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Chapter 768: Rapid Progress

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    I don¡¯t know who to start with. The surrounded Demon King tribe warriors began to put down their weapons.  Their leader, the Champion of Chaos, is dead and the others have lost their sense of war.  If the fighting continues, it will only lead to greater massacres.  As a result of all their efforts to break in, they were now surrounded and it was impossible for them to retreat and escape.

    The process of clearing the battlefield is simple.  The victors began to look for a battlefield as is customary in all wars.  Although this battle was small, the proportion of casualties was not small.  Half of the main Rune tribe's army had fallen on the battlefield, and the victors also paid many casualties.  That place was like a colorful dye shop, with red and white reflecting each other, and finally slowly turning into deep red.

    The prisoners stood aside, waiting for the victor to make a decision.  Fortunately, well-informed people know that this chaotic monarch does not worship terrorism, which means that he has no special interest in massacre, but that depends on the need for facts.  Followers of adultery are utilitarian considerations of this reality.  But if he thinks it would be better to kill a prisoner, the Lord of Chaos will do so without hesitation.

    The King of Chaos stood in front of them, scanning the crowd with trembling eyes.  He watched it over and over again, but didn't know what he was thinking.  Finally, he shook his head slightly.

    At that moment, all the prisoners felt that the end was coming.

    But at that moment, the King of Chaos turned around, and the spellcaster stepped out and announced the good news to them.

    ??????? All prisoners have one choice, and that is to join the winners.  The Lord of Chaos, who named me, allowed them to retain their original beliefs and as long as they survived three battles, he allowed them to leave his army freely.  Of course, the prisoner's inability to accept this conditional choice comes at a cost, namely that they will be executed on the spot.

    For prisoners, no one would choose between two.

    The victor's team left before night, completely defeated.  On this bloody grassland, there are still undead people gurgling and bleeding, bringing the most nutritious fertilizer to the earth.  For the victors, they have no names, no stories, no hope, no future, just silent death.

    This is what happens every day in chaotic areas.

    The fortress of the speechless and panicked tribe is still as calm as usual today.

    Rumors have been circulating in the tribe for a long time, but everyone tried to pretend that nothing special happened.  Only a few people inadvertently ask about the mysterious Lord of Chaos.

    The name of the Lord of Chaos is no longer a big secret.  He called me, in human language, a very oral name that was passed down not only to humans, but to elves, dwarves and even rats.  This is an unknown, mysterious Lord of Chaos.  Because even the most knowledgeable people have never heard of a tribe of chaos called me.

    It is said that the Lord of Chaos was commanded by the gods to rescue the speechless and panicked tribe in trouble.  Are sane people deriding this statement worthy of adulterous attention from panicked tribes without words?  It should be noted that while the Silent Panic Tribe is the largest and most powerful tribe in the region (at least at one time the largest and most powerful), it is an insignificant minority throughout the Chaotic Territory.  But logically, despite being so correct, many people still believe in this legend.

    It is no small matter that an alien Chaos leader is mainly responsible for this tribe.  Many tribal members share this concern.  Happily, with a Chaos Lord, the power of the Chaos Lord may be able to solve the current dilemma of the tribe facing enemies from all sides. This is not an unfounded assumption after all. The son of the greatest plunder was defeated and the tribe was revitalized.  of power, fearing what everyone knows about what alien chaos could do to a tribe.  Yes, in this respect, there is no difference between Followers of Chaos and the Central Romance of the Seven Kingdoms, which is The Purge.  After external problems are solved, internal problems will inevitably arise.

    Some people say that the Lord of Chaos is just passing by and has no real intention to rule the silent panic.  There are several versions of this theory, the most popular of which is that once the chaotic monarch stabilizes the situation in this area, he will immediately raise an army in the name of God to launch another southern invasion.  Yes, the failure of the southern expedition caused heavy losses to the tribe.  But it was always mutual, and while the disorganized armies took heavy losses, the Southerners' armies also paid a sufficient price.  Instead, it was a great opportunity for the Southern Expedition.

    Rumors abound, but surprisingly, several senior members of the tribe have remained largely silent.  They kept their mouths shut, but they often met privately to discuss the matter.  Instead, the move further fueled the rumors.

      Now, in the center of the tribe, in a luxurious tent, several speechless panic leaders gathered together.

    "Hardman, I'm definitely the one" said a speechless, panic-stricken man. At the top of the tribe, a wizard in robes was speaking.  He looked reluctant, and across from him the wizard, dressed like a wild man, smiled.

    If I had been there, I would have thought that the wizard had been knocked out by a beating he had given him during one of their meetings.

    "It's unlikely that the same name is the same name," Hardmon replied.

    "It's not the same name, it must be him!" The wizard gritted his teeth as he recalled what happened.  "Defeat our general"

    "The past is the past and the present is the present," Hardmon replied.  "He was not a member of the Chaos then, but he is now. What does it matter? Are you going to question God's judgment?"

    "I just want to tell you, don't underestimate him! He is more cunning than others think. Marvin thought he could control him, but he defeated him. He said some good things now, but when is the best time to say it."

    "Wait!" Hardmon closed his eyes and opened them again after a few minutes.  There was a weak magical wind around his body, and it could be seen that he had been passing on magic just now.  "Your Excellency, rapid progress is being made." He smiled.  "Now those people want to support the alliance or something, but I'm afraid it's impossible."

    "We, my lords, are indeed favored by the gods," said Hardmont. "His strategy was perfect, and with these sneak attacks he cut them off directly."

    "It won't work." The wizard replied dissatisfied.  "We're worried about alliances between the big tribes, what's the use of the rest?"

    "No, honey, you don't understand. You know, the real question is not how many bugs he dares to covet behind his back, but how much he dares to covet us behind his back." Hardman gestured.  "What do you think will happen when this news gets out?"

    "What happened?" The other party was not a fool, but was a little stunned.  "If the great tribes are going to unite, they have to be executed carefully. Because it could be a trap. But it doesn't work. Small tribes are fine, but big tribes, with top guys like this, know each other, or at least know each other."

    "That's right. Either the Chaos Champion or the Chaos Sorcerer was killed. No matter what kind of person he was, he was very important to any tribe. This kind of loss cannot be tolerated. No one will go to negotiate with another tribe.  , the place for negotiation can only be a safe wilderness. In order to prevent this kind of false attack from happening, there will be enough guards, right? One hundred people are not enough to be attacked, so they are equipped with thousands of guards. This should be like this  idea, right?¡±

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