Lord Roar

Chapter 113 Convergence
Allen, with the tribal fighters behind him, was welcomed like a hero returning in triumph.

The big Babylon opened his mouth so wide that the back molars could be seen, and he couldn't wait to hug his little son in a bear hug, until he saw his mother-in-law pouted at him, then smiled embarrassingly and walked over.

Little Zach also came to Allen and hugged him tightly.

Allen didn't expect that little Zach, the son of bloodhoof, who is usually ghostly, still has such an emotional side today, not only hugging him tightly, but also looking at him affectionately with tears in his eyes.

Goosebumps all over his body were caused by him for a while.

Struggling to push little Zach away, Allen said a little uncomfortable: "You are still a barbarian, why are you like a big girl? As for it, I came back intact."

Unexpectedly, little Zach replied: "I'm so worried. If you don't come back, so many people in the tribe are counting on me. How can I support them?"

"..."

Even De Niro, the elder of the dwarves, ran over, like a son seeing his long-lost father, and said with snot and tears: "Chief, you can be considered alive, worry about me Already." After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and hugged Allen's waist.

Allen kicked him away: "Don't think I don't know what you're worried about, I'm worried that I didn't teach you how to make wine, right?"

De Niro blushed a bit, and explained: "No, no, no, I'm mainly worried about your safety. Of course, it would be even better if you taught me how to make wine as soon as possible!"

Allen didn't bother to talk to him, and went straight to the old Zach who was looking at this side, and was about to rush over to report his safety.

Who knew that when he came to the front, before Allen could speak, the old Zach asked for no reason: "Do you think our tribe lacks a prophet?"

"What prophet?" Allen was puzzled.

Old Zach waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this, how did you get away?"

Allen then told the other party everything that happened after the old Zach left.

When old Zach heard that all the fighters after the end were in a hard fight, even though he knew the result, he couldn't help sweating for Alan and the others.

"That's it, Old Dove followed our original plan. Although it was a bit late, he still trapped all the warriors of the Lion Tribe into the sea of ​​flames. Let alone continue to chase and kill us, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to escape."

Old Zach sighed and said, "I didn't expect the elite fighters of the Lion tribe to end up in such a way of death. Even if they died in the hands of our tribe's fighters, it was a well-deserved death. It's a pity."

Allen was not so sentimental, but he still comforted: "The enemy is the enemy, and they came with the idea of ​​killing them all, so why not be worthless for them."

Old Zach nodded, agreeing with Allen's rhetoric, and after thinking about it, he reminded: "Their chief, Johnny the Great Axe, is not a purebred barbarian, so he shouldn't be so afraid of flames, and the guardian beast is a giant xenomorph. Gray Lion, it should be impossible to be buried in the flames, this is a difficult opponent, you have to be careful in the future." Seeing Alan's indifference, he said worriedly: "Even in my heyday, it would be difficult to deal with him. It's not that easy, so be careful in the future."

Seeing that old Zac was worried about himself, he still didn't forget to put gold on his face, Allen said with a smile: "If he is not dead, he is not dead. Next time we meet, he will not be so lucky."

Dina ran over and looked at her second young master charmingly.

Allen then gave the reader a big smile and said, "Next time I bring the Dragon Halberd, I'll beat that idiot Johnny to death."

He still has a certain degree of confidence in his own skills. At the beginning, whether it was physical strength or the fighting environment, he was far inferior to Johnny's advantage, and he didn't have anyone to take advantage of, otherwise he couldn't be so embarrassed.

Old Zack added: "It's not just the Lion Tribe, the Western Diocese has lost a dedicated magician for no reason, new and old hatred, certainly will not swallow this breath easily."

Allen didn't worry about having too much debt, so he spread his hands indifferently.

Who is afraid of whom, one day I will be full-fledged, and before they find me, I plan to find their bad luck first!

Old Zach didn't continue this topic, and asked again: "What do you plan to do next? There are so many tribesmen, can't we just stay like this?"

Allen thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Shall we set up the camp in the beast forest?"

