500.Hogg's little ghost mission 2
500.Hogg’s Ghostly Mission Part 2 (page 2/2)
It felt unspeakable irritation in its heart, so it put the animal skin aside and looked up at the burning bonfire in front of it..
The flame continued to burn and expand in front of Hogg's eyes, and even began to spin, attracting all of Hogg's attention. It continued to extend with the beating of the fire. By the time Hogg realized that the situation was not good, it was already too late..
Its entire mind was blurred and it could hear itself snoring. At the last moment when Hogg's consciousness was clear, it looked across the bonfire and saw the boxes placed opposite the flames..
The skull of the Bone-gnawing King was placed in that box.
And at this moment, Hogg seemed to see a pair of green eyes staring at it in the box..
“grass! What the hell！”
Hogg cursed and prepared to fight his way out of this weird situation, but the moment it jumped up, his consciousness seemed to have broken into another mysterious space..
It looked around sluggishly while maintaining an awkward posture of beating. Everywhere it looked was a vast expanse of green grass and thousands of miles of sun-drenched grassland..
A tall figure turned his back to Hogg, sitting on the rock on the hillside in front of him..
That's a jackal.
It has a slender and strong body and a graceful tail that is unique among jackals. It is three times taller than Hogg when it sits there. It is simply a real jackal giant..
The wind blew through this illusion, blowing the mane of the majestic jackal, making it look like a lion..
Compared with it, Hogg is as humble as a mouse crawling out of the soil. Even Chief Bloodclaw, who has always been confident because of his cunning wisdom, can't help but feel a sense of shame in his heart..
“The cowardly fool who has a tiger in his heart but insists on restraining his minions, come here! Talk to me.”
The giant jackal with his back to Hogg said something very dissatisfied..
Hogg immediately realized that he was not cursed by being pulled here. It was all because of the "calling" of the guy in front of him. As for who it was.
“Salute to you, the great bone-gnawing king！”
Hogg crouched forward and lay at the feet of the giant jackal as if he were prostrate to the ground. Just like the humble posture when it served to tear flesh, Hogg was used to such flattery and regarded it as a useful and deadly weapon..
However, its invincible disguise failed this time..
“You made perfect use of your strengths, no, you turned your weaknesses into strengths！
A healthy gnoll will not care at all what a crippled compatriot thinks, and their arrogance will turn into poison under the influence of your cunning. You don't even need to do it yourself, they will fall into the trap you prepared for them. inside.
Nash
You're such a different guy.”
The King of Bone Grinders' voice became gentler, but Hogg instinctively retorted：
“My name is not Nash! Nash is a coward who does nothing and loses everything! I'm Hogg! Mighty Hogg! I am the chieftain of the Bloodclaw clan, and I am the king of the glades! Hogg is the swamp lord！”
“No, you idiot, that was a name given to you by your master, just like a man names a dog.！”
The bone-gnawing king was furious.
It got up and kicked Hogg over, yelling：
“That's not your name! You can't be satisfied with being a vampire's slave. How do you deserve to inherit my power?？”
“But I don't want to inherit your power at all, you are just a loser! Why should I pursue the power of losers?？”
Hogg was kicked to the ground.
But this blow dispelled the fear in its heart. It raised its head and for the first time bravely looked directly at the majestic lion-like face of the Bone-gnawing King. It screamed：
“I've read your story! I have read and read the descriptions of you by elves, dwarves, Songhai, and humans over and over again, and I know you better than anyone else, Lord of Bones! You seem to be just one step away from overturning the continent, but in fact you are still far from victory.！
you！
You didn't bring civilization and power to the gnolls, you just turned them into worse beasts! There were three failed black disasters before you, but with the most perfect power, you not only failed to learn the lesson, but instead led the gnolls into a worse abyss..
From this point of view, you are the worst leader！
I'm really not afraid of you at all.
