Hogg's statement silenced the crowd around him.

In particular, Xiao Weiming and Huo Li's eyes were round.

The former thinks that Hogg has grown so fast these days, and that he can come up with something that sounds terrible, while the latter realizes that the skinny gnoll in front of him is not a good person.

Not to mention that it is compared to its kindred, even if it is compared to those "smart" aliens, it is not inferior at all, and its words are very organized, and it even knows how to understand the mind of Master Murphy.

This alone surpasses even some of the unmotivated vampire NPCs.

Is this really what a gnoll can say?

Hogg saw that Lord Murphy's warriors were watching it quietly, and the strange sight of it made it panic.

Although it had learned how to use the Calculation Orb to send out tasks before, this was the first time, and it was quite uneasy under the gaze of so many eyes, and let out one or two strange cries of the Gnoll, and then thought of something very important, so it immediately added:

"Hey, I've heard your preferences from Lady Adele, so I've prepared a good reward for you warriors in advance. Carefully tamed by my clan, the loyal and tamed Toothtooth Coyote has always been an excellent vehicle for Transia.

Although they are not as good as horses on long distances, they are fast, dexterous, and ferocious enough to carry the weight of an adult and gallop quickly, and in some cases help to maintain their vigilance and participate in combat. ”

"Huh? And a vehicle reward for a unique model? ”

Sister Pomegranate's eyes lit up, and she pouted again and said:

"Why didn't you just say it directly! You said you had prepared a reward, and everyone had already started to help you work. Hogg, I'm not talking about you, you'll have to be more direct with us.

Go ahead.

Where do we have to kill? How many more do you have to kill? ”

"Yes, yes, that's the most important thing."

Hearing that there was a unique reward, the atmosphere of the crowd suddenly became relaxed, and the mud truck brother carried his gun and asked, Hogg breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained:

"After I was promoted by Kenpot, I talked to the gnolls chieftains, and marked them with this thing, and they are near the core camp of Kenpot, and you can sense them when you encounter them."

After it finished speaking, with a soft jingling sound, the tasks on the players' calculation orbs were refreshed again, this time directly giving a list:

【Hidden Story Quest · 'The Birth of a Clan' has been updated! Wanted mode is on, and you can continue to hunt down the target gnolls it marks for the Bloodclaw Clan Chieftain Hogg Biting.

The wanted list is as follows:

Flesh-ripping clan chieftain elder bloody finger, tail-snatching clan chief bad fang, wolf tooth clan chief bald.

Reward: Special Vehicle: Bloodclaw Clan Fight Coyote

Prompt!

Before the end of the Dungeon of Battle of the Under Armour Hills, the mission is considered complete if the wanted list is completed more than 90%!

Prompt!

After completing this mission, activate the reputation of the special friendly faction 'Bloodclaw Clan'.

Prompt!

This task is a team task and the maximum number of people who can share is 140. 】

"Hurry, hurry! Share share, share! ”

All the risk half hung up and shouted to the others:

"Brother Bang and Brother Woo Meow's team is cleaning up in the direction of the big tent of the gnoll camp, their goal is to kill the gnoll warlord, not necessarily all the monsters, if we miss one or two of our missions, it will be over."

"We'll go too!"

The Chosen Grey Man was a little impatient, and he shouted:

"We're all on the battlefield, we can't leave this kind of thing to Brother Bang and them to do, and we are now carrying an 'administrative reprimand' on our backs.

Lord Murphy and Archon Miriam were unhappy with our previous behavior of going alone, and now is the time to make amends, or we will be sent to the Frontier. Although we are administrative players, we also need to be meritorious! ”

"That's right, we've got to fight tonight."

He stroked the Soul Snatcher Scythe that he had bought at a high price in his hand, and glanced at his entire row of "entry-level" psionic skills.

He's different from other administrative players.,He's going to brush up the administrative and combat professions together.,If you want to quickly improve your skill proficiency, you have to participate in the battle.,And the core of the skill system of the trickster apprentice lies in a "resentful charm" thing.,This thing that sounds very evil to make needs to kill the life with your own hands and then extract their dying consciousness.,This process can't be faked to others.,It must be done by Lao Huo himself.。

There is no way to trick the second rich brother Lao Huo to spend the money.

"Doing so will do us a great favor to the Transylasia we have sworn to protect! There is no reason to avoid the fight! My sword and my shield represent my courage. Ladies and gentlemen, let's run to the battlefield! ”

The Honorary Knight Tepal shouted, turned around and took two of his guards to take a step forward and pounced on the battle area behind.

The others followed, and the girls also followed with a smile, and Xiao Weiming and Hogg waved goodbye and flapped their wings and flew into the astral mist behind them with Sister Pomegranate.

