Chapter 271 270 gives! Take this Psychic Tomahawk and embrace the war!

Chapter 271 270 Give! Take this psychic battle axe and embrace the glory of battle.

(Additional support for brother “Huo Zheng is fine” [20/20])
The small players had suffered heavy casualties in the raid against the Wolfsbane Clan, but they had entered the resurrection countdown the moment they died.

Murphy had arranged it according to this time when he made the decapitation plan.

As explained in the previous online update announcement, the preparation for the testing of the second team copy, Duel in the Andromeda Hills, had also been put on the agenda.

Dog planner Murphy adhered to the principle of main focusing on realism and arranged for the players who were about to step into the second copy to have a pretty cool leader battle and a very scorching copy of the small monster arrangement.

The bottom bosses are all ready to go.

The jackal warlord named Kenpot Bitebone has been written into Murphy’s script, and no matter how it goes, it must die at the hands of the young players to enhance the sense of immersion in the plot.

Of course, as a humanoid monster, its drop is bound to be much more generous.

This time Murphy also played a “fancy job”.

Taking advantage of the time when the small players are waiting for resurrection, he opened a post on the forums in the name of Alpha, and released some of the real materials of the second team book obtained from his senior agent “Pangolin Armor”, as well as a CG scene!

It was a scouting report on the Jackal camp from Reyvno’s point of view, but the immersive feeling of being there and in the end of the scene still made the party cry out.

However, veteran players who have actually raided the group have already begun to gnash their teeth in pain.

Board loaded happy stick: [just look at this CG in the density of monsters in my scalp numb, this dog day planning group seems to have not learned the lessons of the last blood vulture corridor!

They’ve definitely come up with that so-called ‘Heroic Epic’ team design again this time. Last time, three of us survived, and this time I think it might be similar.

Precipice Ox is not afraid of difficulties: [Brother Stick, we’ve already received two group quests from Lady Adele and Lord Maxim in the Blood Vulture Cloisters.

Both are shareable.

Lady Adele asked us to burn down a few key buildings in the Jackal barracks, while Maxim wanted us to bring back the heads of ten Silver ranked Jackal commanders.

The other bad news is that the reward for this group quest is still the opening of the chest oooh meow brother are crying, I just saw it with my own eyes, thirty-something year old sociopaths crying like a child of a few hundred pounds].

Seemingly Tiger Can Edgewood: [I also have a group quest on my side issued by Lord Kudel, who asks us to bring back Warlord Kenport’s emblem.

However, the reward over here is not the opening of a chest, but a skill handbook and the right to pick from Lord Kudel’s weapon collection, but I can only share this quest with vampire players…]]

King Woo Meow: [It’s fine, I received a similar group quest from President Natalie, the rewards are the same, I can only share this quest to players of the Church of Avalon faction.

It looks like it’s a camp quest, and you were the one who was spreading rumors about me just now, weren’t you? Niu Niu, you’re really misbehaving as a stinky student! I’ll ask a group of gays to block you some day!]

Live a full life: [What about those of us who haven’t joined the camp? Wouldn’t we be missing a reward for nothing?

Shoveler Strike: [You what eyes ah, administrative courtyard door are posted, Baroness Miriam also released a similar reward task.

Don’t be afraid, all have a share.

Broken Knife Master: [Crap! How is it that even us manufacturing players have a group quest? Professor Malcolm is asking us to go to the Jackal camp to collect the Jackal’s forging tools and materials, as well as to study the forging methods of their weapons, isn’t this forcing the manufacturing industry to go into battle as well?]]

Kakitonitai: [Brother! You’re a player! Choosing the manufacturing and administrative professions doesn’t change your identity as a player, the combat aspect can be less but not less, right?
Moreover, you can bring guards to the battlefield, which is much more enjoyable than our combat professions.

We can fight monsters with our flesh.

Mr. Ziwei: [Cut the crap! If you guys don’t want to go, I will, give me a helmet now and I’ll fight those jackals to the end!

