I became the ancestor of the blood clan

He needs to do a few things now. First, find a priest to learn the common language and integrate into this world.

Second, you can spend money to hire Huaxia players to provide him with protection. If you have money, you can definitely gain a foothold quickly.

Third, find a safe hiding place and stabilize first.

After a little thought, Henry decided to do these several things at the same time. This is the easiest way to continue the game among the information given to him by the Military Intelligence Department.

Even as long as he can survive a few days, he can take off immediately after a large amount of funds from the military are in place.

Although it was painful to lose the first time, Henry, an elite military man, quickly adjusted.

After determining the target of the next action, he turned his head and looked at the three-edged high wall in the backyard of the church. After slightly sensing the power in his body, Henry felt certain.

can climb over.

He casually threw a stone over the courtyard wall, and after confirming that there was no magic barrier, he took a few steps forward and turned over.

Henry, who has undergone rigorous training, is naturally not weak. Even the physical fitness of a commoner allowed him to climb to the top of the courtyard wall in two or three steps.

But just as he climbed up the courtyard wall, the moment Henry's expression was showing joy, a magic lamp suddenly lit up outside the courtyard wall, and then dozens of guards who seemed to be crouching turned their heads to look at him.

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, Henry wanted to cry at the moment.

"Damn bastard!! What are these people doing here in the middle of the night?!"

This was the last thought of this guy, and then he heard the sound of a crossbow arrow, and his body fell back heavily.

8 Sunday hours later.

It was already 1 o'clock at noon.

Henry, who had been resurrected from the altar, gritted his teeth and stood up. After seeing no one around, he quietly went out through the front door. After making sure that the yard was safe, he was immediately relieved.

"Those damned bastard players should never come again..."

"The back courtyard wall can't be turned over either, let's go from the front."

After this thought arose, Henry was more careful this time, arched his waist slightly, and then stepped forward cautiously, trying to see the situation outside from the broken gate.

But just as he stuck his head out, there was a sound that made him gnash his teeth.

"Hehe, I was too tired from staying up late last night. I just slept comfortably and saw a foreigner when I woke up. It's not bad luck."

The sturdy pockmarked player yawned and looked at Henry with a smile.

"Now that you've seen it, follow me to meet our great God of Devourer..."

Henry's face turned green. He only felt a severe pain in his crotch. He turned around and ran, but as soon as he took a step, the back of his head hurt and he lost consciousness.

His last and only thought was a Chinese national curse that he had learned.

I fuck you uncle...

8 Sunday hours later.

Henry with a cold face was resurrected from the altar.

After quickly confirming that there was no one around, he didn't rush out this time, but started rummaging in the church.

As a professionally trained American military agent, fighting with cold weapons can greatly increase combat effectiveness.

So he needs to find the right weapon.

But unfortunately, there are no good weapons and equipment here, only two slightly hard wooden sticks were found.

With a weapon in his hand, he has more confidence in his heart. He was killed three times in a row and still did not hit this determined American agent. He needs to let outsiders know that America cannot be humiliated.

Hmph, damn Chinese! !

After Henry cursed angrily, looking at the already dark sky, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his mood suddenly became bad. This bullshit game experience, he didn't do anything this day and was killed three times.

This time, he didn't rush out of the yard, but turned out of the window again and came to the backyard again.

He didn't believe it anymore, there were people squatting here last night, and there are still tonight.

But just in case, Henry slowly climbed up the courtyard wall with extreme caution, and then prepared to poke his head out to observe the situation.

The three-edged high courtyard wall is very simple for this elite army, and with the smallest movement, he quickly climbed to the top of the courtyard wall.

After stepping on the stone cracks to stabilize his figure, Henry slowly stepped his head out of the courtyard wall, wanting to quietly observe the movement outside.

But when he just poked his head out, suddenly a thick wave of magic flashed across the courtyard wall.

Henry only felt trembling all over, and ten thousand alpacas ran past in his eyes.

"Isn't there no magic circle here last night? Your uncle Fake..."

thump.

8 Sunday hours later.

Henry, who was resurrected from the altar, flushed a little, and his hands were trembling unnaturally.

"Don't be angry, I am the most elite soldier trained by the United States, how can I be angry?"

"There is still a chance, there is definitely a chance!!"

After standing up tremblingly, this time Henry gave up the idea of ​​going in and out from the front and back, it was too dangerous.

Quietly opening the door, the blood moon in the sky was still exuding a palpitating atmosphere, but Henry couldn't be in the mood to look at it at this time.

When he came to the courtyard, the courtyard door that was hammered by the player was still lying broken on the ground.

With a short stature, Henry looked at the empty, doorless exit in the yard, and seemed to be able to get out in a few steps.

But at this moment, the elite military of the United States dared not approach, because he didn't know if the perverted player full of pockmarks would appear suddenly.

Those two penis-cutting experiences had already caused him a serious psychological shadow... The exit without a door was like a devil's huge mouth, and it seemed that it might devour him at any time.

Henry gritted his teeth and decided not to gamble on luck. He avoided the entrance and exit of the yard and began to look around the yard.

The front wall is obviously from a street, and it is better to walk out through the door directly from the front wall.

But after going around in a circle, he suddenly discovered that there was a dog hole in the corner on the left, and that dog hole obviously led to another street...

Henry sneaked around like a thief, hiding his figure and squatting in front of the dog hole, his expression extremely tangled.

To drill or not to drill? ?

"No! Even if I die, I will not go through a dog's hole. I am an army elite trained by the United States, how can I go into a dog's hole...!"

