Lord Roar

Chapter 133
When Heldon was pushed in front of Allen by Babylon the Great, the latter was having dinner with several high-level tribesmen, and a few violent bear cubs next to him were screaming and rolling around the stone table where everyone was eating.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Haier? Are you an older brother or a younger brother?" Allen beckoned, beckoning Babylon to come and eat together, then stared at Haydn for a while, and then said, "No, is your name Hilton? No, Washington? Or Manhattan?"

Hayden replied respectfully: "Dear Chief Bloodhoof, my name is Haydn, and I have no other brothers. Haydn hereby expresses his greetings to you."

Allen was amazed. As a messenger, he is not surprised that he can understand some human etiquette. What is strange is that when this kid saw him last time, his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes. Why is he so respectful today? Could it be that Babylon beat him up just now?

Suspiciously glanced at Big Babylon, who had just taken off half of his armor, quickly put his armor on again, and asked stupidly, "What's wrong with the chief?"

The kid was afraid that Alan would take it out on him again.

Contrasted with Alan's doubts, although Heldon was calm on the surface at this time, his heart was like a violent storm, and he could not be calm for a long time.

After the initial surprise at the Bloodhoof Tribe wearing armor, Hayden had already calmed down, but he didn't expect that when he just walked into the Bloodhoof Tribe's camp, his original lack of imagination brain was completely inadequate again.

On the wasteland just now, the green giant who impressed me the most was sitting at the gate of the camp, and more than a dozen Bloodhoof tribesmen poured a large bucket on him like they didn't want money.

What is most lacking in the wilderness?One is food, and the other is healthy water.

In just a short while, the spilled water was enough for Haldon to drink for several months.

Even though they were not from the same tribe, Hayden still felt blood dripping from his heart. He looked at those tribesmen who were splashing water. If he hadn't considered that he was alone and weak, he would have gone up and stabbed those prodigal sons to death.

Perhaps because the water was splashing too slowly, the green giant pushed away a few Bloodhoof people who were splashing water, mumbling something in his mouth, and after a few seconds, five or six stone giants appeared out of thin air.

The water tank was changed this time, and the giant disliked the water tank being too slow.

Several stone giants raised water jars and began to pour water on the green giant.

Heldon secretly rejoiced that he didn't go up and stab the gang of prodigal sons to death, or he might be the one who died now, based on the green giant's inadvertent hand, he probably hadn't come to the front, and now his body was almost cold .

After trying not to think about the giant and those prodigal sons, he ran into a few dwarves feeding ten griffins.

No wonder the Western Diocese tried their best to kill the members of the Bloodhoof Tribe every day. They felt that the griffins they had raised for several years were all cheap to the Bloodhoof Tribe.

If the Bloodhoof Tribe develops in the future, I would really like to thank Lord Cardinal Lando.

Lord Lando is a good man, how much he has unconditionally contributed to the construction of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Not to mention the magic beast crystal nucleus, there are also magic props, the most important ones are food, clothing, supplies, steel materials and ten griffins.

It is estimated that Master Lando is not so kind to his own father.

Not far from the griffin, hundreds of transparent glass bottles were neatly placed there.

Haldon knew that kind of bottle, just now, those bottles fell from the sky, fell to the ground without a sound, and then began to explode, burn, and harvest life.

At this time several dwarves stood beside the bottle, whispering. .

Haldon was a little far away, and heard some fragments of words intermittently.

"The power is still not enough. Continue to concentrate. Didn't you see that there are still people alive? Next time, blow him up and kill him, so I was scolded by the boss..."

After finishing speaking, several dwarves pointed at Heldon.

Heldon was also a barbarian warrior who had experienced many battles, but he suddenly felt that the camp of the Bloodhoof tribe was very gloomy and cold, and everyone was full of deep malice towards him.

Until now, seeing the new chief of the Bloodhoof Tribe, Haldon had already set his posture as low as possible.

It's not because of how many beasts the Bloodhoof Tribe has, nor because of how powerful the green giant is, nor because of how well-equipped the Bloodhoof Tribe is.

But all of this, just because a naughty barbarian child inspired him.

Just now, a minor child from the Bloodhoof Tribe actually played tricks on himself and Fan Di when he saw their faces, even though the child was blown away by the Great Babylon in the end.

The way this brat played tricks on them was very simple. He made a water polo and smashed it on Fan Di's head.

The water balloon was not carried in a fur pocket, nor did it suddenly fall from the sky.

Instead, it was summoned. . .

A barbarian child summoned a water ball by chanting magic.

Hayden didn't care where the water polo hit, and he didn't even care if it killed someone.

What he cared about was that a barbarian child from the Bloodhoof tribe could use magic.

This is like the dwarf's use of strength to get on the giant, so he can't figure it out no matter how hard he thinks.

Reminiscent of a soldier from the Bloodhoof Tribe who used Dou Qi in the battle just now.

What he saw in front of him made him feel that his three views had completely collapsed.

The dwarves, who have always been frank with the barbarians, are now making equipment for them in the Bloodhoof tribe.

The unimaginably powerful green giant also seems to be serving in the Bloodhoof Tribe.

And those beastly cubs that any tribe could only dream of, can be found everywhere in the camp.

And it seems that the people of the Bloodhoof tribe seem to dislike them very much. One by one, the Bloodhoof tribe beat and kicked the cubs of the beasts with food to drive them away. The cubs grabbed the food in their hands.

The anxious cubs of the ferocious beasts lay on the ground and just screamed.

Halton's heart is bleeding, I rely on you. Mother, rely on you. Mother, if there are so many fierce beast cubs in the Great Chief tribe, don't let him. Mother say that they are hungry, they will be sold to their parents. , and can't treat these cubs in the slightest.

what is this?This is a battle guardian beast that can become an elite fighter in a few years, not a stray kitten or puppy, no, kittens and puppies are treated better than the cubs of these gangsters.

Not far away are two humans who are obviously aliens, divided into two camps, and seem to be teaching the children something.

One is holding a staff. Although it is sloppy, it is obvious that it is an old magician.

One is holding a huge sword, his whole body is full of fighting spirit, and he seems to be a fighting spirit warrior with a high rank.

In front of the sloppy magician, several children were chanting spells that he could not understand. A small water polo appeared for a while, and another child rose into the air for a while.

Heldon felt that he had gone to the wrong place. This should not be the camp of the barbarian tribe, but his mother's human mage guild. It was the first time he had seen so many mages gathered together, even though it was just a bunch of brats.

There was also the human vindictive warrior, several barbarian children in front of him, holding various weapons made of wood, gesticulating there.

The weapon is not strange, what is strange is that it is more or less shining with different colors of light.

The light is not strange, what is strange is that the meaning represented by those lights is fighting spirit.

What he saw and heard was the main reason why Heldon respected Allen so much.

Although Heldon is just a messenger, he understands what everything in front of him means to the [-] barbarian compatriots on the Great Wasteland.

Facing this enigmatic Chief Bloodhoof, standing in this camp full of miracles, he lowered his proud head.

For the first time, besides Great Chief Manstein, he treated another human being with such respect.

(End of this chapter)