Lord Roar

Chapter 281

A total of [-] barbarians lived in the barbaric ancient plains, and the chief tribe in the center of the barren wasteland was the heart and brain of the barren ancient plains. A steady stream of supplies were distributed from here to the four major tribes, and then distributed to other vassal tribes by the four major tribes.

No one ever asked where the supplies came from, and the Warchief tribe never explained.

Mastering the supplies is equivalent to mastering the lifeblood of all barbarian tribes, and mastering the four major tribes is equivalent to mastering the barrel of a gun, so the Great Chief tribe commands the entire Great Wasteland.

From the Great Chief Manstein to the Council of Elders, as well as the three major priests of the Great Wizard, the Great Prophet, and the Great Shaman, no matter who they are, as long as they walk on the Great Wasteland, they all represent the highest will of the Great Chief tribe and the Great God of Kakalu .

This simple ruling structure has been practiced for hundreds of years, and everyone has long been used to it.

Today, however, nearly two-thirds of the barbaric core high-level figures, the barbarian great chief Manstein, the great elder Ren, the great wizard Tatar, and the great prophet Gonzalez, brought the chief of the three tribes Nighthawk Dylan and the giant Johnny Ax and Billy the Bloodthirsty, like dead dogs, rode the Steppenwolf and followed the Acid Crow all the way.

Halton, the messenger who rode on the acid-etched giant crow, wiped the cold sweat off his face and said, "Old Chief Zac, why don't you let me go?"

Old Zach turned his head and asked inexplicably, "Why, it's so comfortable to ride on Murto, and they don't have any extra wasteland wolves for you to mount."

Haldon showed a bitter expression, but I would rather run with two.

Stretching his head, he glanced at the several high-level officials riding on the giant wasteland wolf on the ground. Heldon felt awkward. Old chief, you are trying to kill me. The high-level executives with heads and faces ran on the ground riding the wasteland wolf. . .

After driving all night, Manstein led a group of wasteland executives and finally arrived at the gate of the Bloodhoof Camp. Flying into the Bloodhoof camp, and now the entrances to the camp are all towering giant trees less than one meter apart, and it is impossible to see clearly or find where the entrance is.

Before that, because Allen found that he had offended too many people, he asked East to hide the entrance. Most people really couldn't find the entrance, so it was considered a precautionary measure.

A group of people waited for a while, and the muddy-faced little Zack ran out holding a wasteland bear cub, and said angrily, "Come here, wait for me to pick you up?"

The elder Ren, who had only been here once, rolled his eyes and scolded: "The Bloodhoof Tribe is arrogant. I waited to come all night, but I just sent you a half-old child out to greet you?"

"Idiot! Love to come or not, the young master has already given you a lot of face by coming out to pick you up." After the little Zach finished speaking, he left without looking back. When he walked into the camp, he did not forget to look up at a The giant tree shouted: "Master East, when these guys leave for a while, don't forget to change the direction of the entrance again, who knows if these guys will remember it secretly."

Manstein gave a wry smile and led the crowd to follow behind.

Great Elder Ren said in a low voice with his face sinking like water: "Everyone, we must unify our caliber after entering the Bloodhoof camp. The battle between the northern and southern tribes is imminent. We must not let the Bloodhoof tribe take the lead. We must let the representatives of the Holy See You know, we are the ones who have the final say on the Great Wasteland, but don’t forget, we represent all the barbarians on the Wilderness Ancient Plain, and a mere Bloodhoof camp is optional.”

Everyone nodded secretly, but Manstein, Gonzales, and Tatar were somewhat disdainful, but they didn't show it.

When everyone entered the Bloodhoof camp, Allen came forward, and several high-level tribesmen and representatives of foreign aid stood behind him.

Manstein smiled, thinking that this guy finally understood something. Although he didn't go out to greet him, at least he knew to stand here and wait.

Allen walked quickly, with a warm smile on his face.

Manstein nodded slightly, posing as a superior, and then. . . .Then Allen passed him, walked straight to Gonzales, and said enthusiastically: "Oh, old man... the old prophet, you have worked hard all the way, come on, come on, a top human cook just came to the camp, give You show your hands."

Gonzalez smiled bitterly, and said awkwardly: "Let's talk about business first, this time the chief and several high-level officials are also here, besides, I have traveled in the human country, and I have seen top cooks

Before Gonzalez could finish speaking, Allen interjected: "Hey, I'm not bragging with you, you must have never seen a vindictive cook, let's go, Giselle and I will show you."

Regardless of the embarrassment on the faces of other people, Allen left with his arms around Gonzalez, who was forced to smile.

And Samson and Clios also walked over with big feet, grabbed the giant ax Johnny by the neck like a chick, and took them away, cursing as they walked: "You heartless You son of a bitch, it's been so long and you haven't said that you came to see your uncle and uncle!"

Johnny Axe, the former No. [-] warrior in the wilderness, had a bitter face, and was taken away by two giants by the neck, and was reprimanded as he walked.

