Under Grams' order, his subordinates took the people to the back mountain in fear and fear. The team of Black Stone pursuers was quite strange. Not only were there orcs, but also ogres. While this scared his subordinates, he was also curious: When were these ogres willing to live with the lowly slaves they mentioned?

I have to admit that the Black Stone clan is really powerful and even the ogres can be conquered. It is really incredible to think about it.

Thinking of this, the orcs leading the way became more respectful. He looked at Mojila in the team with a pleasing look from time to time. As early as the beginning of seeing these people, he had a sharp look and confirmed his identity!

The distance was not far, and with someone leading the way, the crowd soon arrived at the back mountain. At this time, the place was already empty, leaving only countless miscellaneous items. Looking at the dark cave that seemed to be devouring people, everyone stopped wisely.

"You, now go in and take a look!"

The Black Stone soldier pointed to the cave and ordered the orcs who led the way could not help but curse. He had no choice but to walk towards the cave with a sad face and trembling. While everyone was waiting patiently, after a long time, he heard a voice from inside: "It's safe here, come in quickly!"

The soldiers in front of them were about to enter, but they were stopped just two steps. Mojila sneered and looked at the cave, turned her head and signaled to the ogre behind her.

Through the crowd, the ogre's huge body appeared in front of the team. He raised the staff in his hand and muttered something in his mouth. The staff bent down and consisted of oak. The staff was carved with several huge runes, and the top of the staff was a skull the size of a palm. At this moment, green light slowly lit up from the skeleton's empty eye sockets, and it was flickering and looked quite terrifying.

"Yes, I sent a minion again!"

A dark green magic array as big as a disc flashed by, and a strange life that was only high in ordinary people's calves appeared in front of the ogre. His limbs were burning with flames, and the sharp voice of dissatisfaction came into everyone's ears: "Do I have to do this?"

The ogre's left head sneered, and the right head roared, "Don't waste time!"

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away!"

There were ten thousand unwillingness in my heart, but the host's order could not be refused. The little ghost's body was about to escape into the shadow, and then jumped to the cave.

"Damn what is this?!"

"Where did the little devil come from? Be careful!"

Angry shout, fighting sound, explosion sounded, and the ogres who had been waiting for a long time snatched the torch and held high and walked towards the cave. The soldiers behind them subconsciously looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

As the ogre speculated, the cave space was small, and even if there were ambushes, there could not be many people hidden. In fact, the battle in the cave had ended. Grans stood in a mess, while the little ghost's body was lying not far away.

After confirming his appearance, it was the person the governor Tasana called for. The ogre rushed forward with a grin, and the staff in his hand was waving, and each move was opened and closed, all full of power and oppression.

In the cave, such a fighting method brought unexpected results. The ogre was very powerful. After gritting his teeth and fighting hard, Grans had to retreat. His hands were faintly numb and he almost couldn't even hold his weapons.

In this way, one side kept retreating and the other side pressed forward. The Blackstone soldiers followed in an orderly manner. Seeing that the unstoppable Grans turned around and ran away, completely giving up his previous plans.

Grans' figure disappeared into the darkness, and the ogre did not chase after him immediately. He turned his body and signaled behind him, silently standing there watching the soldiers walking past him.

Mojila, who approached, snorted coldly. He saw through the ogre's little thoughts at first glance. To put it bluntly, he was afraid that there would be unknown dangers ahead and wanted the soldiers to explore the way first. Although he knew it in his heart, Mojila did not speak to stop him. Compared to a wizard, the life of a soldier was not worth anything at all, but he felt it was necessary to hit him for such behavior.

The ogre lowered his head respectfully. Although he defected to the Black Stone clan, he always looked down on the former lowly slaves intentionally or unintentionally. This is an instinct developed for countless years and cannot be changed in a short period of time, although he is already carefully concealing it!

Perhaps because they left too hastily and did not encounter other enemies on the way forward, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. In this dim environment, their spirits still have to remain highly nervous, and no one can stand it after a long time.

Not long after, the exit appeared in front of him. Instead of relaxing, the orc in the front row became more alert. He looked at each other with his companions, and rushed out carefully with his weapon tightly.

