Volume 4] Chapter 403: The Arbitrator of Unknown Origin - Chapter 403: The Arbitrator of Unknown Origin At this time, the land of truth was already full of war, and the fat man no longer had any worries, he did not mind and procrastination Wes fights. "No, no I don't want to provoke a powerful enemy at this time." Tortavis suddenly laughed bitterly. Listening to Totavis¡¯s words, the fat man has more or less understood the current situation of his tribe. If there are no accidents, the tribe dragging Weiss should also be in a state of war now. "Then sit down." The fat man rolled his eyes at Weiss and said. Fatty didn¡¯t have much favorable impressions of Drag Weiss. The sarcasm from that day was still in his ears, and Fatty hadn¡¯t forgotten it yet. The two of them sat in front of the bonfire. "How is your tribe doing now? I remember your tribe should be a powerful tribe." Fatty asked. Drag Weiss nodded, then sighed, and after looking around, he said: "The Wolf Tribe, the Round Table Tribe, the Black Crystal Tribeall have taken a fancy to the mineral veins of our Hasas Tribe. If the wolf targets it, even if the Hasas tribe is a male lion, it will be bitten with blood. Fatty has no doubt about this. In times of peace, the Hasas tribe may be able to frighten other tribes around it, but when the peace ends. , when the wolf goes crazy, they will join forces and bite the lion. ¡°Then what are you going to do? "The fat man asked Lavis. "The Hasas tribe will never shrink back. Even if it faces a powerful group of dragons, it will never be afraid of fighting. "The words of Drag Weiss showed the determination of the Hasas tribe to fight. The fat man nodded towards Drag Weiss. At this time, although he wanted to tell the proud young man to keep the green hills and not be afraid of running out of firewood, but After all, he didn¡¯t say it out loud. The tribe is different from the army. The tribe is actually a family. The belief passed down from the ancestors is their honor. That¡¯s not what he can persuade. How are you doing in Jidu? "Draw Weiss suddenly softened his tone and said. From the words of Drag Weiss, Fatty could hear a sincere concern and helplessness. This young man may have really fallen in love with Per. "Very good, maybe now A rebel tribe is being massacred somewhere. "The fat man thought for a moment and said with a smile. "Yeah. "Draw Weiss nodded. "I'm sorry about what happened last time" Drag Weiss continued. "It doesn't matter. "The fat man waved his hand. At that time, Drag Weiss was obeying the order of Prince Abel, and everyone was his own master, so there was no grudge between him and the fat man, not to mention that there was no fight at the time. " Just as Drag Weiss looked at him with a look. Feeling a little guilty, the stout young man seemed to have something in mind and said to the fat man: "A few days ago, a group of people wearing black Vatican uniforms entered the land of truth. Did he come to pick you up? " "Black Vatican uniform? "Hearing these words, the fat man's expression tightened and he became vigilant. The black uniform of the Holy See is the standard military uniform worn by the arbitrators of the Inquisition. It is obvious that the arbitrators sent by Mo Li did not come here to welcome him, so There was only one explanation left, and that was that they were here to find him. Thinking of this, the fat man couldn't help but tremble. The Holy See headquarters was already in the middle of a war, and Li Qiye was still worried about how to deal with those giants. He looked at him, how deep his hatred was. Lavis naturally didn't know the inside story of the Holy See, so he looked at the fat man strangely, and didn't understand why the fat man's face became so weird. "Where are those people now? "The fat man asked Lavis. "They should still be in Aodu City. " Drag Weiss thought for a moment and said. "Odu City" The fat man became more and more certain that those arbitrators were sent by Mo Li to intercept and kill him. "Odu City is the only way from the land of truth to the Holy See State, so If those arbitrators want to find Fatty, the best place to do it is in Aodu City. ¡°Aren¡¯t those people here to pick you up? "Lavis suddenly noticed something strange and asked the fat man. The fat man nodded and said with a bitter look on his face: "The possibility of killing me is greater. " "Lavis frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he said: "I heard from people in the tribe that those people are very strong. There is a tribe that is not weak in strength and is interested in the equipment of that group of people. I want to To sneak attack on that group of people. But in the end, all the warriors of that tribe were wiped out, and their heads were??It was hung in Aodu City. " "There should be holy warriors inside. "Dravis came to a conclusion that the fat man least wanted to hear. "The Holy Warrior, that is simply not what he can deal with now, not to mention that it is not just that Holy Warrior, there are more than a dozen arbitrators with high strength. Officer. ¡°Maybe you should stay in our tribe for a while. "Dravis suddenly said to the fat man. The fat man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Although he wanted to return to the Holy See as soon as possible, judging from this situation, he couldn't go back at all. The Hasas tribe is in the northwest of Aodu City Fang, here is surrounded by mountains, and there is a very precious ore in the mountains called red crystal ore. Red crystal ore is a rare raw material for constructing magic bullets, so this mine is very precious and has become a spy for many tribes. When we arrived