Witch Monastery

When he clicked on the attribute column, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

Fifteen thousand!

Purifying the burrowing demon insect just now provided him with a total of 7,200 purification points!

Sure enough, this adventure was worth it, and I made a fortune this time!

He was delighted in his heart. You know, he only gave seven thousand five to purify Celine.

Of course, this does not mean that the burrowing demon worm is stronger than Celine. After all, the result of Celine's purification is that she retains all her power and follows Hawthorne from then on; while the burrowing demon worm was reduced to ashes and disappeared completely, so it gave so much.

As for today, it also took advantage of the terrain. In this cave, it was able to continuously create earthquakes and falling rocks, which made them so embarrassed. If they were outside, the danger they would face would be much smaller.

But no matter what, he was very happy to have made so much money in one go today.

However, this cave is not a place to stay for long. He guessed that An Nuo was about to get tired, so he let go of her arms, endured the pain of the burn, and struggled to get up: "Let's go quickly, it's not safe here. After killing this burrowing demon insect, who knows what other terrifying things are waiting for us behind..."

As he said this, Celine's voice came from a distance: "There is bad news, everyone."

"During the earthquake just now, the passage we came through has been blocked by concrete. It will probably take some time to clear it."

……

Outside the cave, the goats and orcs who stayed behind also felt the strong tremor, and then observed a small-scale landslide in the cave. They were confused for a while, not sure what happened inside, and whether their leaders were still alive.

The group of people were indecisive and hesitant. They discussed and even quarreled with each other, and finally they could only come up with a solution, which was to concentrate all the remaining magic power, heal a chimera until it was almost intact, and then let its trainer ride it to find the Archdruid Ilarod as soon as possible and ask him to make the decision.

The latter did not delay. After his Chimera recovered its strength, he immediately rode it and flew back all the way to the base camp of the Mountain Cleaners Alliance, hoping to meet the latter here.

However, the journey was indeed somewhat difficult. This was not only because they had already gone deep into the mountains, but also because even a slightly injured Chimera would have greatly reduced their physical strength - not to mention that they were creatures specialized in combat, not long-distance marches.

Therefore, he spent another day and two nights before finally returning to the temporary base camp of the Mountain Cleansers Alliance, the Mountain Worshipers tribe, on the morning of the third day.

And at this moment, at the gate of the Mountain Worshipers tribe.

"Tsk, this place is really hard to find..."

Two middle-aged male wizards, one tall and one short, both wearing black robes, round-brimmed pointed wizard hoods, and the Black Staff Tower symbol embroidered on their chests, appeared in the mountains.

"It does fit the rat-like habits of the mountain folks."

The short man snorted, as if he was dissatisfied with these mountain people. The tall man frowned slightly, then sighed: "Don't be like this, there should be scouts around here. If they hear us, it will be disadvantageous to the subsequent negotiations."

The short man snorted, then turned his head away without saying anything more. The two continued to move forward, and soon, the camp of the Mountain Riders tribe was in sight.

Two burly minotaurs were standing at the entrance of the camp. When they saw them coming, they immediately raised their giant axes and asked with alert faces: "Who are you?"

The tall wizard immediately said, "We are envoys from the Black Rod Tower, and we hope to have a talk with the top leaders of the Mountain Cleansers Alliance."

Instantly, the two cows glared with anger: "Black Rod Tower, it's the enemy! Give me - uh -"

Impulsive, they subconsciously charged forward based on the education they had received since childhood. However, they were fast, but the short wizard was even faster. The moment they raised their hands, his spell had already been completed: "Hold Person!"

hum-

In an instant, the two minotaurs were unable to move and stayed where they were, waiting to die. The tall wizard smiled bitterly, but said nothing more. He walked past the two minotaurs and shouted loudly to the camp: "I am the messenger from the Black Rod Tower. I came here to discuss with the members of the Mountain Purifier Alliance to purify the evil in the mountain.

The problem of demonic pollution!"