My courage does not come from passion. I have enough knowledge to know where you are wrong.！
if
If I were in your position, I would have done a hundred times better than you！
And you bastard is dead. You should rest in peace instead of continuing to pass on your legacy. Four times, it has been proven that it is impossible for the Jackals to stand on the mainland simply by relying on strength..
This black disaster, without your leadership, their chances of winning will be even smaller..
Give up the black disaster！
The premise for you to share the world with others is that you cannot become unrelenting enemies. When you decide to go against the world but you do not have the power to overturn it, your failure is already doomed..”
Hogg almost roared and shouted out what he was thinking..
This was not something it shouted out on the spur of the moment, but rather a point of view in its previous paper on the deeds of the Bone-Gnasher King. Professor Malcolm appreciated this very much. He believed that Hogg truly saw that the essence of the black disaster problem is survival. struggle for power.
Hogg's roar made the Bone-Gnawing King, who had already waved his claws, freeze in place. This "handsome" and powerful King of Jackals was unable to complain in the face of his incompetent descendant..
As for Hogg's accusation, it doesn't care at all.
People who can do something like this and leave their name in history cannot change their minds just because of a word or two from others. People like them always have their own, indestructible views on the world..
Ordinary people are influenced by the world, but they use themselves to transform the world.
The two are fundamentally different.
Seeing that Hogg was not getting enough, and even flatly rejected the power of the King of Gnolls, the King of Bone-Gnalers simply stopped mentioning it. He sat back on the rock angrily, staring at Hogg. Then he spoke again when his beautiful tail bent into a weird shape.：
“Since you don't want to inherit my power, then you can inherit my mistakes and burdens. Anyway, you have to take something with you from me..
Once you're here, you can't leave empty-handed..
This is a rule set by the Creator.”
“ah？”
Hogg was stunned and asked:：
“But...but aren't you a believer in the Lord of Hunting? Why are you talking so much about the Creator! You heretic！”
“Hey, don't be stupid. Those beliefs are just rhetoric used to restrain and unite the tribesmen. The moment I walked out of the ruins of the Creator, such ignorant and primitive beliefs as the so-called Lord of the Hunt, in my eyes, even reptiles It doesn’t even count.”
The King of Bone Grinders did not hide his disdain for the Lord of Hunting at all..
It stared at Hogg and said seriously：
“You don’t have to worry about my current form, I will only tell you that they thought my final adventure failed, but it didn’t! I was only 99% successful and stuck at the last 1%. I was born in a forgotten place of creation and woke up in an era that did not belong to me..
My existence itself is a legend！
Of course, you can also call it 'reverberations of the old times'. You obviously don't know the great history of the Gnolls yet, and I have no interest in telling you here..
I will only tell you that I have filled in my name in the Creator's register, and I am only one step away from stepping into the true transcendence..
It's hard to explain my current state in a few sentences, but I know that if I want to cross that boundary further, I have to do some feats that mortals can't do, to prove that I am qualified to step into it. Soul Temple of Life Greenhouse.
But the stupid tearing of flesh desecrated my body and caused me to lose the only connection with the material world, so I can only use this method to establish contact with you..
Listen to me, Hogg, I don't really care if you plan to be a vampire's dog, you have no intention of inheriting my power and title anyway..
This shows that you are a very rare pragmatist among gnolls with a good brain..
In this case, then I have to discuss something with you.
You go to the dark mountains！
Participate in this black disaster, I don't care who you serve, I only have one request！
Destroy the altar to the Lord of the Hunt in Mossy Hollow before it is truly born in the Warp..
That guy was polluted before he was born. More than a hundred years are enough for him to be covered with filth. Once it truly roars in the subspace, the jackal civilization will instantly fall into the abyss..
That was the mistake I made.
you！
Hogg, go kill the jackal god who is about to be born! Fix my mistakes and in doing so, I will share with you the source of my strength.
Yes.
That is the gift left only to the gnolls by the Creator..”
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