Chapter two hundred and ninety-six, Mariah Carey the moonwalker

After a long struggle, Cold Nebula and others finally took back the lion's den from the NECROMANCER's hands, as the lion tribal chief Cluck is naturally more excited than anyone.

After learning that frost fog and cold Nebula's two companions had been wounded in varying degrees in helping them retake the lion's den, cLUCK is hurriedly ordered his jurisdiction and the surrounding tribes of all the well-known witch doctor all invited to his tribe for the frost fog and other people to heal their wounds.

Of The three injured, the frost mist wound was not very serious. After a simple bandage and exorcism, it was no big deal, armstrong and Celta Fengxi, who have been seriously injured, will need to rest for 10 days and a half months at the lion fort before leaving.

After all, cold Nebula had helped him take back his castle from master Shiryō, and whether the necromancer had an accomplice or not, Cluck couldn't say, but now that both of cold Nebula's companions were injured and unable to leave, Cluck used the excuse to keep cold Nebula for a little while longer, to give him a treat in return for helping him recapture the castle, of course, cLUCK did not speak out about the fear of SHIRYŌ's revenge.

As for the Cold Nebula, it was impossible to leave now with the wounded Armstrong, Cluck, who had to eat and drink and have several young lioness maidens waiting on him, it's better than wandering around the endless grassland with them. It's important to rest, nutrition and rest when you're injured. Cluck owed himself a favor anyway, so he took the opportunity to rub it in for a few days.

With the lion's den back, the Cluck moved straight back into their castle, the most luxurious dwelling among the tribes was left to Leng Xingyun and others as a temporary residence for the crazy lion tribe, she also assigned several of her ladies to take care of the food and shelter of Armstrong.

After arranging for the injured Serta wind and Armstrong, a grand celebration was certainly in order, and Cluck, who had retaken the castle, seemed to be in a state of excitement, raising a glass to cold Nebula and frost fog.

CLUCK, his mouth already half open, raised his glass again, and said to Cold Nebula and frost fog, "this time it was thanks to the help of frost fog and cold Nebula, otherwise I would still be a poor homeless man. Anyway, have a drink. "

Watching Cluck's enthusiasm, Cold Nebulae and frost mist could not resist, raising their glasses. Frost fog was heard to say, "don't mention it, Lord Cluck. You and I are all orcs of the endless prairie, and it's only right to watch out for each other. So please don't worry about these little things, Lord Cluck. "

Listening to frosty fog say this, cluck immediately said, "yes, yes, we are all orcs of the endless prairie, and it is only natural that we should help each other. Alas, if only all ORCS could think like Lord Frost fog... "

Cold Nebula certainly understands why the expansive Cluck felt a Pang of loss when he said, on this endless prairie, if the command creature is divided into 10, then the orcs occupy at least 60% , terrans make up only 35% , the remaining half of the elven woodland takes up four and a half minutes, and the remaining half of the elven forest is occupied by the Hobgoblins who inhabit the hills of death.

The ORCS, who make up the largest number of grasslands, are in a constant struggle between subspecies and subspecies, and in some subspecies, tribes and tribes even struggle to survive, the result is a vast population of orcs that is the least powerful in the endless plains. Even an Elf less than one-tenth the size of an ORC is not afraid of ORCS. And even enslaved a race of UNICORNS...

While Cold Nebula and frost fog were being feted by Cluck, a small party of six or seven men crept slowly toward the lion clan, walking in the front is a graceful girl, wearing a white Chiffon robe, faint can see her concave convex neat figure to.

But the most attractive thing about the young girl was her long body and white skin, and only her long ears were left, this beautiful maiden was a favorite of the elven elders, as if she were Mariah Carey the Moon Walker.

Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, was followed by a parade of elves, each dressed in the usual human cloth, not The tulle favored by the elves.

Most importantly, the FAE parades, each wearing a hood large enough to cover her ears, made it easy not to see them as faeries.

As Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, and his men marched toward the lion's den, two of them, if you look closely, seemed out of place among the party, and these years live a simple life of the elves, simply can not be compared.

One of them was a tall, thin young man with dark hair, tied up in a high way, and looked very heroic. However, the young man's waist was quite thin, and although the chest position seems to be intentionally with what things, but also can see a wipe of outstanding, needless to say, must be dressed as a man.

Standing next to the young warrior was a burly man with a blank face, dressed in a very strange suit, who covered up everything he could, it looked as if he was afraid of being seen, but if you look closely at his body, you can see that several places on the skin of this guy have been split open, and a faint glow of fire came from under the skin, i don't know what it is.

The female warrior, dressed as a man, walked in the middle of the procession, fiddling with the long, short and two swords hanging from her waist, as he spoke, Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker at the head of the line, asked, "I say, Lord Mariah Carey, how far are we from the lion's den? Why have we gone so long without reaching it? "

Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, frowned uncontrollably as he heard the warrior's words, "It's only been a while, " he said, "but it's only been half a day? These death hill guys are really... If it weren't for the fact that we elves can't help ourselves this time, we wouldn't need to hire you disgusting people."

Mariah Carey said to himself, but he was very polite to the demons from the hills of death, for they had come a long way from elvish woodland, mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, has seen what this warrior woman can do, and the demons are a little creepy.

These demons were so powerful that Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, could not cope with them, mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, had no choice but to smile and say, "well... Madam Troll, we are almost at the lionskeep, please hold on... "

Hearing Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, say she was approaching the lion's den, the trolls rolled their eyes again, "right away again, " she said disagreeably. "How many "right away" have you said along the way? Don't think I won't eat you because you pay me! "

Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, shivered as soon as he heard the troll say she was going to eat him, "I'm not lying. Look at the hill in front of me. The Shicheng on the hill is the lion's den, " he said

Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, was so afraid of the trolls because they had actually eaten someone in front of her on the way here. Of course, when trolls eat people, they don't use the little red mouth they just talked to, but on the trolls'belly, they have a big, seeping mouth, you can swallow an entire person alive and tear them to pieces... ... The combination of wailing and broken bones was hellish, which is why Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, was so terrified of the trollop.

Hearing Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, say that he could see the outline of the lion's den with his eyes, he blocked out the sun with his hands and looked as far as he could. Sure enough, at the far end of the line of sight, above a modest hill, lay a town that Mariah Carey, the Moonwalker, would have called the lion's den.

Although from the present position, it seems that there is a certain distance to reach the lion's den as far as the eye can see, but at least there is something to look forward to at last. Along the way, the trolls are very tired, now she's regretting taking on the elven quest.

However, there is no way out. The name of the Devil's mouth is getting bigger and bigger now, and there are fewer and fewer tourists who dare to travel around it. So in order to have a good meal, the devil's mouth has to take such a hard job, following Mariah Carey the Moonwalker to the lion's den to assassinate Celta Wind.