Wizards Can Collect

In fact, the proposal of the two fit Roque's purpose, and it was a matter of course that they agreed to it. After two days of fighting, the momentum has already been established.

According to Rock's original plan, he planned to find the intelligence organization to spread some news, but he didn't expect the effect brought by the three fifth-level apprentices to be surprisingly good, and he didn't need to spend any other thoughts at all.

As far as Grace and Ryder are concerned, they are going with the flow, which benefits them and the people they introduce.

More importantly, the two must have a more detailed understanding of the 'psychic toxin demonizer' so that they can formulate follow-up measures, and everyone has their own small plans.

Captain, why are you here? Looking at the captain outside the door, the old wolf was a little surprised.

What expression do you have, you are not welcome. Rock squinted his eyes halfway, and there was a dangerous atmosphere in his eyes.

Welcome, of course you are welcome, Captain, please come in. The old wolf was not bluffed by him, and still acted as if he was frightened.

This expression looked a little exaggerated, and Roque rated his acting skills fifty-one points in his heart.

When casting the fortress, it may be for the purpose of garrisoning troops. There are many barracks inside, and each barracks is divided into many small rooms, which can accommodate a large group of thirty people.

At this time, Rock's team lived in an independent barracks. Because there were many rooms, and out of the habit of black witch apprentices, the next door to each room was empty.

No kidding, about the 'poison gas bomb', that is, the spirit toxin demonizer, you must be very curious and eager to know its real effect, right! After closing the door, Rock's expression changed.

I can't hide it from you, captain. The old wolf nodded frankly.

Others should be the same. After careful consideration, I discussed with the vice-captain and made a decision. Let you experience it tomorrow when you face the aliens, so as to give you some confidence. After a second pause, Roque said solemnly.

Really? A gleam flashed in the old wolf's eyes, but he was a little suspicious, because the captain was overly cautious and hid everything deeply.

Of course. Rock continued, However, I have a proposal, you can decide for yourself whether to accept it or not.

Please tell me. From Lao Lang's point of view, it is normal for a captain to ask for something.

You know the purpose in front of you. I'll just say it straight. We need more like-minded apprentices in order to complete the plan more safely and seek the benefits of the plane battlefield. Rock said in a deep voice, seeing that the old wolf's expression did not change, He went on to say:

So, after seeing the 'gas bomb', I hope you will take the initiative to help and invite some familiar apprentices.

Uh---no problem, if there are suitable people in the fortress, I will persuade them. After pondering for a while, the old wolf agreed, and did not give any guarantee.

Don't worry, your efforts will not be in vain. Remember to keep the contract secret first, and--- Finally, Rock did not forget to tell him a few words, and put forward his own request.

Coming out of the old wolf's room, he found the blood pigeon again, and then talked with Poison Hand, Sean, and Webb for a while, with the same content.

Since he has complied with the request of the two vice-captains, he doesn't mind maximizing the benefits. All the team members have collaborators, so he will give it a try and follow the trend. Anyway, there is a contract, so he is not afraid of their rebellion.

Worth to talk about,

That harsh contract was witnessed by the 'Spirit of Mist'. Roque guessed that the people from the Mist Tower Academy were most constrained, so he emphasized the apprentices of the Mist Tower.

The contract is provided by the mentor, and he has no way to change it.

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The wasteland between the two fortresses has been occupied by foreign races for a long time, and they have long regarded them as their own territory. That night, a meeting was held at the camp of the Snaketail tribe, including all races in the wasteland.

Inside the animal skin tent, there were 20 elders from other races. There were 2 elders from other races. Only the wild boars had 6 elders.

This time, the person who presided over the meeting in the first seat came or not.

Listen to the report from the people below. Eighty people from a certain clan participated in four battles, and they haven't injured a single person so far. An elder of the lizard clan said loudly, trying to attract the attention of others.

His goal was achieved, and the elders of other races looked over with clear expressions.

Jeff, what do you mean? The old kobold elder stood up abruptly, glaring at him.

Don't be angry, I'm just curious, no matter how powerful the other party is, they are not a bunch of waste after sacrificing so many tribesmen--- Lizardman Jeff grinned, pretending to be suspicious.

Bastard, do you dare to insult the warriors of my Qingya clan, dare to fight with me? the old kobold elder scolded, directly interrupting his words.

Jeff of the Black Taki Clan, I want to propose to you ~ Blood Banner Battle. Another middle-aged kobold elder was more direct, pulling off the pennant from his waist, and was about to throw it over.

In the afternoon, the kobolds lost an elder in battle. It took an entire afternoon for the Qingya clan to redeploy an elder from outside the fortress, as well as many warriors, to enter the wilderness camp.

The middle-aged kobolds are elders who have just entered the wasteland.

In fact, these elders are all king-level bloodlines, and each tribe usually has two elders in the wilderness camp, one master and one assistant to assist in managing the camp.

The other elders were not surprised by the dispute between the two races, because the two races are feuds, and the origin can be traced back to the War of Gold. And disputes continued.

Whizzing.

With the sound of the ground dragging, a middle-aged snake-tailed man walked in with a gloomy face. He has no feet, but only a slender snake tail. crown.

The crown scepter represents the honor of the 'royal bloodline'.

Elder Hai Ha Le.

Feeling the faint coercion that penetrated into the blood, a group of people couldn't help but stood up and bowed to him.

The elder of the scepter walked up to the head, leaned on the scepter a few times, and sat down slowly after the surroundings became quiet.

Everyone, you already understand the situation. I called you here not to settle responsibilities, but to solve problems, to ensure that there are no problems in the 'No. 3 Glory Field', understand?

If something goes wrong, everyone present is one, and no one can escape punishment. Let's wait until the'killing month'.

Hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone present knows that there are three 'glory battlefields' in the Nine Rings plane, and the No. 3 battlefield is the smallest, and they are stationed together. Once a serious problem occurs, it will be fatal, and the race will be affected at worst, and may even be excluded from the main gold family.

What instructions does Elder Hai Haile have?

This is a common matter for all races, let's discuss it first. Elder Scepter said displeasedly. Although he is of the blood of the emperor, in fact, it is difficult for him to command other races except the snake-tail clan.

If not, let our clan do the work, and randomly gather twenty elders, no matter what kind of high-level wizard apprentice they are, it's nothing to worry about. A wild boar elder said boldly.

From the layout of the wasteland, we can see the structure of the forces of various races. There are ten camps in the wasteland. Since the wild boars are a large clan, they have the largest number of garrisoners, occupying three camps, and each of the other races occupies one camp.

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