Beast Summoner

"When did I say that I am a gentleman? I have always thought that I am a villain. I do things based on my own preferences. There is no need to find an honorable excuse for myself."

"If I don't like someone, and if they find it an eyesore, I'll kill them at worst!" After Li Zhenbang finished speaking, he crushed the head of the orangutan next to him with his kick, and then pulled out a sixth-level magic core inside.

Harold shrank his neck in fright, as if Li Zhenbang had stepped on his head. The reactions of the others were similar to Harold's. They didn't expect that Li Zhenbang, who had always been so amiable before, could be so ruthless.

On the spicy side.

"Harold, let me tell you one more thing. Those people who are dispensable and completely unimportant in your eyes are countless times more important than you in the eyes of their parents, wives and children!" Li Zhenbang said the sixth-order magic core

Picked it up and threw it to Harold.

This sixth-level magic core is not of much use to him. It is equivalent to everyone's common gain. Naturally, Li Zhenbang will not be greedy.

Everyone looked at Li Zhenbang with complicated eyes, and a question came to their minds, could a real villain really have such a feeling...

"Phew! When will it be over?" Toby, who was covered in blood, let out a sigh of relief after finishing off an invisible pangolin.

"Who knows! Apart from the harvest of magic cores, no treasures have been found on this third floor. Is it possible that there is no Moon Stone here?" A night elf next to Toby asked with a frown.

The words of this night elf were actually the sentiments of many night elves. What everyone did not expect was that the orangutan butterflies and pangolins they had solved before were not the only ones. They encountered many such combinations later, and some were even stronger than others.

Even stronger than the first wave.

Even with the existence of Omega, the night elves still suffered some casualties, but the casualties were not small, and the results were not satisfactory. Not to mention the Moon God Stone and the Moon Well, there was not even anything related to the night elves.

Discover.

The murals on the wall have also become very strange. The night elves seem to have experienced a war. There are ruins and corpses everywhere, and Illidan and Luna have all lost their traces.

"I wonder how Marlowe is doing now? Do you think he is still alive?" An older night elf looked at Toby, with a hint of hope and nervousness in his eyes.

This night elf has a very good relationship with Marlowe. He and Marlowe's father were once close comrades-in-arms. He watched Marlowe grow up. Unfortunately, Marlowe's father later died in a battle.

In front of him, he didn't want Marlowe to follow in his father's footsteps.

"I saw marks left by Marlow along the way. Although some marks were left in a hurry, I guess he is still alive, but I don't know where he is now. Anyway, we must penetrate the third party.

Sooner or later, we will meet him." Toby patted the old elf on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I hope so!" The old elf nodded. There was not much confidence in his voice, but it was good to have hope after all.

"Okay sir, wipe your face! Do you feel that it's getting hotter and hotter as we walk?" A night elf came over and handed Toby a towel that was already stained red with blood.

Toby took the towel and didn't dislike it at all. He touched his face randomly, wiped off the blood on his face, and then nodded, "It's true what you said. I thought it was because of the battle before, so

It’s getting hotter and hotter, and now it seems it’s not that simple.”

"Everyone, please clean up the battlefield quickly and take a rest. Harold, arrange sentries." Shirley ordered Harold.

At the beginning, when everyone killed the monsters, they would clean the battlefield immediately, and then evacuate to a far enough place to rest.

But later everyone discovered that there was no need to go to such trouble, because there was an obvious sense of territoriality among the groups of monsters here.

There is little contact and communication between the Warcraft group and the Warcraft group. They each live in their own one-third of an acre of land, so even if the Warcraft here is killed, no Warcraft will come over in a short time.

If you go to a farther place to rest after the battle, the bloody smell may attract the attention of the monsters in other areas, and as a result, everyone will have to fight in succession.

Harvey Harris also arranged sentries, and everyone has formed a tacit understanding. Whether it is exploring the road or keeping sentries, both sides will send people to go together.

This can not only prevent one party from being blocked by information, but also take risks at the same time. Otherwise, if one party hides something, or if one party is unlucky and always encounters danger when patrolling, it is inevitable that there will be some internal conflicts.

Contradictory, this can be regarded as a tacit agreement by both parties to put the villain first and the gentleman later.

