Chapter 404, Kayo Holy Mountain

The next day, after breakfast.

Fang Hao had just sent away the old leader of the Black-footed Cat Clan.

Then he saw the skeleton merchant Duo Jin walking towards him with a short figure.

After seeing Fang Hao, he bowed slightly and said, "Lord, Mr. Moru from the Merchant Alliance is here to visit you."

Moru is the goblin teller who is familiar with Fang Hao.

Goblins look comically small.

But they are good at goblin technology and have good minds.

In business alliances, they often have a high status.

Moru was the goblin teller whom Fang Hao knew.

In the last battle, Moru was right behind the general manager of the station, and the difference in status could be seen.

Hearing Duo Jin's words, Fang Hao immediately smiled and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Moru, please come in quickly. Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Moru walked into the Lord's Hall and saluted with a smile, "Good morning, respected Lord Fang Hao."

Before, Moru had always called Fang Hao the undead boy.

But since I learned that Fang Hao has a dark gold-level hero acting as a guard.

He didn't dare to call a powerful lord casually.

Maintaining respect for the strong is a necessary condition for goblins to survive on this continent.

"Good morning, let's sit down and chat." Fang Hao motioned for the other party to sit down.

The short Mo Lu sat on the chair next to him. The next second, he put away the smile on his face and directly stated his intention, "Mr. Fang Hao, I came here this time to talk about what happened at the last auction. The Merchant Alliance The decision has been made.”

Fang Hao guessed Mo Lu's purpose of coming.

After all, three days have passed, and with the business alliance's work efficiency, there should be results.

Fang Hao nodded and asked, "So what was the result?"

"The Merchant Alliance is very sorry that such a bad thing happened in the station. Xireer was removed from the position of commander. Both the flower demon and the flower demon will wait for the subsequent interrogation. The 'Dream Forest' should take the initiative to contact you by then. I will try to get your understanding." Moru spoke clearly.

Fang Hao did not suffer any losses from the last auction.

Free orders for the products you photographed and upgrading the store to gold membership are the compensation made by the business alliance to Fang Hao.

Moru's main purpose here today is to tell Fang Hao how the Merchant Alliance will deal with Hillel and the goblins.

Fang Hao thought for a while, but there was no need to be too serious with the business alliance. After all, products would need to be sold through this platform later.

"Yes, I am very satisfied with the way the Merchant Alliance dealt with it, but I hope that the Merchant Alliance will not let these two people go before I get the news about the 'Dream Forest'." Fang Hao said.

"You can rest assured that we are also concerned about the behavior of the goblins." Moru said solemnly.

"That's good."

Both of them achieved the results they wanted, and the atmosphere afterwards became much more relaxed.

Fang Hao knew that the reason why he was valued by the business alliance was that when problems arose, he received compensation and personally arranged for someone to come and apologize.

But it's not that the merchant alliance is easy to talk to, but Laurana's status as a dark gold level hero.

If Laurana was not present at that time, Fang Hao only brought Dimitja and Anjia. Although he could have defeated Shireer, he would never have been able to get free compensation from the Merchant Alliance, which would be the same as when Moru came in person later. trip.

In the final analysis, all truths are based on strength.

Fang Hao asked the maid to bring the fruit wine, and Moru tasted it without hesitation.

"By the way, Mr. Moru, the Dream Forest is where the fairies live?" Fang Hao asked his question during the chat.

The goblin race is still a relatively rare race.

Since there are purple heroes and the troops generally reach the seventh and eighth levels, they should also have a certain level of strength.

But as the territory expanded, the fairies were only seen once or twice in the Merchant Alliance's garrison.

"The Fairy Tribe's Dream Forest is indeed a very interesting place." Moru drank a glass of fruit wine and continued: "When I was young, I was lucky enough to go to the Dream Forest. There is a small bridge at the entrance. If you are When bad people step on the bridge, they will leave black footprints, but if you are a good person, your footprints will be blue, don’t you think it’s interesting?”

"This is indeed quite interesting." Fang Hao asked curiously: "Then how to distinguish between good people and bad people, camp, and belief?"