He had just made up his mind, but after turning his head to glance at the empty front door, his crotch felt cold and he shivered.

"It's a dog hole for America, it's an honor!"

Thinking of the horror of that pockmarked player, Henry gritted his teeth and went straight into the dog hole...

The dog hole was about two blades long. Henry, as an army elite, naturally climbed the dog hole very quickly, and his head was exposed in just a few strokes.

After poking his head out to make sure there was no one around, he immediately crawled out, polished the soil on his body, and quickly walked towards the alley outside the street.

After he walked a few steps, he turned his head to look at the church surrounded by high walls, and suddenly felt tears streaming down his face.

After spending more than a day, I finally escaped from hell.

But just when Henry was reborn, a voice from behind made his face freeze.

"Yo? Why did a gringo suddenly appear here? Come on, tie me up, the sky is about to dawn, and the priest must hurry up."

Henry turned his head slowly, and saw a burly man with a pockmarked face appearing in the alley with several players carrying a knocked out foreign player.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt a fist the size of a sandbag appear in front of his eyes, his eyes blurred, and he fell into a coma.

This time Henry had only one question in his mind before he fell into a coma, who developed the game? ?

I fuck him! !

Chapter 430 Li De Trapped in the Abyss, 140 Million Believers (9200 words)

"Damn bedbugs, if you get in the way again, I will stuff your head into the sewer and wash it away!! Hurry up, send these cavemen to Naga City immediately!!"

"Your Majesty Kachar, I dare to swear, if he knew you were so stubborn, he would cut off your mud-filled head with his own hands!!"

"This batch only brought back [-] cavemen?? What are you doing to eat?? I knew I shouldn't trust you damn harpies!!

We are in a battle of gods!Damn bastard! !

Delaying the big event of the crown, I bet that Lord Garp will never mind twisting off your heads one by one and stamping on them with your leather boots, just like trampling on the worms on the ground! ! "

In the central square of Twilight City, the furious orc warlord yelled at the Twilight City army escorting the cavemen.

God Zhan, the faces of the army under this name are full of excitement.

Yes, they are engaged in a war of gods, for the crown of the great Kachar, the eternal god of the evening! !

Although they haven't seen the enemy yet...

The current army composition of Twilight City is extremely complex, including blood races, orcs, centaurs, and humans from Dawn City, as well as Naga, halflings, harpies, kobolds, etc. who conquered the underground world.

These races conquered by Li De have all become believers of the Twilight Sect at this moment, and most of the unbelievers have been dispatched to mines, shimmering mushroom planting areas and other areas for labor reform, and those who refuse to obey have already enriched the land.

There is no need for mercy to deal with the evil underground life.

In this land, one counts as one, including neutral halflings, if they are all pulled out and beheaded, no one will be wronged.

These cruel, bloodthirsty, tyrannical and dark beings absolutely do not deserve any sympathy.

The top management of Daybreak City treats them with iron blood.

At this moment, these dark races who have become believers of the Twilight Sect are doing something surprising to outsiders——capturing cavemen.

As a weak race in the underground world, cavemen have little value other than being able to mine, and the meat quality of these lives in caves is not good. Except for those beast hunters, very few lives will Take an interest in them.

The actions of Twilight City at this moment are undoubtedly surprising.

But at this moment, none of the warriors below cared about this. They only knew that the arrest of the caveman was an order from the great Kachar.

Relying on their vitality and ability to dig holes, cavemen not only did not become extinct in the underground world where there were many dangers and hunters everywhere, but because no one cared about them, they had a huge number in the underground world.

When the Twilight City's army received the order to capture the cavemen, in just over a month, more than 100 million cavemen were brought back to the Twilight City.

That's an absolutely staggering amount.

At this time, outsiders knew that there were so many cavemen living in those barren areas.

These hunched bodies, often on all fours, are extremely good at digging, often even a small hill can dig out a dazzling maze.

And once traces of cavemen are found, they may be in groups of three to five thousand, and large tribes even live with a scale of 8 to [-] people.

These cavemen, who only need to eat shimmering mushrooms to live in dark caves, have completely owned their own way of survival.

"Master Garp, this group of cavemen has a total of 7 people, and they need to be sent to Naga City immediately."

The 18th-level halfling archmage Mohali Graypaw, standing beside the orc king Garp at this moment, his eyes were full of dignity.

"Your Majesty is far away in the abyss, and the battle with the evil god must be extremely exhausting.

Now is the time to need a large number of followers, but the biggest problem is that we are almost out of cavemen in the surrounding area.

The rest is either the distance, or the cave they dug is too deep to capture..."

Speaking of this, Mohali's eyes flashed a little bit.

"Master Garp, can we make a deal with the halflings in the city of Leos and ask them to help us capture the cavemen?"

The orc king Garp, who was wearing a black armor, looked at the cavemen crouching on the ground and trembling in the square with scorching eyes, his eyes flickering coldly.

"Your Majesty's order must be carried out!

We'll do whatever it takes to get more cavemen.

You immediately go to negotiate with the city of Leos on behalf of the city of dusk, we can exchange the weapons and equipment of the city of dawn with them for cavemen!

Without further ado, let's go! "

Mohali didn't expect Garp to be so decisive, he nodded immediately after being taken aback for a moment.

"Yes, Lord Garp..."

"Everything, for Your Majesty!"

After the dignified words were finished, the 18th-level halfling archmage turned and left in silence. Not long after, a dawn bat squadron took off from the barracks and headed for the halfling main city.