Chapter 847 (1/2)

Lord of War Wooden cow cat 51680K 2022-07-24

Today's miracle continent is like chaos.

In the southwest of the wilderness, within the territory of the Millennium covenant Empire, there is a terrible momentum constantly emitting. The strength of that breath has far exceeded the standard that the world can bear. The only powerful existence on the miracle continent dare not even look directly at this breath and choose to pretend not to know. Similarly, in the territory close to the western continent, there is also a strong breath, which is also an extremely strong and thick breath, but this breath does not belong to one person, but belongs to the combination of four people.

But anyway, this chaos is enough to frighten many strong people.

Once someone finds that the miracle mainland is about to be in chaos, it will inevitably be many more cattle, ghosts and snake gods. These guys who try to fish in troubled waters are all ambitious and strategists who boast of being powerful, but no one knows how many people can really succeed.

However, no matter what the future situation is, there is still a team here in the wilderness, unswervingly moving forward.

The leader of this team is a qainas. The followers are more or less exotic, including a demon descendant who covers himself tightly, a saint from the life church, a magician who exudes the magic fluctuation of witch level, and a person who can't distinguish sex.

This group is naturally Sean, Harding, Hitler, Cecilia and Noro.

Because the feather of the wind is very excited about Sean's proposal, but for some reasons since ancient times, the tribe can't make a decision immediately. It needs to hold a comprehensive meeting to discuss before it can make a decision. Because Sean and others decided to continue their purpose of entering the wilderness after feeling the abnormality of chaos, they naturally would not wait in the feather tribe of the high wind.

But Sean made an agreement with McGonagall. When they return from the Mandong tribe, they will inevitably pass here again. At that time, I hope to get good news. On this point, Meg said with a bitter smile that he hoped so - obviously, MEG was not too optimistic about the outcome of the meeting.

But no wonder.

After all, the Raven tribe is the most powerful of the three elves in the wilderness, because the core force of this tribe is a large number of grey elves.

There are a lot of statements about the grey elves, but the statement that ”the grey elves are close relatives of the dark elves” is the most accepted by the broad masses of the people. Moreover, compared with the dark elves hiding underground, the gray elves living on the surface may not be very good at assassination skills and combat experience such as using terrain, but their combat style is very bold and unrestrained because they are close to racial creatures such as orcs and gray dwarves, which leads to their preference for large-scale It is a heavy weapon with excellent melee ability.

However, it may be because the limbs were too developed, so the gray elves forgot their knowledge of magic. Not to mention the ancient arcane magic, even elemental magic and even Druid magic, they are not good at all. As for the ability of Stoneskin, it is not so much magic as a natural ability produced by the close proximity between the grey elves and the grey dwarves.

It is precisely because the grey elves have almost unique and powerful advantages in melee and bow, so the combat effectiveness of the grey elves has always been obvious to all. As the Holy Land in the eyes of all the gray elves living in the wilderness, the Raven tribe naturally gathers almost all the gray elves in the wilderness - it is almost because a small number of gray elves are attached to the storm eye tribe.

Among the three elves, it is understandable that the wind feather tribe, whose comprehensive strength is the weakest - before the storm eye tribe fell into chaos and internal struggle - does not want to break out any war with the Raven tribe. However, Sean's easier to understand is mcguintier, the unitary chief of the feather tribe of the wind. Why the wind is so eager to expand the feather of the wind - this idea is the same as he can't wait to expand the Principality of the void.

Therefore, when leaving the feather tribe of the wind, looking at McGonagall's bitter smile, Sean just patted him on the shoulder without saying anything more.

At present, he can only pray for a good news on his return trip - of course, Sean doesn't actually have much fantasy. Because the world is full of too many variables and accidents, not to mention a special place where the situation is constantly changing every day, such as a wilderness.

After leaving the plume of the wind tribe, it moved forward again for about half a month, and officially entered the core area of the wilderness.

The products in this area are obviously richer than those in other places.

We can even see rare trees in the wilderness. Of course, the area can't be too vast. It's probably like a small forest. From the perspective of growth scale, it's probably the development degree of more than ten years, and there are a lot of artificial construction traces. Obviously, this forest is artificially cultivated, and probably only those large tribes with first-class seats have this leisure to cultivate these.

Seeing this forest means that Sean and others have officially entered the territory of the first-class seat tribe.

Different from the alarmed alert in the deep abdomen, the territory of the first-class tribe was much more comfortable and there was not much tension. Sean and others didn't even see any patrols. Perhaps this is the strength of the first-class seat tribe in the wilderness: it probably thinks that no enemy can go deep into this boundary, so any act of patrolling the border is superfluous - after all, there are second-class seats outside the territory of the first-class seat tribe. If there is an army that the second-class seat tribe can't stop, then the war must spread to the whole wilderness, At that time, it must be the start of an all-out war. There is no need for border patrol.

So Sean doesn't fail to understand this unreasonable but confident self expansion idea. In particular, considering the vast territory of the wilderness, a simple border patrol takes days, and this is still a fixed patrol in the designated area - the situation of the wilderness is very different from the human country outside.