Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 87 Yeenogu's Fangs (Please Subscribe!)

In the deep night, the cold moon hangs high, and the biting cold wind covers the sky, whizzing past the treetops in the jungle, and the shadows of the trees sway violently.

The bonfires in the unfinished camp of the Wolf Man Tribe were flickering and flickering, and the sound of howling wolves came out frequently, stirring endlessly under the night sky.

quack~quack~
At this time, a black crow shrouded in shadows hid in the air, made a hoarse and desolate ominous sound, flapped its small wings, and disappeared from the camp of the Wolf man in a flash.

Snapped!
Somewhere in the corner of the Gnoll camp where animal skins and sundries were piled up, the exquisite glass bottle shone with the cold light of the cold moon, like a ray of contempt.

Galloping down from the air, it hit a solid wooden post, making an imperceptible sound of glass shattering.

boom!
After the viscous flaming glue liquid comes into contact with the air, it is like a dry wood meeting a raging fire. The raging flame greedily spreads to all ignitable objects around, burning violently.

The flames soaring into the sky filled every corner of this space with an unpleasant smell of burning and thick smoke.

Ow!

When the guards patrolling the camp noticed the flames, they raised their voices and howled to the sky, howling wolves in bursts.

Groups of ghouls with terrifying faces ran out of the simple wooden house in a panic.

The red flames reflected on their hideous faces full of scars, adding a bit of majesty to the chaotic night.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Accompanied by bursts of crows' hoarse screams, the glass bottle fell to the hard ground, making a small shattering sound.

In an instant, it was covered by the howls of gnolls, the growls of ogres, and the panicked screams of goblin kobold slaves.

Built on the bank of the Emerald River, in the unfinished wolf man camp, under the light of the dotted fire, there are hideous humanoid creatures running around in a panic.

"As expected of the jackals from the Great Swordscar Mountains, it can be seen from these neat and orderly buildings that their civilization is quite high."

Horat, who was hiding in the dark, glanced at the general situation of the Gnoll camp through the scorching fire, and sighed.

"Otherwise, how could it be possible to suppress the many humanoid tribes headed by hill giants and ogres in the mountains.

If they hadn't attacked Cold Winter City desperately, resulting in a great loss of strength and breaking the delicate balance in the mountains, our territory of Emerald Field would not have been threatened by these large wolf man tribes. "

Thorn, who was hiding beside Horat, also glanced at it, and said lightly.

These Gnoll tribes from the depths of the Great Swordscar Mountains obviously have their own inheritance.

They know how to forge weapons, make leather armor, tame beasts, and win allies on a large scale.

At the same time, a large number of kobolds and goblins will be captured as their slaves, and they will mine, forge weapons and equipment, and do some miscellaneous work for them in their spare time.

When the invasion was launched, they were driven to the forefront to serve as cannon fodder, and they could also be used as food reserves when food was in short supply.

The value of a slave is brought into full play.

From the coverage area of ​​the Wolf man camp, Thorne can roughly judge that there are at least 1500 Wolf men in this camp.

This is not counting the goblin kobold slaves they captured, and the little allies they recruited: hill giants, ogres, and trolls.

These jackals obviously came across the Emerald River from the Great Swordscar Mountains, and then built their camp in the depths of the Moonlight Forest, next to the raging Emerald River to the west, and the Lizardmen's Bottomless Swamp to the east.

This more favorable terrain happened to block the road from Twilight Town to Iron Horse Town. From the way the other party built their camp, it was obvious that they planned to stand firmly here.

Because large-scale ethnic groups will not wander around, only by establishing a complete settlement can they ensure stable development and obtain sufficient food.

As long as the Gnoll tribe had enough food, their numbers would increase explosively.

The origin of the gnolls can be traced back to when the demon lord Yeenoghu first came to the material plane and roamed in it. A group of ordinary hyenas followed him to clean up the remains of his kills for the demon lord.

For the sake of convenience, Yeenogu transformed these hyenas who followed him into the first batch of gnolls, followed him to wander around and kill them, until they were banished back to the bottomless abyss.

Since then, these hyena-turned gnolls have been scattered all over the world and multiplied, becoming a terrible legacy of demon power.

The king of the gnolls - Yeenoghu's greatest dream is to see the prosperity of his people - the gnolls.

He always imagined a Prime Material Plane controlled by his people, where elves, humans, dwarves, and halflings were just slaves and food for gnolls.

The descendants of these gnolls left behind on the Material Plane often enjoy celebrating victories by conducting demonic ceremonies and sacrificing blood to Yeenoghu.

The demon lord will also be happy to reward these devout worshipers. In order to enhance the strength of the people on the material plane, the king of gnolls will let one of the presiding sacrificial rituals be possessed by the spirit of the demon.

This gnoll, marked as Yeenoghu's favorite, will be lucky enough to be chosen: Yeenoghu Fang.

When the enemies killed by Yeenoghu's fangs are fed to ordinary hyenas, the person being fed will grow into an adult wolf man after going through a terrible transformation just like the first batch of gnolls created by Yeenoghu.

Depending on the number of hyenas in a gnoll tribe, Yeenoghu's fangs can cause a dramatic increase in the number of its gnoll brethren.

Finding and killing these Yeenoghu fangs is the only way to control the gnoll population.

"Let's go!"

Thorn, who was hiding in the dark, saw that the Gnoll camp was in complete chaos at this time, and immediately waved to Horat beside him.

When he noticed that several huge hill giants uprooted the thick trees with a height of more than five meters, and beat the burning fire with the dense branches and leaves like brooms.

Then he understood that this kind of chaotic fire might not last long in front of the hill giant, so the two of them had to hurry up.

Seeing Horat's response, Thorn waved his hand lightly, with a thought.

——"Shadow Hand Pie (Enhanced Skill): Shadow Cloak!"

As the move was activated, a force of qi in Thorn's body turned into a cloud of shadow energy that wrapped his entire body, and then disappeared on the spot.

Horat was surprised when he saw Thorne disappearing, and put away the magic scroll that was about to be handed to Thorne.

Then, not daring to waste time, he took out a small eyelash wrapped in transparent glue from his pocket, and quickly began to chant spells.

——"Second Ring Spell: Invisibility!"

The moment the spell-casting material in Horat's hand disappeared, his figure also disappeared in place.

On a wide ground in the deepest part of the Gnoll camp, four huge braziers were burning raging fire, illuminating the entire space like daytime.

Under the light of the fire, it was a tragic scene. There were scarlet bloodstains flowing everywhere, mixed with dried bloodstains, almost soaking the entire ground, and the strong smell of blood filled every corner.

Cages made of wooden strips were piled up around the site, filled with pungent and stenchy cages, where many short and dirty gray-skinned goblins were imprisoned.

These dwarf humanoid creatures cuddled and curled up together, and when they looked at the bloody rituals in the center of the venue, there was deep fear in their eyes.

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