That said, this is about to be a war, doesn’t anyone have a fortune teller in me?

Maybe I can tell your fortune, such as which direction the valuable treasure is in, etc.]

Claws of Frostbite: [Everyone, I have a very strange quest for you to look at.]]

Tooth, who was not good at conversation, directly posted the hidden quest he received from Ms. Dorothy, which was quite odd.

It was called “Find the Pangolin!”

And the content of the mission was even more explosive, according to Lady Dorothy, the leader of the Blood Rat Gang, a “newcomer” in the intelligence system under Lady Adele’s command, as early as before the start of the war against the Jackals, Lord Murphy had secretly dispatched a high-ranking agent code-named “Pangolin” to infiltrate the Jackal army. to infiltrate the Jackals’ camp.

Now that the duel is about to start, Ms. Dorothy’s Blood Rats have been given an important mission to find the Pangolin in the midst of the chaos and help it complete its last mission.

Borderlands Prodigal: [‘Pangolin’? Is that the Pangolin I’m thinking of? This code name is actually a whole job, right? Is this development team’s egg-laying so simple and brutal?

Woo Meow King: [This is localization done well, I guess it’s a translation problem, this game actually has quite a lot of eggs, for example, you can see a strange wooden sculpture in Lord Murphy’s office.

It’s said to be a vampire friend that Lord Murphy knew in his early years, but the guy has a red eye patch and a pair of demon wings and carries twin swords in his hands.

That’s obviously a tribute to my egg brother.]

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex Car Car: [Right, right, right! When you go to Mrs. Tris to learn psychic powers, if the topic of the otherworldly realm comes up, there’s a good chance that Mrs. Tris will tell you a little story about a friend of hers who summoned otherworldly creatures when she was young and ended up being eaten by a fire demon she summoned herself.

The most screwed up thing is that the name of that man-eating fire demon was called Salas of the Burning].

Deadly Orchid Flower: [What’s that to you? I heard a farmer brag about killing several witch hunters with a grass rake when I was wandering around the campground earlier, and about how witch hunters would fall to their deaths if they jumped from a high place].

Touch Your Poor: [There’s a dirty horn hanging in the Adventurer’s Guild tent, ask President Natalie and she’ll tell you it’s called the ‘Abyssal Horn’.

It was captured by the White Oak Warband when they were previously exterminating a necromancer named Sandru on an island on the Misty Coast].

Reed Name Female Sword Saint: [I know one too! I know one too!

When I go to Sister Marianne for gun repair, I always hear her recite that the Halfling gunsmiths have a grand plan to build a psychic gun that can blast through the earth.

And the codename of that awesome gun-making plan was called ‘BFG9000’!]

Lumina Yangshen: [Arden’s Spear! It’s said to be the nickname given by a certain Dwarf general to the Sangha people’s legendary sunship during the Fourth Black Plague]]

Pomegranate Sister, pulling backward: [Then I’ll say one, did you notice Maxim’s last name? His last name is ‘Vlad’oh~.
And his ambition is to become an awesome vampire.

I noticed that Maxim really likes to pierce his enemies when he uses his war spear weapon].

Dirtbike Izumi: [Miss Miriam, when she was still at the survivor camp at the time, gave me a chat about how at some time in Transylvania’s past, the natives would refer to Salokdar in awe as ‘Dragoon’, and that Earl of the White Hills of the Thorn Clan would occasionally recite the ‘Daywalker ‘ legend.

In addition, I read from a few storybooks I don’t know where, that the border defense of the ancient kingdom of Kalem in the East is called the Miles of Dragon Ridge, while their emperor is called the Dragon Emperor, their capital is called the Heavenly Capital, and their belief is the mysterious Star Realm Dragon – Ao].

Claws of Frost Teeth: [Wait! These aren’t the eggs we were talking about in the first place, right? Who the hell is this quest wearer of mine?]