He used the power of magic, and the rumbling sound covered the camp for hundreds of meters. The entire tribe of Mountain Worshipers was alarmed, and they all ran outside, looking at the two people coming over with doubts, holding weapons, full of vigilance, but looking at the two minotaurs who were fixed at the door, they did not dare to act rashly.

The tall wizard smiled and thought that these guys still had some brains and would not just charge in just by relying on their numbers.

Otherwise, he would have to use the force field wall to teach these guys what a spellcaster was.

He waited slowly, but he didn't have to wait too long. In the distance, a figure wearing a colorful bird feather robe and holding a wooden cane came quickly. It was Ilarod. Behind him followed a minotaur with shiny black hair and a burly man. It was Torun and the young master of the bear tribe, Ruger Stoneskin.

But at this moment, the three were obviously led by Ilarod, who was the one negotiating with outsiders.

"I am the Archdruid of the Mountain Cleansers Alliance. You can call me Ilarod." He said, "Friends from the Black Staff Tower, if you have come here to destroy demons, then the Alliance will welcome you."

The tall wizard put on a polite smile, while the short wizard turned his face away unhappily, just like Toren and Ruger beside Ilarod, who loyally played their roles as "opposition".

However, it was not the time to draw swords yet, so neither Ilarod nor the tall Black Rod Tower messenger paid attention to the expressions of these people. They all had warm smiles on their faces, and the former invited the latter to have tea in the tent, and the latter readily agreed.

Along the way, the latter talked about the pollution and harm brought by the demons, and repeatedly reiterated the Black Rod Tower's determination to deal with these guys, which also made Ilarod feel relieved. The atmosphere between the two sides was extremely harmonious, as if they were not enemies, but close partners...

Chapter 272 The Distorted Truth

Inside the tent, Ilarod and the tall messenger from the Black Staff Tower sat on both sides of a round table, drinking tea and chatting, looking like they were having a very pleasant conversation.

They had been chatting for a long time, complimenting each other as if they were close friends, and they were just a step away from kneeling down and becoming sworn brothers.

The short messenger next to the tall messenger had a very unhappy expression. He thought the tall mage was wasting time, but if he spoke up, it would definitely be bad, so he had to suppress his dissatisfaction and just looked at the other side with disgust.

Not only him, but also Toren and Ruge next to Ilarod looked quite unhappy.

He hated the two messengers extremely, especially because they had just used magic to freeze his people, which he considered a provocation.

Moreover, he believed that Ilarod was in cahoots with the other party and was just trying to find a new reason to deceive them into temporarily letting go of their hatred...

The big black bull finally lost his temper and suddenly stood up and let out a long sigh: "I'm going to go out for a walk."

Ilarod looked at his back and smiled: "Well, go get some fresh air. Alas, this kind of dull and boring meeting is not suitable for young people..."

The Black Rod Tower messenger who came over also smiled, but he didn't know that this behavior made Toren even more disgusted. He walked a long way outside, took a long breath, relaxed his mind temporarily, and tried not to think about those things.

But then, he noticed a quarrel in the distance: "Let me go! I have something urgent to see the Archdruid!"

"No, the Archdruid is in a very important meeting, we can't let you go!"

……

Torun turned his head and saw a middle-aged, honest-looking orc who was about to rush over the fence and come over here. However, two minotaurs guarding the door were trying to stop him, holding the orc's arms with their big hands, and definitely not letting him in.

Behind the orc, a chimera with obvious scars on its body was panting, and three pairs of eyes were staring at one of the minotaurs.

Seeing that this situation was not right and that a fight might break out, Toren hurried forward and said, "What's going on? Let him go. I'm Toren. The Archdruid is in a meeting inside. You can talk to me if you have anything to say."

The two minotaurs quickly let go, so the orc rushed to Toren and said breathlessly: "Lord Toren, Madam Willow and Master Denchi are buried under the mountain!"

Toren's expression suddenly changed: "What's going on? Tell me slowly."

