Chapter 442 Surge

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In the deep dense forest intertwined with black trees.

A huge stone throne stood under the dim starlight.

The man with the head of a lion and his body covered with thick brown hair smashed the armrest under his palm.

The sharp fangs were clattering, and the golden vertical pupils revealed bloodthirsty rage!

"It's not enough to succeed! It's more than enough to fail! Why did I accept you bunch of trash in the first place!!"

The roar that shook the space spread throughout the dense forest, and the sound waves of tearing trees swept across an area of ​​10,000 meters!

The crushed gravel was thrown up by him, turning into a stream of light and shooting out. While bringing up a blood flower, it destroyed the forest area tens of thousands of meters ahead!

Under the throne, four orcs of different shapes, heights and shorts were silent.

The one on the left has blond hair and a yellow face, covered with black lines. There is a bit of struggle in his exquisite eyes. He is the leader of the second force of the Seventh Star Field [Wind Lord], Bylet.

The one in the middle has gray skin and no hair, a nose as long as an elephant, and a tall body. At five meters tall, he is like a hill. His moon-white fangs stick out from the corners of his mouth, extending one meter in length. His dark eyes are full of emotion. I was helpless and confused, and it turned out to be Xiangpa, the leader of the third force [Juque] under the throne.

There's not one person on the right, but two.

Judging from their status, they should be a couple.

They look like werewolves, with white faces and white hair. Their clothes are not flashy, but they show an elegant and calm demeanor.

There was a vague sparkle in his ice-blue eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

And these two are not others, they are the fifth subordinate under the throne, Xiao Yue's power master, Bai Wang Baihao and Bai Queen Dong Yue.

The body penetrated by the gravel was instantly repaired by its powerful self-healing ability, which also showed that although the Beast King was furious, he did not kill them.

"I have told you again and again that you would rather offend Rabbis than offend the two major races in the dimensional battlefield; now it's better, you guys actually dare to directly capture their core tribesmen and do so many things. It’s something no one has dared to do in thousands of years!”

The four orcs didn't respond at all to the beast king's roar.

Although they had been doing their best to explore the mineral source, they had nothing to do with this matter.

But the guys in Lun Tomb were indeed in the same situation as them. It was normal for them to be angered by the Beast King when they were so angry.

At the same time, this may sound a wake-up call.

It's just that they couldn't understand why the Huangjiao clan, who had always been good at catering and knowing how to handle the situation, would do something so out of character.

Are you really fed up with this life of living under someone else's roof and being treated like a slave dog? Do you want to indulge in the addiction of holding the throne before you die and pull the back of the throne at the same time?

As soon as this guess appeared, the four orcs paused.

Not to mention, if they had this idea, they didn't think it was outrageous.

After all, belief and belonging are reserved for "worthy" things.

Obviously, the throne brought them nothing worthwhile except pain and depression.

If it's not worth it, why should I protect it with my life before death? Wouldn't it be nice to trick him, or even trick him to death?

Thinking like this, the four orcs had a deeper sense of identification, and even felt admiration.

It's a pity that they can't be as free and easy as Basha. They still have ties, and they can't hand over everything in the clan as a price just to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you know how much the king paid to put down the idiots of the Huangjiao tribe? 200 million! 200 million specialized crystal blocks! Plus the attack and defense of ten level 5 mines!! Just to calm down the Eighth Route Army. The anger of the Arm Clan! This king has to spend so much resources, manpower, and energy!"

The roar once again hit the entire jungle, and the surrounding tribesmen shivered.

The leaders of the three parties remained silent.

At this time, whoever dares to speak out will be the next victim.

"Originally, I couldn't swallow this breath no matter what. Whether it was the group of reptiles in the Wheel Tomb or the guy who coerced the reptiles, I wanted to personally let them experience despair! However, Curidan has said hello, and now The Sub-Eight-Armed Clan wanted to use this matter to enhance their clan's prestige, so they specially sent the Holy Punisher to capture it. At this point, I have no chance to intervene. "

The word "holy punisher" comes out in one sentence.

The three forces stagnated at the same time!

There was a look of disbelief in their eyes.

They thought that things would cause a big fuss, but they never expected that things would become so big!

The Holy Punisher is the rumored nobleman who emerged from the dimensional turmoil!

The Eight-Armed Clan was lucky enough to save him from certain death.

At this point, in order to repay his kindness, the noble made a contract to serve as a slave of the Eight-Armed Clan for five thousand years and as a guardian to protect his clan from persecution.

It's just what he said, but the Eight-Armed Clan really dares to treat him as a slave.

They regard it more as the patron saint of the clan and worship it with delicious food and drink!

And this patron saint has been protecting the Eight-Armed Clan for more than four thousand years!

In the past four thousand years, he has only taken action twice, once to instantly kill the junior Huayuan, and once to severely damage the intermediate Huayuan, causing him to flee back to his star field and never dare to set foot on the dimensional battlefield again.

After these two incidents, the power of the Eight-Armed Clan in the current dimensional battlefield is at its peak, and it was once noticed by the "noble monitor" behind the dimensional gap.

They had secret contact with the Punisher.

No one knows the specific process.

But since that day, the Guild of Guides in the Dimension Crack has made friends with the Eight-Armed Clan on the spot and established a closer family relationship, with a deeper interest bond.

It can be seen from this that the true identity of the Holy Punisher is definitely not ordinary!

Even among the ranks of high-ranking nobles, he is an extremely noble existence.

Now, if such a person wants to take action personally, unless Beast King Moza abandons his position as the top overlord of this battlefield and directly explodes his background to raise his specialization level to his true height, there is really no room for him to intervene.

"But!"

Just when the three forces were in a complicated mood, the Beast King spoke again.

"Just because we can't intervene in the frontal battlefield doesn't mean we can't intervene in the rear. The group of reptiles in the wheel tomb must be scattered in various areas. This king requires the three parties to send out the core members of the tribe to encircle and suppress the group of reptiles, kill them all, and take the crystals to make up for the king's losses."

"As for the four of you, this king wants you to go to the main field and watch the whole process of that stupid reptile. How miserable is the end? Get out!"

After saying that, the beast king Moza drove them away directly.

The three parties would not stay, all bowed their heads and quickly retreated.

Leaving the forest throne, the three forces stopped in the distant mid-air.

Xiang Pa, the leader of Juque, sighed, "It seems that from today on, the Huangyao tribe will also become history."

"Humph."

As soon as he finished speaking, Beret, the leader of Fengjue, snorted coldly, "It's just a matter of time. Do you think we can escape? Let's go. Don't waste time and let this guy find an opportunity to punish you."

After speaking, with a complicated face, Beret turned into lightning and disappeared in the gray sky.

Xiang Pa smiled bitterly and turned his eyes to Bai Hao Dongyue, the leader of Xiaoyue.

But he didn't expect that the two had no intention of communicating at all. They gave him a clan salute and disappeared into the forest without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xiang Pa shook his head, raised his head and looked up at the sky, leaving a sigh full of powerlessness.

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