Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

Chapter 384 Jackal

"Ha ha..."

The gnoll soldier looked at the six-petal flower in his hand and held it tightly in his hand.

The flower bone shimmering with light blue light swayed under its grasp, and the six petals swayed and shed an inconspicuous blue mist.

Very beautiful.

The gnoll soldier held the flower in his hand, and the sobering and comfortable scent penetrated the tip of his sensitive nose, intoxicating him.

It knew why the Jackal Captain stuffed the picked flowers into his mouth.

That flower field, there are many such plants in that flower field.

Plants mutate under the catalysis of earth veins, showing a temperament and specialness that is not their own.

Running, running in the forest is what they do best.

It realizes that the flower growing on the vine is an opportunity for it to change its own destiny. People without magical talents can also feel the vitality radiated by some special magical plants.

Turned into substantial light spots, extremely attractive fragrance, hazy and dreamy dust clothes.

It means life, it means improvement, it means... it can be as strong as the jackal captain who bullied him.

But there was something in that field full of magical plants, guarding that narrow, naturally occurring nursery, a cluster of magical plants with a protector.

Now all he has to do is go back and bring the items he stole back to the clan leader.

"Hello!"

The Jackal captain kicked the wounded Jackal soldier lying on the ground, causing him to raise his head and look at the Jackal leader sitting in a high position.

The Jackal leader sat on a bench made of wood and animal skins. Only this kind of chair could accommodate his tall figure of nearly four meters. He used the tips of his wide claws to hold a petal no bigger than his fingernails. .

The translucent and crystal petals intoxicated every Gnoll who saw it, but they all knew that this treasure belonged to their Gnoll clan leader.

"Clan leader...I, I only brought this thing back from there."

The gnoll soldier lowered his head and said in a painful voice. He did not dare to look directly into the opponent's eyes for fear that he would see that he had secretly eaten a whole flower.

"Only one petal?"

The Jackal leader's eyes fell on the scarred Jackal soldiers, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

The Jackal leader threw the petal into his open mouth, which exuded a putrid smell, and closed his eyes to feel the rising flow of pure energy.

Extremely pure energy poured into its body, making its consciousness clearer than ever before.

He is not the only one in this extraterrestrial world. There are monsters living in the swamps further away, souls wandering in the desolate land, and orc settlements further away - as well as those who have always been against him. Disgusting ogre.

They formed settlements one after another and divided up this vast world.

Those giants that exuded a foul smell would attack the jackals' gathering teams from time to time and treat them as lunch.

If you can master the origin of this plant, you can...

It is possible to become the overlord of this area.

It couldn't control the excitement in its heart.

Regional overlord, a very tempting term... The gnoll group will rise above these monsters and dead souls and develop its own city-state and civilization.

It and its pack will become stronger, these gnolls...

over other species.

They can do whatever they want, and they can get abundant blood food to satisfy their hunger.

The gnoll leader looked at the tips of his claws that still had residual fragrance, recalling the comfort he felt when tearing flesh and blood with his sharp claws.

But, there's something strange...

Without humans, humans who could be found everywhere in the past are nowhere to be found in this world.

It's like arriving in a wilderness.

human beings.

He liked humans very much. He could hear their wails when he tore their bodies apart with his claws. He tore them into half and watched them scatter on the ground.

Unlike the goblins and big orcs that grew out of the caves, the former screamed and ran away when it took out its claws, and there was no sense of impact even if it hit, while the latter was too stupid to scream.

And there are a lot of them...Humans wearing plate armor and holding spears make fighting more refreshing...Adventurers, yes, there are also adventurers who don't know the heights of the world...

Humans will create wealth. Jackals can loot caravans or even attack towns to get enough food for a month, as well as magic materials.

It realized that a year had passed since its clan arrived in this new camp and settled down. It had begun to grow and its total population was approaching three thousand people.

During this period, a group of goblins/orcs were absorbed. These timid little green things are the lowest level of coolies. They have no advantages other than being more numerous and eating less.

Some of their priests know magic... which is good, as it makes up for the shortcomings of their group of gnolls who only have warriors and priests.

It rules a group of goblins/orcs, and of course it wants to target other creatures that control this area... It has heard the words sung by humans...'struggle for hegemony'.

It wants to kill something, it wants to eat something.

"Hey, you..."

The Jackal leader roared, causing shock. He stood up and looked at the Jackal soldiers kneeling on the ground in front of them.

It reached out and named several Jackal captains, and gave instructions to the wounded Jackal soldier in a deafening voice.

"Take them to that place."

A field full of magical plants growing naturally is more precious to them than gold.

The former can actually improve the combat ability of the chieftain, while the latter... gold can be used as a medium for some spellcasting, but it does not improve them much.

"Chief... there is a protector in that place... something is guarding that field of plants."

The gnoll soldier trembled and lay down, observing the face of the chieftain.

It didn't even know how its captain died. The three-meter-tall thick gnoll fell in the field full of blue and white flowers in the blink of an eye, and blood splashed on its face.

It picked a flower with six petals and ran away.

"Heh... Guardian... I want to see what they can do."

Listening to the description of the gnoll soldier, the chieftain felt that this was the method of the elf archers. Only the elf archers could kill their own gnolls with the longbow in their hands at a distance that they could not detect.

He suspected that the gnoll soldier had run away without seeing the battle clearly, and that his description was not reliable at all.

In a place that he had not noticed, black smoke rose from the ground.

It rose and died.

New black smoke rose.

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