Survival for All: I Can Extract the Essence of All Things.

Chapter 207 The envoy of the two races, the spiritual potion!

Southern Wilderness Forest.

A vigorous figure shuttled through the dense forest, and the spear in his hand danced into afterimages, killing the Goblins that kept coming one by one.

It doesn't make much noise when fighting, and it doesn't make any fancy moves.

But it was fast and precise, every strike was just right, never wasting any energy, showing superb fighting skills.

Even if Lin Xiao were to do this again, he would be incompetent in terms of combat skills.

This person is Nasha, the leader of the Sharp Claw Tribe, the Lizardman Tribe.

He followed the Sharpclaw tribe to move out of the hinterland of the Southern Wilderness Forest, and helped the Sharpclaw tribe establish a foothold on the edge of the Southern Wilderness Forest.

As a descendant of the Sharp Claw Tribe's glorious Five Claw Clan, Nasha possesses the purest warrior blood.

In the past 50 years of life, Nasha has grown up from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, becoming the 16th generation leader of the Sharpclaw tribe.

The combat skills honed can be ranked among the best in the Sharpclaw tribe's hundreds of years of history.

Finally, with Nasha taking the lead in fighting, the small group of goblins outside the Sharp Claw tribe was completely defeated.

But looking at the goblins gradually dispersing, Nasha's face showed no joy at all and looked extremely gloomy.

"The leader is mighty!"

"Nasha! Nasha! Nasha!"

Amid the support and cheers of the tribe, Nasha returned to the tribe on a velociraptor.

The goblin corpses would be cleaned up by his men, but the scarlet eyes of those goblins when they were fighting reminded Nasha of some bad things.

Those were the first few years when the Sharpclaw tribe had just moved to the edge of the Southern Wild Forest.

A Goblin clan that was driven to the Southern Wilderness Peninsula by various forces quietly grew in less than a month, forming a shocking green wave in the Southern Wilderness.

The green tide swept through half of the Southern Wilderness, and the previous river master of the Crocodile River population died as a result.

The Loach tribe, the Halfling tribe, and the Half-orc Pig tribe were destroyed one after another.

The Sharp Claw Tribe, which had just migrated over and was barely able to gain a foothold, was almost wiped out by the green tide.

The impact it caused lasted for more than ten years.

In the end, the Lilu clan was supported by the alliance of the Sharpclaw Tribe, Bagg Tribe, Mouth Tribe, and Zhaza Tribe.

With the goblin shaman's suppressive power on the goblins, the chaotic goblins were gradually restrained.

The green tide did not continue to expand and was gradually eliminated with the cooperation of the five forces.

But the influence of the green tide on the five tribes on the border of the Southern Wilderness Forest continues to this day.

If it hadn't been for the Green Tide, the Sharp Claw Tribe might have had the strength to return to their tribe.

The Bagh tribe will not fall from the strongest position among the five tribes.

The Mouth tribe would not be inclined to establish an underground kingdom.

The Lord of the Crocodile River will not be born quietly and grow to the extent of monopolizing the Southern Wilderness Peninsula.
So seeing the signs of the green tide reappearing again, Nasha was full of vigilance.

"That idiot Ligulu messed up at the critical moment!"

Thinking of the lizard man shaman Ji Xijin's report that day, Nasha couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

It was an agreement between Goblin and Liguru to allow Goblins to breed openly, and the purpose was to deal with the Crocodile who was undergoing extraordinary transformation.

But now, the development of things is obviously beyond Liguru's control, and will even be beyond its control.

"Chief, there are people from the Bage tribe and the Mous tribe."

As soon as he entered the tribe, a lizard knight ran over and reported a piece of information to Nasha.

After hearing this, Nasha simply gave up cleaning the stains on his body and followed the Swift Lizard Knight into the tribe's reception room.

In the living room, a ratman and a kobold had obviously been waiting for a while.

When he saw Nasha coming in, he immediately jumped off his chair and came to greet him.

However, the long-prepared questioning was aborted due to Nasha's bloody and murderous intent.

All he could do was watch Nasha pass between them, go straight to the main seat and sit down.

"Where are your leaders and shamans?"

Nasha took the towel from the female lizardman who was waiting on his side and asked casually while wiping the blood on his body.

"The shaman and leader are busy cleaning up the goblins around the tribe, so they can only send us over." The rat man spoke first.

"Our shaman and leader are also killing goblins." The kobold said after him.

They are not lying.

The number of goblins outside the Mouth tribe and the Bagg tribe is much greater than that of the Lizardman tribe.

To this day, the entire tribe is still fighting the goblins.

However, there is another reason why the shaman and the leader did not come in person.

That is, I am worried that after I come to the Lizardman Tribe, I will never be able to go back.
Nasha has been the leader for so many years, so he naturally knows this very well.

The rat tribe and kobold tribe also know that it has an agreement with the goblin shaman Ligulu to open breeding.

As a result, the goblins are now fighting at the door of the kobold and rat tribe.

This had to make the kobolds and ratmen suspicious. The lizardmen and goblins joined forces to deal with the crocodiles, but actually wanted to kill them.

