453.Poor Hogg, what's the point of ruling a bunch of crippled bastards? -【Add more updates20/25】
453.Poor Hogg, what's the point of ruling a bunch of crippled bastards? -【Additional update 20/25】 (Page 2/2)
“Go away.”
Tear the Meat waved his hands in a somewhat disinterested manner, and scolded his apprentice.：
“Go notify the Crippled Claw and let it speed up the production of the remaining thirteen Knights of Hades. After the repairs of the hundred knights are completed, we will step into the forbidden swamp..
We must end this matter before the Transians break through the triple defense line and approach Plague Town. We must return to the Dark Mountains with the remains of the Bone-gnawing King and its secrets, and integrate the power of the Plague Clan into the collective body of Black Calamity. middle.
We will come back.
At that time, you can no longer suppress yourself and spread the destructive power you control to this land that does not belong to us. But now, I need you to use some caution..
I need you to make final preparations to face the legendary creatures..”
Its apprentice did not dare to refute and retreated honestly..
At the highest level of the warlock tower, when only Flesh Tearer was left, the old warlock meticulously completed the alchemy process in his hand, and put the seven tubes of strangely colored solution he had made into his personal psychic animal skin bag. Then it returned to the place where it rested.
But it did not just sleep, but once again picked up the pearl bracelet that contacted the "source". The reason why it did not immediately lead the tribe into the swamp forbidden area was also because it was waiting for "reinforcements".
This time the psychic communication took a long time to wait. It took a few minutes for the communication to be connected, and the person who responded to the flesh tearing was not Master Yuan, but the voice of another man..
Sunny, cheerful and gentle, that tone should not sound like that of a cultist at all..
he said：
“I'm already on my way. I'll cross Lake Sulperth and enter the swamp tomorrow night. Are you so impatient?？”
“I just want to confirm finally.”
Shredded Flesh replied with a tired voice.：
“If you are the only one here, what kind of help can you provide me on the battlefield against legendary creatures? I can understand the power of the Twilight Force, but you are just a servant.”
“No one will want to hear what you say, Mr. Zhanrou.”
The man opposite said unhappily：
“What's more, the key to something like power lies in the user rather than the power itself. I don't even plan to participate in your battle against those difficult snakes, but I do bring you what you need most..
It is impossible to eradicate the giant snakes in the filthy swamp head-on. You cannot understand the close connection between this swamp and those giant snakes. In the rumors at dusk, it was not the giant snakes who found the swamp. This swamp was born Existing for the giant snake.
This is their home！
You need to understand the meaning of the word 'home'.
They're hard to actually hurt in their home, so if you want to get to the things they're guarding, you'll have to find another way.
However, I know that such thinking is still too heavy for the Jackal's mind, so you don't have to ask too much. When I arrive, you will naturally know how we can help you..
However, I have to convey to you an order from Master Yuan in advance.！
After I help you obtain the secret treasure of the Bone Grinding King, you must leave your clan and your army behind in the swamp..
I will use them.”
“Um？”
Zhanrou tasted the unspeakable ominousness in these words, it narrowed its eyes and asked：
“Do you want to treat my people as expendable goods? What are you going to do here?？”
“Well, the new owner of Transia is eager to make great achievements, and Governor Murphy is eager to spread his authority to the land outside this swamp. His activity and good luck have allowed him to grow from a small person who does not need attention. The character grows into a disturbing factor that needs to be eradicated..
Some people in the organization seem to be unwilling to see Mr. Murphy living so well..”
The man opposite snorted and said：
“Therefore, it is very appropriate to use the Filthy Swamp as a cemetery for the Governor. Since a big man is about to be buried, we must prepare burial objects for him out of etiquette that match his status.’.
Does this make you feel uneasy? Your Excellency, Mr. Zhanrou, your concern for your apprentices and clan members should not reach the level of protecting calves, right?？
After all, it was only a portion of your clan that entered the filthy swamp..
You have more younger clansmen waiting for your leadership in the Black Shadow Valley den near Burning Peak. If you bury your bones in the swamp, wouldn't you ruin your clan's future hope?？
Sacrifice a group of idiots who are unable to achieve anything in order to gain a bright future for your clan. This is a very good deal..”
“You don't have to try to convince me, I'll make my own decision.”
Tear the meat did not give a definite answer.
it says：
“Let's finish the task at hand first. This has been delayed for too long..”
“Well, don’t let the eagle go before you see the rabbit. It’s a very pragmatic way of doing things. I appreciate it very much..”
The person opposite replied in a relaxed tone.：
“So let's do it. We will continue to talk in detail after I arrive at your base tomorrow night. Please be prepared. I am not a person who is willing to waste too much time on work that does not belong to me..
Let's get the secrets of the legendary creature and the Bone-Grinning King as quickly as possible, and then we can all go our separate ways.…”
“I'm looking forward to it.”
Shredded Flesh replied coldly and stopped the communication spell on the pearl bracelet..
It stood up tremblingly, walked to the edge of the Warlock Tower where it was with full of thoughts, and looked out from the small window to observe the situation in the entire Plague Town..
It saw its apprentices busy preparing for war in the town under its own orders.
They were working hard back and forth one by one, but even if they were tearing flesh, they could guess the obscene words these guys were exchanging with each other without activating the listening spell. They were cursing the old immortal standing at the top of the tower, who had already The cowardly leader who dares not face the enemy head-on again.
Rebellion is an attitude.
It's an invisible thing, you don't even need to use your eyes to distinguish it.
The rebels have an aura that surrounds them, making those they want to resist feel clearly hostile, like a group of cruel hungry cubs, waiting for the old leader to die and eat his flesh and blood..
“You think strength wins everything, it's time to test your theories, my apprentices, you asked for it.！”
Tearing the Flesh held the soul bone staff in his hand, and he hardened his heart and made up his mind..
Since these warlocks are not the pillars it thinks can support the future of the clan after its death, then it might as well just leave them all in this swamp..
I still have some time to go back to my clan and slowly select and find a suitable successor..
The Plague Clan needs a chief who is more enlightened, wiser and has an overall perspective..
It must be better, more ambitious and more cunning than itself in order to lead the clan to protect itself wisely in the era of great chaos..
Whether the fifth black plague can successfully occupy the mainland is still unknown. It is too early and too reckless to put all the clan's everything on the idiot governors of Moss Valley..
“Hogg…”
At this moment of making a difficult decision, Tear Flesh once again strangely thought of the skinny Gnoll Chief of Transia..
Although the two people are very different in strength and identity, Tear Flesh can't help but think about it. If Hogg is a dark mountain jackal with up-and-coming roots, if Hogg is born into his own clan, then what will happen to him? Now you don’t have to worry so much about the heir issue..
Hey, I don’t know what the situation is like for that skinny guy now.？
Transian vampires and humans have begun to march on such a large scale in the swamp. With the pitiful power of Hogg's small clan, they may have been destroyed in the vampire's swamp war offensive.？
Unless it surrenders to the vampire and is miraculously accepted by the vampire. However, in the context of the impending black disaster, will that cunning person really have such courage and decisive courage?？
Alas, what a pity for this god-given cunning, what a pity for this wisdom that is so precious to jackals..
Comments