Chapter 1035: When You're Dying and You Have a Bottle of Immortal Medicine in Your Hand

Gelman Bite knew his time was running out.

In fact, the Biting Bone King already had this uneasiness when he listened to the ghostly shadow elf and spread the Chaos belief of original sin among his clan, and the uneasiness in his heart was slightly lessened when he saw the warriors who had been tormented by the psychic plague to the point of no fighting spirit revert to wild and belligerent warfare with the blessing of the power of Chaos.

However, after several victories, when he saw that his warriors had become more powerful and more brutal to the point of eating their own kind raw, the unease of fate resurfaced in his heart.

More than 20 days ago, he personally executed a crazy thug who wanted to kill him, and even slashed seven times but couldn't kill the other party, and watched the latter grow a second head, His Excellency Gelman knew

I'm cold.

Despite the fact that my army had surrounded several high ground and launched a devastating assault on the Plantagenets, it seemed that I had the upper hand, but King Gelman had not left his tent for seven days.

Its situation at this time was not much better than that of Marshal Loren opposite.

It and some of its most loyal guards were trapped in the camp, and they didn't even dare to go out, because the gnolls who had become chaos monsters would also look at them with food-looking eyes.

The Bone Biting King has lost control of his group of Chaos Destroyers.

The Chaos Monsters are attacking the Plantagenet only because they want to have a full meal, as the ravages in the northern part of the peninsula have caused the Chaos Monsters to eat everything they can.

Command?

Heh, in this situation, I can't command a little bit at all.

The short man Loren is facing the siege of war, and Gelman Biting Bone is the sad urging of drawing the ground as a prison, the commanders of the two sides are facing the same dilemma, Gelman is not as good as Loren, at least Loren still has a group of loyal warriors who can give it a go, but the Biting King has lost the last chance.

It knew that it had only two ways to go.

Either they will believe in the chaos of original sin with the crazy gnolls outside, abandon their last dignity and reason, and run all the way on the road to become monsters and hope for redemption, or they can only seize an opportunity that they don't know if it will come, and take their last loyalists to break out of this group of real "cannibals" position.

This incident is a black humor just from the outside, and as the king of biting bones, it has to live like a mouse.

Recently, Gelman was so trapped that he had nowhere to go but to perform "performance art" in his tent, and every day he was so drunk that he almost said in the mirror, "Who should cut it off?"

"Damn twilight! I knew that the bastards were unreliable, and that the rats in the sewers had turned the noble gnolls warriors into real beasts!

If I were given another chance to choose

Yes!

If I get another chance, I'm going to give that bastard to me"

Today's biting king is still addicted to the "faint king simulator", drinking the halfling's wine one by one, and the heavy rain outside the tent has made Gelman's hair unable to dry, and it emits a disgusting smell, but it is too lazy to clean it up.

There was shouting from inside the tent, but there were no guards standing guard at the door.

The more than 200 loyal servants of the Biting Bone King would be just as drunk as they were, and even the craziest and most determined gnolls were desperate for the moment.

"Boom"

An eerie flash of lightning tore through the storm, and a sudden loud bang knocked the skull glass in Gelman's hand to the ground.

But it doesn't know it.

The drunken eyes watched the jasper streamer flickering outside the tent, and the instinct from the golden powerhouse told it that something strange was happening

After a few minutes, Gelman jumped to his feet, no longer looking drunken and wasteful, but grabbing the hunting hammer he had thrown into the pile of bottles, and watched with ecstasy as the catastrophic climate that surrounded the area of engagement was rapidly abating.

The evil art of the Dagon fish people has been cracked, the restrictions of the combat area have been opened, and the fish people will definitely not be idle to tear their own storms, that is to say, the reinforcements from the short man marshal are coming!

The final battle between the Chaos Monsters and the Civilization camp is about to break out, and the opportunity he has been waiting for finally appears in front of him.

Ah, this damn and wonderful fate, finally took pity on my poor self for once.

"Bang"

Rushing out of the tent and stepping on the muddy ground, the biting bone king kicked open the wooden door of the tent next to him, and looked at the gnolls and guards lying inside and suddenly became angry.

"Bastard! Let you pretend not to let you really lie flat and rotten! Get up for Lao Tzu! Put on your armor, pick up your weapons, and call your wolves to break through! ”

The Bone Biting King woke up all the sleeping guards in the tent with punches and kicks, and provided intimate "wake-up services" for the guards in several other tents.

