392.Chapter 390 389 Adele’s Family Reunion Time

Chapter 390 389. Adele’s Family Reunion Time
Blood Claw Chief Hogg adults this trip “scouting” harvest full, not only figured out the specifics of the plague town in the filthy swamp, to get the enemy information to help Murphy will be the next group of this “design and development” on the agenda.

Even rely on the bold face thick to himself also got a very generous harvest.

Although all ten Command Sectional Staffs are poisoned by the Crippled Claw, the current situation isn’t particularly bad considering that the madman only needs the Vampire Heart to help Hogg detoxify the poison.

On the one hand, although the vampire blood vulture could not possibly be the drug that Hogg used to “save himself”, but isn’t there still a lot of wolfsbane pups in the Cato region adjacent to the smuggler’s woodland?

With a little bit of luck, you can do it all in one day and even make a round trip.

Secondly, the Hogg Chief, who already knows how to “trade” with players, doesn’t even need to take care of this matter himself.

Near midnight, Hogg with his lieutenant and barbarians quite smooth, with more than 1,000 elite skeleton army vast to “clean street tiger” posture back to the smuggler’s woodland of the big beast den, just met its “dog head master” in front of the beast with A bunch of stupid little jackals playing a game in front of the den.

Hogg shouted with considerable joy:

“Little Reed Name! This way! I have something good for you all.”

“Huh?”

Vikina, who had come to the smuggler’s woodland to “inspect the work”, froze for a moment, then grabbed a handful of candies and tossed them to the little jackals circling around her, leaving them to their own devices while she flapped her wings and approached Hogg and his mighty wolf.

Little Vikrama wasn’t the only one who liked to play with the little jackalopes, many little players would have a strange fondness for these ungrown pups.

It’s not that these guys have the tendency of “Fury Control”, it’s mainly because the furry and big eyes of the young jackals, together with their wild faces that have not yet grown into fierce postures, they look like a walking stuffed animal.

But the jackals watched their pups very closely.

They are not likely to allow small players to get close to their children, and there have been many bad scenes of small players who wanted to feed their children and were driven away and beaten by the vicious female jackals.

At this stage, the level of the small players wandering in the smuggler’s woodland were not too high, and the fact that people’s behavior of protecting their pups was motivated by motherhood made it so that even if the small players were beaten, they could only curse their bad luck.

After all, they had all received nine years of compulsory education, beating up someone’s mother in front of their children was something that animals didn’t do, but the small players really couldn’t do it.

But the Little Reed Name gang was an exception.

Because they helped establish the Blood Claw Clan, Hogg gave them the power to move freely in all of the clan’s territories.

Other players who wanted to get the hunting horn that could summon nearby jackal warriors to assist in battle would still need to slog through quests to brush up on their reputation, but the members of the Pride of the Silver Moon group now had one in their hands.

It was one that Hogg had privately gifted to them in his capacity as a chief.

And that was just the superficial gain.

The hidden gain was that when the Bloodclaw Clan was officially established, the reputation of these female players in the Jackal Clan was already set at “Worship”.

As long as Hogg is still the chief, the Smuggler’s Woods will be the equivalent of the Pride of the Silver Moon’s “player stronghold”, and they can even advise Hogg on the direction of the clan’s development and participate in the management of the Bloodclaw Clan, but for now, the girls do not intend to do so.

However, the girls are not planning to do so at the moment. They are small in number, so they can’t set aside a special person to assist Hogg in the management of the clan like the other teams do, but at most, they can only give advice to the chief.

Their “privileges” in the Blood Claw Clan have even been recognized by the game development team.

For example, in the registration information of Scarlet Fort’s administrative office, the Blood Claw Clan does not exist as an independent force, and this group of jackals is labeled as “Warrior’s Squire”, to be more specific, their “spokespersons” in Scarlet Fort are the several players from the Silver Moon’s Pride Group. The “spokesmen” for them in the Scarlet Fortress are a few players from the Pride of the Silver Moon.

This is the same as from the plot point of view of the blood claw clan and the girls in depth tied together, after the plot progress but there are jackal clan debut in the link, will not be missing the silver moon regiment of the figure.

