The number of Creator Guards who followed Murphy from the R-9 base to the ruins of the Wanderer Headquarters was about three hundred, and they were commanded by the Virtuous Wolf, the elite of the Blue Wolf Army, and the first devout to accept the faith of the Creator.

It is worth mentioning that among them are several former hunting priests from the Broken Tooth clan.

These guys are supposed to be the representatives of the Lord of the Hunt in the human world, but their conversion speed is no slower than that of ordinary brute soldiers, which fully proves the awesomeness of the Creator's black technology, which directly acts on the genetic level of obedience hints to make the so-called beliefs become things that can be changed at will.

Of course, there are two main reasons why this thing works so well.

First, the gnolls themselves are created creatures, and the obedience to the program written into the genetic level is like a mental steel seal passed down from generation to generation.

Second, after all, the lord of the hunt has not yet awakened, and it is more difficult to bestow divine power than other gods, so it can be said that most of the hunting priests bring their own dry food to work.

In this case, when a stronger and more "orthodox" Creator belief is attacked, it is not possible to resist that.

These three hundred Blue Wolf Army Creation Guards each had a shadow wolf combat exoskeleton, coming and going like the wind and quietly, and when the partial division of the Biting Bone Clan approached the foot of the Wanderer Headquarters Ruins, Hogg had already led people to ambush halfway up the mountain.

As a Faith Guide, operational command was not Hogg's forte, so the commander of the attack was Senk Sr.

Since the one hundred and thirty-year-old long-lived jackal man found the "organization", his waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer painful, and he can cut off a dozen heads in one go.

It has been done for longevity enhancement.

According to the entry description of the biological cabin of the Gnoll Civilization Museum, Old Senke can live to about 180 years old without illness and disaster, which is not worth mentioning compared to the real immortal species, but for the Gnoll, this is already an unimaginable scale of life.

After living for a long time, it naturally has advantages that distinguish it from other gnolls, such as this old guy's attainments at the tactical and strategic level are not like words, it not only commands three hundred blue wolf army guards like a fish in water, and even incorporates more than a hundred players into its own command system.

The old guy had a vicious look in his eyes, and after a short period of contact, he understood the correct usage of the player's group of "undead heroes".

So when the Bone Biting Clan sent several scouts up the hill to check on the situation, the unlucky ones plunged headlong into several ambush positions set up by the players.

"Pomegranate! Flank cover me! ”

Seeing a group of ten gnoll cavalry walking into the ambush circle, Orchid, who had been preparing for a long time, shouted, pulled down his own battle helmet to cover his face, and carried a chainsaw sword from his hiding place like a black shadow.

The cool exoskeleton of the Hunting Crown has been painted in red and blue, which is a very conspicuous display of Orchid's identity as the number one powerhouse of the player group so far.

Backed by a whopping 35 Strength stat, the heavy chainsaw sword was swung with one hand by Orchid, who smashed into the gnolls as a hero, creating a blood-spattered slash with a knife in her hand.

The ghostly Sister Pomegranate entered the battlefield almost at the same time.

Compared with the domineering attack of the orchid, Sister Pomegranate's fighting style is more flexible, with the blessing of the thorn assassin tactics, this shadow warrior monk started with two spiritual slashes to hit a lethal effect, and the two jackal hunters fell off the wolf without saying a word.

The improvement of the strength of the Silver Rank is the basis for this exaggerated victory, and the long-term battle with the Jackals has made Sister Pomegranate familiar with the physiology of this barbarian, coupled with the deadly precision that the warrior monks are proud of and the blessing of the power of the powerful ancestors, killing the Black Iron Elite in seconds is no longer something that can only be done in a dream.

Except for the little potato reeds and her mother, all the members of the Silver Moon Regiment were here, and the Water Lady in the white knight's armor got up and shot an arrow to cover the pomegranate and escape into the shadows, while her "exclusive mount" Huo Zige jumped out of the hiding place and turned into a black-horned reindeer, and with her head down, she crashed into the chaotic gnolls.