at the Hasas tribe, the tribe had just repelled an attack from outside. There were corpses lying on the outer defensive position, including those from the Hasas tribe and those from other tribes. The surviving warriors of the Hasas tribe were handling the battlefield. Looking at the battlefield with black smoke, a smell of burnt smell everywhere, and stained red with blood, Fatty shook his head. This scene made him feel very sad. Familiar, but he doesn¡¯t like it. ¡°Damn the United Tribes! "Looking at the corpses of the warriors of his own tribe, Drag Weiss clenched his fists, and his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes. The fat man did not speak, but stood quietly beside Drag Weiss, observing carefully. This battlefield. There is no doubt that this is a fierce battle. It can be seen from a pair of entangled warriors in the corner of the battlefield. One of the Hasas warriors has his hands tightly holding the opponent's throat. The opponent used a dagger to insert into the abdomen of the warrior Hasas. Whether it was the twitching face of the warrior Hasas or the face of the opponent who was about to suffocate, it made people feel a kind of desperate pain. It's war. The fat man glanced at Tola Weiss, who had calmed down at this time. "I'm sorry, I was too angry" Tola Weiss explained to the fat man. "It doesn't matter. "The fat man said that he had seen too many wars, so he could understand the mood of Tolavis at this time. "At this moment, two Hasas warriors came over pressing a prisoner of a warrior from an unknown tribe. . The prisoner was struggling desperately, but he was tied up by the strong monster tendons. The more he resisted, the greater the pain he suffered. But even so, the prisoner still did not give up. In front of Si, there was a thick black man. He was very strong. Although the monster tendons had penetrated deeply into his body, leaving traces of blood, the black man remained silent. "What is your name?" ? "Draw Weiss asked the black man. But the black man suddenly opened his mouth, and with a sound, he spat out a mouthful of bloody spit at Drag Weiss. "The murderer" Drag Weiss was caught off guard and was carried away Blood spat onto his face, and a surge of anger burned his eyes. In anger, Drag Weiss pulled out the sword from the waist of a soldier beside him, and the sword drew a streak of silver light towards the black man. But at this moment, a hand grabbed the arm that was just about to swing the sword. "What are you going to do?" " Drag Weiss looked angrily at the fat man beside him who stopped him from killing the prisoner in front of him. The fat man didn't say anything, just looked at Drag Weiss. Gradually, Drag Weiss calmed down, and the long sword in his hand lowered, but Still looking at the fat man in confusion, the fat man turned to look at the black man and asked, "Why do you say murderer?" "The black man ignored the fat man, then turned his head and snorted: "Kill if you want, there is so much nonsense. " Drag Weiss frowned and glanced at the black man, but did not take action. As the son of the tribal chief, he was naturally able to distinguish the situation in front of him. He ignored the word "murderer" in his anger just now, but Now it becomes clear. ¡°I am Traves, why do you say we are murderers? "Draw Weiss said to the black man. The black man didn't answer Drag Weiss's question at all. Drag Weiss frowned and continued: "You Black Crystal Tribe wants to plot the mineral veins of my Hasas Tribe. Are you saying we are murderers? ¡± was draggedWhen Lavis was so excited, the black man suddenly became angry: "Ore veins? The Black Crystal Tribe has never needed mineral veins. If it hadn't been for your Hashas tribe to send people to assassinate my father, we would not have launched an attack on Hasas." "Assassination?" The black man's words stunned Lavis. "Impossible, the Hasas tribe has never sent anyone to assassinate anyone." Drag Weiss said very firmly. "Impossible? Haha, the second son of the chief of the Wolf tribe and the priest of the Rhinestone tribe died in the hands of your Hasas tribe" The black man said angrily towards Lavis. The black man¡¯s words made Lavis completely stunned. At this time, the fat man waved to the two warriors of the Hasas tribe: "Take him down first, don't let him die." After the two soldiers took the black man down, they looked at him in a panic. The fat man didn't speak as he dragged Weiss. After dragging for a long time, Lavis said bitterly to the fat man: "Originally, I thought that several tribes attacked Hasas for the mineral vein" The fat man shook his head and said: "No, you should understand that although a mineral vein is precious, it can't be mined." To unite all the tribes" After pondering the fat man's words, Drag Weiss slapped his forehead and said, "I'm going to see my father." The fat man was placed in Drag Weiss's residence, which was a nice building. The houses have bones of Warcraft and sharp weapons hanging everywhere. It seems that this Dragvis is a typical warrior in the tribe who advocates bravery and strength. It was not until the afternoon that Drag Weiss returned from the chief. When Lavis came back, he looked helpless. "Father said that those things are not important now. What is important is that too many warriors have died in the entire tribe. The dignity of Hasas has been trampled on, so Hasas has to fight now." Drag Weiss smiled bitterly at the fat man. said. Hearing what Drag Weiss said, the fat man¡¯s brows knitted tightly. It seems that the person who set this trap is very insidious and has calculated everything, including the reaction of dragging Weiss's