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    Seeing that the black man ignored him, the fat man was not annoyed. Instead, he found a place to sit down and confronted the black man. Although Lavis was dissatisfied with the black man, he was not angry and sat next to the fat man.  aside.  Please be familiar with the domain name. Time passed like this until an hour later.  Still leaning to one side, the black man's body seemed a little stiff. After turning over, a burst of anger surged in the hearts of the two people who were looking at the two people who were as stable as a rock: "Kill if you want. If you want me to surrender, it is absolutely impossible to betray your tribe?" "No."  They asked you to betray your tribe, what is your name?" The fat man rolled his eyes and said to the black man.  "Made." The black man said impatiently.  "Made?" Hearing these two words, the fat man was stunned for a while.  It took him a long time to realize that these two words were the name of a black man, not a greeting to his mother.  "Why do you say that people from the Hasas tribe assassinated your father?" The fat man continued to ask.  ¡°Isn¡¯t the totem of the Hasas tribe a towering tree?¡± Mad said angrily.  Faced with Mader¡¯s anger, the fat man calmed down, and then said: ¡°Why did Hasas want to assassinate your father?¡± ¡°Ambition, the Hasas tribe has always wanted to annex the surrounding tribes.¡± Mader then said.  "FartHasas have never had any ambitions. Although the Hasas tribe is a brave warrior, they are a peace-loving tribe." Drag Weiss said angrily.  "Who knows? Anyway, the Hasas tribe has aroused the anger of all tribes." Mad rolled his eyes, shrugged and said to Hasas.  In anger, Lavis stood up suddenly, but was forced down by the fat man.  "Made. Let me ask you a question. If you were the leader of Hasas, would you start a war with all the tribes at the same time?" the fat man said suddenly.  "Of course not, no matter how powerful the lion is, it will be defeated by the wolves" After talking about it, Ma De seemed to have thought of something, and his face became a little embarrassed.  "If Hasas really wants to annex the surrounding tribes, is it better to solve them one by one? Is it better to provoke a civil war among the surrounding tribes? Why do you have to leave every excuse for you to deal with collectively?  "It?" Fatty said continuously to Mader.  This is a very simple question. As long as a thoughtful person thinks about it carefully, he will find the problem. However, those tribes have been burned with anger.  "Maybe Hasas thinks he is strong enough to solve all the tribes at the same time" Mader said reluctantly.  "Yes, maybe Hasas is really blinded by ambition, but if you think about it carefully, has Hasas ever invaded and provoked your Black Crystal Tribe? Or was it another tribe?" The fat man continued to say to Mader.  ¡°La Weiss didn¡¯t tell Fatty about this, Fatty inferred it entirely based on the situation.  However, inference is often the most accurate when all the prerequisite facts are established.  This inference is often true.  Mader immediately fell silent and just looked at the dirty ground absently.  After a long time, Ma De said to the fat man: "Then you are saying that someone wants to cause a war between the Hasas tribe and other tribes?" "Maybe. Maybe not. It's up to you to judge." The fat man left the judgment to himself.  Gave it to Mu De, he believed that if this was a conspiracy, Mu De would be able to find some clues from it.  Sure enough, Mader suddenly sat up straight and said: "It's Hades. Why did Hades have to form some kind of tribal alliance? It turns out that he wanted to bring all the tribes into his arms." Looking at the fat man, he was a little agitated.  Trapped, Lavis explained directly: "Hades is the chief of the Wolf Tribe, a ruthless and sinister villain." "What's going on with the tribal alliance?" The fat man continued to ask Mader.  "The tribal alliance was proposed by Hades, saying that it would make it easier to command the army and better fight against the Hasas tribe." Mader said to the fat man.  "Step by step, closely linkedthis Hades is also a character." Listen to Mader's words.  Fatty said secretly in his heart.  ??From blaming the Hasas tribe, then to uniting various tribes, and finally to the tribal alliance, one by one, people can only be at their mercy.  txt e-book download** "We must not let Hades complete the tribal alliance." A flash of light flashed in Fatty's mind, and Fatty raised his head and said to the two of them.  If the fat man is Hades, then after obtaining the command of all tribes, the next step is to hang the chiefs of each tribe, and then put the blame on the Hasas tribe. ??Thus.  Hades really became the leader of the tribal alliance.  Listening to the fat man¡¯s explanation, drops of cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Lavis and Mader.  They believed that what the fat man said must be true.  "Tonight, hurry up. The tribal alliance will be established tonight." Mad said in shock.  Fatty and Lavis looked at each other, then nodded.  In the distance, revelers gathered in front of clusters of blazing bonfires, and the cheerful rhythms played by animal skin drums were accompanied by mysterious barbarian songs.  Beside the bonfire, some masked tribesmen were holding hands and dancing their own dance, surrounded by some strong young men and beautiful girls. Even the guards could not help but relax at this time, and from time to time  Looking at the beautiful girls in the tribe who were twisting their bodies.  Hiding under the jungle on the hill, looking at the camp in the distance, Fatty looked towards Mad.  "That's the main tent. It's the largest tent of the Wolf Group." Mader said, pointing to a very eye-catching tent that stood out in the camp.  Looking at the tent, the fat man nodded.  