Hey, the high-speed impact + war trampling of the cloven-hoofed order is very difficult to resist even for a gnoll of this size.

However, Brother Huozi entered the game relatively late, and he has only now obtained the power of two ancestors, but his career plan has always been very clear, and he has already formulated his own upgrade strategy, and the second natural incarnation should be chosen as a horned eagle that can fly.

The third one, naturally, you have to choose a white tiger that can be sneak attack or attack.

Although my wife doesn't say it, Mrs. Water actually enjoys playing the role of the high priest of a certain month.

When he can turn into a white tiger, his wife can proudly call herself a "tiger girl".

Well, the sour love of middle-aged people unfolds in a wonderful way in another world, making a group of single dogs cry and faint in the toilet every time they see them.

The end of this ambush battle was as swift as its beginning, and under the blows of elites like the Silvermoon Regiment, the scouts of the Biting Bone Clan were wiped out without even three minutes of elite blows, and poor Lumina couldn't even grab a single head.

In fact, at the end of the battle, her first folk tune, "The Trancian in Battle," had not yet been played.

"Battle report, the Silver Moon Regiment has completed the ambush! None of the enemy fled. ”

As soon as the battle ended, Mrs. Shui sent a message to Brother Bang, and the other squads also made the same report, so that Brother Bang, who was still halfway up the mountain, instantly grasped the development of the situation.

Although they are still a bit far behind the real elite chasseurs, the war quality they show at the moment has made the commander-in-chief Old Senke once again realize the extraordinaryness of the "Creator Camp".

"Our scouts have completed their reconnaissance while the ambush is underway, and this is the information sent back by Yansang."

A few minutes later, Brother Bang came to Old Senk with a piece of information, and he said to the gnoll man in front of him, who was loyal to the King of Biting Bone:

"The number of biting divisions under the mountain is about 2,000, and there are about five hundred Whiptail Clan servants on their flanks, which is not beyond the limit of what we can deal with in terms of numbers alone, but the problem is that on the battlefield farther away, the armies of the Biting Bone Clan and the Whiptail Clan are advancing rapidly.

If the fighting on our side does not end soon, the enemy will soon be supported.

The Whiptail Clan has the largest number of bipedal wyverns, and they have the only systematic air force in the Gnoll faction, which means that distance is meaningless in front of the Whiptail Clan, and once they start performing airborne tactics, then the Creator Ruins are likely to be exposed. ”

"Airborne? You're thinking too highly of Singh's fighters. ”

Old Senk was not suspicious of the intelligence of the Translancians, but he scoffed at the speculation of the Sticks, saying:

"The only air knight in the gnoll civilization who dares to jump from behind the bipedal wyvern and enter the battlefield from the air can only appear under the command of my king, not that I look down on my compatriots a hundred years later, but the fact is that this army in front of me is not a star and a half worse than my king's army in terms of morale and tactics.

Don't worry about mass airborne!

What we need to do is to defeat this group of gnolls who have fallen into the poison of the false gods head-on, and if they survive, I will allow them to join Lord Philae again. ”

"Frontal defeat? The number of the two sides is 1:6! ”

Brother Bang shook his head and said:

"I don't agree with this tactic!"

"But I'm the commander! Human, you must obey my orders! ”

Old Senk said coldly:

"You don't need to participate in a frontal battle, Lord Wolf and the invincible armor he inherited from my king will be the pioneer, and you only need to attack on the flanks to disrupt them, and the rest will be carried out by the Blue Wolf Army.

Where are my Overseers? ”

The old gnoll didn't give Brother Bang a chance to refute at all, and turned his head and shouted.

The Gnoll players, who had been impatient for a long time, suddenly stood up with a roar, and the more than forty "Golden Lion" Overseers, led by the Wild Wolf under the Moon, wore crisp black security armors, and although they couldn't wear exoskeletons, each of them had a security weapon rewarded by Lord Virtuous Wolf.