father. Of course, the most important thing is that this person understands war very well. When a war starts, it is very difficult to end it. Hatred will make both sides forget the reason for fighting until one side wins. "It's very difficult" Fatty said secretly in his heart. Now even if the fat man wants to help drag Weiss, it is almost impossible. First of all, dragging Weiss is not the chief of the tribe. He cannot stop his tribe. Even if he can persuade the other party to tell the truth, it will be impossible. If you can't stop the war, you will be regarded as a traitor to the tribe. Just when the fat man's thoughts were racing, Weiss suddenly exclaimed: "How could I forget this? There is also the high priest. Only the high priest can stop my father." "High priest?" The fat man said in surprise. "Yes, my father was taken care of by the high priest, so the high priest is equivalent to my grandfather. It's just that the high priest is now old and no longer cares about the tribe's affairs." Tolavis said. "If the high priest can be invited, my father will definitely change his mind." Drag Weiss continued. The fat man nodded, this is probably the only hope to resolve the war. The high priest lived by a lake far away from the tribe. Because of his old age, the high priest moved to the lakeside after he stopped managing the clan's affairs. This time the fat man followed Weiss. It is obvious that Lavis does not have much confidence in his ability to persuade the high priest. Beside the lake, a skinny old man less than three feet tall was fishing. When dragging Weiss and the fat man over, the old man suddenly put away his fishing rod and looked back at the two of them. "It's Drag Weiss!" the old man said with a smile. Looking at the short old man, the fat man was secretly surprised. Although he and Lavis had stepped lightly to avoid disturbing the high priest's fishing, the old man with a smile on his face still clearly felt the two of them. This shows that this old man is definitely not as simple as he looks. He can sense two sky warriors. Just that sense is terrifying. "Grandpa Tuofa." Drag Weiss said to the old man respectfully. The old man nodded, and then looked at the fat man. When he saw the fat man, the old man's face suddenly froze, and then he said: "Who are you? Why do I feel the aura of a saint in your body. ¡± ?Following the old man's words, the fat man was completely stunned. Saint? He has no idea what a saint is. At this time, Lavis had a look of horror on his face. When he looked at the fat man again, his eyes were different. "The Saint is Heimir, the founder of the Land of Truth" Listening to Lavis's explanation, the fat man was stunned. Apart from going to the sacrifice capital once, he had never had any contact with Jobel. Chapter 10 Necromancer "I have been to the sacrifice capital once before!" The fat man said to the high priest. "No, it has nothing to do with this. When I was young, I saw the saint's skeleton with my own eyes, and the breath on your body is exactly the same as the saint's skeleton." The high priest said to the fat man. The fat man shook his head. He had not had any contact with Qiao Bol at all. "Young man, is there something on your chest?" the high priest asked the fat man again. "Tiger Talisman?" Listening to the high priest's words, the fat man unconsciously touched his chest. "It should be that thing that gives you the aura of a saint. No, in other words, you all have the same aura." The high priest continued to explain. "Qiao Boer, tiger talisman?" The fat man clutched the tiger talisman on his chest tightly. He seemed to have found some key. Or maybe Qiao Boer is not from this continent at all, but also comes from the world of fat people? Seeing that the fat man understood something, the high priest stopped asking questions and instead said to Tola Weiss: "Tola Weiss, what's the matter here?" At this point, Tola Weiss quickly told the high priest the whole story. Once again, the high priest thought for a while and said: "Darkness has come, and only the saint can bring new hope to people." Listening to the high priest's words, the fat man always felt that these words had a very familiar feeling, as if he was Where have you heard that? When a flash of light flashed through his mind, Fatty finally remembered. The great priest of the beast tribe seemed to have said the same thing. Darkness, what on earth is that? "Young man, I know you are confused. Come to me again after you solve this matter." After the high priest finished speaking, he looked at Lavis: "I will let El change his mind, but the tribe The Alliance still needs you to solve it. These are just small things, and bigger disasters are yet to come. " Small things, big disasters? Although Drag Weiss and Fatty got the results they wanted, they were shocked by the words of the high priest. What does the catastrophe mean? Even the fat man who has always been calm is now a little anxious. He wants to know what the high priest said? "What should we do now?" Drag Weiss asked the fat man. "Go to the prisoner of the Black Crystal Tribe." Fatty knew that if he wanted to break through the tribal alliance, he must let the black man assist them. The black man was imprisoned in the dungeon of Hasas. When Fatty saw this man in the dim light of the fire, he was sitting in the dungeon teasing a rat he caught from nowhere. Two warriors from the Hasas tribe opened the strong prison door and dragged Weiss and the fat man in together. "What's your name?" the fat man asked the black man. The black man pinched the mouse in his hand, glanced at the fat man, and turned his body to the other side. ¡¡