The first thousand three hundred and ninety-five chapters dominate the meeting, Wang Zong (1)
On a rainy night, the holes made by the Golden Scorpion King outside the city have been repaired, and all the spider corpses left by Xie Lisi have been collected. Although these spiders are a little disgusting and ferocious, their carapace is the best.
As a material for defensive equipment, spider silk is an excellent material for clothing. As for their poison glands, compound eyes, fangs, etc., they are all excellent pharmaceutical materials.
So Mr. Mo excitedly directed Bilibili to plunder all the spider corpses, not even a trace of spider silk was left.
Raindrops sparsely hit the city wall, and the sound of movement unique to human reproduction resounded in the Heiling Aboriginal military camp outside the city. Lin Qi sat upright on a city wall, looking at the Heiling Aboriginal camp.
, shaking his head helplessly.
In the past few days, several Black Spirit tribes have joined the siege of Black Pearl Harbor. These tribes have as many as one or two thousand people, and as few as a few chiefs, elders and dozens of people.
Guards, Lin Qi really doesn't know whether they are here to fight or to enjoy the mountains and rivers?
Or maybe the chiefs, elders and wizards of these indigenous tribes simply haven't seen their old friends for a long time, so they took this opportunity to come to Black Pearl Harbor to hold a bonfire dinner party and help the young men and women in the tribe to go on a blind date?
At least for the whole day today, Lin Qi sat on the city wall and saw a dozen chiefs, young men and women from their own tribe, and young men from other tribes meeting each other. And they just took a fancy to each other. At dusk
Before it got dark, these young men and women walked into the woods in the distance in pairs and began their first in-depth communication in their lives.
"Give me a thousand cavalry, and I can completely destroy their camp now." Enzo, who was very violent, squatted next to Lin Qi, chewing a mixture of betel nut and tobacco, and swore an oath. These black men
The spirit camp looked really vulnerable, they didn't even have a few sentries.
Lin Qi shook his head. These Black Spirit people really made Lin Qi not even interested in attacking them. Moreover, the big spider Spier also said that it is best not to kill too many Black Spirit people. Since Lin Qi has already
We have reached some tacit understanding with native gods such as Speyer and Xalise, so it is better not to cause any extra problems.
Just as Lin Qi was looking at the Black Spirit camp, hundreds of miles away, a fierce quarrel was taking place in a large military camp.
This military camp is different from the chaotic Black Spirit Military Camp outside Black Pearl Harbor that looks like a refugee camp. There are complete defensive measures outside this military camp. Trenches, fences, traps, observation towers, arrow towers, and magic towers are all available, and there are clear sentries.
, hidden posts, latent posts, and mobile posts are all available. Each ten tents are divided into a separate area, and there are strict fire breaks between them to prevent fire attacks.
This is a serious military camp, dignified and dignified, like a turtle shell, making it difficult for anyone to attack.
And looking at the size of this military camp, there are at least more than 500,000 soldiers stationed in the camp. Low animal sounds can be heard from various parts of the camp, obviously there are a lot of cavalry here. Coupled with the towering towers everywhere
Magic Tower, there are also many magicians in this military camp.
Teams of Black Spirit soldiers wearing black armor and pitch black patrolled around silently in the dark night. On rainy nights, the sky was already dark, and these Black Spirit soldiers responsible for patrols only walked by the light of bonfires and torches.
, and they didn’t bring any lighting tools.
Therefore, these black spirit soldiers patrolling outposts often collide with their companions in the dark. It is true that their skin and armor have a very good hiding effect in this dark night.
In the middle of the military camp, inside a large, square tent made of Warcraft skin, harsh quarrels continued to be heard. Nearly a hundred meters outside the tent, a thin layer of light blue barrier separated the area.
The space was shrouded, and all sounds could not be heard and disturbed the nearby soldiers.
Standing outside the door of this tent, there is a group of black spirit warriors whose bodies are all pitch black. Their armors and weapons are all made of the special earth-fire ink black steel of the Black Spirit Continent. Apart from the whites of their eyes, there is no other color on their bodies. These Black Spirit warriors
The warriors have a strong aura, heat is rising above their heads, and the rain is evaporated before it falls. These are the weakest elites who are still in the saint realm.
In addition to these black spirit warriors, there was also a team stationed outside the tent door wearing exquisite armors of various colors, gold, silver, purple, and green. The armors were as exquisite as works of art, with hollow patterns everywhere, making people have to doubt these armors.
How many defensive elves are there?
