrating on dissection on the sidelines, carefully removed a piece of thermal storage organ from the Shadowmon. He had tried several times before but failed, once this organ was cut, the heat contained in it would be violently released, and even the flesh and blood of the synthesizer itself would be incinerated by it: "It seems that we all underestimated this kind of biological weapon before." ”

In the palm of the half-lich mechanical prosthetic, fragments of the thermal storage organ that had been completely removed restlessly changed form - the organ collected from the body of the blazing shadow beast beheaded by Jensen still remained alive - the self-destruction phenomenon of the previous dissection was more like a form of self-preservation.

With some suspicion in mind, Snead attempted to use the Burning Hand spell to directly heat the fragments of his organs, and then re-implant them into the Blazing Shadowmon.

As expected, as expected, it was like filling a car with fuel, and the "dead" synths had a tendency to regenerate with severed heads.

"The genetic traits of trolls, and they've been optimized. ”

Seeing this, Palu immediately made his own guess. The ogre witch doctor motioned to Sneijder, who manipulated the mechanical prosthetic leg to make a "please" gesture.

A strong acid solution poured out of the Troll's Skull Staff, covering the severed section of the Shadowmon's sprouting flesh. The dead synth twitched and struggled as if electrocuted, and plumes of smoke erupted from hidden vents on the sides of its body.

Acid, still effective.

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