Of course, taking into account the scale of the problem, the flourishing blood claw clan can not yet play a special role in promoting the grand plot of Transylvania, can give the Silver Moon Regiment feedback income is also quite effective, but forgive me, personally support a plot power can get the potential income still let other teams feel red in the eyes.

Players could see that as the power of the Scarlet Fortress expanded further throughout Transylvania, the Blood Claw Clan would inevitably continue to expand along with that expansion.

As long as they existed for a long enough time, then they would be able to bring a steady stream of subsequent gains to the Pride of the Silver Moon Regiment.

This was equivalent to raising a hen that laid golden eggs.

The success of the girl group had also inspired other player teams, and at least the student parties were now starting to look for individuals like Hogg in the Cato region.

Happy Stick’s team also has an advantage in this regard, because Happy Stick has just obtained the “blood descendant” Merillia Corando is apparently also a similar “plot character”, Stick guessed that as long as Merillia’s plot continues to advance, he and his team in the future may be able to As long as Merillia’s storyline continues to progress, he and his team may be able to start a mission to rebuild the Grey Claw faction in the future.

At that time, they can have their own plot power just like the Silver Moon Pride Corps.

The profit or not is another story, but you’ll have something to brag about on the forums, won’t you?
In other games, you have to actively lick NPCs, but in this game, you have to train the NPCs first and then lick them. I don’t think I’m looking forward to it anymore.

“What in the world is this good stuff? Mysterious.”

Little Vikrama flew over and dropped a piece of candy into her mouth, then saw Hogg take out the spirit energy bag it was carrying and open it in front of Little Vikrama.

The entire ten Command Sectional Staffs, as well as over thirty uncontrolled ones and an equal number of inferior ones, converged to form a psychic energy glow that made the little dwarf’s eyes widen.

She was a veteran in the small playhouse having seen a lot of the market, and these things in front of her knew just by looking at them that they were definitely not ordinary.

She skimmed another glance at the knuckleduster hanging from Hogg’s waist that could command an army of more than two hundred skeletons, and finally looked towards the more than one thousand elite skeleton army in formation that was advancing in an orderly manner at the back of the forest floor.

Little Reed Name instantly understood, and she hung in the air and tapped Hogg’s shoulder, saying with a big grin:
“Yo, you’re running off to get goods! Are all these things ready to be sold to us?”

“It’s not selling, it’s giving it away!”

A mysterious smile appeared on Hogg’s shoehorned face, and he whispered like a fox that had stolen a chicken:

“I have learned the rules and traditions of the Scarlet Fortress, that these treasures belonging to the Blood Claw Clan can only be gifted to warriors who have made outstanding contributions to the Clan’s cause.

How can such treasures be tarnished with vulgar money? Besides, we are jackals, and we don’t need money for anything other than looking good.

There won’t be any bold merchants other than you who would dare to come running to do business with us.”

With those words, Hogg carefully pinched one of the best quality from it and handed it to Little Reed Name, but as the latter was about to take it it warned:

“This stuff is poisonous and will be poisoned on contact, the one who gave me these treasures is a jackal maniac warlock, and it demanded that I bring it three vampire hearts before it would give us an antidote to the poison.”

“Huh? Three vampire hearts for a knuckleduster? That’s a bit pricey.”

Little Vikrama scratched his head and accepted Hogg’s “tribute” of goodies without caring about the toxins on the staff, and then frowned at the seven-day countdown of “Crippling Claw Poisoning” that popped up on his character’s interface.

She waved her knuckleduster and said:

“Not a big problem though, you wait on this side of the den.

I’ll go to the Cato region tomorrow with Pomegranate and Lumina, it’s rumored that because we went too far in searching for stragglers over there, we’ve already provoked the Wolfsbane Vampires to send out their hunters, and a couple of rookies accidentally fell into an ambush a few days ago and all of them were killed, so we’ll go there to avenge their deaths.”

“Uh.”

