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Chapter 142 Your Name(1/2)

The tall gun tower monitors the gnolls' every move. Except for a few extraordinary people, almost no one can attack those high-ranking gun teams.

So a very strange scene appeared on the battlefield. The rats arranged a "good show" on the high ground, but the werewolf who came to attack them could only watch all this happen.

"It seems that your companions don't plan to rescue you anymore, this is really inferior!"

Shakeby once again mocked him, knowing very well what he was going to do, and he had to incite the gnolls below as much as possible.

However, even after the tragic rescue just now, the wolves were still restrained.

It seems that being a villain is not vicious enough! The plot is not fierce enough!

Thinking of this, Shakeby decided to start the "ordinary show" as soon as possible.

"Soldiers, I need to send each of them a dagger."

The rat soldiers were ordered to cooperate with Shakeby's actions, so almost all four werewolves were given a dagger in their hands.

Seeing that the four werewolf had weapons, Shakebi began to say:

"A happy family, now you need to make a decision!

It’s good for anyone to survive, but there can only be one!

Time is tight, and the audience and I are only waiting for the time for 60 breaths.

If you haven't made a decision by then, we will help you make a decision.

At this time, of course I have to survive by myself!

"Little slip-on! What do you tell me to do?"

Not only because of Ictor, but also because of these stupid and incompetent werewolfs under their command.

"This is?"

"I think it's better"

"Look for me?"

In this way, some things will be easier to handle.

Seeing this, Ictor couldn't help but take the lead in slapping it.

The applause was extremely crisp, and the zombie army could be heard clearly from the other side.

All the jackals hated the figure on the high platform and wanted to eat their flesh all the time.

And for tribes, their simple and fragile family relationships have not yet developed to the point of modern society.

"Oh! What a bizarre scene. The father who has the most hope of winning the crown was actually killed by his family! This is really annoying!"

"Hey, Wilbur."

Ictor walked to Wilbur and blessed him with an amplification spell.

Thinking of this, the wereggar father had already let go of all psychological barriers.

What? Why doesn’t he insist on fatherly love? Why doesn’t he sacrifice himself?

Joke, no one wants to die if he steps on his horse.

Just add a little more fire and the guys under the city will be unable to resist the attack. It's so happy.

Unexpectedly, a knife from behind pierced straight into the back of his head!

"Mother."

I let my children be eaten before just to live longer.

The extraordinary zombies who threw spears suddenly felt their blood surge.

The rat soldiers waved the sharp blade in their hands, frightening the wereggar family.

The gnoll's sister crawled out of her father's hand and exclaimed.

The entire third brigade and the fourth brigade, more than 150 rats, immediately exclaimed warm applause.

The family of four hurriedly got together, but after they got together, everyone could not speak.

So Ictor cleared his throat and shouted:

After the desire for survival broke through the concept of family, the family of four reached two consensuses instantly.

"Okay! Applause!"

"I am the servant of the God, the Great Shaman Samir, and I will destroy you, the villain!"

A creature like chimpanzees sometimes tear their cubs apart and feast on them.

This sound seemed to be reaching their ears, but more like hitting their faces.

Now! The timing begins!”

Wilber also mocked Ictor's instructions, but all the gnolls could only beat their chests and stamp their feet, without any means to do anything about them.

"Good show! Good show!"

As a cultured shaman, Samir has indeed learned common language and other things.

The werewolf father was in pain, but he still wanted to stab his two children to death. If he could, he would not give up.

"They actually killed a warrior! These dirty little beasts! Don't they know who is protecting them all the time?"

Fuck! Why is it so useless!

Ictor worked hard to find out his name.

The emotions of the werewolf are becoming increasingly unstable.

Samir Shaman wanted to say something, but even he was very angry.

Because it goes without saying who has the most advantage after his father's death.

"That's it? That's it?"

"They deserve to die!"

The jackals were so angry that a few more minds were stunned on the spot, trying to rush forward with their spears, but were pulled by their companions on the spot.

"That's it! And that unfaithful female zodiac! She is such a bitch!"

As the head of the family, the father of an iron-fisted tribe warrior, he has the most powerful strength!

However, morale still needs to be stable no matter how hard it is. Samir finally recovered and began to comfort his werewolves.

"Samir, it turns out that it's called this!"

The wereggar father was about to say that he might as well let him survive. He would work hard after he went back to avenge his family.

He grabbed his weaker sister and took the dagger and stabbed her to death.

Samir frowned. The human lord was very bad. He thought he was brutal enough to resist the bloody battle flag, but he didn't expect that the other party was even more brutal than him.

Not only that, Ictor also brought the rat people to cheer and mock their bad spells.

Several extraordinary people wanted to throw spears at an extremely long distance, but they could not guarantee the range and accuracy of the guns at the same time.

This is a cruel game, an absurd drama, and it is also a live broadcast!

No matter what decision they make, no matter who survives eventually, they will be despised by their peers on the other side.

Ictor saw the other side's mood rising, so he further fanned the flames.

One of the weak ones had a sweet throat and vomited blood with a mouthful of blood.

"Okay, you two unfilial descendants!"

Soon, the werewolf in front of the position was already full of curses.

So he deliberately used amplification spell to yell at Samir:

"Hey! That old man! That's right, it's you, old guy!"

"Disgusting! The shame of the werewolf!"

But before he could say it, two sharp blades had already stabbed him in the belly.

Not to mention having a dagger, even if it is just bare-handed, this proud warrior has the confidence to kill everyone else.

"?He can understand people's words!"

"Old guy! Who are you and why did you offend my territory!"

Originally, Ictor just shouted casually, but unexpectedly this old guy could speak the common language in mainland China.

In other words, the relationship between parents and children is not necessarily much better than that of chimpanzees.

Because he wants to mock the werewolf.

However, his many actions have already made Ictor see that this wolf has a great status.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? You applaud together!"

But at this time, the word "Mom" was a little weak.
To be continued...
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