Lumina Sunstrike: [Don’t be afraid, Toothclaw, come with us when the time comes, we know who the mountain-piercing armor is, and hey, there’ll be plenty of storylines about it after that]]

King Woo Meow: [!!!! Sure enough, it’s you guys! The last announcement said there would be a mysterious force making an appearance, so that’s the work you guys put together, right?

I’m not the one who said that!

How can you guys still eat alone?

Lumina Yang Scar: [This kind of hidden quest is of course to each his own, ooh meow brother, you’re not making any sense, this is a side quest that we’ve worked so hard to dig up, why should we share it with you?

Don’t you have a few hidden quests at hand that you’re also hiding?

Board loaded happy stick: [quarrel hair ah! If you want to argue, pull a group together, we’re discussing tactics here, so be serious! This time can not be like the last time a swarm of people flocked up and then destroyed, this time there is no NPC assistance, a real hundred people group book difficulty can be imagined!

I’m going to take care of this!

Lead Dove: [Dim Sum? Where are the snacks?

(‘Big Pigeon’ has been banned for thirty minutes by the administrator, ‘Boarding Happy Stick’.)
Banning Stick: [Look at the banning stick in my hand! Tell me who else? We’ll be resurrected the day after tomorrow, so we won’t have much time to discuss, so we must make a tactic out of these two days!

This regiment is so big, we have to split up, who’s in charge of which area must be well coordinated, I know we’re all in it for the ease and joy. But since we are playing a game, let’s play it well!
Now let’s start formally discussing tactics, starting with task assignments.]
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“Achoo!”

Hogg sneezed viciously, the skinny jackal in a trance feeling as if he was being watched by something terrible.

It looked around warily and didn’t notice any other jackals other than its own Bloodclaw clan, which reassured it a bit.

Thanks to the fact that it had been transferred to the Elite Region by Ken Potter earlier, it did not have to follow those Jackal vanguards as they crossed the Cadman River to attack the Scarlet Fortress.

But this does not mean that Hogg can avoid his “duty” in this battle.

He knows his own identity.

On the side of the jackals, he was a small, unnoticed clan leader sent to patrol the outskirts of the camp, but on the side of the Scarlet Fort, he was a “hidden vanguard” sent by the Governor of Transylvania!
As soon as he did this last job, he would get everything he had been promised, and although he didn’t know if the vampire would fulfill his promise, Hogg tried not to think about it.

He knew that once Kenpott gained power, things would only get harder and harder for his own “bastard”.

“If you’ll be nice to us Transylvanian jackals . Stupid! Even just a little bit better.”

In his filthy shack, Hogg squeezed a chisel and cursed through clenched teeth:
“But you send us as cannon fodder lower than dirt to be consumed indiscriminately… Even if we defeat the Scarlet Fortress, so what? At most, we’ll get a piece of meat, and then we’ll be sent by you to the Cato region to fight for our lives against the Wolfsbane Vampires again.

We’re all going to die anyway, do you really think we don’t dare to do any resistance at all?”

This skinny fellow cursed while emptying a wooden pole in its hand by a hair, then it looked around and fished out a blood-colored crystal from its own personal pocket.

This thing was particularly delicate.

One could even see the spiritual energy symbols floating like water in it, which was given to it by Lord Murphy himself before it left Scarlet Fortress.

Hogg wasn’t a psychic, it couldn’t understand the complicated theories, but it knew that this thing could bring about the end of Kenport.

Doomsday in the true sense of the word.

“Heh heh heh.”

Hogg let out the oddly harsh and treacherous laugh characteristic of jackals, and shoved the crystal into the wooden pole he had hollowed out, securing it firmly before attaching the pole to the double-bladed axe at hand.

This clan style axe was the one it had asked for from Kenport’s quartermaster, the quality of which was a bit better than that of the weapons used by ordinary jackals, and there was also a strange sun pattern on the surface of the axe, and it was not known which one of the idle guys had gotten it on.

“Chief! Nash is here.”

