All people: Dead life, my damage is 100 million points high

Chapter 127: The Night Attack Plan of the Ara Clan!!

The phantom rat crawled all the way to the corner of the camp, thinking that it was not found, but in fact dozens of pairs of eyes were already on it when it entered the camp.

Su Dong said in the team channel: “Everyone pay attention to concealment, don’t be discovered by him, and don’t be swallowed by him.” ”

Not knowing the enemy’s intentions, their side did not dare to strike easily.

If the other party only sends an envoy to communicate with them, but they rashly kill the messenger’s pet, it is easy to cause diplomatic disputes.

I can only hide in the shadows to see what this mouse wants to do.

Or wait for more accurate news from the Death Star.

They also dare not go outside, this is the territory of the eight mountains and nine seas, the desert tribe, if the other party comes with malice, they will only be ambushed by the enemy if they go out rashly.

The Shadow Eater crawled around, trying to find the shadow of a person, but no matter how it looked for it, it could not see a single figure.

“Damn it, what about them?”

Xiaoshan and the pet share memories, have not been able to find a shadow, and begin to become anxious.

Without the soul of a stranger, what he offered to the great Holy Spirit.

And what to exchange for the qualification for promotion?

Gritting his teeth, Hill manipulated the Shadow Eater to crawl towards the tent in the middle.

He didn’t want to go straight in, because there was a searchlight in front of the central tent door, and there was no shadow in front of it.

And the Shadow Eater can only hide its whereabouts in the dark shadow of 377.

Brave great danger into the central tent.

There was still no one inside.

“Damn, where have all of them gone? Without a soul, what sacrifice do I take to the Holy Spirit? ”

When the young man was anxious, he didn’t notice that a person behind him was silently looking at him.

【Hill】

【Race: Arashi】

【Occupation: Son of Oyama】

【Level:120】

【HP: 840,000】

【Mana: 350,000】

[Introduction: The scout of the wasteland, whose profession controls the power of the mountain, is with the mountain, can exert stronger strength in the foot mountain range, and hides his breath. ] 】

The scouts of the wasteland tribe came so quickly.

The wilderness reclamation team did not go deep into the mountain range, and there were no powerful wilderness tribes around, so this scout gave Zhou Yi the feeling that they had arrived at the periphery of the mountain range early, specifically waiting for the arrival of the wilderness reclamation team.

At this moment, a hand pressed on the shoulder of the thin figure.

The little one was startled, and when he looked back and saw the face of the person coming, Xiaoshan smiled.

“Brother Beifeng, why are you here?”

“Not only you, but many others have come, and the souls of strangers are the best sacrifices, and you don’t want to eat alone.”

The young man named North Wind said with a smile.

Xiao Shan scratched his head in embarrassment: “Well, it’s my fault to eat alone, but my little shadow got into it, but found no trace of the intruder.” ”

The north wind was slightly stunned, and then whistled softly.

In the darkness, a black crow streaked across the camp at great speed.

Then North Wind’s face darkened.

“Xiaoshan you are exposed, and the group of people will hide where you can’t see and watch your shadow eater rats.”

“What? So what should I do? Let Xiaoying come back immediately? ”

Xiao Shan suddenly panicked.

Xiaoying has accompanied him since birth, not only his closest companion, but also his family.

If Xiaoying was killed, he would cry to death.

Beifeng shook his head: “Don’t panic, you let Xiaoying continue to stay first, just paralyze them, and wait for the old patriarch to lead people to raid in and slaughter this group of foreigners.” North Wind said murderously. ”

I didn’t know that there was an invisible person next to me who was quietly listening to their conversation, so did the Arashi Clan come with malice?

Zhou Yi’s face suddenly became ugly.

I really didn’t expect that the desert tribe actually had the custom of sacrificing the souls of foreigners.

The priority is to find the wasteland team and prevent the camp from being attacked.

Zhou Yi turned into a crow and flew into the sky.

Soon the target was seen, it was a team of fifty people.

Wearing clothes woven from leaves or animal skins, he looked like a primitive man.

But the strength is strong, each of them is a level 140 master, followed by many unique pets of eight mountains and nine seas.

Some have only one around them, some follow several, and combined, there are hundreds of pets, each of which is level 140.

Although it is not enough to destroy the camp, if it is raided, it can already cause a lot of casualties to the camp, and in severe cases, the entire camp can be completely disabled.

Zhou Yi immediately sent the information to Su Dong, asking the other party to prepare early, don’t really be destroyed.

If the camp is destroyed, then he will have no logistics, and he will not think about opening up the land in the future.

[Death Star: Battle alarm, there are enemies approaching on the west side of the camp, the number of wilderness is fifty, but with nearly a hundred pets. ] 】

[The opponent may control the occupation related to the mountain range, step on the mountain range to get a strength increase, and it is recommended to let their feet off the earth when fighting.] 】

[Do not doubt that the other party comes with malice, and in their perception, the soul of a foreigner is the best sacrifice to the Holy Spirit. 】

……

Receiving the information, Su Dong’s face suddenly sank.

From the moment they stepped into the mountain until now, only a few hours had passed, and the Wasteland people raided their camp with their pets, and it felt like they had become them

Delicious prey, the Ara people can’t wait to start the hunt.

“The whole army is on alert, there is news from the Death Star, the enemy is coming.”

“The assassins went to the west to scout the situation, the magicians prepared the air explosion technique, and the enemy blew them up as soon as they came.”

“After the desert tribe was blown up into the sky, the archers immediately shot them in the air.”

“Then the shield warrior immediately rushes to block the opponent’s pet, and then the mage and archer carry out the point killing, and the assassin goes to kill the wasteland who are not dead.”

Time is urgent, and this is already the best way Su Dong can think of.

If she had time, she wouldn’t mind filling the west side of the camp with magic traps.

Su Dong had no doubt about the accuracy of Zhou Yi’s information.

The gate of the camp is to the south, and the deserters coming from the west represent a problem in itself.

And this mouse.

Looking at this shadow rat, Su Dong felt a sense of irritation.

“Leave two people staring at it and kill it when the battle begins.”

……

In the forest on the west side of the camp.

Dozens of desert warriors were ready to go, and they looked at the camp of strangers with ecstasy in their hearts.

The old patriarch stood at the front and smiled at the camp.

“In the past sacrifices, the Holy Spirit’s favorite is the soul of a foreigner, so my people, the time has come to hunt.”

“By offering the souls of these strangers, the Holy Spirit will send even greater gifts to further our strength.”

“For the gift of the Holy Spirit, kill!”

The barbarian warriors behind him collectively raised the strange bone weapons in their hands and roared at the heavenly dome.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

This is the classic fighting style of the warriors of the Wasteland.

When approaching the enemy, they activate the war cry to throw the enemy into fear, and then take the opportunity to make a surprise attack.

Enemies often have their heads cut off in fear and confusion.

Fifty barbarian warriors burst out in an instant, rushed out of the woods, and rushed towards the camp.

There was also a cruel smile on his face.

Their big knives are already hungry and thirsty.

But at this moment, a bright moon rose in the camp of the foreigners, illuminating the surroundings of the camp as if it were daylight.

On the wall in front, hundreds of staff were lit together.

A woman’s voice echoed throughout the forest.

“Airblast technique, blow them up for me.”

Old Patriarch: “??? ”

Barbarian warrior: “!!! ”