Murphy's assassination was a major event, and it would undoubtedly have had a direct impact on the course of the war, and the assassination of a rising vampire leader on his own turf was an unacceptable humiliation for Lord Heather.

Although the other party is clever, and the way that relies on the astral rift to quickly go back and forth is difficult to track and perceive, this is not a reason for Lord Heather to exonerate himself.

She is a dwarf and vampire who has lived for hundreds of years.

She has seen many bizarre things that ordinary people can't imagine, and she is also very good at piecing together the conclusions she needs from some clues.

Although there is no evidence at the moment, Lord Heather quickly linked the two events of Murphy's assassination and the silence of the gods, and then came to a somewhat frightening conclusion, the mastermind behind all this is definitely related to the black plague advanced by the jackals, and the other party summed up the experience after encountering a setback, and abolished the two advantages of his position as soon as he made a move.

So.

"The general offensive is coming!

If I were the Mother of Claw, I would never give up this good opportunity right now. The Gentiles of Transencia only listened to Murphy's orders, and now that the governor of Transencia was wounded and unable to play, there could be a problem with the Warriors' scheduling.

And the silence of the gods means that I will not be helped by the higher powers at the most critical moment!

Damn, this is the beginning of a malevolent plan, and this is only the first step, but I still can't think of what those bastards are going to do to destroy my Black Flame Pass? ”

Lord Heather is a dwarf.

Dwarves are notoriously not very good at thinking.

She thought about it over and over again, and didn't come to any valid conclusions other than to make her thoughts more confusing, but it was at this point that Adele visited her as the head of the Translencian spy.

"What did you say?"

Lord Heather, who never took off his helmet, looked at the nasty intelligence officer in front of him in astonishment, and said:

"Do you suspect that there are mines in my position that the gnolls planted in advance? How is this possible! This position was built by the Knights of the Blood Pact themselves after the Fourth Black Plague. Lord Pa Ying has seen it here several times, and there can't be a problem that we haven't discovered. ”

"I trust your expertise, but Master Murphy thinks it's necessary to get rid of all the unrest before the Gnoll Attack arrives."

Adele said in a deep voice:

"The series of events of the past few days has signaled that unrest is building and we cannot afford to sit idly by, so I have asked you to see a map of the Black Flame Pass position, which the Silver Dwarves have helped you build.

They must have a full set of drawings and I need to take it and give it to our master builder to discern carefully. ”

"You're asking for something I can't possibly give you."

Lord Heather shook his head and said:

"If you have mastered that structural diagram, you can analyze the weaknesses of the Black Flame Pass, if your master builder is not strict in his mouth, it is easy to have an accident, I trust Murphy and the Blood Vulture Clan very much, but this trust has not reached the point where I can entrust my life to you."

"Then let our master builders watch from you!"

Adele retreated and said:

"This is the request of Murphy the host! You have to cooperate with us, you know, the master has never felt that the Black Flame Pass is the perfect position, not to mention that this time it is dusk standing behind the jackals, you must know the name.

If even Lord Pa Ying is afraid of them, then you shouldn't boast about Haikou, and pretend that everything is okay when there is already a problem. ”

Lord Heather was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said:

"Let your master builders come, I will give them the drawings, but they can only be seen in my command post, and they cannot be taken away or copied. The Silver Dwarves have always taken things like building very seriously, and leaking their drawings at will have very bad consequences. ”

"You don't have to worry about this, Translia also has a Silver Dwarf Architect. Ilyich um Warheart, have you heard of it? ”

Adele asked, and Lord Heather was surprised when he heard the name:

"Isn't that the last head of the temple of the Silver Dwarf Gaia? It is said that he is still the reserve Chosen One of Mother Earth Goddess, and you Transansians have such a big face? Can this kind of character be invited to you? ”

"Uh, that master's origins are so big?"

Adele raised an eyebrow and recorded the information in her heart.

She said:

"He never explained his special identity to us, he just behaved like an ordinary silver architect."

"It's normal, because Master Ilyich has made mistakes."

Heather explained to Adele some of the secrets of the dwarves, and she whispered:

"Master Ilyich had helped the Songhai people build the bridge to the Kastillan Peninsula, which was the most proud work of his life, but the radical faction of the Songhai people used the bridge to launch an attack on the elven kingdom.

In order to prevent the war from escalating and spreading, Master Ilyich personally blew up his most proud building, thus interrupting the last possibility that Songhai Songhai once wanted to integrate into the mainland.

That incident had a big impact on him, and since then, he has stepped down as the head of the Gaia Temple, and has traveled around the city instead of stopping at Silver Castle, and it is said that he has become a hopeless drunkard for hundreds of years, but this is not something difficult for the dwarves to accept.

It's a pity, it's an old dwarf who has been heartbroken by war.

