"Someone robbed our territory!" The samurai stood up from the ground like a cat with a trampled tail. Her very oppressive height made everyone around her retreat: "Who is it? How dare you do this?"
Li Yanlong also asked eagerly: "It shouldn't be the disgusting thing from Chaos that can occupy the territory? Let me slowly taste it!"
Ranger nodded with a deep sense of the same feeling. As a remote output professional, in his previous mission, he became a scout underground before he could load coins. This experience deeply hurt Ranger's self-esteem.
"Our enemy is Greenskin!" The Demon Hunter announced to everyone: "A Greenskin tribe occupied our castle, a Greenskin tribe with more than five hundred people."
Xu Yichen looked at the injured or the underage witch and said to Arteya: "Thank you very much for standing here with us, but this is our own battle, and we will solve it in our own way."
Arteya shook her head and replied formally: "This time, the witches are willing to stand by your side, fight for you, and the Demon Hunter. I just received the message that the Federation hopes to become a collaborator with you. At the same time, set up a safe house in your battle group station. Once a witch is threatened nearby, I hope you can become our protector. Of course, the Federation will add corresponding investments to your territory."
Hearing additional investment, before the witch hunter answered, the witch hugged the witch's slender shoulders and stood beside the witch, the witch seemed to be like bean sprouts standing beside the eggplant: "I tell you, your business will be mine in the future! Whoever dares to cause trouble for you is our trouble!"
When she heard the letter from the Federation, the magic-shaped woman on the ground lit up her eyes, but when she saw Arteya, code-named "Fire Crow", did not say anything about her, the magic-shaped woman temporarily suppressed her excitement and waited for the following text. She believed that the witches' Federation would not let her be imprisoned here.
Arteya couldn't stand the familiarity of the samurai, but the witch who had had many contacts with this female barbarian knew the other party's temperament well, so she did not push Vitoriya away, but said helplessly to the demon hunter: "You should know that our ally with Cersei Lannister has broken down. I'm afraid that some conflicts will break out between the Witch Federation and the Pirates in the future. So the Federation hopes that you can stand on our side."
The demon hunter looked at Arteya with some surprise. He always thought that the Witch Federation was just a loose organization formed by the witches gathered together to protect themselves. However, the financial and material resources that this organization repeatedly showed exceeded Xu Yichen's initial estimate of it. This time, his treason and his tough attitude towards the pirates made him look at him with some admiration.
"I guess it's not just because the pirates didn't show up on time to capture the black ship, but also other reasons?" the demon hunter asked as he looked at Arteya.
"The Witch Federation has authorized me to be your full-right contact person, and most of the information in the Federation can be open to you." Arteya showed a document with a complicated seal to the Demon Hunter. Her tone formally made Xu Yichen feel that she was receiving diplomatic officials from neighboring countries.
"Cersei Lannister was the agent we chose before, and now she has betrayed us." Arteya began to explain the causes and consequences: "In order to ensure the survival and interests of the witches, we often support some newly emerging forces. The Lannister family was an investment decades ago, starting with Mama's grandfather."
The demon hunter nodded. He knew the embarrassing situation of the witches. In reality, Umbrella Company also often used this model of changing directions to support the puppet forces. As a result, until the colonial fleet set off, this evil group wanted by the world had not been completely eliminated. The centipede died without being stagnant, which was all about it.
"The Lannister family head of this generation, Cersei Lannister, is a witch." Arteya broke a big news: "The Federation thought this would strengthen the relationship between our two families, but..."
The demon hunter now understands why Alteya was so sure that Mama, who was born as a pirate, would not betray him, because the other party was also a witch! But she obviously didn't know enough about Mama. When she betrayed her allies, the other party seemed very straightforward. But Xu Yichen couldn't understand why Mama betrayed the Witch Federation? She wanted the black ship's excessive request, and the witch finally agreed. What benefits does this do to her?
The demon hunter looked at Arteya with confusion, waiting for the other party's following.
"The Federation just informed me." Arteya looked around and looked at the people around him, lowered his voice and said, "One of the islands occupied by Cersei Lannister, a high-purity mitrish veins were found on an island."
Xu Yichen knew that Misin was very valuable when he heard the name. The material Misin appeared on several pieces of equipment he had obtained, but as a player, he did not know the value of this thing. However, the reactions of people around him were enough to reposition the value of this thing.
The demon-shaped woman who was originally lying on the side sat up from the ground regardless of her injuries. The silent nun who had been monitoring her next to her couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This was the first time that the demon hunter had seen such a complicated expression on the other party's face.
"This thing is very valuable? Is this why she betrayed you?" asked the Demon Hunter.
"Value? A mitrilite? This thing is simply priceless, or it is the real source of disaster!" The Demon Hunter's words made the Demon-shaped woman laugh. The wounded did not hide her contempt for these rookies. She said in a dreamlike tone: "mitrilian! Everyone in the world will snatch the heads for it. Its ductility is as outstanding as bronze, but it can be polished like glass. It can be made into a weapon that is stronger than steel, but light as goose feathers. Its beautiful luster is like freshly polished silver, but it will not fade with time."
Arteya nodded and said, "The Federation will not allow this rare mineral to be monopolized by Lannister. But when we started our operations yesterday, Mama had officially stated to the Federation of Witches that she refused to jointly develop and wanted to take it alone. When I received the news, it was too late, and she fooled us all."
