Warhammer

He was sweating all over, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Al was breathing heavily, his heart beating fast.

"Sacrifice... Sacrifice..."

He swallowed, ignored the doubts of the awakened goat girl and the centaur girl, climbed up tremblingly, opened the tent and rushed out.

The tribe is still bustling with activity, and everyone is doing their best to perform their duties, because the beastmen understand that here, if they don't unite and gain a firm foundation quickly, the result may be that no one will survive.

Al ran and stumbled all the way, and all the beastmen he met along the way bowed their heads to him to show their submission, even though the Beast King looked a little strange today.

He examined all the people he met along the way with the same eyes as a wild beast selecting its prey or a butcher choosing the parts to be slaughtered, judging their efficiency and possibility as sacrifices.

He ran all the way to the fence where the river trolls were imprisoned. He stood outside the fence, and the stench in the air did not move him at all.

"Troll, troll."

Al's mouth curled up into a difficult, bitter grin.

"Kill them all!"

"Call the troops! Now!"

"All males go hunting!"

The two Centaurs stayed where they were and stared at each other, wondering what the Chosen One was planning.

More importantly, Alina had already caught up and it was obvious that she wasn't going to obey orders, so the Centaurs didn't follow Al's instructions.

For the K Party, the ability to fight is the most important factor. Otherwise, even if the Blood Mother appears and says that Al is her biological son after ten months of pregnancy, they may not surrender wholeheartedly.

The centaur girl picked up El by the waist, held him in her arms and walked to the other side, while the goat girl followed closely behind.

"Aren't you planning to use trolls as your army?"

The centaur girl straightened the sweat-stuck hair on the boy's forehead and asked in confusion, "Have you changed your plans?"

"no no....."

El held the horse girl's head and cried with her face close to hers.

The four levels of hell - red, blue, green and purple - flickered and appeared before Ai'er's eyes, along with the three-eyed king who commanded countless Chaos legions and was about to crush all the worlds and bring an end to all the worlds.

"We are too weak, too small."

El murmured in the horse girl's ear with a hoarse voice and a crying tone.

The centaur girl patted his back gently and carried him towards the river.

Chapter 39: The Sheep Girl's Attack

The coldest river water in the morning calmed Al's consciousness back to normal. He was no longer as nervous as when he woke up, and the energy that was taken away by the nightmare gradually returned to him.

“We have to move faster.”

El rode on Alina's back and said to the horse girl, or to himself:

"We have to hurry up! If we want to win, to win the final battle, we have to add 100 people today and 200 people tomorrow."

"Before they see me, I have to be quick, quick..."

"What did the Blood Mother let you see?" Alina asked puzzledly.

The blood mother moistened.

The four of them ran away together, leaving me behind.

But now Al's mind had no room for these messy thoughts. Even if he relaxed a little, he was still in a tense state.

The centaur girl felt sorry for Al's condition and consoled him, "Don't be so nervous. Relax a little. Do you still want to play the game we played at Qingquan? We'll find a place where there's no one."

"Absolutely, absolutely cannot lose!"

Al answered the question irrelevantly, speaking firmly through gritted teeth.

"Whether it's for myself, for you, for the world or for something else, I must never lose!"

"Can't fail!"

"All right!"

This was a rare occasion when the centaur spoke to El in a strong tone.

"You are too sensitive now..." She remembered the boy hugging her with tears in his eyes, and her heart, which had hardened a little just now, softened again.

"I've prepared a small gift for you. Don't worry about the tribe today. Everything will be taken care of."

The centaur girl made up her mind and, despite Al's objections, she carried him towards the tent after he had taken a bath.

The river troll leader that Al had ordered to go free also came back. Surprisingly, he was followed by three smaller river troll compatriots.

They walked straight into the camp and circled the tribe. The three stupid and slow-moving river trolls belatedly became alert to the beastmen around them. However, with the suppression of the leader and the beastmen not making any extreme moves, they were able to maintain peace.

Alina sent people to lead the four-headed river trolls to the fence, brought them in, and mixed them with their previous fellow tribesmen. At the same time, she asked people to prepare fresh meat and feed the trolls some food, so that they could eat something good and the probability of causing trouble would be reduced a lot.

None of this has anything to do with Al for now. He doesn’t even have time to look at a map.

The one with a tall figure stands out among all the Aries women, and has a beautiful face, with the quietness and beauty of a young girl and the gentleness of a wife. When her love is at its peak, she will show her charming and amorous charm, and at the same time has the maternal luster of a breastfeeding young woman.

She is beautiful and possesses the temperament and demeanor of a girl, a wife, and a mother.

Al admitted that he had always had some improper thoughts about the sheep mother, but it was just a thought.

Today, however, it looks like that idea will come to fruition.

