"Sir, if there is anything else you need my help with, just ask!!"
Maggot Eyes has been really cruel during this time. As the leader of a clan, he came to the Hills Hills to suffer.
The land underfoot gradually gained some new vitality. The druids and spellcasters continued to cast divine spells and water magic, giving the charred soil that had just been burned by the fire the possibility of life again.
In the distance, teams of oak camp members are stepping up their efforts, scattering various grass seeds and tree species, taking advantage of the moist atmosphere brought by the water magic to give these grass seeds and tree species a better chance of germinating and surviving.
Maggot looked at these clergy members with respectful expressions on his face, but he had different thoughts in his heart. Fortunately, he did not accept the alliance's suggestion and move the tribe to this land. Otherwise, the lives of hundreds of thousands of tribesmen would definitely be miserable.
Even Maggot Eyes doesn't quite understand what the clergy members of the Oak camp are doing now. Is there really any point in doing these things without asking for anything in return? It’s not like nature has no ability to restore itself. In just a few decades, won’t these hills regain their original appearance?
In Maggot Eye's long lifespan, it is rare that the forests and potion plants that were devastated and destroyed by their own tribe returned to their original appearance or even grew better after being allowed to grow on their own for more than ten years.
However, maggot eyes never understood that the climate and vegetation changes in each land are different. After the ecology of some areas has been destroyed, it is really difficult to naturally restore it to its original condition, just like the Gobi on the edge of the Tagan Desert. There are also places like the Hills and Hills that lack water and rainfall.
"Thank you for your hard work, Chief Maggot Eyes."
Dunn smiled slightly and responded politely.
After all, Maggot Eye's strength and status are there. Being able to personally bring a large amount of supplies to accompany the Vatican's team and rush around in this deserted area is already a great honor to the church. Although during this period of getting along, Maggot Eyes did not fully reveal his purpose, Dunn could clearly feel the other person's close attitude towards the Ranger Church, which was a good benefit to the Ranger Church and Dunn himself. information.
Before the fall of the Oak Father, the presence of the Ranger Church in the wilderness was not strong. After all, the relationship between the forest and the Ranger Guardian Her Majesty Melikai and the Oak Father was there. The goddess naturally maintained her father's authority. Of course, The goddess agrees very much with the idea of the Oak Father, which is also the most important reason.
Many times, the Ranger Church and the Sprout Church are like followers of the Oak Church in the Feynman world. They follow the orders of the Oak Church and rarely express their own attitudes and opinions.
However, with the fall of the Oak Father, the Oak camp urgently needed a god to step forward and curb the camp's decline. The goddess Melikai stepped onto the stage and united several gods in the Oak camp.
There is no more suitable choice than Melikai's crown. The goddess is not only the direct bloodline of the father of the oak tree, but also because her strength has inherited part of the domain of authority left after the death of the father of the oak tree, she is only a little short of being promoted to a powerful god. Only, and then with the strong support of his sister Sprout Goddess, the foundation established by the Oak Father was finally stabilized.
Although it is inevitable that the rising Natural Church has attracted several Divine Churches and poached many tribal members who were originally vassals and oak camp members, the Ranger Church not only has a greater voice because of its position on the front stage, but also has a greater voice. At the same time, it will inevitably become the target of other tribes still attached to the oak camp.
"What's the point of hard work? I just contributed some supplies. The people in the church are the ones doing the real hard work."
Maggot Eyes was still humble. The tribe members who came with him this time were all carefully selected by him. He brought almost all the spellcasters that could be drawn from the tribe. This shows that he is very involved in this matter. But it cost a lot of money.
"I just hope that these guys in the tribe can stay with you, adults, and learn more useful things, so that they can help me in the future and run the tribe better."
"So I would like to ask you, sir, to be patient and give some pointers to these idiots if you have the chance."
"Ha ha
Ha, you are joking, Chief Maggot Eyes. These warriors you have brought us are the pillars of our army, and they will definitely become great talents in the future. "
…………
The two complimented each other, at least the atmosphere did not become awkward. Maggot Eyes was still calm. He knew very well that there were many tribes who wanted to join the Ranger Church. If he wanted to be an important temple priest, he would go to Nasir. The fortress cannot be in a hurry to establish a branch of the Ranger Church.