It's tech enough to keep them at T1 level in the current player weapon system.

"You are the vanguard of the enemy!"

Senk shouted:

"You'll be following the wolf to open the ramp for the Creator Guards, I know it's not easy, but I love your earlier war cry.

In this battle, win or die! ”

"Wow, win or die!"

The wild gnolls shouted and screamed.

They are all civilized people in their homeland, but after descending to the other world as jackals, it seems that the wolf in their hearts has also been released in this uneasy era, and they like the feeling of savage battles for the sake of order, as if they have torn off the camouflage of civilized people and hunted in their own forests.

Just this kind of wild freedom that can't be found in the legal world of the homeland is enough to make Gnoll players feel satisfied.

As soon as Old Senk gave the order, the jackals under his command immediately took action, and they rode wolves down the snowy mountains, trying to seize the advantageous terrain and give them a thunderous blow when the opponent marched, and Hogg, the virtuous wolf who was the vanguard general, was "praying".

The same old rhetoric is used, except that the name of the Lord of the Hunt has been replaced with the Creator.

Hogg also knew that this was not good, but this kind of thing was also the first time in his life that he could kill the two thousand biting warriors under the mountain alone, even if he was wearing invincible steel armor, but this could not stop the ups and downs in the heart of the virtuous wolf.

It had become accustomed to life as a small gnoll, and it never seemed to be an option to confront it head-on, but fate had pushed it here.

Looking back at this turbulent moment, Hogg realized that he had no way to retreat.

Whether it's the battle in front of you, or the various problems you have to face in front of you.

"Lord Virtuous Wolf, the vampires are here too!"

Just as Hogg was trying to say something morale-boosting, Popok beside him reached out and tapped the wolf's cool power armor and pointed to the sky behind him.

Hogg immediately turned around, and then it saw that the Grand Guard of the Blood Vulture Clan was falling towards its position in the twilight light, and these flying vampires were each carrying two flightless vampires, those were members of the Thorn Clan and the Blood Tread Clan,

When Bonnie landed with André in her left hand and Pablo in her right, the wolf looked left and right and couldn't see Master Murphy.

"Don't look for it, Murphy said he needs a little time to 'change his clothes.'"

The pirate captain vampire reloaded his beloved shotgun with a sour tone:

"That guy has made up his mind to have a 'hero debut' today."

"But Murphy also asked me to bring you a message, Mr. Hogg."

Andre drew his Grey Claw Sword and said to the Virtuous Wolf in a gentle tone:

He tells you not to worry, the battle will be won today, and Murphy says that instead of focusing on the direction of the war, you should spend more time thinking about how to convince Chief Whiptail after nightfall.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that we were short of time and had a heavy task, we couldn't stay here for a long time, otherwise hunting Gelman Biting Bone would also be an option. ”

"Is that so?"

The virtuous wolf suddenly had a bottom in his heart, it seemed that Master Murphy's advice carried the prophecy of victory, and after it calmed down, it suddenly found that the equipment on the vampires in front of it had also changed.

The Grand Duke Guards of the Vulture Clan still wore their original armor, but the vampire elites of the other two clans wore exoskeletons with strange styles, and Barbro and André were dressed in the same way, and in addition to the weapons that the vampires liked, they also had some "new weapons" such as hot swords and hot guns.

How clever Hogg is.

It immediately understood that Master Murphy must have found the Creator's legacy in the ruins.

It's Murphy-sama!

Every action must have a clear goal and a terrifying reward, and with such a lord, why not prosper in the future of the Creator Gnolls?

At this moment, the shadow that shrouded Hogg's heart quietly dispersed.

What were you doing?

Why think about those stupid questions?

Future?

What's so hard about the future?