Old Zac greeted Old Dylan, the Chief of the Nighthawk Tribe with whom he had a good relationship, winked non-stop, and finally beckoned to Old Dylan and took him away.

Hathaway was dressed in aristocratic attire, nodded slightly to greet everyone, then walked up to the great wizard Tatar and said, "Hello, respected barbarian great wizard Tatar, can you take a step to speak?"

Tatar frowned. He knew that the beautiful human girl in front of him was a mage, but he didn't know what the other party wanted from him.

But the two sides are not familiar with each other, and I am also one of the spiritual leaders of the [-] barbarians. In front of so many high-level chiefs, although the other party is a magician, if I just leave with others like this, I will lose face. Said, when the time comes, everyone will think that they have some shady business with the Bloodhoof tribe.

"Human wizard, if you have anything to say, you can just say it here." Tatar glanced at Manstein from the corner of his eye. .

Hathaway didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to introduce you last time, my name is Anne Hathaway, the eldest princess of the Principality of Lothar, I wish you well, respected barbarian elder, I have some personal questions I would like to ask you about the knowledge of ancient magic elements and the portrait of Alan you drew after the great god Kakalu entrusted you with a dream. I think only the wisest wise men can help you in the wild ancient Come to me, are you right?"

Tatar's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied in an instant. If you don't talk about the shadow of the famous tree, the news in the wild ancient plain is blocked, and you have heard about the flower of Lothar. Let alone Princess Hathaway's identity as a mage The strength of the representatives behind her can make anyone feel contemptuous and then lower their posture. If they can make the other party praise a wise elder, Tatar feels that it is enough for him to brag for a lifetime.

And the other party simply doesn't want to show too much face. This is the first time he has enjoyed such high praise in the Bloodhoof Camp. Listen, the respected barbarian elder, the most wise wise man in the ancient wilderness, and the other party is still on the mainland of St. Cassis Princess Hathaway, who is known as No.1 of the younger generation, is the demeanor of a human aristocrat, unlike a certain chief who said three words to you. Mom, two words and one to get out of here. Quality.

"Hello, Princess Hathaway, your beauty is as dazzling as in the legend." Tatar didn't care what the people around him thought at this time, his mentality changed instantly, and he said humbly: "Is it for you to explain your doubts?" My honor, please lead the way, I believe I will help you find an answer."

Hathaway showed a bright smile, and the group of people around looked a little crazy.

Stretching out her flawless white jade arm, Hathaway held Tatar's arm generously and said: "In our Principality of Lothar, when facing wise elders, the younger generation will always act coquettishly to please the wise elders. This is why our royal family is not famous. The custom is also respect."

Tatar, who was held by Hathaway's arm, was taken far away by Hathaway as if he was stepping on a cloud.

But on the way, I always regretted it. I knew that I should take a good bath before coming here.

Big Babylon ran over ghostly, glanced at Billy, and said proudly: "Chief Blood Snake, come with me and ask you something."

Bloodthirsty Billy snorted coldly and ignored him.

Big Babylon didn't mind either, imitating the other party's appearance, he also snorted coldly, and said, "If I didn't see that your battle guardian beast is also a snake, who the hell would ask you."

Billy's memory of the horned python in Babylon was still fresh, and he asked subconsciously, "Is your battle guardian sick?"

"It's not that I'm sick, it's just that I don't like to eat these days. The chief also specially warned me that the Bloodhoof Camp does not owe favors to outsiders. I thought that if you help me look, I will be eliminated by then." The set of full-body armor that fell is given to you."

Billy, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, flashed to the side of Big Babylon like a ray of light, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Have the horned-winged python eaten anything cold recently? Did you sleep well? Do you often communicate and play? Are you in a bad mood? Didn't you take a bath in cold water? Don't worry, I know snake-like beasts best , you didn’t lie to me, I helped you watch the horned python, will you really give me that set of iron armor?”

Big Babylon rolled his eyes and led Billy to the animal pen.

Manstein and Great Elder Ren exchanged glances, and both of them couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling wryly.

This time, a total of seven people came to represent the entire Wild Ancient Plains negotiating delegation. Except for the chiefs of the three major tribes, almost half of the top leaders of the great chief tribes came.

They said they were on the same front before, but it turned out to be a good thing. As soon as the front foot entered the Bloodhoof Tribe, five out of seven people were taken away.

Allen appeared in front of Manstein again.

Manstein asked with a half-smile, "Where's the old guy Gonzalez?"

"Giselle is dragging."

At this moment, Great Elder Ren seemed to understand something, and said angrily, "Why don't I find someone I know well and leave?"

Allen shook his head.

Glancing at the Great Elder Ren, Manstein said lightly: "Only the Great Elder Ren is left?"

"Yeah!" Allen nodded and said, "Be a witness."

After speaking, he pointed to Orpheus and Ronningt and gave a brief introduction, and then led everyone to a nearby stone house.

(End of this chapter)