Fangs and Roarer felt that the part of the Blood God in his body was becoming increasingly difficult to control, and he knew that the Blood God had not left it for him.

The great Lord of Skull was never a patient existence, but the number of his fellow tribes was not as many as expected. It seemed that something was blocking its speed in the dark to gather the green skin.

When the rant thinks of this, he feels that there are eyes peeking at him in the dark, and its anger swept over like a wave, and even his eyes turn red.

The green skins around were still bustling with each other, and they all scattered with a loud bang. They were far away from their new and old, and they were still looking forward to a big mess to regain their territory.

They also want to become bigger and smelly bosses in the endless Waaagh, and the greens don’t want to be smashed into meat sauce by their new bosses meaninglessly.

So, when they find that their new and old people are showing signs of being furious, they should stay away.

Fangs and Roarers creaked their teeth, and finally did not make their originally insufficient subordinates even fewer.

I couldn't wait any longer, the rant thought, the Blood God was already impatient.

And it itself is already impatient. It is looking forward to harvesting death and pain, wailing enemies and the remaining limbs all over the ground, allowing blood to flow into a river and let the internal organs spread all over the ground.

Instead of enduring the body odor of the same race and their brainless conversations every day like now.

"I think it needs to find an idea to see my brain. I always feel that the new and old man are not Waaagh enough!" A green skin scratched his scalp, and dandruff fell into the big pot of cooking like snow.

"Idiot, I saw Brother Dozi blown away by its broken tube!" Another green skin laughed and mocked his companion: "Brother Dozi's chin was blown away, like a mouthless fucking sperm!"

“俺觉得点子哥弄出来的那个管子还挺Waaagh的!”一个新凑过来的绿皮挤进了这个小圈子,模仿着火药枪炸膛的声音喊道:“轰!Waaagh的很!!”

"I saw Brother Illust later stood up again and ran away with its broken tube!" The first Green Skin refuted the second Green Skin's statement.

"Brother Idea has been blown up!" The green skin was very dissatisfied with his companions and refuted him: "I remember correctly!"

"I just said that Brother Idiot was not dead!" The first green-skinned Waaagh wrestled with his companion. The big pot that had just opened the pot was knocked to the ground in the battle between the two.

In the steam everywhere, the newly inserted green skin touched his chin: "I was thinking, Brother Idea is still very Waaagh, I want one too."

In less than a minute, Alix watched the entire Greenskin camp become a group, and the Greenskins fought each other, making it very lively amid the roars of the roars.

"Maybe, if I just look at them like this, they can eliminate themselves?" Alex looked at the camp that was formed with a question mark on his face, feeling that these green skins could actually occupy a place in the black forest, and the attack on human forces retreated step by step, which was a miracle.

Unfortunately, the greens were together for a while, and after four or five unlucky guys died, the farce ended.

Alix looked at the special green skin that was roaring endlessly, pulled away the green skins that refused to stop, and then killed several guys who wanted to take the opportunity to compete for the position of the boss.

He felt like he was watching the only sensible class monitor in the kindergarten, educating hundreds of naughty kids, and he felt a little sympathetic to the alien in the green skin.

With full of blessings, Alix quietly left his carefully selected hiding place, crawled backward carefully and left the temporary camp, intending to say hello to his new neighbor.

The players who were originally divided into three ways gathered together again. Apart from the dozen green skins that Mancini had just encountered, everyone else got nothing.

It seemed that except for the warriors this morning, all the green skins completely gave up their original territory and fled to the depths of the Black Forest.

Even if the demon hunter drives [Wolf Spirit Vision], he can only find some sporadic green-skinned traces. After following them, he will often find a corpse dead in a trap.

A total of twelve traps were discovered, nine of which were harvested. This mysterious hunter lurking in the dark was terrifyingly efficient.

A simple rope trap made the Green Skins fall into trouble again and again, and many traps made of temporary sharpened wooden thorns also welcomed their guests.

"Isn't our way of dealing with Green Skin too positive?" Carpenter asked after burning the Green Skin corpse in the trap again.

The materials scholar who had been running around for a morning with a wild boar carcass on his back began to miss the opportunity to become a mage that he had lost.

"I used to be a high-ranking spellcaster, but I didn't cherish it." This is the most common thing Angus Carpenter said every day after experiencing the battle group mission.

The samurai didn't care about the smell emitted by the burned green corpse, and poured a large mouthful of alcohol that was originally used as a combustion aid: "I've wanted to try this for a long time! It's so powerful! I tell you, head-on fight to solve your enemy is completely different from digging a pit and waiting for you to fall to death."

Carpenter didn't want to debate with this fierce woman who drank like water every day. He shrugged, feeling that at least he still had an advantage in intelligence and there was no need to show his more manly side than her in other aspects.

The demon hunter nodded as the green-skinned corpse gradually turned into ashes: "You are right, this is very reference-based. Maybe the gentleman who made the trap can teach us his experience in person."

"Madam, these traps are not as simple as waiting for your enemies to fall in." As the words of the Demon Hunter, a sudden sound of inserting in came from the top of everyone's heads: "First of all, you need to be familiar with the surrounding environment and determine where these stupid guys will pass by. Secondly, you have to know what kind of traps are more suitable for use there."

"Alix Yeager, survivalist, trap master." Alix, who lay on the trunk and perfectly hid himself in Geely suit, shook the fallen leaves on his body and jumped off the tree: "Of course, I am a ranger now, how did you find me?"

"Don't mind, I'm a perfectionist, I'm sure my disguise is perfect, why do you find me there?" Alix asked the Demon Hunter with a puzzled look on his face.

"I have thermal imaging vision." Xu Yichen answered calmly.
Chapter completed!