There are two ways to get from the top of the Soul Mountain to the hinterland of Lost Island. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One is a hand-dug tunnel, which passes through the mountains to the red stone valley in the hinterland of Lost Island, and the middle section of the tunnel is set up with a checkpoint, which is guarded by heavy soldiers of the wolf dog faction, and cannot be passed without a pass issued by Aaron or Flower Wolf.

The other is to cross this dangerous and murderous forest with souls. At the end of the forest there is a trail that leads to the Red Rock Valley.

Not to mention all kinds of fierce beasts and strange beasts in the forest, at the entrance of the trail, there is a first-level peak, infinitely close to the second-level alien beast, the white-scaled four-clawed snake.

Not to mention Kane, even ordinary second-level soldiers and demon soldiers can only retreat when they encounter this white-scaled four-clawed snake.

The strongest of the alien beasts is territorial awareness. Those who dare to trespass will be chased to the death.

Red Rock Valley, the third temple of the Dripping Blood Temple, the headquarters of the canine faction.

"Grand Commander, Gary is coming to us with nearly three hundred members of the Wolf Faction. A young man who was about three or four years old ran in, and in a panic, he bumped into the stone table in front of him, on which a glazed ceramic bowl containing all kinds of fruits was touched by the young man, and he was crumbling, and he was about to fall to the ground and break into several pieces.

In front of the blood altar, Locke, the leader of the canine faction, was looking at the pool of blood.

"Don't rush, speak slowly. Locke lunged forward, holding the unsteady boy with one hand, dragging the porcelain bowl with the other and placing it back into the distance.

"Archon. The young man's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of shame.

Every year, a new Trialist always brings a large number of items, but almost all of them are weapons and regular daily necessities. Few Trialists would trade that scarce quota for flashy ornaments like porcelain to bring to the Lost Isles.

This glazed ceramic bowl is Locke's favorite. Not only because of the colorful patterns, but also because this porcelain bowl can make him feel the civilization from outside the island, that in addition to naked killing, there are many human worlds worthy of sincerity and warmth.

Four years of killing was enough to bring his sanity to the brink of madness, and the choices of his superiors brought him to the brink of collapse countless times.

A single decision may determine the life and death of dozens or even hundreds of people. For those who have experienced the battlefield, they will never be able to understand the cruelty of war and the pain of the tragic death of their comrades.

"Out of the way, speak slowly. Locke waved his hand, a slight smile on his face, signaling that the boy didn't need to care, "What's wrong?"

If there is one word to describe the big leader of the canine faction, Locke, who is responsible for the lives of more than 1,500 subordinates, it is "long".

Slender ten fingers, slender limbs, slender body. The fair-skinned and narrow face has a wind and frost that does not match his age. In the middle of the long, thin eyebrows, the forehead is forever frowned, and several shallow and long forehead lines are born.

"Gary said that Aaron had stolen nine of his subordinates and brought more than 300 men to Xingshi to ask if it was at the behest of the Great Commander that he wanted to provoke an all-out war between the two factions. When the young man saw Locke's face unchanged when he saw Tarzan collapse in front of him, he immediately calmed down a lot.

Locke was silent, thoughtful.

"They surrounded the temple and said they were going to kill us all within ten minutes without giving an answer. There was some fear in the boy's tone.

According to individual strength, the members of the wolf faction far exceed the dog faction.

However, the number of dog factions is more than twice that of the wolf card, and the absolute superiority of the number of people makes up for the lack of individual strength, which is also the reason why the two factions have been playing for thousands of years, but neither of them can completely eliminate the other.

The problem now is that there are only more than 100 people in the Third Temple, which is the headquarters of the Dog Faction, and if the two sides fight together, the Dog Faction will definitely lose a big defeat.

"Aaron is a human being, I know that it is impossible to sneak up and not upset the balance at the entrance. Locke pondered for a long time, thoughtfully, "Let's go and see what this big-tailed wolf is up to." ”

Locke nodded to both sides, and eight guards followed.

"Grand Commander, just take such a few people?" Seeing that Locke was about to go out with eight guards, the young man suddenly turned red, "The other party has more than three hundred people, if this fights, you will be in danger." ”

Locke smiled faintly, not impressed.

"What are you afraid of, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, and with ten dares from him, Gary does not dare to act rashly. Locke's face did not change, and he still looked like he was smiling and groaning, as if the other party was not coming from more than 300 murderous members of the Wolf Faction, but more than 300 pigs waiting to be killed.

The third temple is built on the back of the water, and in front of the temple is the wilderness of a flat river. If the two sides fought, the wolf faction, which had the advantage in numbers and strength, could only allow a single charge to kill the general, and the members of the dog faction would not even have a place to escape.

Seeing Locke walk out with eight guards, a hint of annoyance slipped in Gary's eyes.

There are more than 300 people on their own side, and 9 people on the other side. Locke didn't take himself seriously at all, and before they clashed, the Wolves had lost three points.

Locke found a clean ashpiece and sat on it, then took out a handful of fruit from his arms and divided it to the left and right, and beckoned them to sit down, looking at each other lazily, his tone was full of casualness, "I said Gary, who are you scaring when you make such a big fight?"

Locke took a bite of the fruit, frowned, and foamed.

"Damn, it's annoying to eat bed bugs when you eat a fruit. "On the ground, there is not a trace of worms in the chewed flesh of the fruit.

Gary had the feeling that Locke, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to have slapped himself in the face.

It's hot and painful.

"Don't be so nervous, let's talk?" Looking at Gary's slowly flushed face, Locke sneered in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Nervous?

Gary was a little mad.

Indeed, if you look at the current situation, you want to be afraid of the other party, and bring more than 300 people to strengthen your courage.

Can't get by?

If they don't go over, wouldn't that make sure they're afraid of the other party? If they passed, then what were these 300 or so people? Help Locke chat with him and stand guard? Wouldn't that become a background wall and screen?

Gary clenched his fists, his face red and white.

Good you Locke, you deceive people too much.

"Do you want to talk, don't talk about it, I'll go back. Locke bit off the fruit in his hand and threw the pit towards Gary.

Puff -

The kernel fell in the formation of more than 300 people, as if thrown into an oversized garbage can.

Seeing that Locke was about to leave after patting his ass, Gary was anxious.

If he left, wouldn't he really have come with more than 300 people to see the scenery.

Don't look at the ruthlessness of his mouth, if he really rushed into the third temple, the more than 1,500 members of the canine faction scattered outside would only be able to occupy his three temples in just a few moments.

For a time, Gary was in a dilemma.