"Hurry up and gather the good-looking piglets and prepare to transport them out of the tunnel. Kill all the rest and don't leave any behind!" In the yard, Terry said with a cold voice, although there was a strong expression on his face. He was calm, but he still couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.
Originally, he should have been on the way to Devil's Islands now, but at noon, Oliver suddenly received news that the stronghold was exposed, and he was asked to stay just in case. As a result, Ebenezer led people to chase the old man that night. Along with the kid, Oliver also followed, and a subordinate just reported that Oliver and the others might have had an accident, and their stronghold might have been exposed.
Oliver is the backbone of the entire mercenary group, and even Ebenezer is more powerful than him. Now that something has happened to both of them, it has dealt a huge blow to the mercenary group.
However, this also made him successfully become the most powerful and highest-status person in the entire mercenary group. Apart from panic, he was also a little excited. If he could keep all the remaining men, he could use these piglets in his hands. If he sells it, he will no longer have to be the third-in-command for thousands of years, but will become the real boss.
In the cellar, demons and orcs held torches and roughly pulled the elves' hair. The young elves and the old elves were separated. Those who moved slower would have whips falling on them, or they would be kicked to the ground.
But the elves remained eerily quiet. Their expressions were dull and rigid. Even if the whip fell on them, they would only make a soft hum. There was no look in their eyes, like a group of walking zombies. At your mercy.
"Boss, don't blame me for not saving you. I can only blame you for your bad luck. I will sell all these piglets, and I will help you run your mercenary group well." Terry held up his hands. Looking at the men and elves below the railing, he thought to himself, his heart beat a little faster, and there was a sickly flush on his face.
"Big bad guy! Come out and surrender! Otherwise we are going to attack!"
At this moment, a somewhat childish voice came out from outside.
"Huh? What is this sound?" Terry frowned and asked.
"Master Terry, there is a human outside with two little piglets shouting outside the gate. One of the little piglets seems to have followed the old man at noon!" An orc ran in quickly and reported.
"How many people are here?" Terry's expression changed and he asked.
"Only three, there is no one else." The orc was stunned for a moment and said quickly.
"What's so special about that human being?" Terry asked again.
"It's nothing special. He looks like an ordinary human being, without even a weapon in his hand." The orc shook his head.
"Little Piggy, I was still thinking about where to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door yourself. I'll have to kill you to avenge Boss Oliver!" Terry showed a sinister smile on his face and walked quickly towards the entrance of the courtyard. Go and say coldly to the orcs and demons guarding the door: "Open the door!"
"Father, are they afraid, so they don't dare to open the door?" Outside the yard, a dozen meters away from the gate, Amy and Anna stood beside Mag. Amy looked up at Mag and asked. road.
Anna looked at the big dark yard, feeling a little scared and sad. This was where she and her grandfather came this afternoon, so they were chased by the demons and orcs.
"Maybe." Mag narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the door. Those guys should be frightened by now. They are probably busy transferring people. This abandoned village is very remote, and this large courtyard without any lights is even more... At first glance, there is only a general direction for the Gray Temple to find this place. I don’t know how long it has been.
"Little devils, who gave you the courage to seek death!" The door creaked open, and Terry walked out, followed by several demons and orcs holding torches, all staring at Mag and Two little guys beside him.
"Liang Jingru." Mag nodded seriously.
"Huh?" Terry raised his eyebrows, looked at Mag with slightly squinted eyes, and thought with some hesitation in his heart: "Who is Liang Jingru? Could it be a certain human master? Otherwise, how could this guy dare to come to the door with two little guys? provocative?"
"We are here to save people. If you are sensible, release all the elves imprisoned by you as soon as possible. I will consider handing you over to the Gray Temple alive." Mag looked at Terry and said with a hint of anger. A warning.
"Yes, big bad guy, surrender quickly! Otherwise we won't be polite!" Amy also said seriously.
Terry laughed angrily, looked at Mag and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, do you think I am a fool? But since you have already delivered it to my door, then tonight's supper will be yours, and these two little piglets. , I will take them all to the black market in Alcatraz Island and sell them, I believe there will still be many guys who will like them."
"Lu Xun once said that people always use their own shortcomings to attack others to try to divert other people's attention from themselves. After seeing you, I believe it." Mag looked at Terry and sighed. : "How can you, a pig like you, have the confidence to call an elf piggy? If I had to find a pig here, you would look the most like it, right?"
"You...!" Terry glared angrily, while the orcs and demons standing aside were holding back their laughter and did not dare to laugh out loud.
"Father is so awesome!" Amy raised her head and looked at Mag with admiration. For the first time, she discovered that her father was also fun to talk to.
A smile appeared on Anna's face, and even her nervous mood relaxed a lot. The demon did look a bit like a pig's head. It looked a little funny, but not so scary.
"Damn human! I will definitely kill you today!" Terry said angrily. As a violent demon pig, what they hate most after transforming is that others call them pigs. This is the biggest insult to them. Just look at them. His face turned red, and two big fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth, and he rushed towards Mag and the others.
"I am very disappointed with your performance." Mag shook his head, then raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "Burning Legion!"
"Attack!"
Sargeras's voice sounded.
"For the holy meat buns!"
A neat and loud voice sounded, and a group of lava demons with blazing flames suddenly rushed out of the dense forest not far away. Each demon held a meat bun in its hand and bit it into its mouth.
Sargeras, who was rushing at the front, was holding a folding stool in one hand, biting off the remaining half of the meat buns in his hand, and leaping out like a flaming meteorite falling from the sky, with the folding stool in his hand pointing towards Terry. Slap on the head.
