The barbarian buildings were simple, made of stones and covered with a thick layer of meadows, which seemed to merge with the grassland, and no longer separated from each other. The house stood in the middle, and the largest area was the dwelling of the chief priests.

The chief priest had the responsibility of passing on the culture, so he had the highest status among the barbarians. On weekdays, there were very few people here, only the wounded, or the young barbarians who studied with him.

The chief priest was a very old man, with layers of wrinkles on his face, painted with white paint, and his hair tied in braids, and he looked quite energetic.

But today, this place is not as pure as it used to be. There are many people standing or sitting inside, this is the tribe of war blood, recognized as the strongest tribe of the entire Northland barbarians, occupying the fattest meadows in the entire Pietarsari steppe, with the most cattle, sheep and horses, and the most strong men.

There are a lot of people inside, but the room is bigger, which makes these people seem less numerous.

Some weak light shone in through the stone window, making the interior look a little dull. It's like the rain pouring down outside.

The horses outside were a little unhappy by the rain, snorting and digging the ground with their legs, looking a little restless. Even so, they still obediently did not move for half a minute, just chewing on the tender grass on the ground that was stained with rain to relieve their inner emotions.

The stone house was quite hot, and the people present were all the leading figures among the northern barbarians, either the patriarchs or the chief priests of the various tribes, and those warriors who were recognized by the tribes as brave and good at fighting. They all sat on cushions, and had a lively discussion about the invasion of the dark elves.

"I've seen the dead scouts, and they're very sophisticated. The offensive positions are all vital positions, and they are lethal in one hit. It can be seen that the other side should have the means of long-range combat. Many Scouts died at the hands of the other side. "It was a tall man who spoke with a red color on his face, indicating that he was a man of valor and good fighting.

Barbarians will distinguish a person by the color on their face, red is good at war, white is noble, black is clever and cunning, yellow is rich and armored, etc., and the depth of the color indicates the degree of recognition of the person. The red on this person's face is very pure, which means that he is recognized. And this is Horba, the first warrior of the Warblood Tribe.

"I've been to see these dead guys, they're not human, they're a race we've never seen before." Someone on the side spoke, aliens, a group of aliens who had never seen before. And the combat effectiveness is very amazing, this kind of message sounds, after all, it will not make people feel at ease.

What is the purpose of the other party's entry into the Pietarsari steppe? Want to encroach on their land? Enslave them?

This sense of uneasiness is very strong, it is the uneasiness and fear of the unknown. They are not afraid of those humans, because they know very well what they want, so that they can devise effective responses. But in the face of a new group of enemies, they really can't feel the pulse of the other.

Everyone in the room began to have a lively discussion, some said that they should be expelled, some said that they should all be killed to make an example, and some said that they should first see what the purpose of these people was......

The dwelling of the chief priests, which had been sacred, now resembled a noisy bazaar, and everyone was arguing with the merchants over the extra copper sol.

The chief priest on it had his eyes lowered as if he were asleep, and his usual breathing showed that he had not been disturbed by the noise around him.

"Are you finished?" Gently picking up a small hammer from the corner of the table, he struck the table, and the soft, small voice of the chief priest instantly overshadowed the contentious discussion.

And as he spoke, everyone closed their mouths very consciously. All eyes were on the chief priest, whose name was no longer known, and they all called him 'lamp', which meant that this man was the guiding light. He was now two hundred and eighty-nine years old, had experienced all kinds of wars of the northern barbarians, and was the eldest of the chief priests of all tribes, and the most respected of all tribes.

He can always make the most correct choice at the most critical time, and it is precisely because of this person that the War Blood Tribe can be regarded as a lower-middle tribe from the previous one, and firmly occupy the glorious position of the first tribe of the northern barbarians and is difficult to be shaken!

