The kobold priest's original target was Shigal, but he ended up killing another kobold, which caused the scene to fall into an eerie silence. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wren's movements were very subtle, only Marat, who had been watching him, knew that the others did not know what was happening, and they all looked at the kobold priest with suspicion, including the kobold leader with a bewildered face.

The silence lasted only a second, and the embarrassed kobold priest snorted angrily, raised his hand and waved his staff, and a red fiery serpent flew out and flew towards Shigger.

This time, everyone's eyes widened at this scene, and just ten centimeters before the eyes of the frightened Shigal, it slammed its tail and slammed it to the side, burning a kobold into ashes in an instant!

Again, no one noticed the change, including Marat. Doubts appeared on his face, and then as if he had thought of something, his face became shocked.

Wren smiled at him and made a silent gesture. This made Maratha's face flush and add to the hope and excitement.

Unlike the half-elves or Terrans of other tribes, Marat was only relocated from the Elven City when he was ten years old. As Wren had guessed, his father was a druid high priest who was powerful even in the megacity with a population of 10 million. Although his mother was only a maid, he was educated by the nobles and thus knew many secrets, such as the power of the high priest.

"He has the strength of a high priest!" said Marat.

The rest of the scene didn't know that Wren had done all of this, and they all glanced around as if they were hell. Even Coleman, who was about to pee at the beginning, glanced around in amazement.

The kobold priest's face was gloomy, and a pair of gloomy eyes wandered over the faces of the hunting party, and finally fell on Wren.

Compared to the others, Wren's performance is indeed weird. McTusen and the others were either panicked or shocked, but Wren's face was calm, and there was a smile that made the kobold priest feel a chill from the heart.

The kobold leader was clearly aware of this, and a slight suspicion appeared on his golden dog's face, and then his face became murderous.

"Terran, are you doing a ghost?" the kobold leader began.

As he spoke, the kobold priest's body suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and he was about to flee in the opposite direction, but suddenly crashed into a huge fireball that suddenly appeared.

The size of a fireball millstone, orange-red, with a scorching heat. The moment it appeared, everyone felt a scorching heat coming at them. The kobold priest who fled with his tail between his legs happened to hit his head on the fireball.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and both the kobolds and the members of the hunting party widened in shock.

But after the black smoke hit the fireball, it suddenly revealed the appearance of a kobold priest. It let out a terrible scream, and the whole person turned into a burning man, howling and rushing towards the waterhole in the distance, but it stopped halfway through, and then crashed to the ground.

Everyone was silent, and their faces became extremely exciting.

At this time, no matter how stupid they are, they all realize that all this has something to do with Wren.

The kobolds were all terrified, and even the leader trembled.

Everyone in the hunting party looked at Wren, some were grateful, some were shocked, some were envious, some were incredulous, but Coleman looked resentful.

"Why didn't you come forward sooner, did you deliberately look at me to make a fool of myself?" Coleman shouted angrily.

In response to him, there was a slap of "snap", and Coleman's body shook and fell directly to the ground. Half of his face was high and swollen, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. Got up from the ground, looked at McTusen resentfully, gritted his teeth fiercely, and nodded: "Good, good!"

McTusen looked at Coleman with a gloomy face.

Shigel sneered: "Coleman, dare to betray your family, you still have the face to say others!"

"That is, if you continue to stay in our tribe, we will be killed by you sooner or later!" said another half-elf angrily.

"If it weren't for Lord Wren, we'd all be dead, and you still resent him!" said another member of the hunting party.

For a time, Coleman became the target of public criticism. His face turned red, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Oh, well, you'll regret it!" his eyes turned completely red.

As he made eye contact with him, Wren raised his eyebrows, and he sensed a familiar aura. After a moment's trance, he quickly came back to his senses, and his expression became interesting.

He felt the aura on Coleman's body, and soon caught the source of the mysterious and lewd aura on his body, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Coleman glanced around the crowd and finally turned his gaze to Wren, who smiled coldly and turned to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind him: "Did I say let you go?"

Everyone was stunned, Coleman turned his head and looked at Wren with a gloomy face: "Do you want to kill me?"

"Why not?" Wren scoffed.

The rock giant shifted his steps, and when he reached behind Coleman, a pair of cold eyes glared at Coleman, and he looked like the other party was about to strike at the slightest move.

McTussen hesitated and said to Wren, "Your Excellency ......"

"Do you want to intercede for him?" Wren looked at him with a cold expression.

McTusen was shocked, and he clearly felt a cold killing intent in Wren. He had no doubt that if he dared to continue talking, not only would the other party not give him face, but even he would suffer. He swallowed quietly, squeezed a smile on his face, and finally didn't dare to speak.

Even Marat, the good old man, sighed and turned his head sideways. Unlike McTuson, he has a more accurate eye for people, and has long understood that letting Coleman leave is likely to cause trouble for the tribe, so he has no intention of interceding for the other party.

Seeing that none of his former friends pleaded with him, Coleman suddenly felt a pang of sadness, and all the nostalgia that he still had in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He fell to his knees suddenly, a strong burst of blood erupted from his body, and a rapid and pious prayer was heard.

This scene happened so abruptly that it was not until the moment the whirlpool in mid-air appeared that the others reacted.

"Vampire Banshee! he's a follower of the Vampire Banshee!" everyone exclaimed.

McTusen changed color, grabbed the big sword in his hand and slashed at Coleman. (To be continued.) )