"Bang!" The next moment, the leader of the two hammers raised his toes, and the scepter on the ground immediately flew into his palm. But before this guy could be happy, the enemies around him had already surrounded him fiercely.
"Oops, if I take the scepter now, I will become the public enemy of everyone. I must not do such a stupid thing!"
Thinking of this, the leader of the Double Hammer shook his hands, threw the scepter to the leader closest to him, and shouted: "We have a good relationship, this thing belongs to you!"
"Huh?!" He caught the scepter smoothly. Only then did the other party react and couldn't help but curse: "You bastard, you are obviously trying to do harm. If you give me the scepter now, won't you let me die?"
With that said, it wanted to throw the patriarch's scepter out, but at this moment, it was too late!
"Hey, hey, hey!" It was too late to say, but soon after, several commanders drew their weapons and rushed towards the unlucky guy, vowing to chop him into pieces and then seize the clan leader's scepter.
"Puff puff!" The next moment, the guy who grabbed the scepter was hit several times, and the wounds turned red. The pain made it scream at the top of its lungs: "Whoever comes up again, I will throw the scepter to it!"
"Huh?!" This threat took effect in an instant, and the few guys who were about to pounce immediately stopped. They were not fools, and they didn't want to become the target of public criticism.
"Hahaha, since you don't dare to come over, then I, I will just choose some unlucky guy!"
"Huh!" It was too late to say, but soon after that, the horned orc leader shook his hand and threw the scepter at another guy who was closer to him. The other guy was not stronger than the others, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, "Pop!" The next moment, the scepter hit its shoulder.
At this moment, the clan leader on the high platform shook his head and sighed, and then said to the guy who threw the scepter: "You idiot, you have held the scepter for eight breaths, and you are only two breaths away from becoming my successor. But I gave this opportunity to others.”
"Huh?!" After hearing this, the commander seemed to be struck by five thunders, and he cried in his heart: "The old guy is right, I am really an idiot, but now that he has pointed it out, he clearly wants to piss me off to death..."
"Poof" the next moment, it really couldn't hold back the grievance in its heart, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then collapsed to the ground.
"Why don't you guys fight each other until the last person is alive? In that case, wouldn't it be enough to get the scepter?" The patriarch Jie Jie standing on the high platform smiled strangely: "If you understand, then take action quickly!"
"Kill, or all your previous efforts will be in vain!" The remaining commanders and leaders heard the clan leader's words. As long as they were not stupid, they all understood the meaning and naturally resented the old man's cruelty.
But they don't want to give up the opportunity to become the next clan leader. Now they can only stare at the golden turtle fishing bait. The clan leader's scepter keeps swooping, trying to bite it in their mouths. Everyone says in their hearts: "You old man, wait a minute." I grabbed the scepter and became the clan leader, and then I will slowly discipline you!"
Next, the group of guys in the audience didn't just do it on their own, but started to form gangs and start fights.
"Bang bang bang! Ping ping ping pong!" In the blink of an eye, the collision of weapons and the roars and howls of the vicious warriors had become one, and the old patriarch on the stage sneered slightly.
The high priest next to him couldn't help but frown. After thinking for a moment, he came closer to the clan leader and whispered: "Brother, it's almost done, right? If we really let our commanders fight to the death, who will take our place in the future?" Working hard?"
"Hehehe, I know it well."
The old patriarch said expressionlessly: "These are just to teach these little brats who don't know how to advance or retreat and dare to resist our rule. Even if they die, they can only blame them for their own incompetence. We, the horned beast tribe, can only We need the strongest warriors, not weaklings who shrink back in battle!”
"When this fight is over, they will understand who is the real master, not to mention, there is a special reason why they continue to fight."
"special reason?"
"Yes, after the battle with these guys, you have to use the Soul Slave Gu to control them. We all know in our hearts that that kind of Gu is more likely to work on weak bodies."
The old patriarch was cruel and vicious, and had foreseen everything. At this moment, he said to the high priest: "Do you think the longer they fight and the weaker they become, the better?"
"Well...it's true!"
When the high priest heard what it said, he forced a smile on his face, but his heart trembled: "Brother, brother, since your only son was killed by the dog thief Chonghong, your behavior has become more and more vicious. , Alas, I'm afraid that sooner or later everyone will betray their relatives and leave."
Just as it thought of this, the old patriarch suddenly whispered: "Hey, it's time to get ready. There are not many guys left standing in the audience."
"Okay." After hearing this, the high priest did not dare to neglect. He also cheered up and held the jar containing "Soul Slave Gu", staring closely at the guys in the audience who were fighting endlessly.
"Kill, kill them quickly!" A leader covered in blood howled crazily: "As long as we can defeat these guys, we can..."
"Whoa! Poof!" Before this guy could finish what he said, a cold arrow flew from the slant and hit it squarely under its ribs. "Wow ah ah"
The unlucky guy who was hit by the cold arrow howled miserably and fell to the ground with a bang. His minions were also panicked, and they waved their sharp blades in front of their boss one by one. Unfortunately, they no longer have the ability to fight for the scepter. , but this became the reason why others let them go.
"Miscellaneous!"
It was too late, but soon, an extremely agile leader of the horned orcs jumped up and down, and suddenly landed in front of the scepter poked on the ground a few feet away. It felt that the time had come to snatch this thing, so it did not hesitate. He took action politely.
"How bold. Did you ask us if you wanted to grab something?"
"Huhu!" In an instant, two strange roars came. They were the sounds of a pair of horned orc brothers who looked very similar. They were not actually the leaders, but they were relatively famous among the elite warriors of their tribe. They are good at uniting against enemies and are known to be ruthless. To be honest, even a powerful commander would find it difficult to deal with them.
"Damn it, are you two bullying me?" After reaching out to grab the scepter, the horned orc leader roared: "Young men, stop these two guys. If they dare to act rashly, kill them!"
"Yes, boss!"
"Clang, Clang, Clang!" In the flash of lightning, five strong warriors pulled out their weapons and all gathered around it. The guy sneered: "Now I only need to keep this scepter for ten breaths..."