Today, their goal is that camp, but the purpose is not to conduct a sneak attack, but to enter the camp and tell the tribal chiefs who are still shielded from the door about Hades' conspiracy.  This is a dangerous journey. Apart from Mader, there are only two people, Fatty and Lavis, and they do not bring any soldiers with them.  On the one hand, it was to better hide his traces, and on the other hand, it was useless to bring along Hasas warriors.  If they failed, the warriors of the Hasese tribe would not have time to rescue them. None of the chiefs who could control the tribe were powerful warriors.  Of course, the most important reason is that the tribal alliance is stronger than the Hasas. This alliance, which brings together more than a dozen tribes, has three times the number of warriors as the Hasas.  That's why the Hashas had no choice but to defend.  The fat man put on barbarian attire and clothing, and painted false totems on his body. Even he didn't know what the black and red paint on his face represented.  And Lavis wore a strange closed horn helmet. Among the barbarians, some warriors always like to show their difference, so they are naked, wearing only short kus, but wearing a  Warrior in horned helmet.  As for the totem on Drag Weiss, it was covered up with a rare tree liquid.  The totem of Hasas has become the totem of the Sombra Tribe.  If you want to enter the heavily guarded tent, these disguises are essential.  After descending the hill, Ma De took the lead.  The three of them walked towards the crowded tent.  Along the way, the three of them met several groups of patrolling soldiers from the alliance, as well as secret sentries. Each time, they passed safely by virtue of Ma De's identity. However, the eyes of these soldiers were obviously sleepy. They were obviously Ma De who had been arrested.  How to escape from the Hasas tribe.  Fortunately, the fat man had already arranged everything. Mader's right arm had been heavily wrapped. The blood-stained gauze and the pain on his face showed how the son of the chief of the Black Crystal Tribe killed the guards guarding him.  He broke through the siege and escaped pursuit before luckily returning to the Sombra Tribe.  In addition, Ma De said that he had obtained very important information from the Hasas tribe, so the confusion in the eyes of the soldiers was calmed down.  Walking to the gate of the camp, a barbarian captain listened to Mader¡¯s story.  He quickly led Ma De and the other three towards the big tent.  Passing through the carnival crowd, the three of them soon arrived at the door of the big tent.  Not long after the barbarian captain went in to report, the three were approved to enter the big tent.  The first thing that catches the eye is the middle-aged man sitting on the purple tiger skin in the center of the camp. The middle-aged man has thin cheeks and a high nose. Looking from a distance, he gives people a feeling of gloom.  It seems that the person sitting there is not a person, but an eagle.  That should be Hades.  Beside Hades, there is also a person who is very eye-catching.  It was a man wrapped in a black robe and wearing a ferocious mask. This man had been standing there.  Just like a sculpture.  When the three of them stepped into the tent, Hades, the tribal chiefs in the tent, and the guards behind them all turned their attention.  "Hades. Did you send someone to kill my father?" Mader suddenly changed from his previous illness, pulled off the gauze on his right arm, and yelled at Hades.  The fat man looked directly at Hades. He found that Hades was slightly startled when he heard Mader's words, but he quickly calmed down.  "Mader, who did you listen to?" Hades said to Mader calmly  All the chiefs in the big tent looked at Mader, their eyes full of seriousness and confusion.  "It doesn't matter who told me, you just need to tell me if you sent someone to kill my father?" Mader said to Hades.  "No." Hades said very coldly.  "If you hadn't sent someone to kill my father, then why did you send a messenger to our camp just a few days later and ask for joint efforts to deal with the Hasas tribe?" Mader's eyes were about to burst out with anger.  Fire is coming.  Listening to Mader's words, the expressions of the chiefs in the camp were different, either shocked or thoughtful, but there was no doubt that they seemed to have found something similar in Mader's words.  If it was just a tribe, it would be easy to explain, but they were invited almost at the same time, which forced them to think carefully.  "Do you want to unify all the tribes in the name of the tribal alliance? Do you want to eliminate the chiefs here one by one after becoming the leader of the alliance?" Mader didn't wait for Hades to speak.  Said sentence by sentence.  When Mader was questioning, Fatty had been observing the expressions of all the tribal chiefs.  He was the one who handed over Mader's words. At this moment, if he tried to trap Hades step by step, he would undoubtedly be seeking death. Hades could completely classify Mader as a traitor.  So Mader had no choice but to tell Hades all of his intentions.  Only then will there be a chance for a comeback.  Whether Hades has provoked a war between various tribes and the Hasas tribe may not be important to some chiefs now, but if it is related to their lives, then they will have to consider it carefully.  Of course, Fatty¡¯s intention to unify the entire tribe is just a guess, but for these chiefs.  A guess is enough, they will not treat their lives as child's play.  In each of the chief¡¯s faces, Fatty saw something strange, something like a volcano.  Although none of the chiefs asked questions, the eyes of these chiefs were communicating rapidly. From those eyes, Fatty could see surprise and doubt.  And anger.  Fatty¡¯s goal has been achieved, that¡¯s enough. He doesn¡¯t need these chiefs to stand up and resist Hades immediately.  As long as these chiefs harbor doubts, the entire alliance will fall apart.  