"A little pirate has such a big appetite?" Celistein, who has received elite education, couldn't help but interrupt: "She can't defend this industry. As long as the mitral produced here appears in the market, countless forces will be eyeing it!"
"Don't forget that the little pirate in your mouth has taken away a black ship." Arteya seized the opportunity and stirred up the other party's scars: "The hidden power of Mama is even greater than you imagined. With our support over the years, the Lannister family has a very deep strength in the overseas archipelago!"
" Raise a tiger as a disaster!" The Silent Nun used a Cyris idiom to describe the witches' mistakes.
Mithril Mineral Vein? The Demon Hunter looked at the players around him. Everyone's eyes were all the same color, greed! But the pirates far away from the mainland, with the current strength of the players, probably wouldn't have the chance to get involved. However, it's good to mess around at critical moments. Is it good to be used by me? No one should use it.
After making up his mind to find trouble for Mama in the future, the Demon Hunter brought the topic back to the territory. After all, the Green Skin tribe with a scale of 500 people also occupied the landmark of the castle, which was a difficult bone to crack.
What are the green skins who are regarded as a hard bone by everyone?
In front of the castle on the edge of the Black Forest, a rusty wooden statue stands. On the top of the statue, nearly three-story high, is a rough bucket-shaped head that can make a boy laugh, if not that face... a cruel face, a harsh face, a face full of green-skin confidence and green-skin power.
The kind that can stare you down and if you don't retreat, you will be able to beat you up. If you do, you may also have a face. It towers on the edge of the territory of the Demon Hunter, with eyes directly looking at the castle. It is surrounded by a simple fence between the garbage pit and the tent set up by the greens, behind it is trees and stenched from the woods. This is not an optimistic place for a worshipped god, but the believers obviously don't care, and the gods themselves don't care what good ideas these greens can have.
After all, this statue is the main god worshipped by the Greenskins. This is what the Greenskins call it. Although the gods in this world have been confirmed that there is no such great god in the known space. But whenever you see thousands of Greenskins gushing out of the territory you cleared last year, you will still be like the Greenskins, sighing, Brother Go is on.
The statue looked down at the shack of the great savages of this tribe, as if looking into the war in the distance - it would guide your way, if you could see so far. The huge and fat body is the eternal pursuit of all green-skinned, which inspires any green-skinned soul that looks up to it.
And it has been inspiring here for a long time. For the upcoming Waaagh, as the master of the Green Face Tribe, Brother Idea has seen some conscripts from the statue. He plans to take his lazis to smash the weapons needed by the tribe before dark.
The hammer in his hand made a ping-pong sound, sparks flew everywhere, and Brother Dotto felt very upset. Every day, there were a total of axes and hammers, which made Brother Dotto feel that his duty as a master was insulted, just like a cheap butt spirit dancing in front of him.
Brother Idea rested his barrel chin on his fist and fell into deep thought. He wondered if he could make a weapon that could cut the shrimp into pieces like an axe, and make a huge loud sound.
Zog Mancini, a player from the EU area, is observing the green-skinned camp on a hill not far away. As a mercenary who was once hired with the Umbrella Company, he has too many painful memories on the earth. When he was young and ignorant, he served in a special operation team in the EU. During an operation, he slid and killed a civilian. As a result, this time he was accidentally uploaded to the Internet by an unknown photographer.
Although he had a full-coverage helmet covering his appearance, the EU government has been questioned by all parties in terms of human rights. This time, Mancini, who was at the forefront, was naturally cleared out of the army. The unemployed Mancini relied on his outstanding personal skills and resume to work in a small PMC company, and was more casual than before.
Until that time, it was a very common noon, and Mancini and his squad were responsible for guarding an airport in a war-torn area. A very small airport in the center of the desert could only take off and land some medium-sized drones. Although drones come and go frequently every day, as a PMC security officer, Mancini never asked about any abnormal situations. The less they knew, the safer they were.
This simple truth saved his life. At that time, he was having lunch in the cafeteria at the base. The monotonous synthetic food and the heat outside made everyone who came to eat seem listless, and then something exciting happened.
As the crisp sound of the glass breaking sounded, several black things were shot into the canteen from outside the window. The hard training in the army made Mancini close his eyes, cover his ears, and grow his mouth. Then the shock bomb exploded in the canteen. The invisible shock wave made Mancini's brain feel as if he was strung hard, but his behavior saved his eardrums and semicircular canals, allowing him to climb under the table as soon as possible.
Then there was a foul smell, which was simply a smell of hell. Most people in the cafeteria vomited continuously, which made Mancini feel quite disgusting. During the Special Operations Team, he underwent several surgeries, and some small and inconspicuous artificial organs made him survive the attacks of bio-wave shock bombs and skunk bombs.
Zog Mancini is a real person who has been on the battlefield. He knew that the set of methods he had been through was a standard common method of regular combat troops. The local armed forces were still at the level of shooting black guns. So he endured the disgusting feeling and pressed one of his subordinates back into the pile of vomit, preventing the other party from drawing their guns.
However, he immediately discovered that the real disgusting thing had just begun. With a disturbing sound of tearing, many airport employees who were originally eating pig food in the cafeteria with him turned into muscle monsters, or other curious things. Umbrella! This was the first word that flashed through Mancini's mind, and he immediately understood why the commission this time was so high.
Then, he broke through the wall and the fully enclosed exoskeleton armed soldiers started stirring plasma in the canteen with the heavy weapons in their hands. That was the first time Mancini saw Xu Yichen.
Chapter completed!