Warlock War

This wave of spies who came back is the fourth wave sent by the patriarchs. When they left, there were ten people. When they came back, there were only four people left. Needless to say, the three clan lords understand that none of the six The spies who came back together will definitely never come back, one thousand percent are dead. [Reading the latest chapters]

Even the four spies who escaped and returned alive were really miserable. Almost all of their clothes were burnt to black, and they were full of holes of different sizes and strange shapes; their hair , They were all burned out, even the eyebrows and eyelashes on the face were burned out.

The most pitiful thing about them is that their faces were smoked as black as ink, as if they had just returned from a coal mine. Moreover, of the four people, only one of them took the lead and wore a shoe. The remaining three people came back barefoot, how embarrassed they would be!

Just after the four spies, who were severely injured at different levels, were supported on the city wall, Zai rushed to the side of the four spies and bowed their heads in front of the three patriarchs and a dozen trade union branch leaders. Seeing them sitting on the ground drinking water crazily, they bit the tip of their tongues, pressed their TB nature with severe pain, and did not ask for a while.

When the four spies drank the water, they fell on the ground and panted, and when the three patriarchs and the union branch leaders gathered around, the spy who took the lead struggling to sit up, his whole body twitching. There was not only a deep fear in his eyes, but also a flustered look as if seeing the end of the world.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Zai couldn't help it, and asked loudly, "Are the elves' reinforcements coming?"

"No...no," the spy leader replied with a trembling voice. When he answered, his jaw was swaying uncontrollably like a motor. "Yes...Alchemy...golden puppets, countless...tools...alchemy...wood ...I, there are countless alchemy puppets that explode...

"What! Alchemy puppet?" Alman Hall, the chief of the alchemist family, knelt down. Fucked his brows, squinted at the spy leader, and asked in a deep voice: "Alchemy puppets that still explode, are they down?"

Yarman Hall was interested in the alchemy puppets the spy leader said. I wanted to go down and take a look, but after thinking that his strength was not as good as the spy leader in front of him, and that he was so miserable, Alman Hall gritted his teeth. He exhaled heavily, and decisively gave up his plan to go on!

"You mean," Zai shook his head and pondered for a while, then asked the spy leader again: "A group of exploding alchemy puppets rushed into the camp of the orcs in the snowfield, and then, where did they explode?"

"Yes, and," after raising his head and pouring a pot of clear water, the spy leader's mood stabilized a lot, and his voice didn't tremble much. "It's still a series of explosions. After an alchemy puppet explodes, other alchemy puppets around it will also explode. Originally, the snowfield half-orcs dared to fight the group of alchemy puppets. Later, they were frightened and bombed the camp. Now, they are running away. Besides, the alchemy puppets that haven't exploded are chasing after them. Anyway, the army of Snowfield Orcs has been defeated!"

"You have also been blown up by the alchemy puppets?" Yarman Hall asked in a deep voice. He was fifty years old and couldn't squat for too long. Just after asking, he grabbed his waist and stood up, gritting his teeth in pain.

"Yes, that group of alchemy puppets does not distinguish between enemy and me. As long as they are under the mountain, they will not let go. For some reason, they will not go up the mountain. I guess it is the group of alchemy puppets released by our friends, because if If you use those alchemy puppets to attack the city, then, in less than an hour, all the city walls will be blown down!” The spy leader looked back at the thick smoke of gunpowder under the hills with lingering fear, and then he was cold. Shaking, then, cold sweat ran down from his forehead, leaving a few sweat marks on his dark face!

"How many alchemy puppets have you seen?" Zai leaned on the arrow stack on the city wall, sat cross-legged across from the spy leader, and asked him loudly, "Are there many?"

"A lot, as far as I can see, at least hundreds of them, plus the explosion sound I heard, I counted roughly, and there were more than 400 explosions. So, I guess, there may be thousands of them. There may also be tens of thousands of exploded alchemy puppets, anyway, there are too many to count!" The spy leader shook his head slightly and replied.

"What! Thousands of things!" The patriarch of the engineer family, Patvin Moore, sighed with a stunned voice: "With this kind of power, you can sweep the entire area of ​​the Dark Mountain. I can block this alchemy puppet force, whose subordinates are they, I really haven't heard that we still have such friends!"

"I have never heard of..." Liv Tyler pouted her pink and moist mouth, bit her lower lip and said softly: "Whoever they are, since they are here to help us, That's our friend. After the team of Snowy Orcs retreat, we can entertain them."

What Liv Tyler said was hospitality, but what Liv Tyler was thinking about was wining. If he could win this alchemist with tens of thousands of alchemy puppets, then the whole hill city would be the Tyler family. Of it.

The other two patriarchs are not fools. Their minds are not much different from those of Liv Tyler. If Wang Xu knew the minds of the three of them, then he would definitely laugh at them. The vision of these three is too narrow, how to toss , I can't get out of the small circle of Hill City, and I don't want to think about Hill City in the whole world of Loren.

"I think of a person, if it is him, then, financially, this can definitely be done, and in terms of ability, it is not impossible to make so many alchemy puppets!" Zai took a deep breath and mumbled his head. One sentence.

"Who?" The three patriarchs simultaneously looked down at Zai, who was sitting on the ground, and asked in unison. When they asked, the eyes of the three of them shot expectant eyes at the same time.

"Wang Xu, you live in your hill city. Don't you know him? He is the first shop in the commercial street who sells magic potions!" As he answered, Zai turned to look at the three patriarchs.

At this sight, Zai almost jumped up, and saw that whether it was the gray-haired Alman Hall at fifty years old or the wrinkled Baldwin Moore at forty years old, It also includes Liv Tyler, who is twenty-five years old and beautiful as an angel, all staring at him with open eyes, their expressions seem to be frozen on their faces, and they haven't changed for a long time.

"What's wrong, don't you know Wang Xu? He is an old man in your hill town~www.novelmtl.com~ I bought medicine from him fifteen years ago, and he is the first shop again Boss, you, as the people who built this city, can't help but know him!" Zai stood up again while observing the expressions of the three patriarchs.

"Know...Know..." The three patriarchs swallowed hard at the same time and spit, and replied weakly, his expression still a little sluggish.

Of course, the three of them know that their city lord, Mario Wharton, usually sells medicine in the city under the name of Wang Xu. They also know that their city lord likes alchemy and can usually make some magic potions. A kind of thing, but they didn't expect that the city lord, who had never been very concerned about things, hid so deep, unexpectedly...

"Do you... know our city lord?" Liv Taylor spoke to Zai on the initiative for the first time.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him come out. Isn't he a half-elf, he seems to be called Mario or something, you ask me what these are doing, aren't we talking about Wang Xu?" Zai asked confusedly. Head.

"They are the same person!" Liv Tyler shook his head with a wry smile

"What..." This time, Zai's expression freezes... (to be continued.)