This scene made the skinny gnoll heart sigh with emotion, and he said that Lord Murphy's warriors were really a group of strange guys.

What it didn't make clear to these guys was that since the targets were all chiefs, there must be powerful guards beside them.

It's obviously a difficult task to accomplish, but these guys don't seem to care about the danger at all, and it's really touching that just a few coyotes can drive them to danger and death.

"What a brave and terrible fellow! If my clan can get their full support, it won't be a problem to take down the Smuggler's Woodland in a short period of time! ”

Hogg's green eyes were full of anticipation, and its short tail flicked up.

However, there was still one player who did not leave, and after everyone else had left, Frostfang's claws quietly appeared, and he looked the skinny gnolla in front of him up and down in his nightcoat, then took out a rolled-up scroll from his psionic bag and handed it to it, and made a unique gesture to the gnoll codenamed "Pangolin".

Meaning "We're staring at you", he stepped back, letting the shadows clash and make him disappear before Hogg's eyes.

This is clearly some kind of threat from the shadows of the Crimson Keep.

But Hogg didn't care.

It is a member of the Blood Rat Gang itself, and it also shoulders important responsibilities in the intelligence system under the command of Master Murphy, and the vampire is already firmly on its midnight thigh, so it is naturally not worried that it will die with a whimper.

The gnoll took the scroll in his hand and unfolded it.

Inside was an edict.

It was Lord Murphy, in the name of the Governor of Transencia and the Earl of Cadman, who had designated the entire Smuggler's Woodlands as Bloodpaw Clan territory and placed under the management of the Dark Baroness Lady Adele.

Of course, this edict was only for Hogg himself.

The scroll makes it clear that once Hogg dies, the forest will be recycled into the Dark Barony.

Underneath the scroll was the personal seal of the Governor, the Earl, and Lord Murphy, indicating that as long as Lord Murphy remained the master of Transancia, Hogg would not have to worry about the displacement of himself and his clan.

Of course, it's one thing to give it a claim to the Smuggler's Woodland, and it's another thing whether the Bloodclaw Clan can take that woodland on their own.

In the current situation in Translasia, it is a great favor for the gnolls not to come and destroy them, and it is true nonsense that they want the help of humans and vampires.

Hogg didn't expect direct support from the Crimson Keep, though, and would only feel uneasy if the vampires did install a few Overseers in his clan, as it had seen in the collaboration between Kenpot and Corrando.

Hogg hid the scroll and rode his Toothless Coyote back to the outskirts of the camp, which was already in chaos.

Although it was not directly bombarded by the astral tear and was not hit by the dimensional meteorite, as the filthy astral spiritual energy swept over, the entire outside of the camp had become a mess.

With so many gnolls in an area already fragile, and now that the vampires are carrying out a rather terrifying raid, with the fate of King Kempot and his guards unable to intervene, don't expect the gnolls on the periphery to loyally rush into the area shrouded in astral fog to support the leader.

The despair tokens that burst out of the diffuse shadows alone were enough for these uninformed gnolls to drink.

It's really a mess here!

There were even a lot of gnolls who started to grab things in the chaos and caused a chaotic brawl, making it almost like an uneasy herd of beasts to resist.

"Come out! It's all out! ”

Hogg rode on the coyote and yelled at the members of its Bloodclaw Clan out of hiding, having previously ordered them not to leave their camp tonight, no matter what happened.

Hogg's orders were carried out well, and the core of the Bloodclaw Clan's handpicked crew suffered no casualties, much to Hogg's satisfaction.

"Kenpott is dead!"

The skinny gnoll shouted on his own coyote:

"I've seen it slaughtered by the leader of the vampires, just like a wild boar, and it's hopeless! We've got to get out of here before the vampires get in.

Maltai!

You take the brute soldiers to the warehouses I marked earlier, and grab all the food and weapons and armor inside.

Van Gore!

You take the Mystic to find those you think are smart, invite them to join Bloodpaw and escape with us, this time focusing on recruiting Beast Trainers, our coyotes and bloody hyenas are valuable in the eyes of others.

Nash!

Where's Nash? ”

"Chief, isn't Nash dead?"

The leader of the gnoll barbarians, Maltai Weak, shouted:

"When someone saw the sky tearing apart before, the shameful Nash was blown apart by the purple light, and the light burst out from it, and some people said that Nash had turned into light"

"Idiot! I'm not talking about that Nash! It's the new Nash. ”

Hogg cursed.

It soon found the little man in the crowd who had been "named" Nash, who sneakily hid in the crowd and looked around, and was shouted a few more times by Hogg before he hurried out and was slapped by the chief.