Ordinary night elves are indeed taking a rest. Some sit cross-legged to regain their spirits, some gather together to chat, and some simply find a clean place to lie down and close their eyes to rest. But the core members of this team

There was no real rest, but we gathered together to discuss the next direction.

"We have gone deep into the third layer, but we still haven't found the Moon Stone or the Moon Well. Tell us, should we continue to clean up the third layer, or go straight in?" Shirley, as the leader of the team this time, is naturally the most popular.

The one who spoke first.

"Although the gains in the third level this time are all related to World of Warcraft, they are definitely no less than the first two levels combined. Especially the skin provided by the invisible pangolin is simply prepared for us night elves."

"Although the skins we have collected now can arm all of us, I think it is not enough. We still have too many people who need to be armed, so we should continue to clean up," Harold said excitedly.

"But our current casualties are already quite large. Although they are still within the acceptable range, the sacrifices made in order to obtain more magic cores and animal skins are completely unnecessary."

"Everyone should know that the reason why we are suffering from casualties now is mainly due to the contribution of Master Omega. If it were not for him, I am afraid that our casualties would no longer be within the tolerance range."

"And with such a high-intensity battle, everyone's body will be unable to bear it sooner or later, and then the combat effectiveness will be seriously damaged. Once we encounter a real crisis at that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover!" Toby shook his head, for Harrow

He was opposed to De's suggestion.

"Good sir, you are starting to be a good person again, right? Do you know that you are afraid of war? For the future development of the tribe, shouldn't we accumulate more wealth now? If there is no chance, that's it, now it's great

The opportunity is in front of us, but you don't take advantage of it. How will we use it to build a new tribe?" Harold sneered at Toby's remarks.

Harold's words were actually a bit too much. Although Mr. Nice Guy was a nickname given to Toby by everyone, the meaning was complimentary because Toby always thought about everyone and helped everyone.

When people chat with Toby, they call him Mr. Nice Guy because they respect him and hope to be more cordial with him. However, in serious situations, no one will call Toby Mr. Nice Guy.

Now Harold's words were so sinister, and on such an occasion, that the title "Mr. Nice Guy" became very harsh.

"Harold, have you forgotten the purpose and appeal of our coming here? We are not here to make a fortune, but to find the Moon Stone! It would be great if we could accumulate assets along the way.

, but if you ignore everyone's life and death in order to get rich, that would be a bit too much!" Toby did not pay attention to Harold's sarcasm, but argued with reason.

"Toby, we have already cleaned up the first and second floors. Isn't it to accumulate assets? Since there are so many valuable monsters on this third floor, how could we just miss it? Don't worry, you just need to follow

You'll be fine by my side," Harold said sarcastically.

In his eyes, Toby's high-sounding words were simply because the third level was more dangerous and he was scared to death. After all, a think tank is just a think tank, and it is ultimately unreliable when it encounters danger.

"Harold, if I were afraid of death, I wouldn't fight on the front line, let alone come to the third floor! The reason why we have to clear the first and second floors is because we have to prepare for leaving here, that's

We left a way out for ourselves.”

"Now the monsters on the third level have their own territory. As long as we don't pass through their area, there will be no conflict for the time being, so there is no need to take risks!"

"Our purpose is the Moon Stone. It is to bring as many people as possible back to establish our own tribe. They are the cornerstone of our tribe's future development! Do you think our tribe only relies on Shirley and you?

Can one person build it?" Toby replied angrily.

He didn't mind Harold's ridicule and ridicule, but he couldn't bear Harold saying that he was afraid of death. It was a slander on his character, a disregard for his loyalty, and a blasphemy against his faith.

"If we don't have enough assets, what will we rely on to develop the tribe? We can't be like now, everyone has to go out and do tasks to earn money to support themselves and the tribe, right? What if everyone in the tribe goes out and the Moon Stone is lost?

Will the tribe we worked so hard to build still exist?" Harold did not expect that Toby would contradict him. He was also a little annoyed and spoke a little carelessly.

"Harold!" After hearing Harold's words, Shirley frowned slightly and gave Harold a fierce look.

Harold is not talking about something! When he talks about the missing moon stone in front of the Harris tribe, isn’t this insinuation and innuendo?

"Harold, are you mocking our Harris tribe?"