The expected attack did not appear, and the orcs subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The companions walked out of the cave one after another. Just when he thought it was really safe, he felt a pain in his throat, and then he covered his neck and fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

Another orc who saw his companion attack quickly shouted a warning. The enemy's figure did not see clearly, but only saw the black shadow flashing past and escape into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Just as everyone was on guard, a black shadow emerged from behind one of them. After the same trick was repeated, the orcs outside the cave could not accept it. We were obviously staring at the surroundings carefully. Where did this guy emerge?

The third orc was distracted for a moment, and the third orc fell to the ground screaming. This time it was no longer a throat lock, but a back prick. Seeing the tragic orcs of the companion were all frightened and uneasy. For a moment, the movements could scare half of their lives.

Fourth! In just a short moment, four people were already tragically injured. The orcs who came outside the cave had come to their senses and stared at the surroundings smartly back to back. They held their weapons tightly, their palms were sweating, and even if they were close to their companions, they could not bring a sense of security.

An inaudible sound passed through the air. The alert orc subconsciously waved his weapon, but heard a dull sound. Taking advantage of the light brought by the torch, he saw a cross-shaped dart on the mace.

When Mojila walked out of the cave, it was the most nervous time for the soldiers. Looking at the soldiers' subordinates, he roared in dissatisfaction: "What a panic! Look at your current appearance, what is the difference between you and those lowly cowards? There is also the pride of the Black Stone clan!"

The soldiers lowered their heads in shame. Just as he was about to continue scolding, three black lights broke into the sensing circle and rushed towards their upper body with malice.

Mojila was shocked and dodged the dart in Qianjun. Although others were fine, they were so angry that they trembled all over. They felt that they were losing face and hated the attacker.

Without hesitation, Mojila hugged her hands together, and the deep black magic gathered from her palms, but it scattered in the next second, woven into a magic circle with complex patterns on the ground.

"I'm from the void..."

Before the summoned creature was finished speaking, the red chain like blood tied it up, and then the life was drained and fed back to Mojila.

"Back to...the void..."

Poor Lan Pang received the bento after saying only a few lines, and he was so quick that he couldn't even see what the world looked like. However, his cruel host breathed a sigh of relief. After sacrificing the Void Walker, a thick red aperture surrounded his body. With this shield, no one could hurt him again!

"It's your turn, despicable sneak attacker!"

Mojila kept moving, and this time he chanted a spell in a low voice. The ogre next to him was filled with irresistible envy and jealousy. He howled wildly in his heart: It is this kind of power, the Black Stone clan has powerful power that ordinary people can imagine. As long as he gets this power, what's the harm even if he betrays the clan!

Regarding the degree of shock, everyone present was shocked. He looked at Mojila in disbelief, deeply doubting that something was wrong with his eyes: What a joke? How could a warlock appear now?

The orcs are clearly living a life of stagnation, and they don’t even know what the power of shadow is. Now that the shaman is not born, the biggest expectation is to fill their stomachs. How could a warlock appear in such a wild and ignorant primitive tribe?!

At this moment, Cruise felt that the world was a little unreal, which was even more incredible than seeing Sargeras. When he remembered the little ghost he saw in the cave not long ago, his heart sank and a strong sense of ominousness arose: There is something wrong with the Black Stone clan, and a big problem!

If there is any problem with the Black Stone clan, I can only wait later. Now Cruise is in trouble. Mojila is about to complete the casting, and the magic power in his hand is scattered again. This time the magic power is no longer outlined into a magic circle, but turns into black light and floats towards each orc.

After a little discomfort, the orcs appeared with magical eyes on their heads. They were surprised to see that the world became a little different, but they couldn't tell whether it was the difference. The biggest feeling was that the surrounding environment became clear, and it seemed that the darkness faded at this moment.

Huh? Who is the guy squatting on the ground and looking around with a vulgar look on his face?

Cruise only felt his scalp tightening and his chrysanthemums tightened. No matter who was stared at by a group of people's eyes, he could not escape this feeling, not to mention that the enemies were present.

"Kill him!"

Someone shouted, and the orcs raised their weapons and rushed forward fiercely. They were extremely hated. If they had just a real sword and a real gun, they would have to lose the tricks that were worse than others. They were convinced, but they could die from such sneak attacks behind the scenes, which was unbearable!

Cruise was so scared that he screamed, and no longer cared about hiding. He got up from the ground in a mess and ran towards the depths of the jungle. He really couldn't figure out how he was revealed. After thinking about it, the eyes on the orcs were the most suspicious. What is this? Door God? Elite? Or Night Watcher?

