Chapter 770: Pig Race

Chapter 770

"No, it's not ours!"

After the cat-human elder said this, his whole face turned pale. He knew very well what the consequences would be if other people knew that there was a human in his clan at this time.

Hoffman, it is estimated that many people have forgotten this person. But if Hall had been there, he would have recognized it.

This human being named Hoffman is none other than the last time the inner courtyards of the three major magic academies invaded the Blood Moon Continent, he was beaten back by the demons and left behind in the Blood Moon Continent to organize the rest of the surviving humans to resist the blood clan's magic of the Fire Phoenix Empire A ninth-class summoner in the inner courtyard of the academy!

At the same time, after the death of the summoned beast, the person who researched array magic to replace magic in Blood Moon Continent.

When he helped Hall leave the Blood Moon Continent last time, he fought with Duke Garden in the space channel and caused space turbulence, and was finally transported and sucked into the space turbulence and separated from Hall.

When he woke up, he just appeared on the prairie, and was captured as a slave by a cat-human tribe passing by.

Hoffman's strength was greatly reduced because he passed through the turbulent space just now, and his mental power was also damaged, so he couldn't summon his summoned beast Manticore, and likewise, he couldn't use those magic arrays.

Until the war between the orcs and humans broke out, Hoffman was almost sent to the Beast King by the seemingly kind cat-human old man in front of him.

The old man of this cat-human tribe is the patriarch of this tribe, and his tribe can survive until now, which has to be said that he is still a little capable.

However, it seems that after he accepted Hoffman, bad luck came one after another. The first is the outbreak of the plague. No matter which tribe it is, once the plague really breaks out, unless it is blessed by a shaman, the tribe will be killed and injured. .

And because this tribe was too small, and because it was too far away from the nearest tribe with shamans, the patriarch of the cat-human clan was desperate for a while, and he almost picked up a dagger to stab himself.

Fortunately, Hoffman spoke at this time. He looked at the desperate cat-human elder and asked.

"Do you want to keep the tribe alive?"

The patriarch of the cat-human clan, who was already in despair, suddenly looked like a person grabbing the last straw after falling into the water. Regardless of Hoffman's identity or whether he was lying to him, he grabbed his hand and kept thinking.

Then Hoffman asked the elders of the cat people to prepare a batch of herbs, then isolated the sick people, and then burned the dead bodies.

With Hoffman's help, the plague was actually brought under control. The old man of the cat-human race revoked his status as a slave in gratitude to Hoffman.

As soon as the plague was over, the cat-human tribe encountered a night attack from a monster. Fortunately, Hoffman's mental power was recovered when the old man of the cat-human tribe brought some herbs and made it into a potion.

In addition, after the plague was cured, the cat-human elder sent some herbs, which made Hoffman reluctantly summon the eighth-class monster Manticore.

With the help of Hoffman's eighth-class magical beast Manticore, the cat-human tribe repelled the sneak attack of the magical beast after paying a small price.

Hoffman's two shots helped the old man of the cat people agree to send Hoffman to the south. After all, the orcs and humans have already started a war. Hoffman is walking alone on the savannah. It was impossible not to draw attention to him.

That's why the old man of the cat-human clan thought of sending him away, but he didn't expect that just after he agreed, the Beast King clan sent someone to tell him that he was asked to move to the vicinity of the Beast King clan, and asked him to send soldiers to prepare for an all-out war with humans.

The cat-human elder was a little dumbfounded after hearing the news. He naturally knew that, given the situation of their small tribe, participating in that all-out war was nothing but cannon fodder!

He once wondered if Hoffman was a catastrophe, why nothing happened before, and since he appeared, the clan has appeared one after another.

The cat-human elder shook his head. Now is not the time to think wildly. He asked Hoffman to go aside to avoid it for a while, and then told his subordinates to gather the tribe quickly to prepare for the upcoming situation.

After all, the cat people are also a race that has lived on the prairie for a long time. Faced with such emergencies, the cat people reacted very quickly.

The carriages formed a circle under the command of the cat people. The old, weak, sick and disabled of the cat people were all concentrated in the middle, while those warriors stood on the carriages and raised their bows and arrows, while the rest relied on the carriages for defense.

As the rumbling sound continued to approach, everyone discovered that it turned out to be a group of pig-headed men riding big wild boars.

The pig-headed man had the same name as him, with a thick body with a pig's head on it. As the same non-war orc race, the pig-man race was a special case among these races.

Their brains are not very clever, and they have no brute strength, but they are as bloodthirsty and brutal as the werewolves!

Ever since they saw the lion tribe defeat the tiger tribe and obtain the status of the king of beasts, they have rarely become smarter. Under the leadership of their pig-headed patriarch, the whole tribe has completely surrendered to the current king of beasts.

This kind of refuge is rarely seen in the Beastman Clan. After all, once they do this, the Pigman Clan will be the slaves of the Beastman Clan from top to bottom.

The beast king clan asked them to go out, no matter whether there were people in their clan or whether it was very difficult, they had to send soldiers to join the battle.

If they refuse, they will be killed by their master and all their property will be confiscated, and if they do this, other orcs will have no reason to say that the lion people are nothing.

This is tantamount to completely handing over the future of their own tribe to the Beast King clan. Even the old cat-human tribe has to admire the decision of the pig-human clan leader. How foolish it is to do such a thing!

But this is not to say that the pig people can only pay and have nothing to gain. It is a good proof that the pig people may buy horse bones with a lot of money after the whole family joins the Beast King family, and they have obtained a lot of material.

Didn't you see that the pigmen who came this time not only held brand new maces, but even the fang demon pigs sitting on them were wearing armor?

"Boom boom boom!"

The Fanged Demon Pig stopped about 50 meters in front of the defensive formation organized by the cat-human group led by a pig-human general. The big black ears are exposed, which looks very funny.

However, he seemed very satisfied with this look. After seeing the reaction of the cat people, he patted the Fanged Demon Pig under him, and then he spoke after following the Fanged Demon Pig a few steps forward.

"You are cat people? Why are you here so late?"