Firetooth werewolves are a variant of werewolves, which also belong to the orc family, but they are a little different from ordinary orcs in that they are more ignorant and bloodthirsty, and do not have a perfect social structure.

The biggest reason why the orcs did not accept the fire-toothed werewolf clan was this. And the more powerful the orc corpse, the more the fire-toothed werewolf favorite, they can strengthen themselves by devouring the body of the strong, and the more the orc resists.

This fire-toothed werewolf clan is about a dozen of them, and they are driven to the remote and dangerous wailing abyss, which is also a microcosm of the fire-tooth werewolf tribe.

Seeing that this huge werewolf had the ability of fire, Uncle Fa was not surprised and said, "A fierce beast with the ability of fire magic is considered a small superlative. Moreover, it also has the ability to go berserk, and its hand-to-hand combat strength in a bloodthirsty state is comparable to that of a true spirit. Such a wraith is definitely top-notch. ”

"Lao Li, can your demon hunting spider withstand it?" Uncle Fa quipped.

"Hmph, although the Demon Hunting Spider is just a phantom, there is no problem in dealing with this little wolf. ”

Uncle Li's answer was very proud, but he did have this strength. The fire-toothed werewolf spat out a mouthful of flames, and its burning fur rattled, but the tightly wrapped cobwebs on its body showed no signs of fire, but tightened more and more.

"The intensity of the flame is too low, but it can also reflect from the side that the strength of the Demon Hunting Spider [Cobweb] is so strong that even the fire can't help it. Lin was secretly observing from the side.

With Uncle Li's participation in the war, the balance of victory and defeat is more tilted. The tall fire-toothed werewolf was firmly restrained and could barely move, only to watch as several small weremons were killed one by one.

The little minions are killed. The leading big brother is also not immune to his fate, under the siege of the aborigines and psychic. The large fire-toothed werewolf was also quickly sent to a near-death state.

Uncle Li and the other psychics leisurely walked to the giant werewolf, and Ouyang Shaohua picked up a capture ball. Trying to catch the large fire-toothed werewolf.

"The capture was successful," Ouyang Shaohua showed a hint of joy on his face, "I really had good luck today." ”

As the eldest son of the Ouyang family, of course he doesn't value this fire-toothed werewolf very much, but just like fishing is not for eating fish, Ouyang Shaohua captures this spirit and enjoys the process of capturing a strong life spirit, rather than really driving the spirit he captures to fight.

Watching this group of visitors from another time and space take out the strange orb, turning the body of this wolf monster into a ray of light and absorbing it. The few remaining aborigines of the Seder tribe had indifferent expressions, and they were no longer surprised.

The aborigines have enough recognition of the strong strength of psychics, and they no longer regard these psychics as weaklings who are powerless, but as strong people with the same status as them, or even more noble.

"Wait. Uncle Li's expression changed suddenly, and he looked not far away suspiciously.

Lin's heart jumped, he just took a closer look at Uncle Li's face, who knew that this old man's perception was so terrifying. I actually sensed my own existence. Lin hurriedly held his breath and quickly entered the state of "turtle breath".

"What's the matter, Uncle Li. Ouyang Shaohua was still immersed in the joy of capturing success, and asked casually.

Uncle Li shook his head. Self-deprecation: "Maybe it's a hallucination, I always feel like someone is spying on us, and the feeling is especially strong just now." But when I searched carefully. That illusion of being watched is gone again. ”

"It's possible that it's a spirit with a special hidden talent," Uncle Fa analyzed. "Didn't we just encounter two sharks, and even this rare submerged monster can be found here, so it wouldn't be surprising to meet a group of Stecks. ”

Steck is a Western-style name. The translation of the East Asian script should be called the Invisible Lurker.

Ouyang Shaohua nodded in agreement and said, "Let's follow the path to find the entrance to the sixth layer as soon as possible." It always feels unsafe here, and the longer you stay, the more likely you are to encounter stronger monsters. ”

Lin woke up from the "turtle breath" posture, and at this time, Uncle Li and the others had already walked away. He knew that this group of people would be much less dangerous along the way when they opened the road and built bridges in the mountains, so he followed their trails and walked slowly.

The more I walked through the forest, the more I felt that something was wrong, this group of psychics in East Asia, their course of action was impressively pointed to the cliff, which, according to Elise, was connected to the real hell, where countless demonic creatures were located.

"It's strange, why don't these psychics go out, but keep heading towards the deepest part of the Wailing Abyss? Could it be that there is an entrance to the sixth layer there?" Lin frowned and thought, "No, there should be other entrances, otherwise the sixth and fifth layers will not be connected at all." Because even for the orcs of the fifth layer, the wailing abyss can be regarded as a forbidden area. ”

Lin followed all the way, and also used the Thousand Silk Trick to track a wide area, and he sensed that hundreds of meters away, another group of surface people was advancing through obstacles. Looking at their route, they pointed to the heart of the abyss of wailing, the terrible cliff.

