Lord of the People: Starting from the Goblins

Chapter 51 The Prairie Gnoll

The green grass was blown by the breeze and swayed.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration on the ground.

A group of humanoid creatures that looked like wolves were running away crazily. They looked extremely panicked, as if there was some extremely terrifying existence chasing after them.

"Hey! Capture all these gnolls alive!"

The bright armor and sharp weapons shone brightly in the sunlight, and countless strong goblin warriors almost occupied this huge grassland.

Their expressions are either indifferent, bloodthirsty, or fanatical and cruel!
A powerful big goblin warrior burst out suddenly and caught up to a jackal at the end. Hearing the sound of the rapid wind, the jackal looked back, and was immediately shocked, and his running speed, which had almost reached the limit, increased again a small piece.

Seeing this, the big brother Brin warrior grinned ferociously, paused in his footsteps, and then jumped forward suddenly, passing directly over the head of the jackal.

boom!
The weight of the weapon plus the armor reached nearly a hundred kilograms. With the impact of the jump, the grass was directly smashed into a small hole by the big brother Brin warrior.

"Run? Let me run again?!" The big brother Brin warrior twisted his neck, licked his chapped lips, and looked at the jackal in front of him with a grin.

This jackal is 1.8 meters tall, similar to the big goblin warrior, with a strong physique and muscles emerging, but facing the big goblin warrior in front of him, he is very timid, with a look of fear on his face.

But when the big brother Brin warrior approached, the wolf man's expression of fear and panic suddenly changed, his eyes instantly became extremely crazy, and he waved his sharp wolf claws cruelly, aiming at the exposed eyes of the big brother Brin.

As a wolf man who can survive in the depths of the prairie, it is absolutely impossible for him to be as cowardly as he appears on the surface to survive in an area where so many high-level monsters are rampant.

It's a pity that it is facing the big goblin warrior of the Rubble Legion.

After four days of going deep into the grasslands and honing in on raids, dozens of battles were fought every day. The big brother Brin warriors who can survive in the Rubble Legion are extremely brave fighters, and their level has also been improved as a whole. .

Today, the weakest big brother Brin warrior in the Rubble Legion also has the sixth level of the black iron, and generally reaches the seventh level, eighth, or even ninth level of the black iron!

There are also hundreds of warrior squad leaders who have broken through to the bronze level.

And the general strength of this hunted wolf man was only five or six levels of black iron, and they were undisciplined, poorly equipped, and many even used their own claws as weapons.

The Gnoll's sneak attack was easily dodged, and the sharp wolf claws smeared with poison slashed across the fine iron helmet, leaving an insignificant faint white mark.

And the dark green muscular iron fist of the big goblin warrior has been branded on the ugly and grey-haired face of the wolf man.

boom!The sound of heavy iron-to-flesh clashes came, and the jackal was hit by the powerful explosive force of the big goblin warrior. His whole body first spiraled more than 100 degrees, and then flew several meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

The splattered teeth and blood fell to the ground at the same time, and then came the belated howling and screaming of the wolf man.

"Hmph, weak wolf man!" The big brother Brin warrior looked at the wolf man lying on the ground with disdain, and spit thick phlegm on him.

It raised its eyes and looked at the large group of wolf men who had run nearly a hundred meters away, with a hint of sneer at the corner of its mouth.

"It's not life waiting for you."

Sure enough, half an hour later, nearly [-] gnolls were all subdued and controlled in an open field, and they looked in horror at the big goblin warriors who surrounded them.

"Bring the language magic stone and use it for the strongest jackal man."

The green giant sat on an extremely strong prairie lion and gave orders.

The prairie lion under its buttocks was extremely docile and did not dare to move. It was obviously tamed, or beaten.

This prairie lion is the king of a group of lions. It is as large as an elephant, and its level has reached the eighth level of bronze. He surrendered and signed a master-slave contract with him.

Not only can monsters make contracts with other intelligent creatures, but they can also make contracts between monsters. Of course, there is a premise here, that is, one party must be either strong enough, or the bloodline talent potential is strong enough.

Regardless of whether it is the green giant or the prairie lion king, they are strong enough to carry out active contracts.

A Bronze-level elder brother Brin warrior team leader obeyed his orders and took the language magic stone to the strongest and most powerful jackal in front of him. Pressed on his forehead.

The language magic stone was emitting a faint light. Under the light, the wolf man whose strength had reached the bronze level had a grim expression, which was painful.

Forcibly instilling a language is not an easy task, and there is always a price to pay.

After about 10 minutes, the Mandarin indoctrination ended.

The Lion King of the Prairie slowly walked up to the jackal with the giant green on his back, and said calmly, "Tell me, where is your tribe? Also, which one is the most powerful in this grassland and where is it located?"

Luka the Gnoll took a look at the Hulk's terrifying figure, and remained silent, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It can understand what the other party is saying!
Is it because of the stone just now?Yes!The stone just now crazily instilled knowledge into it, it should be a language!

Seeing Luka's silence, Hulk's complexion gradually sank, and suddenly he stretched out his left hand. The huge palm directly wrapped Luca's head, and then he lifted it from the ground abruptly, and put it in front of him. .

The Hulk stared at Luka with horror in his eyes, squeezed out a word from between his teeth,
"three!"

There was a creaking sound of bones, and Luca's eyes popped suddenly, feeling like his head was going to explode!
This green-skinned giant actually planned to crush it alive? !
Known for his bravery, ferocity and cruelty, Luka, the leader of the wolf man, suddenly had a certain emotion that he hadn't experienced for a long time, and then as he gradually approached death, this emotion directly spread to his whole heart.

is fear!
"I said! I said!"

Amidst the stunned expressions of the rest of the gnolls behind him, Luka yelled frantically.

The Hulk smiled contemptuously, loosened his huge palm, and put Luka down.

Luka, who fell to the ground, trembled all over, and after recovering, a strong sense of shame grew in his heart.

Luca didn't dare to turn his head to look at his subordinates. He lowered his head, remained silent for a few seconds, and said slowly,

"Our tribe. Our tribe. Our tribe's position is walking northward until we see a rock wall, and the tribe is below."

After saying this, Luca closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and continued, "As for the other forces in the grassland that you asked about, my lord, I only know that there is an elf tribe going deep into the grassland, and there are other forces that are related to the grassland." Across the river from our Gnoll tribe, there is a centaur tribe.

Among them, the strength of the elf tribe should be the strongest, the number is unknown, but the individual strength has been contacted before, and the lowest is bronze level, but they don't like killing, and they have been living peacefully in the depths of the grassland.

As for the group of centaurs, their strength is almost as different as ours. The population of the tribe is about 1000, among which there are three to four hundred adult male centaur warriors. "

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