If you can bring him here, then you can look at the blueprints of the Black Flame Pass at will, and he has a great reputation in the dwarven society, which is his due privilege.

Need I send some men to help you scout on my positions? ”

"This doesn't have to be."

Adele stood up and said bluntly to Lord Heather:

"Out of instinct as an intelligence officer, I don't trust your people, Your Excellency.

Especially the brass dwarves, I already know their true situation, and with all due respect, those who don't want to fight at all and just want to get rich may be the weakest link in the Black Flame Pass's defense system.

Especially if Mother Earth has already given a will, you should be prepared for it in advance. ”

With that, Adele made a vampire ritual and turned away, leaving Lord Heather alone in her office to fall into deep thought again.

She had already begun to rectify her artillerymen, and in fact, Lord Heather had solemnly asked the Brass Fortress to send another colonel to replace Colonel Cadell, who had completely lost his warrior bones.

However, since the road from the Blackflame Pass to the Brass Fortress had been cut off by the Gnolls, the letter was delivered and the Brass Fortress was replied much slower than before.

"I should probably be prepared, too."

Lord Heather tapped her full-coverage helmet with a headache, she opened the drawer, pulled out a very strange rune candle from it, hesitated a few times, and put it into her personal psionic bag.

She's a vampire and dwarf with secrets.

She really didn't want to unlock her secret in some situation, and while that meant she could solve almost any problem on her own, it also meant a rather terrible catastrophe-

"The assassination of Murphy is over, and your actions are really fast, so I have to sigh from the bottom of my heart about the efficiency of your actions."

Potana, the master mother of the Splittal Clan, was still in her luxurious war chariot, holding the pearl bracelet in her hand, and said to the "source" on the other side with emotion:

"My priests have told me that the gods are no longer interested in the Black Flame Pass, and that we have been able to begin to trap them by disturbing the psychic energy in the vicinity under the auspices of Lord Manson. Finally, everything I need is in place, and it's time for the fools of the Black Flame Pass to see the real Black Plague.

Why are you so silent today? Excellency.

Didn't you always mock my pathetic ambition in a different way? ”

"I just don't want to talk."

Yuan's voice rang out from the other end, still cold, but revealing a lack of breath, which was immediately caught by Chief Potana, who let out a disgusting laugh from the cunning gnoll, and said:

"Yo, you're hurt, again. You're really not in a good year, and before you recovered from your last injury, you were beaten up again. Let me guess, this time it's Murphy's hand again? ”

"Shut up."

Yuan, who was "poked" by Lord Pa Ying with the holy spear of eternal silence, will really not be in the mood to play with the gnolls, and this time her losses are much more tragic than the previous lesson taught by Tris.

Not only was the café he ran bombed by Xiao Sharon, but he couldn't even keep his favorite set of "stand-ins".

Lord Pa Ying is really ruthless!

If it weren't for the broken wrist of the strong man at the critical moment, the terrifying power of eternal silence would have directly harmed her body along her connection with the stand-in.

That's "eternal silence"!

Eternal silence is already terrifying when it comes to fighting foreign enemies, and the undefeated legend of Lord Pa Ying is also thunderous among the gnolls. However, the Holy Spear was created not to harm foreigners, but to punish "unruly" vampires!

It was a holy object for a special attack on vampires.

Not to mention the source, even the other Grand Dukes of the Blood Clan have to break their muscles and bones under the edge of Eternal Silence, which is why when Lord Pa Ying visited Old Edward with the Holy Spear of Eternal Silence, the latter would be so cowardly.

But the gnoll's sarcasm came just right.

Let Yuan Du can't help but think about it, is he really bad for the year?

In the past hundred years, he has been fine, but in less than a few months, he has not only been injured twice, but his arrangements in Transncia have almost been destroyed, and even the path to the gods that he left for the perfect Mother Triss is in danger of overturning.

Calculate the time, when I started to be unlucky, it was the time when Murphy's bastard rose, so my bad luck must be inseparable from Murphy!

Bastard!

Snatching his position next to Triss aside, that dog thing dared to pretend to be Trissy's companion.

Thankfully, she knows Tris, she's not the kind of vampire who doesn't have a casual style.

The purity she has maintained for more than 400 years must be guarded by herself, until she completes the last regret of the Scarlet Witch, until she personally helps Master Tris to the throne!

"Get your clan on the offensive now, Portana."

Yuan Shen Sheng said:

"The external conditions are all in place, now it is only necessary to advance further, so that the war and death can gather enough resentful power, and at the right time, I will help you induce the revenants waiting to be revived under the Black Flame Pass.

Once we perform that ritual, let alone the Black Flame Pass, the whole of Transencia will be turned upside down in an instant.