In a short time, nearly two hundred biting bone guards with blue noses and swollen faces gathered in this muddy field, and the weather at this time has become a gentle drizzle, and the lovely sun shines down, so that a group of biting bone guards are like a world away, and even some jackals who were almost driven crazy by the sinister environment knelt in the mud with tears on their faces and embraced the sun.

Who understands the family?

It's a fucking feeling to be surrounded by a bunch of chaotic monsters that can turn into cannibals at any moment, and compared to the environment here, the days of starvation in the dark mountains are so wonderful.

"Chief, the wolf didn't respond I suspect that our wolf may have been"

A gnoll brute with an ear missing runs up to him in the mud and tells Gelman Bitbite bad news.

But the Bone Biting King will no longer care about this.

With the naked eye, it could see several halfling airships streaking across the sky, and an armed airship painted in blood red was dropping a rain of destructive iron into the distant mountains, and the shaking of the earth could be heard across the mountains.

The civilization camp has already begun to attack.

There was a new storm blowing around, but this time it was not filthy but mixed with strong green jade purified flames, and this strange flame tornado was sweeping through the rain-soaked hills, and the strange monsters around them were already agitated, and began to attack in all directions according to the instinctive warning of danger.

"It's now! Don't be a wolf, sons, keep up with this king! ”

Gelman Biterner narrowed his eyes and roared:

"I'll lead you out, but don't fall behind, you know what the situation is now, if someone falls behind, don't blame me for leaving you behind. Don't worry if you get separated, and if you can, run away to the ruins of the Brass Fortress.

I left an army of old and weak there, and I really can't do it

Surrender to the civilized camp! ”

"Surrender?"

The gnolls around are stupid.

They never imagined that this disgraceful word could come out of the mouth of their own chieftain, and Chief Gelman, who had always been the most orthodox descendant of the King of Biting Bone, had never heard it, but now he took the initiative to say it.

"Yes, surrender."

Gelman Biternal had a calculating plan of his own, and while he broke through the stinky mud with his diehards, he explained:

"Remember those scouts that our warriors caught before they went mad? I interrogated them, and they said that the Whiptail Clan and the Broken Tooth Clan had embraced a fellow named 'Virtuous Wolf' to reorganize our population in the Dark Mountains, and that they had been recognized as neutral by the civilization camp because of their involvement in the counterattack against the Lord of the Hunt.

A gnoll kingdom is about to be established in the Dark Mountains, and I hope we can die on the battlefield with a standard gnolls ending, but look at the monsters around you!

We've been tricked by the twilight!

That group of cultists just wants to use us as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the civilized camp so that we can hide and continue to do some disgusting things, our death war at this time is neither glorious nor bloodless, and there is not even a trace of dignity in sacrificing ourselves for the sake of other people's conspiracies.

We lost, but we still have one last way.

The Biting Bone Clan has not joined the Gnoll Kingdom, my people are still loyal to me, we still have our own territory, and if that Virtuous Wolf wants to annex our clan, he can't leave us to fend for himself."

The surrounding gnolls seemed to understand.

They praised the chief for his wisdom, but they didn't notice the indifference in Gelman's biting eyes.

Its statement just now is full of loopholes, it can only deceive the brainless brute, but if there is a priest here, it will be punctured, but now this situation is not a big problem.

When it set out, it had already changed into the armor of an ordinary brute, and covered its conspicuous golden mane with mud, which was not visible to its own guards.

If he could, the Biting Lord would naturally like to return to the ancestral land with these loyal warriors, but if unlucky

It has to find a way to make a living for itself, right?

"Whew!"

Just as Gelman Bitbone rushed out of the outskirts of the camp with a group of guards, a group of red-eyed wolves suddenly jumped out of the stinky corpse pit, led by the blood-colored wolves raised by Gelman himself, but at this time, how could there be a trace of reason in the cloudy eyes of the beast?

Under the angry gaze of the Bone King, strange things surged beneath the scarred skin of his hunting companion, and a filthy tentacle with sharp teeth popped out of the torn skin.

It's become a chaotic weird.

"Kill them!"

The roar of the Bone Biting King changed its tune.

Jackals have a lot of affection for their own wolves, not to mention that no matter how brutal the guy is, he also has a soft area in his heart.

It removed the firearms it had forced the halfling craftsmen to make for them from its back, pulled the trigger as the disgusting monsters rushed over, and ejected a large-caliber explosive grenade into the opponent's body, the gold-infused cannonball exploded the moment it made contact, shattering a small part of the monster's body.

The whistling hammer tore through the smoke and slammed into the wolf's twisted neck with a skull-shattering blow, and shoved a stupid black bomb into the other's mouth as the latter's skin tore apart.

