Chapter 141 Chapter 141

Climate change is happening faster than expected.

Before the reaction came, it was hard to enter the summer.

What makes the merchants trembling is not the sweltering heat of the weather, but the steel knives and the rumbling mammoths that appear on the ground at any time.The hordes of robbers were distributed like pieces on this red wasteland.

Wolf, Volcano Devil, Golden Rhine, Angel Bandit!

These powerful bands quickly swallowed up all forces within the range.

Choose the golden hooves or the butcher knife!

These are the choices that these little bandits have to make.

Blood was raining the already red wasteland, and Wolfe's machete was far from resting, and they needed to clear the three nearby tribes.

Although Wolff has already been subdued, this relationship can no longer guarantee their survival.

What is needed now is not to submit but to truly integrate.

There will not be a separate bandit, even if there are only three or five small robbers.

A few small robber leaders looked at the hordes of Wolff, the iron brothers who were laughing on weekdays, and there was no room for negotiation with a steel knife at this moment.

"A few heads, we pay enough gold hooves to the head of the clan every month!"The little robber leader also wanted to negotiate some room, after a round moon arc, the head purred on one side, blood sprayed outward.

“Is there anything else to say?”The silver and white wolf wailed, and the little robbers looked down at the uninvited guests, and lost their lives when they said a word.

What is the matter?

Just a simple hesitation, Wolf's head of the wolf has started, shouting rushed in and rushed out, together, one head kept rolling down.

Relentless, cold-blooded, harvest.

The hot wind of the mound blew on the corpses at random, and in less than three minutes the band of robbers of a whole hundred people became a pile of dry corpses.

Five days!

They want to patrol this huge area completely, they are not good, when their heads will be sent to make a gift.

The task is big and there is no waste of time.

After the Wolf robbers washed, a group of long-toothed hyenas quickly entered the just-memory site and took up the body and headed for the transit station.

The killing on the moor is faster, harder, fiercer than expected.

The scope of coverage is far beyond the expectations of the creatures.

“Shut up, what are you doing!”A team of eagle body shooters quickly dived down from a high altitude, these rates belong to the Bolangsha fire crane, are touring their own ruling area.

The carousel!

It is obviously a carn company that wants to buy and sell on the wasteland!

“Gentlemen, we are the Red Rocks!”The shrewd boss pulled out a golden hoof and handed it to the past, and it is inevitable to deal with the robbers in the wilderness, and the golden hooves are the most direct and the most realistic.

If these eagle-clad shooters are naturally received, they can now have special missions, and they have received orders from Bolansha Fire Cranes that a stranger or even a strange fly will not be allowed to fly over their territory.

Sometimes the bullshit is completely wasting their precious lives, the head of the merchant group thinks that his three-inch tongue can balance these greedy eagle-bearers.

Unfortunately, after three minutes, the eagle-body archer's arrow hole pierced the body of everyone in this merchant group, and even ordinary low-lying slaves were not let go.

In the northern part of the wasteland, a ball of fire was fired from the center of the mercenary corps, and the heavy armored warriors cast a layer of meat wall, and the archers were constantly looking for targets.

The three mages took a triangular gesture and became the absolute main force of this mercenary corps.

"We are the glorious mercenary group of Storm City, here to carry out the task!"

Looking at the yak orcs that are constantly surrounded, and the barbarian robbers who are wandering down the ice field, ten undead chariots that constantly fire rotten bombs in the distance.

The strength of the brilliant mercenary corps has definitely entered the top ten in the storm city, and in the past, even the Master's robbers in the wilderness had to give three points of face.

They were fully equipped in the errenada mode, with heavy armored warriors, knights, mages, restored priests, and even hired archers and hunters.

For any band of robbers, it is a hard bone to gnaw!

A few days ago, a trace of the yak or beast was found.

They thought that the heads of yak or beasts were not shining, and they did not dare to hit their minds.

But soon with the addition of savage robbers, the undead chariots are surrounded, and finally realize that this is against their layout.

For a whole day, the siege of the bandits had no intention of stopping at all, and the corpses of the yak orcs were lost by their hands more than they had lost.

The fireball of the Master is completely wasting life under the rain.

Sadly, it was a dead-endemerment.

The radiant leader couldn’t understand what was going on.

Time, like the water of the Onyau River, groaning forward, like a creature, burying his life on this wasteland forever.

A whole five days.

The wilderness has undergone an absolute transformation from birth to death, and in this vast area of three million square kilometers, the haze of killing has finally stopped.

Thirteen robber tribes, no human to kill!

Small robbers, carpants, mercenary groups, and even ordinary creatures passing by remained on the wasteland.

The black air rose up in the sky, like a cigarette that came straight into the sky.

From the height of the sky, the wolf smoke is not a smoke cane, but a mountain of corpses.

Countless bodies were decomposed in the sun, fermented, deposited, and steamed to vacate the smoke of black mist, which lasted for a long time.

The blood has dried up in the wasteland into plasma, and the body is still gathering constantly toward the pile of corpses.

Hip!

A Martian shot inside the body.

One, two, a full 13 corpses fire, soaked the entire wasteland in the smoke.

A hundred miles away can feel the hot high temperature, thousands of miles away can also see the flue gas.

The flame finally stopped, the flesh and blood evaporated, and the bones softened rapidly at such a high temperature, accumulating into a huge pile of bones, constantly emitting a faint black air flow into the sky.

Li tremors admired the chic scenery on the wasteland, standing on the top floor of the whale tavern, and the wind brought only the rotten smell of corpses.

The protagonist of this era of great annexation does not fluctuate a little.

Kill the living!

Definitely torture.

Old Li is not a demon, not so hard-hearted, but he is very clear that the wasteland wants to stand in this world, and must experience such pain.

He knew that many people were innocent, but wanted to survive in this barren wasteland.

Just like the original self, try to do business in various bandits.

No, I just want to be alive!

He came step by step from ordinary beings to understand how difficult it was to be oppressed by robbers.

But he knew better that the first thing he had to think of when he woke up was not hungry, and he was glad that he was still alive.

Now, although there are countless creatures of death, old Li can pat the chest to guarantee, wake up at first do not have to worry about whether he has a life to see the sun.

The union of thirteen bandit tribes, even if the Orcs want to get involved in the wasteland, must also use their brains.

Emerald Ridge alone will never be able to guarantee your own interests.

Li tremor did not transport the bodies to the Emerald Ridge, and the remains stood above the transit station.

Let everyone who walks through the underground tunnel trembling.

That is their sign of independence!

It is also a sign of independence in the wilderness!

After this great cleansing, the whole wilderness has completely entered a new period of 13 banditry!

Li tremor likes such an era, and dealing with thirteen thieves is far easier than dealing with countless creatures in the wasteland.

The storm lord looked at the black smoke and frowned.

With this terrible slaughter, those who want to get rich in the agate land will inevitably go to the bandit's permission.

The core of these bandits is concentrated on one point.

Emerald Ridge!

The territory of the Dark Dead Master!