These elf warriors are all handsome in appearance and have long hair shawl. It is difficult for them to tell whether they are male or female. Especially since most of them have pierced ears and wear various earrings that emit powerful magic waves.
This makes them even more confused about male and female.
Standing with the simple and honest black spirit people who are like black stones on the ground, and the fancy and extravagant elves, there is also a team wearing ordinary light golden armor. The armor is simple and traditional in shape, and all the armors are of the general standard.
, an oriental man who obviously comes from the same force.
These oriental men are all majestic, standing there like mountains. Just standing there, they reveal an aura of "elite and brave". There are not many decorative patterns on their armors, just on their chests.
There is a relief lion's head on the armor.
Those Black Spirit warriors were a little loose. They stood there loosely. To use an inaccurate analogy, they were more like thugs from pirate gangs and thieves gangs in the Western Continent. They were full of lack of discipline and unbridled behavior.
smell.
As for these elves, they simply gathered together in small groups, discussing in low voices who had cultivated a bouquet of rare flowers, who had just customized a gorgeous carriage at a high price, and who had tamed it.
A group of birds of paradise with gorgeous feathers. Although they are wearing armor and weapons, they are more like nobles attending a banquet.
Only this group of Easterners stood there as firmly as green pines, exuding the smell of iron-blooded soldiers. They were the real elite warriors, and they were completely different from these black spirits and elves.
They are members of the Lion Clan, members of the Royal Lion Clan. They are natural generals and natural warriors. When it comes to military achievements among the major ancient tribes, even the Tiger Clan cannot compare with them!
In the huge tent, Lin Qi's old acquaintance Wang Zong, who had experienced the Fourth Abyss, lay weakly on a square table, looking coldly at the noisy group of chiefs, elders and a group of elves of the Black Spirits.
The elder of the clan.
"Oracle, you damn long ears, do you know what an oracle is? The oracle tells you to get out of the Black Spirit Continent! If you don't leave, we will drive you out with swords!" A tall man with a chest
Chief Blackling, who had a skull painted with white mud, waved his huge bone staff and howled at the top of his lungs.
In the Black Spirit tribe, the various professional configurations are not very obvious.
A chief may be a wizard, an elder may be a candidate for a witch doctor, or a chief may simply be the tribe's most powerful warrior, strongest mage, wisest sage and prophet. Look at this.
He looks like a burly chieftain, and he seems to be this kind of character.
There were still two unshaved tendons embedded in his teeth. The chief pushed hard on the chest of an old wood elf in front of him: "Old guy, long ears, the great mother of spiders.
The oracle has spoken, you long-eared people, get out of here, otherwise, hey!"
Standing behind this distinguished Black Ling chief were nearly a hundred representatives of the most powerful tribe among the Black Ling natives. These old Black Ling men, who were at least two hundred years old, were laughing and cheering to the side.
"Yes, yes, the Mother of Spiders told them to get out, so they should get out quickly and don't waste time here."
"I hate these guys. They are picky about this and that. One moment they say that our house is not clean, and the next moment they say that our barbecue is not delicious! I didn't invite them to barbecue? I always sent the children to pick fruits for them. They
Do you want to eat barbecue?”
"These guys are very annoying. It's better to get rid of them quickly, but those female elf dolls are still quite tender, so it's good to keep a few of them!"
"Hey, old man, are you okay with this? These female elves are young and tender, but they have no breasts and butts, so it's not easy to give birth! Even if a baby is born, how can you feed milk without breasts? And we are messing with them.
Is the doll that comes out of the breed a black-skinned elf or a long-eared black spirit? This is worth studying!"
A group of elf elders heard the nonsense of these black spirit chiefs and elders, and their eyes were all red with anger.
The elf elder who was pushed on the chest by the burly chief and whose gorgeous robes had a black handprint left on them was so angry that his beard trembled and he shouted: "We serve the great elf goddess.
Oracle, I’m here to discuss cooperation with you! If it’s the Oracle of the Mother of Spiders, why don’t we have any news at all?”
"You are acting recklessly like this. You are destroying the traditional friendship between the Black Spirit Continent and the Elf Continent. You will be punished!"
'Ah~~~Bah'! The burly chief worked very hard to roll his tongue between his teeth a few times, rolling out the two tendons, and then heavily squirted on the elf elder mixed with saliva.
On his face, a smell of barbecue with a strong scent of vanilla hit his face. The elf elder felt his face was warm. He finally realized what had happened. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature,