There was a loud "boom", and the strange body was blown apart.

Gelman Biting took one last look at the wolf he had raised, and at this moment, even the thug's heart was full of anger and murderous intent towards Dusk.

If fate gives it a way to live today

For the rest of its life, it will definitely do its best to look good at those bastards! ——

"Blanch! How did these gnolls turn into chaos monsters? Their mutations are much worse than the gnolls in Port Chardo, look at the smell of these guys, vomit! ”

Brother Meow, who landed on the ground from the airship to launch a surprise attack, swung a sharp axe, and the old Qu beside him pinched his nose and kept throwing explosives to hinder the advance of the strange monsters around him, and the sniper master complained:

"It's just like raising Gu, the gnolls who survived here have all fucking learned to 'second-stage transformation'! That's still surviving so much with the Murphy's Hammer bombarding the ground, fuck, I can't even imagine how the Plantagenet survived all this time?

That short man marshal seems to have some skills.

I won't laugh at him this time. ”

"No! My seeds can't take root in these filthy flesh and blood, these hellish things are simply a source of pollution for walking, after this war this mountain land is no longer available, the entire northern part of the peninsula must be burned with flames, at least once! ”

Brother Meow threw out the seeds but did not see the birth of the carnivorous plant minion, which made him, the red knight, helpless.

Fortunately, the Otherworldly Bobosha that has just completed the costume change with the gold burning bullet is indeed much more powerful than the blood vulture claw, and in the face of such enhanced firepower, even the weird gnolls can be swept into mud on the way to the charge.

"Lord Pa Ying has killed the Blood Alliance Knights from the rear, and General Maxim has asked us to cooperate with the Blood Alliance Knights as a temporary servant army to eradicate the evil!

Brothers, assemble on Heights C!

The next attack point is there, and the short marshal is there, and they launched a counterattack, counting these guys as a kind! ”

The shout of the happy stick sounded from the communication, so that Brother Wu Meow immediately decided to turn in, but before he could take a few steps, he saw the smoke mulberry riding a vulture falling from the sky, and the psionic scout didn't even have time to explain, and waved vigorously:

"Quick! Keep up with me, there's the 'big fish' behind you! ”

"What?"

Brother Meow asked in surprise:

"What fish is more expensive than the short marshal? As long as you save him, you can get two bounties from the Halflings and the Knights of the Blood Alliance, this is free money, don't you want it? ”

"You know the, hurry up and keep up! I found the Biting Chieftain, the bastard who was in the middle of a pack of gnolls trying to escape, but his naturally large size stood out from the crowd, and the idiot thought I couldn't find it. ”

Yansang shouted:

"This is the leader of the rival faction! You just want to say that you want this earth-shattering military feat, right? ”

"Yes! Of course, go, brothers. ”

Brother Meow was amused when he heard this, and immediately summoned his bone rangers to follow Yansang, but he was still a little sensible, and said to his brothers on the way:

"This big fish is fierce enough, our family can't eat it, call other people to help, but don't shout too many people, otherwise the fall will not be enough." By the way, call the brothers of the Blue Wolf Army, they have a main quest to find Gelman Biting Bone, which was sent by the Virtuous Wolf himself, and they will lose a lot if they miss this task. ”

Within a few minutes of Brother Woo Meow's message, the elite members of several old guilds on the battlefield immediately turned around, and the old players basically had their own flying mounts or simply flew by themselves, and their transfer speed was very fast.

The gnolls suffered a little bit on their side, but they were already good at galloping in mountainous terrain, so less than five minutes after Brother Meow's big bird group took the lead in blocking Gelman Biting and engaged the opponent, the fastest Furui Daisen in the blue wolf army appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

As more and more people came, the guards beside him were killed one by one, and Gelman Bitbone suddenly felt a sense of despair that "the sky is going to kill me, not the crime of war".

Once again, it felt the call of death, but the guy still wasn't going to give in.

As it stepped back behind its own guards, it pulled out a jar of amber potion from its close-fitting bag, which was the "elixir of immortality" given to it by the Dusk Dog Offal.

It was absolutely absolutely impossible to be a good thing, but there was no more time for it to hesitate, and after seeing the last of the guards also be headshot by Lao Qu in the distance, it gritted its teeth and twisted the lid open, and drank the amber thing down.

It knew it was drinking to quench its thirst, but it died

Alas, death was too heavy.

No matter how brave a person is forced to this point, it is impossible to welcome its arrival without fear, he is the blood of the King of Biting Bone, and he cannot die so worthless.

It's going to live!

Even if you are in darkness and filth.

(End of chapter)