"Can't you even remember your name? Next time, I'll send you to the vampire's gladiatorial arena! ”

Hogg scolded:

"Now, take the men I assigned to you to escort the females and cubs of our clan first, do you know where the smuggler woodland is? It's our territory from now on, take them there! ”

"Yes, Chief, but I've found some good places."

The ghostly Nash whispered:

"I've seen several other clan chiefs digging pits outside the camp to bury their treasures, and some of the Kempot's brutes looking for a place to bury them. I know where those things are! Maybe we could.

They won't be needed anyway, and if they're buried there, it's a waste and I don't know which human farmer will be cheaper. ”

"Huh?"

The offer caused Hogg to blink, and he let out a merry laugh on the coyote, saying:

"Excellent! Very well, that's what I want to see a real Nash look like, you've learned to use the wisdom you've been bestowed by the Lord of the Hunt, now take your men and dig it! Dig up all those treasures.

We need them to pay for the future of the Warriors.

Are you still stunned for something?

Do things quickly!

Remember, when you go to find someone, I only want the smartest gnolls to join us! ”

"The stupidest of them is, Hogg."

The Gnoll who was called by name was an old and cunning mysticist.

It had already been waiting to die after breaking its leg in a previous brawl, and it was Hogg who brought it back to the clan, so the guy named "Van Gore" was loyal to Hogg.

It leaned on a bone staff and proposed:

"We can't just have the smartest, smartest gnolls not to fight! We're going to have to get the stupidest and the most brainless ones, they're going to be very good brutes. ”

"That's right! You're right, but our clan can't be more than 500 people! ”

Hogg reminded:

"The Smuggler's Woodland can't hold so many gnolls, and I don't want to deal with the mad humans and vampires of Translancia anymore over food.

You're in charge!

We want the smartest gnolls to be the brains of Bloodpaw, the stupidest ones to be our paws, and the smarter females will give birth to smarter cubs, the more of them, the better, and nothing else! ”

Under its command, the entire Bloodclaw Clan sprang into action.

This is almost the only clan in the currently chaotic outer area with a clear goal, so while small in number, it makes them seem out of place against the chaotic backdrop of the other gnolls.

As for Hogg himself

It rode its own coyote and kept running back and forth on the border of the astral shadows, like a sentry and a watch.

Hogg was clearly waiting for something.

Soon, it saw a heavily armored but badly wounded Kempot guard being dragged out of the astral shadow zone by a coyote.

Hogg immediately caught up.

"My lord? Are you okay, my lord? ”

It jumped off the coyote and ran to pick up the weak guard, who spat blood and cried out weakly:

"Bring someone to help! King Kenpot needs support! Vampires and their blood servants. Damn it! The king is trapped, you! I know you, Hogg! Damn crippled bitch, bring someone to support it. ”

"Of course I will, sir."

Hogg whispered:

"You should rest now, and I'll get the news out of King Kenpot's tragic death, as you wish."

"Huh?"

The guard's eyes widened at the answer, but before it could swing its flail, a vicious claw knife slashed through the gap in the armor and cut its throat entirely around its thick neck.

The vicious attack made the guard scream, but Hogg grabbed a bone knife and stuck it in the eye, and it twitched at Hogg's feet and stared at the slut, and finally could only swallow its last breath miserably.

Hogg stared at it as well.

There was no emotionless fluctuation in his green eyes.

There is no fear or burden in the past, it is like doing a trivial thing.

"King Kenpot is dead! It was killed by the vampire Murphy! Run! Those terrible vampires are going to kill us all! ”

A few minutes later, Hogg, who had changed into guard armor, rode a coyote and roared across the chaotic outskirts of the camp.

Its high-pitched and frightened voice, combined with its instantly recognizable warlord guard armor, sent the terrible news like a gust of wind through the already chaotic camp.

It's like opening the floodgates and releasing water!

Immediately, under Hogg's satisfied gaze, a large number of gnolls turned and ran away with what they had stolen.

That's right!

This is what the jackal should look like in its memory, fierce and powerful, but in fact it will run away when it is in trouble, and there is no loyalty at all.

I don't know how the legendary "King of Biting Bone" organized a legion of gnolls that could sweep the continent?

Alas, it's a pity that the gnolls don't have their own history books, and they have to learn everything about the biting king from human accounts.

It likes to read that kind of story.

It also had to learn the story's introduction to the Lord of the Biting Bone, and not just because the stern Lord Murphy would put it to the test. What's more, if he is given such a noble status as "the grandson of the king of biting bones", it means that tonight is just the beginning for him.

Can you become the heir to the legendary Gnoll yourself?

It used to be nervous when it thought about it, but now, why not?

(End of chapter)