After all, the five tribes on the border of the Southern Wilderness Forest have inevitably had friction in their development over the past few decades.

There are only so many resources at the border of the Southern Wilderness Forest. Nasha wants to make the Sharp Claw tribe strong. Not only are the crocodiles a thorn in the side, they are also a thorn in the flesh. "I don't know what's going on with the Goblin. It's most likely that Liguru got away with it.

I have sent Ji Xijin to investigate, and I believe it won't be long before we get the answer. "

In Nasha's eyes, only the Crocodile River Lord is the mountain that weighs on the Sharpclaw tribe.

Skaven and kobolds are its strength against the Crocodile River Lord.

So Nasha was willing to be patient and talk to the two people in front of him.

If it were not for the sake of the overall situation, even if the leaders of the ratmen and kobolds were face to face with the shaman.

With Nasha's proud temperament, he definitely didn't bother to explain.

As the only fifth-level combat power among the five races and a bloodline warrior, Nasha is not afraid of the other four races.

"The Mous tribe believes in Chief Nasha!"

"So is the Bagh tribe."

After hearing Nasha's words, the rat and kobold messengers responded obediently and asked no more questions.

Especially kobold messengers.

After feeling the faint aura of dragon nature emanating from Nasha's body, he wanted to kneel in front of Nasha.

It took longer than Nasha expected.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the lizard man shaman Ji Xijin hurried into the house.

The lizard knight following it was also escorting a goblin.

And he is a Goblin clan shaman who has reached the third level.

Glancing at the kobolds and rat men waiting with Nasha, Ji Xijin immediately said what he had investigated after receiving Nasha's signal:
“Chief, Liguru is dead.

A new group of monsters appeared on the barren mountain south of the River Lord's lair.

When Liguru led his men to attack the gathering place for outsiders called humans, they were attacked by this group of monsters.

Liguru died, and the 43 clans he brought with him suffered heavy losses, and the Goblin Warriors were downright non-existent.

As a result, the goblins are leaderless and have no one to control them.

Later, when the Warcraft group returned to its territory, it also introduced the Goblin group into the Southern Wilderness Forest, which led to the current situation. "

After the words fell, the kobold messenger couldn't wait to ask:
"Another group of monsters appears?!!"

Nasha and the rat messenger beside him also had surprise and disbelief on their faces.

The five tribes in the upper reaches of the Crocodile River have suffered a lot from the crocodile population in recent years.

In my heart, there has been quite a shadow on the Warcraft population.

Now I suddenly heard that there was another Warcraft species in the Southern Wasteland, and I suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Even Ji Xijin's report about the emergence of a gathering place for outsiders in the Southern Wilderness Peninsula was ignored by the foreigners present.

The Southern Wilderness Peninsula is adjacent to the Narrow Sea to the east. It is not uncommon for some outsiders to appear.
"It's just a fourth-level monster species." Ji Xijin said.

"That's not right either."

Nasha interrupted Ji Xijin and said:
"There should be certain signs for the birth of a Warcraft population. Why does this Warcraft population seem to appear suddenly?"

After thinking about it, Nasha continued:
“Moreover, most of the Warcraft species are not very harmonious.

How could a fourth-level monster have the guts to place its lair near the Crocodile's lair? "

The birth of the crocodile population took longer than the establishment of the tribes of the three races here.

Only the Lizardmen Sharpclaw tribe, which has a relatively deep foundation, knows that the birth of the Warcraft species does not happen overnight.

Even the current Lord of the Canggu River was not as powerful as he is now.

It was completely caused by the disaster of the green tide, which greatly reduced the strength of all races and had no time to take care of it.

Now a group of Warcraft suddenly appeared, and Nasha immediately felt something was wrong.

It was as if a big hand was secretly controlling the situation in the Southern Wilderness Peninsula.

Ji Xijin didn't know how to answer Nasha's question.

It thought for a long time and could only say vaguely:
"I observed it from a distance. It seems that the monster is only at the fourth level. It is a canine monster that can be killed to make blood potions."

With the bloodline of a fifth-level lizard, which has now transformed into a dragon bloodline, Nasha is not too interested in the fourth-level canine monster.

It thought about it, and inexplicably thought of the death of Kutak (the fourth-level lizard man, the battle of the Tyrannosaurus Rex), and a shadow suddenly fell on its heart.

The atmosphere in the reception room became silent as a result.

"Chief Nasha, I think the most urgent task is to find a way to deal with the green tide."

After a while, the rat messenger broke the silence and said to Nasha:

“You should know the dangers of green tide better than we do.

Once the green tide reaches a large scale, it will be a disaster more terrible than the alligator. "

After hearing the words of the rat messenger, Nasha temporarily put aside the haze in his heart, thought for a moment, and finally focused on the third-order Goblin clan shaman brought by Ji Xijin.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Nasha's mind.

It turned its head, looked at the rat messenger, and asked:
"I heard that Banan Shaman has a spiritual potion formula that can temporarily increase the spiritual power of extraordinary creatures to a higher level?"

(End of this chapter)