As long as you follow Master Murphy all the way, you and your people will always be able to reach the land of abundant water and grass that will inevitably appear! That's right, I don't have the power to see through fate, but I can follow the great.

Thinking of this, Hogg suddenly "welled up of thoughts", he turned around and activated the megaphone component of the Virtuous Wolf's armament, and shouted to the Creation Guards beside him:

"The Creator's Eternal Chosen will join us on the battlefield! Guardians of Creation, we will march to victory with the Lord of our Destiny!

Rejoice, for our undoubted victory!

Silence, for the doomed defeat of the enemy!

Raise the banner of the Creator!

With today's battle, announce to the whole world that in a thousand years, the warriors of the Creator have returned! We will rewrite the legend of our ancestors!

We will step into the legend and become eternal! ”

"Whew!"

Hogg responded to a flurry of war cries, and the Creator's banners, embellished with the bones of the Thunder Lizard, were propped up, and beneath the fluttering ancient banners, the newborn Creator Guardians strode forward with their blades in hand.

Even if there are six times as many enemies in front of them, they are still fearless, and they will not retreat.

The frenzy even infected the players, and a group of Varm brothers, led by the Giant Shark, joined the advancing army with a jumbled slogan.

"Good!"

This scene was seen by the old Senke who was riding on the wolf in the rear, and the old jackal clapped his thigh excitedly and shouted:

"There is already a bit of momentum of my Wang army, that's it! The life of a jackal should be spent like this, to die for a great ideal, to shed blood for the prosperity of the race, to draw a sword for the belief of victory!

It's back.

It's all back!

Do you see, O king?

The good old days of conquest and victory are back. ”

"Yes, Hogg is already a great leader, and if he breaks through the Mossy Valley, he can become a ruler as great as the Lord of the Biting Bones."

With the help of Revno's vision, Murphy saw the scene of the Blue Wolf Army's march completely, and the Virtuous Wolf's declaration of war made him very satisfied, and said that he had finally cultivated the skinny gnoll from Transncia into a hero.

Whew, such a difficult thing has been done, what can stop you from fulfilling your ideals?

"Come on, my hero is here!"

Murphy moved his body, and the heavy helmet snapped around his head.

The energy of the Marshal's power armor activated, and as Murphy took a step, the exaggerated steel giant stepped out of the containment tank, and under the silent manipulation of Eden, the exit of the thousand-year-old flying platform at the top of the Far Wanderer's headquarters was opened with difficulty in the rusty mechanical operation.

A ray of twilight shone down from the cracked rocks overhead, and the large and small rubble kept falling, but Murphy didn't pay any attention to it.

He strode forward with the power armor, and the catapults and jetpacks in the container warehouse in front of him were already in place, just waiting for the commander to descend on his glorious battlefield.

"Alas, this thing is good for everything, but I can't fly after wearing it, my blood wings are not as huge as Tracey, and I can't carry such a heavy thing."

Murphy, who boarded the catapult, nitpicked:

"Inconvenience is also a big problem, it seems that you can only wear it in big scenes, but it doesn't matter, what big boy doesn't have a 'suit' in his wardrobe that he can only wear at the most important moment of his life?

If one of my brothers asks me to wear the coolest outfit at his wedding to support him, then I don't rob him of his groom's prestige by wearing this outfit? ”

"Click"

The catapult began to charge, the console readings and preset orientation information continued to refresh, and Murphy felt the vibration of the platform under his feet, feeling that he should give a cigar to the corner of his mouth to Cos a wave of fifty bucks.

He took a deep breath, connected to the player's current communication network, and said in a deep voice:

"Happy Frontline Commander, Your Excellency! This is Murphy, Lord of the Transans, and I have applied to join the battlefield! ”

"You can come at any time, my lord, you don't have to be so formal, and no one will stop you."

"Very well, then raise your heads and look at the sky! My warriors, I will attack in the form of a commander! ”

“？？？ What? ”

(End of chapter)