The orc panted and told the whole story in detail: "At that time, it was Madam Willow and the others who went into the cave to purify the pollution source. We were guarding outside to prevent anyone from disturbing us."

"At this time, a group of people suddenly came. They looked like people from Liber Port. There was also a mountain woman among them. She said she was the daughter of the Archdruid..."

Toren's movements froze for a moment: "And then? Did you believe it?"

The orc scratched his head and said, "Young Master Danqi didn't believe it, but later, Mistress Willow seemed to believe it. However, we all think this matter is unbelievable..."

Toren lowered his head, feeling extremely irritated, with an uncontrollable anger rising up. He took two deep breaths and suddenly asked, "Who are those five people? What do they look like?"

"Uh, yes..." The orc showed a look of careful consideration.

Expression, "Of the five people, the one who claimed to be the daughter of the Archdruid was a mountain dweller, and the other four were obviously from Libel Harbor, a magician in a blue robe, a young, very handsome Thane man, a tall nun, oh, and a paladin in full plate armor, who later said she was from the Black Rod Tower."

Young, handsome, and a Sayne!

Sure enough it was him!

Nigel Hawthorne!

Thinking of the Thayn who had taken his Nidalee away, Toren could hardly control his anger. He put a lot of effort into suppressing his emotions and said as if nothing had happened: "Okay, I understand. Continue to tell us what happened later. Don't be in a hurry. Make sure to explain every detail clearly."

The orc continued, "Then, suddenly a demon screamed in the cave, and our Chimera went crazy and flew up. Then they used spells to attack our Chimera, and we started fighting..."

He told her everything in detail, but of course, as a semi-illiterate man with little education who had spent most of his life studying how to tame chimeras, it was impossible for him to take into account all the details.

Toren's brows furrowed as he listened. He was also thinking and processing how to use this matter to push things in the direction he wanted...

"Let me ask you something." After the orc finished speaking, Toren suddenly spoke up and asked him, "Think carefully, it was your Chimera who went crazy first, and then he started to chant spells and cast spells."

"Or did they recite the spell first and prepare to cast the spell to attack, and just when his spell was completed, your Chimera went crazy?"

The orc was stunned, then scratched his head: "I... I can't say for sure, this..."

"It usually takes a long time to prepare a spell, especially a powerful one that can kill a strong chimera." Toren said, "Think about it carefully, how powerful is that spell? And how long did it take from the time the chimera went crazy to the time it was hit by the spell?"

The orc frowned and thought hard for a while, and finally muttered: "Then...it might be the latter."

He vaguely remembered that the spell was very powerful, and it almost instantly severely injured Barbari, the most powerful chimera in their tribe.

Toren nodded. "Yes, that is to say, these people from the Black Rod Tower who finally broke their disguise tried to deceive you from the beginning. When they failed, they took the initiative to attack you."

"It was not until the demons came and they could not protect themselves that they began to join forces with you to attack the demons at the call of Madam Willow, right?"

The orc was speechless, but the battlefield was in chaos at the time and his attention was all on his mad Chimera. How could he have the energy to pay attention to so many details?

He thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally murmured and nodded: "It seems... that's the case."

Torun stretched out his large hand like a palm leaf fan and patted him on the shoulder: "Then it is obvious that the subsequent landslides were all a conspiracy of the Sein people."

"They pretended to be here to destroy the demons and gained the trust of the Green Ivy Mistress. Then, after entering the cave, they suddenly attacked and killed them. They then disguised the murder scene as an earthquake and finally escaped!"

"This is their usual trick. The Gaoling tribe often deals with the Saiyin people, and I am very familiar with their style of doing things. The people of Libel Port hide in a sturdy iron box, far away from the natural wilderness, so they are physically weak and cannot beat us mountain people at all."

As he said this, a burly man walked out of the tent behind him. He was the bearman Ruger Stoneskin who couldn't stand the atmosphere of mutual flattery and came out to get some fresh air.

