With Ao Shi's evacuation, the entire forward camp was completely occupied by the dog-headed man.

In front of the portal.

Hundreds of dragon-born dog-headed men yelled and cheered and vented their emotions.

No one knows.

Just half a year ago, the owner of this Green Fort copy was their dog-headed man.

Later, the orcs came and the ogres came.

Some inexplicable characters mingled in, seized the status of the owner of the dog-kowel copy, killed the Dragon God messenger who protected them, and forced them to retreat to the lower city until today.

The power of the kobold is actually not as powerful as others think.

The four legions are already the full strength of the kobold.

In order to seize the copy portal, all the dog kowtowers have been dispatched.

This time, it is their last chance.

Leave this opportunity to become a place where evil gods start war.

In front of the altar.

A white-haired dog-headed man in a crown, supported by two strong dragon-born dog-headed men.

Step by step to the portal.

He knelt down with a weak knee.

"Ah, Dragon God, please protect your people again... (Dragon Word)"

Wang Guan's dog-headed man kept muttering, his expression seemed extremely sincere.

As it kept moaning, some waves began to appear on the portal.

This is the dragon god believed in by the dog-headed people and began to interfere with the rules in the dungeon.

Sincere faith.

Focused and loyal.

With the turbulence at the portal, tens of thousands of dog-headed men who were advancing in the camp were kneeling on the ground.

"Great Dragon God, please protect your people again..."

......

......

Sprint in the jungle.

Quickly leave the direction of the camp.

Mixed in the team of half-elf rangers, Liang Jing looked at the figure ahead with a complicated expression.

Ah Fali An!

Liang Jing did not expect that at the end of the battle, this half-elf prison officer would choose to rescue himself.

Why?

Just because she has a good attitude towards half-elves on weekdays, she never takes her subordinates to do some tasks that will kill people... half-elves?

"Everyone is persevering and walking a little further, we will reach a safe place where we can accommodate."

At the front of the team, Afalian soothes the half-elves in the team with a gentle voice.

At this time, the half-elf ranger who followed her was close to three hundred.

Among them are four seventh-level prison officers, and Afalian, a strong man standing in front of the legendary threshold.

Such a force will not be in any danger unless you encounter a large army of kowtowers and orcs in this dungeon.

The team is still moving forward.

Soon, the half-elves came to a woodland close to the stream.

At this moment, Afalian's expression frozen.

The hiding place she had hoped for before had been occupied by outsiders.

"The person who comes stops!"

After a warning shout, a small group of dragon-tooth soldiers walked out of the woods.

The leader of the knight was wearing armor.

Seeing the large number of half-elves in front of him, the knight couldn't help frowning.

"Half-elves, this place has been occupied by us. Please go to other places."

"Who are you?"

While Afalian spoke, he had already touched the weapon at his waist with one hand.

She must be alert.

Now, when the dog-headed people have just been attacked, half-elves must be alert when facing all creatures related to dragon descendants.

The Knight did not answer her words, but waved behind her.

Another team of Dragon Teeth soldiers came out, and there were some shooters equipped with heavy crossbows behind him.

The last one to walk out was a little old man with a slightly shriveled figure.

"Ahem, Lord Afalian, please leave."

The old man seemed to be injured, and his shoulders were still bleeding when he spoke.

He looked at Afalian's face and continued with a calm expression:

"We have occupied this land nearby. You can take your tribe members to walk east ten miles more. There is a depression there, which is very suitable for you to hide."

"Mr. Lin from the Asian Business Alliance?"

"It's the old man."

"I'm disturbing Mr. Lin."

Seeing the old man coming forward, Afalian hesitated for a moment and waved behind him.

He began to move east with the half-elves.

Wait until they leave.

The little old man returned to the woodland.

Looking at the figure in front of him, his expression was extremely unnatural.

"They're gone?"

At an altar that was still under construction, Gao Wen sat down, looking a little sleepy.

The little old man nodded.

Behind him, many crusaders from the Asian Business Alliance were escorting the resources of the Asian Business Alliance to store them in the newly established warehouse.

"Huh, thanks to you this time, if it weren't for your help, my Asian Business Alliance's branch would have fallen into the hands of those kobold men."

“This is what I should have done.”

Gao Wen smiled at the old man.

Still sleepy.

Some are not energetic.

Since last night, Gao Wen has never been offline. During the breakout, he even fought with the dogboat.

"What should we do next?" the old man asked in a low voice.

"Wait, there are so many people trapped in the dungeon, and someone should be in charge."

"You mean the person from the Frozen Castle?"

"It could be that Sunset Earl?"

Gao Wen's tone was entertaining.

Little old man: "..."

Facing the four legions of the kowtowers, the count of the Sunflower family would not think about opening the portal again.

Looking forward to the Asian Business Alliance's people coming soon, the old man saluted Gao Wen slightly: "I'll take someone to patrol the nearby woodland, and I'll trouble you about the matter on the altar."

"good."

The little old man took the people away.

Wait for him to leave.

Gao Wen couldn't help but feel angry again when he looked at the altar in front of him in a state of construction.

"How long has it been since I stayed up late, half a year? Or a year?"

Beside Gao Wen, the Twilight Knight suddenly pulled out his sword and stared at the direction of the jungle and spoke:

"Who is hiding there!"

Someone?

In the jungle, Afalian, who had left before, walked out.

Under the shadows, the half-elf prisoner's steps were very light.

If she wasn't exposed herself, Twilight would have a hard time finding her.

The prison officer came to the altar under construction and performed a elves ceremony to Gao Wen:

"Old Ri'an, we're meeting again."

"Your Magistrate, have you left before?"

When he said this, Gao Wen blinked and his eyes remained on Afalian's still bleeding waist.

She was injured, although not seriously injured.

“My tribe is still outside.”

Noting Gao Wen's gaze, Afalian did not hide his state, but continued with a calm expression:

"Your Excellency, I think we should form an alliance and survive together in this dangerous place."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!