Hogg originally wanted to explain to his “dog-headed military advisor” that it wasn’t one staff for three vampire hearts, but a total of three for so many.

But on second thought, anyway, the warriors don’t know the real price of this thing, that crazy man Crippled Claw won’t give the initiative to explain to them, so it’s only right for him to be a “second-hand dealer” to collect a little handling fee.

After all, they are at risk to go to a plague town before entering the goods, not in the middle of mooching a little bit of oil and water is simply sorry for their own pay.

Moreover, since Crippled Claw needed the Vampire’s Heart so much, then he had received enough material to naturally exchange it for more good things.

In the end, it would be cheaper for these warriors, so I don’t think they would have any problem with it, right?
Well then, it’s a happy decision!

Hogg once again showed a satisfied expression like a fox that stole a chicken.

He watched as little Vikrama waved her command staff and went to the rear to select their servants from the skeleton army that was lining up to enter the bottom of the Great Beast Lair to lie dormant, and said that although this human friend of his was friendly and brave, he occasionally felt that she was too big-headed, and that her personality of not taking anything into consideration made her look pugnacious.

Despite this small slander, Hogg was just a grateful jackal.

It knows very well that if the Pride of the Silver Moon hadn’t given it a hand when it was at its weakest, I’m afraid that it would have already become meat cooked in the pots of the other jackals, and wouldn’t be in such a prestigious position now. Ah, the favor of Little Reed Name’s group can never be repaid.

What’s more, now the interests of both sides are deeply bound, appropriate to please some of their own “nobles” will not bring too much pressure on themselves.

“Nash! Hurry up and draw the map in your mind, someone will be coming over there in a moment. I’ll assign the Sixth Knight to you as an escort, and give you a knuckle staff.

Don’t fucking wave in the future, protect yourself.

It’s not easy for this chieftain to find a suitable and smart adjutant.”

Hogg, mounted on his mighty seated wolf, turned his head and instructed his adjutant, who was following beside him, and tossed another command amulet to Nash.

“Hey, thanks Chief!”

Nash was instantly excited to get the amulet and the Command Sectional Staff.

It was as skinny as Hogg from the same origin, and had basically never tasted strength and power since birth, and had only gotten a little better after following Hogg.

But now with these two things, it could walk sideways in Transylvania!

Sure enough!

Not only does following Lord Hogg provide food, but it can also receive the regard and favorable treatment that it can’t even get from other forces, which is awesome!

Speaking of the Amulet of Command, this tiny skeleton crafted thing was a spiritual artifact under the same system as the Command Sectional Staff, which allowed the bearer to give commands to the silent and cold Knights of the Underworld.

However, this thing is not the life box of the Necromancers, and the commands it can give are not mandatory; the Hades Knights have the power to refuse commands, though it is unlikely that they would refuse to carry them out, given their apathetic demeanor as the dead.

From this point of view, crippled claw that dog is also quite treacherous, not to give Hogg these knights life box means that Hogg can only “rent” them.

Once the cooperation between the two sides breaks down, the crippled claw holding the life box only needs an order, these seven knights of the Underworld will be able to mutiny on the spot to cut off Hogg’s dog head.

This is equivalent to that crazy jackal also showed a wave of “empty gloves”.

The seven Hades Knights who followed Hogg and his party back to the smuggler’s woodland were all as cold as wood when they didn’t receive the order, but they did look good.

Black clothes and black armor, enveloping the whole body in heavy armor, carrying cold necromantic swords or battle axes and hammers and other heavy weapons, looking at the posture should be human, there are no jackals made into knights of the underworld.

Probably because this kind of profound necromancy spells can’t work on jackals because of racial differences?
After all, according to Grand Duchess Tris, the necromancy techniques used by the warlocks of the Plague Clan all came from the Moon Priests of the Sangha people of the distant Sandy Center Empire.

Although the Sanghai people were very different from humans in every aspect, academics generally considered the Sanghai people to be a subspecies of humans, and the connection between the two races was definitely much stronger than the connection between humans and jackals.

“Seven, you come with me.”

