747.The Transians say the Gnolls have weapons of mass destruction. The question is, do they?
747.The Transians say the Gnolls have weapons of mass destruction, the question is they really do (page 1/2)
The Splitclaw Clan's territories are mostly distributed at the spiritual energy gathering points in the Dark Mountains. In the terminology of the Silver Dwarves, they are the location of the earth's veins. This is closely related to the fact that they have more spellcasters, but it also results in the Splitclaw Clan's territory being relatively scattered. They are not connected together like the Whiptail Clan, nor do they occupy large areas of wilderness like the Broken Fang Clan..
But as one of the five major clans, the Splitclaw clan also has a fixed main territory..
It is an area close to the Eternal Rift and the Gray Desert. It forms a triangle with the Goatman's Vidia Abyss City and the Mirror Lake, the largest water source in the Dark Mountains. It divides the plain with the most spiritual energy in the Dark Mountains..
You can't expect the Jackals to give their territory such a resounding name. In fact, the Jackals here are very casually called "Split Claw Plains". On the contrary, the Goatmen gave this place a good name called "Ashes of Ashes". "earth" because the plain was formed by geological changes caused by a violent volcanic eruption thousands of years ago..
According to the records of the Goatmen, the area was covered with thick volcanic ash for nearly a hundred years. This also resulted in the Land of Ashes being a rare and relatively fertile area in the Dark Mountains. This also led to the Splitclaw clan becoming the only large-scale wolf group among the Gnolls. Agricultural clans.
But they do not produce food, but instead plant all kinds of materials needed for alchemy and voodoo on their own territory. To put it simply, they are developing "new agriculture".
The straight-line distance between the Land of Ashes and the Black Flame Pass is as far as the entire Transia from south to north. Therefore, the waves of this black disaster should not affect this place, but if nothing unexpected happens, the accidents that belong here will be Coming.
On the night of the thirteenth day after the fall of Black Flame Pass, near the Splitclaw Fortress in the Land of Ashes.
After a busy day, the gnoll laborers were transporting the materials harvested from the potion fields back to the fortress, where full-time herbalists would process the herbs. Some of them would be used by the spellcasters of the Splitclaw clan, and the rest would be used by the spellcasters of the Splitclaw clan. The next part will be sold to other clans in exchange for more food, and the last part will be provided to the nearby Goatman city in exchange for some handicrafts that are in high demand in the Dark Mountains..
Most of the people working in the large potion fields near the fortress are female gnolls, with their cubs playing next to them. The males of the tribe have basically been recruited to the front line. According to the most optimistic estimates, their husbands are now Or the children should have followed the powerful Chief Potana into the place called "Transia".
Of course, jackals are an indifferent race, and it is difficult to hear from these females how they miss their loved ones. Instead, some fierce female jackals discussed taking advantage of the darkness to visit the goatmen's territory after finishing their work. Circle, maybe we can intercept a few unlucky Goatman traders..
Those goat people sell good stuff, but it's just too expensive.
For the jackals, they always have a way to get what they want without spending money. What's more, the meat of the goatmen is quite elastic to be honest..
Some old gnolls are trying to dissuade these young and impulsive reckless tribesmen. They are not guiding young people to be kind to others, nor are they opposed to going out to rob goatmen. The main reason is that the men are not at home now, in case they offend the goatmen. Revenge, there is no way to deal with the barbarians in the fortress.
So it's better to stay safe. If you really want to rob, you have to choose a good time..
In the past, such comfort from the elderly would always lead to sneers and quarrels from the young people, and might even trigger an exciting battle between females, but today is different..
A little jackal who was following his mother and learning to use a stone sickle to cut the potion stalks to collect the strange irritating liquid suddenly sneezed. The furry little guy raised his head and his eyes widened..
It stayed in place stupidly, but was slapped by its impatient mother with its tail for being lazy, and then it realized what it was doing..