A Bloodclaw Barbarian soldier shouted in a jar in front of Hogg’s shack, and Hogg nodded and said:
“Send it over here, I have something to say to it.”

“Ow.”

The barbarian answered, striding away with his yoke on his back.

They, the clan members, were handpicked by Hogg, few in number but resourceful, and by constantly stealing jerky and food from the camp’s munitions ground, they had made life quite bearable for Hogg’s Bloodclaw clan for a while.

For the jackals, as long as they are fed, then loyalty is natural, and a chief who can keep everyone fed is a qualified and good chief!
If there were a few more females to accompany them, it would be even more perfect.

“Hogg, I’m coming.”

Jackal Nash came striding in triumphantly, it had taken over Hogg’s previous clan this would be a springtime, walking with the wind.

Unlike the skinny Hogg, Nash was a standard jackal savage soldier, rough enough and fierce enough to quickly blend in with the group of lapdogs under Kenport’s command.

He was even quite highly regarded.

It had barely initiated contact with Hogg in the past few days, and the implications of that were self-evident.

“Nah, here’s a good axe I begged from the quartermaster, a very powerful weapon. I hear you’ve been assigned to stand guard and patrol the High King’s camp.

That’s a good errand!

This axe you carry will surely make the other jackals fear you more.”

Hogg handed Nash the large double-bladed axe that was taller than his man, and while it wasn’t the jackals’ favorite yoke, it was certainly formidable enough that Nash took it with great joy.

Hogg hemmed and hawed and said to it:
“It’s good to see you’re well regarded by the High King of Kenport, don’t forget us old buddies when you’ve made your mark. Speaking of which, Nash, I’ve never asked you, do you have any plans for the future?”

“Huh?”

This thing called the future was always a rarity for jackals.

They were accustomed to living through today before thinking about tomorrow, and at this time, when asked by Hogg suddenly, Nash was a bit bewildered, and then replied:

“Of course it’s to follow Great King Kenpot and dedicate everything to the cause of the Jackals conquering the continent! I heard that the Great King is going to go to the Cato region to rob afterward.

Don’t worry, Hoggle.”

Nash patted Hogg’s shoulder with a big grin and said like a boss comforting his little brother:

“I remember your favor of saving me from the gladiator ring, I will definitely take care of you.”

“That’s good.”

Hogg sighed and said in an envious tone:
“If only I were as strong as you, alas, I will rely on you from now on, brother take your battle axe, obey the orders of the Great King of Kenport, and go embrace the glory of battle.

We old brothers will bless you.”

“Thanks.”

Nash laughed and unceremoniously turned away with his axe in hand, and next to him, a few of the jackal savages who had escaped from the Scarlet Fortress with it spat disdainfully on the ground.

Obviously, Nash’s villainous look annoyed everyone.

But Hogg didn’t.

Not only did it not show its disgust, but a touch of relief emerged in its eyes.

To be reasonable, if this Nash really remembered old feelings a little bit, it still couldn’t be cruel to this heart.

“You, that’s you, come here!”

Hogg walked back to his den.

On the way, he met a jackal who was as small as he was and was feeding the hyena, and he suddenly felt that the small man was agreeable and called to him to come over.

It looked the little jackal up and down and asked:
“What is your name?”

“Ah, Chief, I call I call Little Bones.”

The small jackal had a pair of eyes as cunning as Hogg’s, and his eyes rolled one way or another as he answered, presumably searching for a few words of ass-kissing.

“No, your name is not Little Bones!”

Hogg patted the little man on the shoulder as it followed the gesture of when Lord Murphy had given it a new name, his tone too mild to be that of a jackal.

It whispered:

“From today on, your name will be Nash remember?”

Ps:

To “Huo whole quite good” brother’s 20 chapters plus more to send, currently owed 25 chapters plus more, either at the end of this month, or the beginning of next month, will be in time to catch up, in short, thank you for the love of the brothers ~ Finally, as usual, ask for a monthly vote, love you ~
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