Hogg ordered the other five Underworld Knights to each take 30 Skeleton Cavalrymen to patrol the area around the Great Beast Den, and instructed the particularly tall Knight Number Seven.

The silent female Underworld Knight didn’t have any response just rode her own cloaked skeleton warhorse and followed Hogg out of the beast den.

They flew on through the night and reached a hidden place at the border of the smuggler’s woodland half an hour later.

By the time they arrived here, there were already two figures waiting for them ahead.

“Lord Adele! It’s a pleasure!”

Hogg shouted from a distance:

“I’ve brought your kin back.”

“Keep your voice down.”

Adele scolded, and handed Hogg the bag containing Kenport’s air-dried head, which was a fair trade as promised.

But the necromancer beside her, Bella, couldn’t hold back her feelings that didn’t belong to the dead, and hobbled a few steps forward, while the female knight of the Underworld, who hadn’t had any emotional fluctuations like an ice cube, also appeared for the first time to make movements that didn’t conform to the state of the dead.

She jumped down from the skeleton warhorse and quickly stepped forward to embrace the necromancer in her arms.

The two dead people stayed quietly under the night embracing without any other action, however, this kind of death can not be separated from the feelings so that Hogg such a cold nature of the jackals have felt a unique atmosphere.

It carried Kenpott’s head in its hand, and looked at these two undead who were “spreading dog food” with a crooked head… Well, this is probably the “love” that human beings have been talking about?
Neither he nor Adele disturbed the meeting of these two miserable people in front of them.

It was not until a few minutes later that the necromancer Bella brought the knight of the underworld, Bernice, to Adele’s side, and Bernice took off her heavy helmet, revealing a face as dry and horrifying as that of a corpse like Bella’s. The necromancer’s face was as dry and horrifying as that of a corpse.

But the expression if any on that still scarred face made the spirit fire in her eyes throb even more violently when she looked at Adele:
“O Avalon above, little Adele, why have you become the damned under midnight?”

Bernice said in a parched voice:

“Your mother must be devastated by this.”

“I would call it the blessing of midnight, Aunt Bernice, and this is not the time to discuss my mother either.”

Mrs. Adele did not intend to say anything more on the subject, and she said in a cold tone:
“I must now take you back to the Scarlet Castle and have you examined by Archduke Tris herself. Uncle Bella, can you confirm that there are no residues of the spells used for snooping on Aunt Bernice?”

“No, I just confirmed it.”

The necromancer Bella said with certainty:

“Bernice and I belong to a high-level unit even in Plague Town, and any psychic energy inflicted on us must pass through Torn Flesh’s permission.

Crazy Crippled Claw is highly regarded but it doesn’t have that permission, what’s more, Crippled Claw is just a corpse constructor, it’s not very good at detection-type spells.

But just to be on the safe side, we’ll have to ask Archduke Tris to check it over for Bernice.”

“Hmm.”

Adele nodded as she turned her head back to Hogg:

“You have done well, Pangolin, and not only because you have accomplished the task Master Murphy commanded, you have my personal thanks.

Tell me what you want, and I will do my best to fulfill it.”

“Me.”

Hogg hesitated, but it gritted its teeth knowing the opportunity was rare:

“I want dominion over the Smuggler’s Woodlands!
Not just the current mode of bestowal, I want the Smuggler’s Woodlands ruled by the Bloodclaw Clan to actually enter into Transylvania’s territory, not the current cooperation that can only be hidden beneath the surface.

I know this is excessive, but Mrs. Adele, please understand.
The Black Plague is coming!

And when it does, not only will Transylvanian armies be here, but armies from other places as well, and I’m sure Lord Murphy and his warriors won’t harm me or my people, but the others .
I’ve seen how they kill their countrymen, and I have no hope for their character.

We crave true protection!”

“That is not for me to decide, Hoggle.”

Adele said, shaking her head:

“I can only promise that I will pass on your thoughts to Master Murphy and do my best to convince him, and that you understand that the main body of Transylvania is human, and that we have to take their feelings into account as well.

But I can assure you!

As long as I remain Baroness Spectre, your territory will not be disturbed.”

(End of chapter)