The Black Plague you will lead in Translasia, and it will be a great plunder that will be more glorious than the victory of the Lord of the Biting Bone, and you will spread panic and disaster, and the whole world will enter a real reincarnation under the burning fire of war.

The world is waiting to fulfill its original mission! This ugly wrong era must be corrected! ”

"Of course, I'll do as you ask."

Potana lowered her eyebrows in response, discussed the specific plan with Gen again, and cut off contact, but the moment the pearl bracelet was dropped, the Splitter Mother sneered a few times.

These twilight believers are really not in their right minds, and even guys like Gen are convinced of the necessity of the destruction of the world.

But who wants to rule over a garbage heap with nothing but ruins?

The Jackals want a glorious victory and a kingdom of their own on fertile soil, and the reason for their repeated wars is the struggle for the right to live.

But now, Dusk is asking them to fulfill their mission of destroying the world.

Bah!

Bullshit mission!

This continent belongs to the Gnolls!

Once they have taken over the best of lands, the gnolls will take the place of the weak and miserable humans and the sub-races to build and defend the continent.

That's right.

Dusk is the enemy!

It is not only the enemy of all creatures of order, but also the enemy of the gnolls!

This is something that even the brutal and arrogant Gelman Bitbone can understand and sincerely agree with.

Dusk.

Don't think that we gnolls can use you now, and you can kick your nose in the face. It's just a tool, it's just a night pot, and when it runs out, it's going to be kicked open!

"Hangson! Come to me. ”

The Claw Mastermother called out to her most powerful and powerful Claw Overseer, who quickly walked in front of the Mistress with the Wolf Blood Sword on her back.

The Golden Gnoll Fighter, who had been strengthened to the limit with voodoo mysticism, had already put on his helmet and tied the battle banner of the Splitting Claw Clan behind him, as if he was ready to lead an army to attack the Black Flame Pass.

"Well, yes, it seems that you are in high spirits."

The mistress looked at the most proud work she regarded as her son, but Hurgeson could not respond, for his vocal cords had lost their function in many voodoo reinforcements, and now he could only let out a wild war cry.

"Prepare the warriors, and let Lord Manson of the Bloodscar Clan immediately begin summoning the power of the Lord of the Hunt to disrupt the psionic energy, and then you will personally lead the army to rush through.

But remember!

You can only rush to the seventh layer of defense, and you can't go any further."

"Huh?"

Hygson made a confused nasal voice, but Potana did not explain, but said in an accentuated tone:

"Don't ask, I have my own plan! You'll soon see with your own eyes the glorious Black Plague that I have set off, no, I should call it a 'natural disaster'! I will use the facts to prove that the Cleaved Clan is the most powerful Gnoll Clan.

I will also proclaim with an indisputable victory that the era of claw splitting is coming, what a bullshit hunting master!

An evil god who has not yet been born deserves to be worshipped?

No!

We gnolls don't need all those god-babbling stuff to rule the world!

This is the truth I have learned from the few words left behind by the great and noble King of the Biting Bone.

Xu Gesen, we gnolls are supposed to be nobler than the other races on this continent, and we deserve the respect of the whole world! ”

Potana laughed and said:

"It is enough to comfort my soul to see that scene before I die of old age, and you, my child, my proudest work, you will be crowned king at last! You will be the second Lord of the Bite Bone, and you will do what even Lord Philae has not been able to do.

Go ahead.

Start your journey. ”

Grand Overseer Hurgeson nodded, and turned away silently.

Potana stared at its back, her eyes full of gentleness that she had never been able to give to her daughters.

She never revealed Shügesen's origins to anyone, but Gelman Biterner, who foolishly claimed to be the orthodox descendant of the Biting King, would never have imagined that there was a second Bite Son besides him.

Portana accidentally picked up the child when she was young,

She used various methods to confirm that the orphan was the purest bloodline left by the Lord of the Biting Bone, and she was ecstatic, naming it "Shügeson" and constantly strengthening it with voodoo wisdom.

Yes.

Hugeson can be seen as her and the "child" of the King of Biting Bone, a work of pride that she is truly proud of.

That's the true destined king of the gnolls!

Alas, of all the gnolls still alive now, which one is not a loyal fan of the King of Biting Bone?

Having a child for an idol sounds outrageous, but for avid female fans, isn't it the best way for them to pay tribute to their idols?

——

"Ahh

Hogg, who was on the way, suddenly sneezed, causing the tearer next to him to look at it in surprise.

The wolf waved his paws, indicating that it was nothing.

But just now, he felt the Lord of Biting Bone's consciousness suddenly tremble, and he didn't know if Lord Philip was having a nightmare.

"Ahead is the territory of the Black-Eyed Clan, Virtuous Wolf."

Tearing the flesh said to it:

"Are you ready?"

"Let's go, the Black Plague is already on the way, so whether we are prepared or not, we can't retreat."

(End of chapter)