Old Zac was obviously frightened by the other party's whimsical idea, and he waved his hands again and again and said, "That's not okay, you should know how dangerous the forest is, and there are so many fierce beasts, it's not something we can contend with with a few hundred people."

Allen shook his head and said: "Old chief, just listen to me. If my guess is correct, the large beasts in the beast forest inhabit the central area of ​​the forest, and we are only on the northern periphery. As long as the tribesmen It shouldn't be a big problem not to step into the depths of the forest easily. This time, the joint forces of the Lion Tribe and the Western Diocese have suffered a heavy blow. I believe they will make a comeback sooner or later. On the wasteland, except for the beast forest, wherever they go, they are considered the territory of the great chief , we have nowhere to settle down."

"Yeah, what you said is also right." Old Zach weighed the pros and cons, and finally said helplessly: "You are the chief, just listen to you, I don't have a good way, just do what you say .”

Allen nodded, turned around and prepared to arrange all the clansmen.

Old Zach looked at Alan's back and couldn't help but fell into worry. The leader of the wasteland, Chief Manstein, the Lion tribe, one of the four noble tribes, the Cardinal Archbishop of the Western Diocese, and Alan's old enemy Land Dragon Legion.

These four are not easy to mess with, and now the Bloodhoof Tribe has formed a death feud with them.

"Hey!" Old Zach sighed, walked to the acid-etching giant crow on his own, and began to subconsciously pluck its fur again.

At this time, in the bloodhoof camp that had become ruins, Johnny looked at more than 30 corpses of his own race in front of him with overwhelming hatred.

Several elite lion warriors who collected the corpses for their fellow clansmen also had sad faces.

More than 30 corpses, without exception, all of their skins were covered with cracks, and their eyes actually revealed a look of horror that was almost impossible to appear on the faces of barbarian warriors, and many of the corpses' hands were Grab your neck firmly.

Johnny straddled the "giant axe", looked up towards the direction of the beast forest, his face was full of unwillingness.

Now the human camp is basically crippled, and the warriors of our own tribe have lost soldiers and generals, with more than half of the casualties.

Even if I brought the rest of the warriors over there, I believe that those warriors from the Bloodhoof Tribe had already joined up with old Zack and the others. At that time, there were dozens of people in my area, and they were definitely not the opponents of the Bloodhoof Tribe, which still had at least [-] tribesmen.

"Take the corpses of the clansmen and return to the tribe!" After Johnny gave the order, he turned around and left the camp with the clansmen.

When passing by the human camp that was being repaired outside the camp, the warriors of the lion tribe looked at the humans with contempt.

These useless humans, not only did not play any role, but also got in the way. Seeing the camp was on fire, and the people of the same family were caught in the flames, no one came to help. If it were not for the chief Johnny who shuttled through the flames to rescue the people, their end might be the same It's the same as the gang of dead brothers.

A vindictive fighter who seemed to be a small boss suddenly ran over and stopped Johnny, raised his head and said, "Chief Johnny, where are you going?"

Johnny frowned secretly, and said in a low voice without any emotion: "Lead the people back to our homeland."

The vindictive warrior shook his head: "Yes, but you must gather the warriors of your tribe as soon as possible to hunt down the remnants of Bloodhoof. If you can't complete the task entrusted by Lord Lando, I believe we will have a hard time then, your side The Great Chief will not spare you lightly."

Johnny's blood-red eyes stared at the vindictive fighter without any expression. After a long while, he turned back and said to the fighters behind him: "Leave one alive and pass the message to the western parish. Kill all other humans."

All the elite fighters of the lion tribe put down the corpses of their companions on their shoulders, and rushed towards the human camp expressionlessly.

Johnny watched coldly the clansman killing the same few humans, and quietly sat astride the "giant axe", without any emotion on his face.

A moment later, an elite warrior from the lion tribe walked up to Johnny with a giant human shield in his hand.

"Go back and tell you Cardinal Lando, the lion and the blood hoof are irreconcilable, if he intervenes, who will come! Who will die!"

The Giant Shield Hand, who had been stupefied by fright, kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

(End of this chapter)