"Haha, I don't know this, but the footprints I stepped on were blue, and I received their warm hospitality." Moru laughed and said.

"Forget it, you are from the Merchant Alliance. Even if the footprints are black, they will not leave quickly." Fang Hao said.

Moru was stunned, and it felt right.

But he still said: "Then leaving blue footprints is a good thing, right? Who wants to be a bad guy?"

"You are right." Fang Hao also took a sip of wine and continued to ask: "By the way, the goblin clan needs the heart of Asha so much that they would rather fight at the station to get the heart of Asha."

"Um..., I don't know about this. The goblin clan has declined very seriously, and it is very common to need some items to save the race." Moru glanced at Fang Hao and whispered.

It seems that there are some things that Moru is unwilling to disclose to the outside world.

After all, the business alliance must remain neutral.

Disclosing information about various races casually will have a very bad impact.

Moru was talkative and had no immediate plans to leave.

Fang Hao also heard that Mo Lu was also inquiring about information on his side. It seemed that the Merchant Alliance was also very interested in his sudden rise in power.

The two chatted until noon, and Fang Hao invited Moru to stay for lunch.

…

the other side.

Bloody Mountains, the Holy Mountain of Khao.

At the foot of the mountain, an army of three million undead occupied every land within sight of the foot of the mountain.

In the camp of the undead army.

There were three trolls placed on the ground, wearing animal skins and covered with totems.

On the side, Black Thorn is drawing formation patterns.

Soon, the formation pattern was completed, and the necks of the three animals were cut. The blood slowly flowed along the formation pattern, and finally gathered on the bodies.

The next second, the corpse suddenly sat up.

His eyes were full of confusion.

Blackthorn asked: "You are dead, now you have to answer my questions truthfully."

"Yes." The troll said dully.

"How many trolls are there on the sacred mountain of Khao?"

The troll replied, "Less than five hundred."

"Is Caius in the crowd?"

"exist."

"How many people did he bring?"

"Caius brought 200 guards..."

boom!

The next second, the body burst open like an inflated balloon.

Blood and minced flesh were splashed everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, there was the second corpse, with blood flowing along the formation lines, and the corpse also sat up.

Blackthorn continued to ask: "Besides Caius, are there any heroes?"

"there is none left."

"Are there really gods in the sacred mountain of Kayo?"

"The Lord God is sleeping and will punish everyone who disturbs his rest."

"Have you seen this Holy Spirit?"

"No."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the body exploded.

The conversation just now made Blackthorn and others think.

Corpses cannot lie.

But it will output what is perceived, which may not be the truth.

If this person thought the grass was blue before he died, then the color of the grass he told you is blue.

The troll corpse is very sure of the existence of gods, but has never seen it himself.

This is very doubtful, and the army has already attacked here.

If gods really exist, I'm afraid they should come out.

The interrogation continues with the third corpse.

After the third corpse sat up, Black Jing asked directly: "Where do the gods on the Ka'ao Holy Mountain sleep?"

"In the Temple of the Holy Mountain."

"Has he come out?" Blackthorn continued to ask.

"Not sure."

"Can he directly interfere with the war?"

"The god will help his followers to achieve final victory."

Bang, the third person exploded again.

…

All three corpses have been interrogated.

It brought more and more questions.

call!

At this time, a bone dragon fell from the sky.

The orc scout jumped off the dragon's back and reported loudly: "Your Majesty, we found a man-made building on the mountainside. The trolls built defenses according to the building."

The buildings on the mountainside are the temples of the trolls in the sky.

In fact, it is more like a huge cave built later.

Blackthorn pondered for a moment, and then ordered in a deep voice, "Blow the war drums, prepare to attack, and end the battle before dark."

"As you command! Lord Commander."

The hero and the orc messengers took the order and retreated, followed by the sound of low war drums.

Layers of faint halo of light enveloped all the undead soldiers.

Regardless of whether the opponent has a god or not, there is no way out from this battle.

If the other side really has the strength to defeat their millions of troops, it will be useless for them to retreat now.

But the gods are just pretending to be mysterious, just rumors among the trolls.

Then, they will end this battle before dark and unify the Bloody Mountains.