The Sheep Girl was wearing only a robe and standing in the middle of the tent, seemingly waiting for something.

The centaur girl brought El back and gently placed him in front of the sheep girl.

Al, whose growth has accelerated, can now reach the sheep girl's smooth collarbone and kiss her lips by raising his head.

"Ali...Mom, what is this?"

El looked at the Centaur girl nervously and in disbelief.

"I told you that this little gift for you will stay here today." The Centaur girl said seriously.

"I!"

Al was speechless.

"I don't need to and I.....I can't be like this all day okay?"

"Then rest. You really need it."

"Kewei, why with her? I, I don't even know her name!"

Al looked at the sheep girl. Two blushes appeared on her pretty face, making her look particularly charming, like a shy wife.

"Do you want to be with your mother? I can, but you are too young now and... I have an agreement with Blood Mother that I must fulfill my duties as a mother first."

The centaur girl was a little distressed.

"If it is a mother's duty to help her son vent his emotions..."

"Stop! I said stop!"

The topic was sliding further and further into an unspeakable abyss, and Al hastily interrupted the centaur's lurid words.

"My name is Elune, Elune."

The Sheep Girl spoke in a low voice, her voice was very light and clear, as if she was really a young lady.

She walked forward, hugged El from behind, pressed against El's body, and used her body temperature to soften the boy's stiff limbs.

The robe slid silently to the ground.

Alina closed the tent and helped the sheep girl lay Al down on the ground. She then lay down on the side and watched the developments with interest.

"I like you."

She said this to Al, who slumped down on the blanket, letting the goat girl guard him.

"Your eyes..."

She kissed Al's eyes, then kissed his cheeks, and then aimed at the boy's lips.

"Your taste..."

A slippery, fragrant and soft little tongue broke through the ineffective defense of the teeth, entangled with Al's tongue and sucked it, as if trying to take back what was taken away from it when it passed by here.

The two tongues entangled for a long time, and after completing a continuous exchange of saliva, the sheep girl relaxed and retracted her tongue.

When the little thing left, Al felt a little reluctant.

The centaur girl's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her breathing became heavier.

The Aries girl lowered her target to his lower cheek, earlobes, neck, and throat, kissing them one after another.

The tingling sensation paralyzed Al's entire body from top to bottom. He wanted to stop, wanted to resist, but he couldn't muster any strength from head to toe.

The goat girl then placed the attack in the same spot where she had been sucked many times by Al before.

If the previous kiss was still within the scope, then this action was beyond what Al and the woman had experienced. An indescribable, unprecedented feeling rushed to his head like an electric shock, as if it wanted to drill out from the top of his head and then drill back.

After a while, the sheep girl took the initiative and kissed the boy on the lips. She looked into his eyes and slid down, across his chest, belly button, and lower abdomen.

......

"what!"

Al couldn't help but scream.

“Enough, enough! Enough…”

Al was trembling and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The blood supply to the brain seems to be flowing in one direction.

......

"My name is Elune."

The goat girl sat like a duck, her long legs spread apart beside Al's legs, as frankly naked as the boy.

Her eyes were clear, as a thin layer of mist had been cast over them due to her previous experiences, and her eyes were rippling with autumn light in the spring.

"From now on I belong to you..."

She leaned over, pressed against Al's face, and gently nibbled and sucked the boy's earlobes and ears.

"If you're willing..."

"You can also call me..."

"Mother."

Al's last line of defense collapsed.

Lore!

Chapter 40: Afterwards

Al carefully lifted the centaur girl's arms and gently got out of her arms.

He avoided the sheep girl's body, picked up a robe from the ground and put it on, then sat on the blanket in a daze.

Thinking of the debauchery that had happened before, Al's body trembled slightly. The Sheep Mother was like a ball of tender fire, tolerant and accepting all his demands and desires, making him happy in a awkward but proactive way, and gradually melting the boy's defenses in the process.

She showed herself to Al without reservation, and received unreserved rewards from Al in the form of several pleasures.

The shy but determined goat mother made El experience for the first time what it was like to have great pleasure between a man and a woman. Later, the centaur girl couldn't help but join in. She held El in her arms and played with him in this way and that. With the help of the goat mother, she let the boy complete his first release through the centaur girl.

In the end, he lay in the arms of Ma Niang, with the other half of his body in the arms of Yang Ma, and fell asleep tiredly.

......

Entering the time of reason:

The biggest problem facing the development of the tribe is still the population problem. It is not like in the game where you can have a full population in one city.

Take the taming of river trolls as the first step in establishing a monster army. It seems that these guys can regenerate infinitely. Gastric juice is a very precious material, right?

If possible, perhaps we could treat this as a specialty and develop trade with civilized societies;