He heard the voice and walked over quickly. Toren turned his head and glanced at him. Without saying anything more, he continued to analyze with the orc: "In order to satisfy their despicable desires, they will use such despicable means to deceive and sneak attack our great mountain people!"

"We, the Gaoling Tribe, and the Shifu Tribe, have encountered this situation too many times. So, I am 99% sure that the truth is what I said above!"

He was talking fluently and eloquently. Just then, Ruger came over. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's true."

The orc was stunned and believed it 90% in his heart: "So that's it..."

"So." Toren nodded with satisfaction, "When you meet the Archdruid later, you know what to say, right?"

The orc immediately looked serious: "Understood, I will definitely expose the sinister intentions of the Sayin people in front of the Archdruid!"

Torunn almost wanted to laugh wildly, but he restrained himself. He then asked the orc to wait here for a while, and returned to the tent to inform Ilarod of the matter.

He must convince the Archdruid that they must destroy the Rockseeker camp before winter comes!

Chapter 273 Bathing Problems in the Cave

Toren returned to the tent through the side door, and then he found that the atmosphere in the tent was much colder than before. Ilarod and the tall Black Rod Tower messenger, who were just chatting and complimenting each other, now looked serious and stared at each other.

So Toren did not call him in a hurry, but listened patiently at the door for a while, then he frowned and realized that the Black Rod Tower had put forward a condition that they absolutely could not accept.

They let the mountain cleaners

The Alliance will provide high-quality live cattle and sheep as food, and then the troops of the Black Rod Tower will go deep into the mountains to eliminate the evil demons.

At the same time, they very reluctantly rejected the reasonable request of the Mountain Cleaners Alliance to abolish the Rock Seekers Town and return the mountains completely to the mountain people.

Hearing this, Toren sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, these hypocritical guys can talk about big principles very well, but once they are really asked to pay something, their true, greedy faces will immediately show.

If we give you all the cattle and sheep, what will we eat?

Oh, negotiations are no longer possible. Then the only option left is fighting.

He thought so, and then he gently waved his hand, signaling Ilarod to come out. The latter understood, so he stood up and left for the time being, leaving the two messengers in the room to drink tea, while he went outside to talk with Torun.

Then, he also saw the Chimera trainer from the Owlbeast Tribe.

After meeting the Archdruid, the beast tamer immediately began to tell his story, of course, it was re-explained by Toren. After listening to his entire story, Ilarod couldn't help but be shocked: "There is such a thing?!"

"Yes, that's right." Toren nodded sadly. "I didn't believe it at first, but it's obvious that they took advantage of the Green Vine Tribe entering the cave to purify the pollution to launch a sneak attack. They not only wanted to destroy us, but also wanted to take the credit for purifying the pollution for themselves!"

"Sir Archdruid, don't hesitate any longer. The people of Libel Port cannot be trusted. We must first ensure that we have no worries, and then we can deal with the external enemies!"

"Besides, the Mountain Riders tribe is not very well-off this winter, right?"

As he said this, he involuntarily exposed the real dilemma facing his tribe. Ilarod frowned and hesitated. He weighed the current situation of his tribe, the conditions of the Black Staff Tower, and the sudden situation encountered by the Owlbeast Tribe, and his mood was struggling and tangled...

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled.

Toren and Ilarod's faces changed drastically. Although the tremor soon stopped, this sudden abnormality became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Thinking of the earth dragon's increasingly worse situation, the Archdruid finally made up his mind.

That's too late……

Forget it. Since losing control is inevitable, I might as well squeeze out the last bit of her value in exchange for the firm support of the Gaoling Tribe and the Shifu Tribe.

It is better to gain some political resources in return than to lose them in vain.

……

In the cave.

"call……"

Facing the road blocked by stones, Hawthorne released another magic explosion, breaking the edge of a stone into pieces. He then stretched out his fingers, rubbed his temples, and let out a long breath.