Just as the two were chatting heatedly, there was suddenly a breath approaching quickly from the north. The two strong men sensed it almost at the same time and quickly cast their sights to the north.
call! ! !
Bobby, who was running wildly, spent a day and a half to reach the Hills Hills. He was covered in dust and had no time to take care of himself. After seeing the figures of Maggot Eyes and the Orc Priest, he dived and landed directly in front of them.
"My lord, chief, I say hello to you."
Bobby could not hide his tiredness, but he still did not lose the necessary etiquette in front of the chief priest of the temple. He touched his chest with his right hand and said hello.
"The forest takes care of you, nature's darling."
"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to stay in the city?"
Dunn returned the favor in a friendly manner, and Maggot Eyes beside him asked with confusion and a bit of worry in his eyes.
"……I."
Bobiel hesitated to speak, wondering whether he should tell Maggot Eyes in front of outsiders the reason why he came here this time.
Fortunately, Dunn had dealt with people too many times, and he clearly felt Bobby's embarrassment and said on the spot: "You guys talk, I'll go see how the progress is in the south."
"Okay, sir, walk slowly."
Maggot Eyes could guess that there must be important issues when Bobby came here this time, otherwise he would not ignore the mission of monitoring and deterring this guy Cole and rush over to find him personally.
When Dunn's figure disappeared behind a hill and there was no one else around, Maggot Eyes retracted his gaze and stared at Bobby, his confidant: "What happened in the clan to make you so anxious?"
"Leader, Chief Ariel was captured by the drow!!"
"What did you say? Are you kidding me?"
Maggot Eye's voice suddenly increased by several decibels, and there was an expression of disbelief on his face, which was very similar to Bobby's expression when he heard the news.
"This is what Chief Allen told me personally. It is said that Chief Zolf of the Urok tribe and Cozmer of the original Thunder tribe were ambushed by the drow at the same time. The drow dispatched at least two masters. Mother and a saint, a total of at least 7 legends, plus a team of elite spellcasters and high-level combatants."
"When I came to find you, I made a special detour to visit the leader of Zolf, but he didn't see me. However, our tribe's ear report in Urok told me that someone had indeed seen Zolf. The patriarch’s mutilated body secretly returned to his castle.”
"At the same time, the city defense of the Urok tribe has become much stricter, and the other two strong men are also stationed in the city."
"..."
Bobiel was not one to listen to wind and rain. It happened that the territory of the Wulok tribe was adjacent to his route south. He deliberately detoured hundreds of miles from the original route and went to Wucheng to inquire and confirm the authenticity of the news. .
"Then what else did Allen say?"
Maggot Eyes' expression became solemn, and there was a dangerous aura in his eyes.
"He didn't say anything else. He just asked me to come back to you quickly to discuss countermeasures."
"I think what he means is that he is worried that Chief Ariel will be bribed by the drow to rebel in order to save his life. Then the security of Nasir Fortress will be in danger."
"Without the buffer of Nasir Fortress, the drow can take advantage of the situation and move south, approaching the Namur Fortress of their Green Field Tribe."
"Furthermore, if the pass of Nasir Fortress is affected by drow control..."
To be honest, Ariel's capture had the greatest impact on the Crow Claws, a tribe that was neighbors with the Snowy family and shared the income and territory of a city. It was precisely because he understood these joints that Bobbier There will be such urgency in finding the maggot eyes.
"Go!! Go back!!!"
The two canine teeth of Maggot Eyes bit hard and he made a decision immediately.
After hurriedly bidding farewell to the officiant Dunn, and giving a few urgent instructions to the leader of the accompanying jackals, Maggot Eyes flew northward with Bobby, without any intention of staying.
The interior of the cold iron prison room built by Hanfeng Gang specifically to accommodate the seriously injured troll legend was very gorgeous. All kinds of luxurious and gorgeous appliances filled the spacious room. If the walls of the room were not made of thick cold iron, no one would feel it. The place where Ariel lives now will be a prison where he is imprisoned.