I believe that the only ones left here tomorrow morning will be the Wolf Tribe.  Hades stopped arguing with Mader and instead picked up a glass filled with red wine and started shaking it.  From the glass of wine that Hades dangled, Fatty saw an invisible anger.  The red wine was swirling in the glass like blood.  Fatty can understand Hades' anger at this time. If it weren't for Mader, then he would have become the leader of the tribal alliance, and now he is under everyone's suspicion.  The alliance itself no longer exists, let alone becoming a leader.  There was a sudden "clang" sound, and the wine glass in Hades' hand hit the ground with a crisp sound.  "Kill" Hades suddenly spit out one slowly.  When he heard Hades' order, Fatty almost suspected that Hades was crazy.  The chiefs in the camp are all powerful warriors, and although the territory outside the camp is the territory of the Wolf Tribe, other tribes are also closely connected.  As long as there is any disturbance, the warriors of those tribes will rush to rescue their chiefs.  The Wolf tribe is not Hasas, and it does not have the ability to go to war with all tribes.  But when he saw Hades' calm expression, Fatty was certain that Hades was not crazy.  Suddenly, a sound of magic spells came into Fatty's ears. Hearing the miserable sound like a ghost howling in hell and the gloomy and terrifying spell, Fatty's face suddenly changed.  That is the undead spell.  The mysterious man standing in Hades turned out to be a necromancer, and his level was definitely not low.  At least he is a great mage of the undead.  Waves of black mist rose in the camp, and there were countless ghosts in the black mist.  Howling miserably.  "That's not good" Looking at the black mist, the fat man's face darkened.  The black mist in front of you is not the reality of the necromancer's magic. On the contrary, it is just a prelude.  If the fat man guessed correctly, the magic released by this undead mage should be called "The Return of the Black Knight".  That is a forbidden magic, a promotion magic that can summon three golden-eyed black knights and seven red-eyed black knights.  The golden-eyed black knight possesses the combat power of a sky warrior, while the red-eyed black knight is harmonious.The local warriors are equal, and coupled with this strange black mist, for these chiefs in the tribe, this is tantamount to massacre.  Fatty finally understood why Hades dared to give orders. Hades was not a madman. He had an extremely powerful trump card.  But the question is how can a tribal chief own a powerful necromancer?  The fat man had no time to think. In the black mist, pairs of golden and red eyes were shining like light spots, and the sound of the giant sword waving echoed throughout the camp.  Screams came one after another, and in just a moment, several chiefs fell under the swords of those black knights.  Black fog enveloped the entire camp, making it impossible to see the surroundings clearly. Under such circumstances, those black knights were butchers.  "We need to kill that necromancer." The fat man drew out his red gun and said fiercely.  Only by killing the necromancer will all this disappear.  But the problem was that he couldn't see clearly where the necromancer was. Although it was only a few dozen meters away, he lost his direction.  The chiefs who were caught off guard reacted at this time. The sound of swords clashing was heard, but the screams continued.  Although the chiefs outnumbered the black knights, the shroud of black mist made it impossible for them to judge the situation around them. They could only rely on their fighting instincts to resist.  But the black knights are not rookies. Every summoned black knight was a powerful warrior when he was alive. They have more combat experience than those chiefs. They know how to kill the enemy better.  At this time, the fat man could no longer find Mader and Lavis. All he could see were a pair of golden or red eyes flashing in the black mist.  At this moment, a sudden gust of wind sounded from the front left, followed by a suffocating pressure.  Holding the Zhang Er Red Spear, Fatty stabbed forward fiercely. There was a "ding" sound, and the Zhang Er Red Spear seemed to have stabbed something. The shock force made Fatty's hands feel numb.  The golden eyes flashed through the black mist, it was a golden-eyed black knight.  The black armor worn by the Golden-Eyed Black Knight is called Death Armor. It is an armor condensed from the fighting spirit of the Black Knight during his lifetime.  A lifetime of fighting spirit is condensed into a pair of armor. You can imagine how high the defense of such armor is.  The fat man rolled his eyes, and stabbed the red gun in his hand in the direction of those golden eyes again.  There was another crisp sound of "clang", and the sound made by Zhang Er's red spear and the black knight's death armor collided so hard that it hurt people's eardrums.  Fatty¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up. The penetrating feeling from the spear to his hands made him realize that these death air armors were not indestructible.  But this time, Fatty used almost one-third of his fighting energy.  In other words, if you want to kill a black knight, Fatty must use up all his fighting energy.  Such a price is undoubtedly huge for Fatty. Even if he uses the totem on his back to instantly restore his fighting spirit, he can only kill two golden-eyed black knights.  But there were three golden-eyed black knights and five red-eyed black knights in the camp.  But fortunately, the return of the Black Knight is also a heavy burden for the Undead Mage. Fatty can be sure that the Undead Archmage no longer has the strength to release the next magic.  The screams, killing sounds, and angry roars in the ears were all connected together. Under the shroud of black mist, this was a massacre in disguise.
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