It is detecting invisibility!

Mojira answered this question for Cruise in his heart. He himself did not expect that this spell was so useful. As a spellcaster cultivated by the Black Stone clan, like other sorcerers, he was once very disdainful of his heart. These spells that could not improve combat power or harm the enemy. What is the meaning of their existence?

Now Mojila understood that any spell has its meaning, and the only difference lies in whether you can use it reasonably! Thinking of this, he felt aroused in his heart. As long as he completed the task of the governor, his merit value would meet the promotion standard. When the time comes, he can apply to return to the clan and comprehend the secret book that makes people crazy!

It’s a pity that he only has five short days!

Why should we limit the time? Why did the chief do this? Mojira roared wildly in her heart: It is obvious that comprehending that secret book can bring endless power to the clan, but the chief sets various restrictions. This is what Mojira cannot accept and something that all warlocks cannot tolerate!

With the excitement of his mind, the dark magic power of his eyes surged out of his body, motivating Mojila's mind and dyed his eyes a little crazy: As long as I can monopolize that secret book, as long as I...

Thoughts hidden deep in his heart kept rolling in his mind, Mojila's expression became more and more crazy and ferocious, but in the next second, these madness suddenly disappeared without a trace. He sighed deeply and suppressed the restless magic power back into his body. The majesty of the chief had already penetrated into his bones. He did not dare to offend, and no one dared to do so.

Perhaps Cooks' proposal was right, Mojira thought to himself that we warlocks should unite, and for the sake of the clan, we must gain more powerful power!

But this name needs to be changed. The Warlock Alliance sounds too bad, with no momentum at all. There is no domineering power from the Shadow Council or the Shadow Council.

Cruise is complaining now, only because he was so arrogant before that he completely angered the orcs. Now that he was chased by someone, he had no way to go down to the ground and could only hide in the jungle with his head on his head and kept hiding in the jungle. He looked at the orcs who were chasing him. He was cruel in his heart. When the strange eyes disappeared, let's see how I kill you!

It’s a pity that reality is too skinny. The pursuit lasted for more than half an hour, and the eyes on the orcs’ heads did not disappear. Cruise was cowardly, and he admitted his defeat and "snuck away". While muttering and saying unconvincing words, he quickly crawled into the woods and escaped.

Seeing that the target completely disappeared, the orcs returned unwillingly. They were actually unsure. In this complex environment, the woods with blurred light, no one wants to encounter an enemy who is elusive and not good at hiding. If the other party is strong, the so-called pursuit is simply taking risks with life.

Fortunately, the other party chose to leave, otherwise it would be hard to say what would happen if he died and who would live. With the idea of ​​saving his life, the orcs were dissatisfied with all kinds of dissatisfaction on their faces, but they took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

When Cruise returned to the team, it was already bright, and the villagers sat on the ground with exhausted faces. Some people even had open chests and no demeanor at all. Yes, Triton, they were talking about you!

Cruise's contempt Triton could certainly feel it, but he ignored it now. Just one Yujiali was enough to give him a headache.

"Look at what you are now, I really doubt how you graduated? It's okay if you don't have a good brain, it's okay if you are stupid, but please pay at least a little attention to your image. You are not alone!"

Triton was full of grievances. He subconsciously glanced at him and didn't even have a shirt. He was just a naked orc male. The grievances in his heart were like the Yellow River flooding, and he looked weak and pitiful and helpless.

Cruise's appearance became his savior, and he quickly asked loudly: "Are you back? How about it, are the pursuers repelled?"

Exposing her white teeth, Cruise waved his hand with a sunny face and said, "I'll talk about this later, you can continue!"

Triton was shocked. As the saying goes, the pink hair is cut into black, and Cruise is not inferior. The darkness is so deep that it is fast and accurate.

After a playful game, Cruise told his companions about his experiences, and the few of them looked down at the same time, especially Yu Jiali, with confusion and confusion on his face: "How is that possible, how could that orc master such a fine spell? Where did he learn it?!"

No one knew the answer except Triton, and the only one who knew the inside story sighed in his heart: History has changed, Andrish Village has not been destroyed, and Bellan has not taken the crazy path, but unfortunately, the Shadow Parliament still appeared. Thinking of the fear and chaos spreading in Delano, he couldn't help but feel the urgency of time.
Chapter completed!