Lin's brows furrowed, and he began to feel something abnormal. Could it be that the orcs of the fifth layer have set up an ingenious situation that leads all the surface people to their own destruction?

Lin couldn't help but be taken aback by his speculation, how could there be such a smart guy among the orcs, even everyone had been deceived.

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On the fifth floor of the Luminous Canyon, the most powerful orc race, in the chieftain hall of the Dragonwing Clan.

"Singh, half a day ago, you said that the team of surface people has come to the fifth layer," the green-skinned orc, with red eyes, a stout body, and two giant axes on his back, shouted sullenly, "So, where is the enemy?"

This red-eyed orc is Mangba, the leader of the Steeltooth Clan in the northwest.

"Yes, the Tieli Clan wants to know the answer as well. Another slender gray-eyed orc chimed in first. He is the leader of another powerful clan among the fifth-layer greenskinned orcs, the Tieli clan, Hera Tieli.

Unlike the stout orcs, Hera was tall and thin, with a large curved bow and a bag of arrows hanging from his back.

The three clans of Dragon Wing, Steel Fang, and Iron Power are the three strongest clans of the fifth-layer green-skinned orcs. Among them, the Dragon Wing Clan is the most powerful, followed by the Tieli Clan, and the Steel Tooth Clan is the third.

The orc leaders of the other dozen or so small clans nodded in agreement with the statements of the leaders of the two major clans.

"Hmph, they've been led to the abyss of wailing. Singh, the leader of the Dragonwing Clan, who was physically strong, said proudly as he stood on the throne.

"Wail the abyss!" almost all the clan leaders took a breath.

"Singh!" said the leader of the mampa angrily, "it is your trick, and no one among the greenskins can come up with such a vicious plan but you. ”

"Of course you have to be vicious to the enemy," Singh said coldly, "do you have an opinion?"

The leader of the mampa drew two sharp axes, struck each other, and shouted, "This is the joy of my battle!

"Reckless. The Singh leader gave Mamba a disdainful look.

"Singh, the Tieli clan is also against you. The gray-eyed orc Hera Tieli said coldly.

"What's the reason, Hera Tieli, if you use words like battle glory as a reason, I will look down on you as well. Chief Singh said.

"Of course not," Hera Tieli said with a frown at the leader of Mumba who was sharpening his axe beside him, "Do you know that in the abyss of wailing, there is indeed a gate to the sixth layer. ”

"You mean the Burning Trail?" Chief Singh grinned, "You're worrying too much, Hera Tieli. Those surface humans, unfamiliar with the roads, simply couldn't find the burning trail. Even if they find it, the demons of the Burning Trail won't let them have a good time. ”

"However, there will always be lucky surface people who stumble across the burning path by mistake," the leader of Hera Tieli vetoed, "and as long as a surface man reaches the sixth layer, even if it is just a seriously injured or even dying fellow, it is a dereliction of duty for us greenskinned orcs." The god of sleeplessness will not see our efforts, but the fellows of the sixth layer will be rewarded with the great Guush. ”

"Yes, Singh, your foolish actions have cost us the opportunity to fight head-on, and I will personally remove the heads of those surface people! so that I can receive the highest reward of the Sleepless God!" shouted the leader of the Steeltooth Clan, Manba.

"You have a point," said the leader of Singh, still ignoring the impulsive Mumba, and bowed his head to the leader of Hera Tieli, "So, what do you think should be done?"

"Actually, it's not too late," said the leader of Hera Tieli, grinning, revealing his cold fangs, "We are more familiar with the Wailing Abyss. Organize elite forces, go straight to the Wailing Abyss, and take advantage of the opportunity of the battle between the surface people and the abyss monsters, both of whom will be defeated, and wipe out both of them in one fell swoop!"

The eyes of the leaders of the dozen orc groups lit up.

"That's right!"

"I'm going to fight, I'm going to kill!"

"Kill two birds with one stone, I have long been dissatisfied with the wailing abyss, and this time I will erase this forbidden area together!"

The orc leaders were talking.

The leader of Singh nodded, looked at Hera Tieli with some surprise, and said, "Yes, that's exactly what I thought. ”

"My pleasure," Hera Tieli smiled again with a smile that could not be said to be mockery or approval, "then let's hurry up. We, the Tieli Clan, will send a hundred rhino horn archers to participate in the battle. ”

"There are a hundred rhino horn shooters, and the Tieli clan is so strong. Some small tribal leaders exclaimed.

Not to be outdone, the leader of the mampa said: "The Steeltooth Clan, send a hundred bloodthirsty hunters to fight. ”

When this sentence was spoken, it also caused exclamation.

The leader of Singh smiled coldly: "We, the Dragon Wing Clan, only send ten warriors. (To be continued......)