"Chief Ariel, did you rest well??"
In fact, even without this cold iron cage, Ariel, who had been given poison with a strong debilitating effect, would have found it very difficult to raise his hand to pick up the water glass next to him.
The one who walked into the room was Lillian, the mistress of Gangong City State, who had a plump figure, a charming face, and a pair of phoenix eyes that were constantly radiating. However, there was no trace of the other two mistresses and saints who had worked together before.
"..."
Ariel's eyes were blank, as if he didn't hear Lillian's question at all.
"Giggle, it seems that Patriarch Ariel is very dissatisfied with our reception. In that case, why not let me take care of the Patriarch myself today."
Lillian whispered as she gently brushed her jade fingers along the edge of Ariel's unhealed wound. A warm current immediately penetrated from the touched flesh and drifted towards Ariel's vagina. go.
"snort!!"
Ariel felt bad. He opened his eyes wide and turned his head to stare fiercely at the scantily clad black beauty in front of him.
"They are all people with status. Lillian, there is no need for you to do these things in front of me. None of you understand anyone!!"
"I'm not seeing you in a bad mood, Chief Ariel, and I want to give you some fun! Oh, I'm so ungrateful!!"
Lillian's eyes were sad and pitiful.
"Lillian, you slut, you stole someone behind our back!!"
Finally, someone came to rescue Ariel. As the sound of a trickling stream fell, the sound of scattered and messy footsteps also came to the iron door of the cage, and several familiar figures also appeared from behind the door.
"Chief Ariel, you're welcome and safe!!"
The voice of one of the figures was full of magnetism. The moment he spoke, Ariel's pupils shrank involuntarily, as if he had seen a strange scene, and he was obviously very shocked.
"Priest Philemon, you...why are you here??"
Philemon, the Northern Priest of the Church of Nature, a strong half-elf who had dealt with Ariel countless times, actually appeared on the land of Drow, an old enemy, which really surprised Ariel. However, after only a brief moment of surprise, he stared at the half-elf's handsome and mature face with a malicious look in his eyes. Apparently, he thought he had figured out the reason why the other person was here.
"Why can't I be here? In other words, Chief Ariel, you should be lucky that I happened to be a guest at Hanfeng Point this time, otherwise you wouldn't have survived."
Philemon was wearing an earth-yellow divine robe and ignored Ariel's malicious eyes. A green halo slowly rose in his hand, and he began to treat Ariel in front of several drows present.
"...What exactly do you want to do?"
Feeling the power of natural magic, slowly but surely nourishing the injured organs and muscles in the body, the decayed body began to regain its vitality and vitality little by little. After Ariel calmed down, he wore an expressionless face. , facing the drow and the half-elf Philemon.
"I'm just here to resolve the hatred between you."
"Chief Ariel, for my sake, why don't we all become friends again from today on?"
Philemon looked harmless, looked at Ariel sincerely, and spoke out his purpose. .
"That's right, Chief Yarel, everyone will be a part of the Northern Territory from now on, and it's time to let go of the previous unhappiness. You see, your tribe is now living in the Nasir Fortress.
It's also very good. Migration doesn't seem like a bad thing now, does it? "
Dark Saint Ashley faced Ariel seriously and began to explain solemnly.
"Hmph, if you want me to let go of my hatred, that's no problem. As long as you return the territory that my clan occupied, everything will be easy to negotiate."
Naturally, Ariel would not fall for it easily. Even though he was still a prisoner at this time, he had no idea of surrendering.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that our Chief Ariel still doesn't know his current situation!!"
The cold light in Deborah's eyes was fleeting. If Lillian hadn't stopped her at that time, she would have torn off the head of this ugly troll, and how could he still be alive to this day?
"Mother Deborah, please relax and let me have a good chat with him."
Philemon intervened in time and calmly persuaded him. It was lucky that he had the right opportunity this time. He just took this opportunity to make some achievements and redeem his previous image of unfavorable handling of many things that happened in the north.