“look! The sky is cracking！”
The little Gnoll pointed at the evening sky and shouted, attracting the attention of many Gnoll workers working in the potion fields..
They raised their heads and noticed strange changes in the sky.
Black cracks quietly emerged in the evening sky, as if a powerful jackal had smashed the edge of the sky with a war hammer, spreading like black spider webs in the air, accompanied by a strange howling wind. A whine blowing down from the sky.
The superstitious Gnoll was quickly frightened.
The timid female gnolls almost immediately grabbed the noisy cubs beside them and ran back towards their dens..
But more stupid and bold jackals were still pointing at the strange phenomenon in the sky, until after more than ten seconds of energy brewing,.
“boom”
Amidst the terrifying loud noise, the cracked sky suddenly "split", and then a huge amount of dirty spiritual energy rolled down, like a book of black water with weird starlight pouring down from the sky. Swallowed most of the potion field that was growing pretty well.
Only then did the female jackals realize that something was wrong. They screamed and picked up their cubs but didn't know where to rush. The strongest clan fortress they knew was being roared by the foul spirit right in front of them. Can be swallowed up and carried away.
They couldn't understand why all this terrible things happened at this time, in this safe rear area..
But the powerful Chief Potana could no longer come forward to save them at this time. They could only hold the crying cub in their arms, lowered their heads and huddled up, welcoming the filthy smell rolling like black quicksand from behind..
In less than ten minutes, this fortress and the thousands of hectares of magic potion fields around it were swallowed up..
A very standard raid behind enemy lines.
However, the scale and duration of the astral tearing are much weaker than the expected parameters. Even compared to the truly weaponized astral tearing technique, this is more like an accident of star boundary damage..
In the history of the past thousand years, such accidents have been recorded in various places on the continent where the boundaries of the planes are unstable..
However, this place was specially chosen to carry out the astral tearing, not because the goatman spellcasters who were carrying out this raid were a group of perverts who only bullied the old, weak, women and children. In fact, this target was also carefully selected..
“This plant is called 'howling root' by the jackals, and its scientific name is 'ghost-faced flower'. When the stems are cut when mature, a viscous and irritating liquid will flow out. After being made into powder, a very exquisite hallucinogen can be prepared. , used by many gnoll warlocks or goat man spellcasters as a tool for entertainment..
As early as a few years ago, Abyss City noticed that the Splitclaw Gnolls began to plant ghost-faced flowers on a large scale. The output far exceeded the original consumption of hallucinogens. At the time, we did not understand that the gnolls used so many ghost-faced flowers. What to do, but now we know.
This thing is the main auxiliary material used to prepare psychic plague..”
At the edge of the clan territory that was swallowed up by the astral rift, a goatman spellcaster in gray robes was holding a branch of a plant that had just been harvested by the jackals and explaining to the haggard goatman spellcaster Bol. arrive：
“The elf ranger named Daimus Goldleaf confirmed during the investigation three days ago that this potion field must be destroyed! He is still looking for more materials that can be used to make plague, but he said that making this kind of plague requires a main material called 'life-eating mushroom', and he has not found the origin of that thing yet..”
“I don't care about this! Gray Warlock Dennis, are you trying to explain to me the rationale for destroying those female gnolls and their cubs? No! I don't need these boring reasons to convince myself, in fact, I enjoy it.
Unlike you, I still retain kindness and kindness, which are extremely precious and equally stupid qualities for goat people. I only know that I still have three astral tears before I can complete my promise to Governor Murphy. In exchange for my new stargazing tower in the Filth Swamp！
My astrological observation of the winter wolf constellation has been delayed for almost half a month. I have missed a lot of the mysteries of the stars. I don’t want to give up the career that I have persisted in for more than ten years..
Yes！
We only have two days left, but three more valuable Astral Rip spells to go, so you guys better put aside your unnecessary sympathy..
These splitclaw gnolls are our enemies now！
You can only treat your enemies as coldly as the cold winter wind, otherwise it will be a betrayal of your own people..”
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