Othua's War Banner

Chapter 606: Chapter 0601

"Wait for me here."

John patted Qi on the shoulder, put on his clothes and walked towards the main building.

"I'm going to talk to the boss about something, mother, don't be tricked into working again, don't believe anyone except your acquaintances in the tribe who call you."

John was in a mess. He didn't think about what to say until he finished his business affairs. In front of the main building, he was stopped by a wolf-riding sentinel. Then he recovered.

"I'm looking for the boss, let's drive." Han seemed aggressive, but usually no one would stop him.

The sentinel sighed and wanted to explain, but Kuima's voice came directly from behind: "The battle banner is waiting for him."

As the two walked side by side, Quema explained again. "It's explaining things inside. It's very important. Other matters have been put on hold. Don't be angry with the brothers who are on guard."

While speaking, Collins came out with a solemn expression, passed by the two of them, and nodded.

He has new armor, a new steel sword, and his messy beard has been shaved off, giving him the look of a general again.

John went inside the main building and saw Ken standing in the corridor looking at the tribe outside the window.

"Boss, it's all done. Those stupid and dull businessmen are frightened by Frengundo, and they won't move until I kick their ass."

John still speaks with great momentum.

【Your quartermaster is very preoccupied and seems to have something to say. 】

Ken tilted his head slightly.

Quima turned and left tacitly.

John didn't go away, with his pockets in his pocket, his face sullen, and he waited for the sound of footsteps to go away before raising his head and asking:
"It's so similar, mother, the situation encountered by Sandun Kaya... I have experienced it. The place where I used to stay was destroyed by the war, and the stupid big man carried me out of the ruins, and only then did the wilderness walker. "

"It's so rare, you've done a lot for me, but this is the first time I've heard you talk about it."

"Hehe, Boss, you are very busy, and we haven't talked a few times, but the things that our tribe has encountered are very complicated. Sometimes, if you are selected, you will die..."

John kept looking at Zhan Jing while talking, and Ken turned around with calm eyes.

He swallowed back the rest of the words, showing a dazed and wilted expression.

"It seems that you know it all, and yes, you are so clever, and you know a lot about big things."

John was exhausted, memories flooding back and draining him of strength.

Ken nodded feelingly.

The Hankey Brothers' original tribe was a victim of Flengundor's "Kingchosen".

His former battle banners and compatriots failed to withstand the test of the orc cavalry.

"Don't take chances, this is war, even more ruthless than the Qi Bing apostle."

John's hair was loose when he spoke, and there was an indescribable tiredness between his brows and eyes.

He wanted to confirm Ken's status, but he had nothing to say until now.

John is very proficient in business development, but no one can compare with Ken in terms of tribal decision-making and even the broader situation in the northern border.

He can only choose to believe.

"I will keep your warning in mind." Ken said while looking at the tribe. He was very busy when the war was approaching, but during the period before the war, he liked to stop and look at Santon Kaya quietly.

"I'm glad to hear you tell me this yourself, John. I won't let Frengundo get it."

Ken took the parchment and counted the resources of the tribe. His tone was not serious, but the things he explained were dangerous.

"I still have to prepare for the worst. You are doing things fairly. I need you to allocate assets in the event of an accident. Contact Ambera Ice Harbor and discuss with Captain Renai and Queenie Pandis."

He handed the list back, implying empowerment and trust.

Everyone is waiting for the orcs to come.

Geraint leaned against the tree hole to lie down quietly, and the elf's harmony was not afraid of the severe cold, and it could also prevent Ivan from freezing to death.

He is silent most of the time.

The snow fell continuously at night, and the bent pine branches fell to the ground. After the hunting season, the gray beaver and three-headed bird have started to move. The greenery is blooming, and every life in the forest is sending messages to the elves.

"There are things approaching, many, no, there is danger..." Geraint opened his eyes suddenly, and the speed of his speech became faster and faster.

"Are the orcs coming?" Ivan climbed over the mound, his prosthesis was not very convenient in the mud, he paused for a while, and suddenly looked in the direction of the sound.

"Roxani?"

He seemed a little surprised, and froze after saying the name blankly.

"It's not an orc, it's strange, it seems to be..." Geraint didn't finish his sentence.

A green light flashed in front of Ivan, his eyes were spinning while he was suffocating, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't even breathe during the rapid movement.

Geraint grabbed him and fled away in a flash.

A piece of green mist remained in place, the soil bulged high in the blink of an eye, the deep black frozen soil and intertwined root systems were turned up to the sky, the morning dew was shattered, and the forest was stirred into a mess.

The canopy collapsed in all directions.

A huge shadow enveloped the Elf and Ivan, and they were retreating rapidly. If the Elf had been slow to react just now, the two would have been swallowed directly.

Something terrible emerged from the soil, without even triggering the elves' senses.

Many monsters that penetrated the ground flashed through the elf's mind. Thinking of the current situation, he was almost sure to be an earth-eating worm.

"Lo... Rock... Sani."

Ivan looked pained.

The green light enabled him to withstand high-speed movement, but the strong sense of suffocation made him almost unconscious.

He muttered, pointing backwards with trembling hands.

Geraint frowned, and even thought of the terrible consequences of Roxani's connection with the orcs. Fortunately, the monster behind him didn't come after him.

Meeting in the snow forest seems to be a coincidence.

He has a wealth of investigative experience, and the location he chose is the most suitable for observing Thornton Kaya...

Was it for Ken Bouvier?
The green streamer exploded twice, and the magic circle flashed in the air. After the continuous jump, they stopped in the ditch where the withered vines piled up.

Geraint looked back at the snow forest condescendingly, and the frightened birds and broken branches wailed one after another.

Mountain road, snow forest, gentle slope, three black vortexes are brewing, surrounding Santon Kaya.

The powerful and intense aftermath of magic caused the elf a headache, the magic stopped, and Ivan next to him held his head up like a drowning man and gasped for breath.

Geraint also found out after careful observation.

"Not Fron Gundall."

The earth-eating worms couldn't sneak in silently, and their size and way of advancing were wrong.

As the dust gradually fell, part of the purple inscription loomed in the shadows, hovering around the monster like armor.

"It's the apostles of Mengyue who have arrived, and those lunatics are going to enter Santon Kaya!"

Geraint felt the familiar occult power, and when the giant beast roared in the air, he could vaguely see the cursed chains-this is the lost cursed power, usually used in war.

Ivan clutched his chest, turned around with difficulty, stared forward and said:
"There is a strong space magic, there is no mistake, this feeling of stagnant time and space... comes from Roxani, she is... at least her power."

(End of this chapter)