Pass the news of victory to the lord.

As the drum beat became more and more urgent, the army of undead began to take steps, attacking Mount Kayo bit by bit.

The sacred mountain of Khao is steep and has a stone staircase in the middle.

It was doused with a special layer of grease by the trolls, and it felt like stepping on ice.

It is difficult to climb the mountain via stone stairs.

However, Black Jing and others were also prepared.

Naturally, an army of millions would not go through this small road to fight a war of attrition with the enemy.

When a command flag was waved, a huge noise suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.

Bang bang, bang bang bang! !

Hundreds of dragon-locking crossbow beds shoot crossbow arrows hung with rope nets into the mountain.

Layer by layer, they were hung on the mountain wall.

From a distance, it looks like the mountain is wearing fishnet stockings.

The undead soldiers bit their weapons with their teeth, and their limbs were like spiders, and they began to climb up along the rope web.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain wall was covered with skeletons.

…

Facing the undead that began to climb upward.

The trolls are devastated.

The densely packed undead were hanging all over the mountain. This unprecedented sense of oppression was suffocating.

Even the trolls who had already expressed their determination to die began to tremble in their hearts.

Why on earth are there so many undead?

"Stone throwing!"

With an order, all the trolls lifted up the collected boulders.

Throw it downwards.

boom! !

The boulders rolling down the mountain will take away a vertical row of undead soldiers.

Seeing that the effect was quite good, all the trolls began to work hard to throw stones.

call! !

Whoops! !

Just when everyone was focusing on smashing the skeleton below.

There were roars in the sky.

Roar! !

Several bone dragons with shining silver armor spit out black beams of light and poured them into the troll team.

Originally, the troll, who was concentrating on throwing stones, was enveloped in a beam of light.

The next second, the flesh and blood began to fall off, turning into white bones.

Rolling down the mountain.

In an instant, dozens of people died, reducing the originally small number of people again.

Nearly a hundred bone dragons began to circle around the mountain.

The undead kept coming, jumping off the back of the bone dragon, landing directly on the platform in front of the cave, and started fighting with the troll.

Caius stood alone on the platform on the right, holding a huge crossbow bolt pulled from the mountain.

With his backhand, he threw it towards the bone dragon in front of him.

Squeak! !

The crossbow arrow penetrated the metal armor on the bone dragon's chest, making a sound of steel being squeezed and deformed.

The crossbow arrow is embedded in the middle of the bone dragon's ribs.

But it didn't cause any harm.

On the contrary, the dragon's breath spit out in front of him caused Caius' body to rot and wrinkle.

Although the flesh and blood did not fall off like others.

It was also greatly affected.

Caius threw out another iron axe.

However, the Bone Dragon easily dodged it and walked away.

Although he is an orange fighting type hero.

Even the tenth level troops are no match for him.

But facing this kind of highly mobile bone dragon in the air, there is no good way.

The crossbow arrows thrown from his hands also deal a certain amount of damage.

Except for the first blow, the Bone Dragon will deliberately avoid the remaining attacks.

Hard to hit the target.

But the bone dragon's death breath can be breathed continuously to attack below.

This is the racial gap.

Seeing that there was no good solution, Caius had no choice but to order everyone to hide in the cave.

The trolls roared.

Push down all the stone walls in front of you.

A large number of gravel and rolling logs fell down the mountain.

The trolls, after knocking down the bunkers, all retreated to the depths of the cave. They looked outside the cave and kept circling, trying to spit out the dragon's breath into the bone dragon inside the cave.

The undead army was still climbing upwards regardless of their own safety.

Soon, undead soldiers climbed up the mountainside.

He picked up the weapon in his mouth and began to attack the cave.

There is no fixed order and no formation.

Just like a crazy madman, he rushed into the cave.

boom! !

Inside the cave, what greets the undead are trolls fighting to the death.

The skeleton warrior who just rushed in.

Before he could swing the iron sword in his hand, the troll cut off his head and kicked him out of the cave.

But behind, there were still skeleton warriors pouring in from afar.

In the blink of an eye, the only passage ahead was filled with an army of bones.

"Get out of the way!"