"The ancestors sent a message that these people had great malice. There are three very evil creatures in the party, and their purpose is the 'Sleep of the Ancestors', in order to unleash the evil beings! If we are freed from the cage by this evil being, all the tribes of our Pietarsari steppes will become victims of each other! ”

Lamp's words were still very soft, and even when it came to the point of the sentence, he only deepened his strength a little. It seems that because of the old age of his body, his vocal cords can no longer withstand his violent speech. But the words that came out of his mouth made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

The lamp doesn't joke on this kind of thing, so it means that this thing really can't be true. But these words not only did not make the barbarians present feel frightened and uneasy, but on the contrary, they were all relieved.

Once a person has a goal, then these other things will naturally not make people feel frightened and uneasy because of this or that.

"The sleep of the ancestors cannot be disturbed by these foreigners!" The barbarians' voices spoke very firmly in the stone house, and they came from afar, shaking down a splash of rain on the meadow.

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"Do you think the reason why those people are waging war against the northern barbarians is because they want to revive the three evil gods of the earth?" Tyr, the god of justice, was summoned by Raphael and came at great speed. These days, he has been paying attention to the situation at the Southern Chamber of Commerce. The appearance of the three demons at the same time was obviously a very shocking thing, but these two evil gods seemed unconcerned, even indifferent.

This change made the god of justice Tyr a little incomprehensible, it stands to reason that the place where the three demons appeared was not a short distance from the Southern Chamber of Commerce, if they were besieged and killed by their gods on the way, what would be the effect of resurrecting the three demons? You must know that he has sent the most elite Knights of Justice under his command to intercept and kill all three demons.

Now hearing the words from Raphael's mouth, he can't help but solve all the doubts in his heart, if these demons really have such a purpose, the third evil god is reborn and brings out the other two demons, it is obviously a matter of course. And this would explain why the Southern Chamber of Commerce did nothing.

"I'm going to deal with this right away, and I'm going to make it big. Since these two evil gods are not nervous, then I will make them nervous, this will definitely be a good opportunity! Tyr, the god of justice, clenched his left hand tightly, a smile on his face.

This made Raphael's perception of the god of justice have a new change, people always say that the three gods are rigid, but just seize this opportunity, how can the sensitivity of the latter strike have the slightest taste of rigidity.

"Do you think there is a 10% chance of success in this matter?" Raphael was very direct.

Perhaps few people and God would ask him so directly, perhaps he was weighing the probabilities in his mind, or perhaps he was saying how to tell the new god in front of him. Anyway, Tyr, the god of justice, stood still for a moment.

"Thirty percent." This kind of thing itself does not have a 100% success rate. Moreover, it is not very easy for the three gods to face the two evil gods.

Planning is a changeable thing in itself. No one can calculate how each step should be taken, and what is the right way to go.

"Okay, thirty percent is pretty good." Raphael nodded, looking at Tyr, the god of justice who had disappeared in front of him, and a whim rose in his heart from nowhere.

And the rain falling in the sky doesn't seem to be able to extinguish this heat that comes from nowhere.

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Tyr, the god of justice, moves quickly, and as he says, he moves big. The Righteous Cavalry, the Shattered (the warrior monks of the God of Suffering), and the Heart of Courage (the cavalry of the God of Loyalty and Courage) rush forward at an unstoppable pace, aiming for the Pietarsari steppe!

This message made many people smell an unusual smell, how could the three gods suddenly be interested in the land of the Pietarsari steppe? Thinking of some of the things that had happened before, some intelligent people could feel a very great storm condensing on the Pietarsari steppes, which was bound to stir up the situation on the entire continent.

Sure enough, with this action of the three gods. The two evil gods in the Southern Chamber of Commerce couldn't sit still, and the tentacle monsters that lived inside launched the first wave of attacks since they appeared.

The Southern Battlefield has also begun!

The situation on the mainland has been pushed into a new wave of climax, and many principalities and kingdoms close to the Southern Chamber of Commerce have been unable to sit still. What happened within the Ottore Empire, though it seemed to be the horror of the Archduke Louis Perchens. But judging from the actions of the three gods, things should not be as simple as imagined.

And from the reaction of the evil gods to the actions of the three gods, they felt an irrepressible panic. If such a thing happens in one's own kingdom, then ...... It's really unimaginable.

With the experience of the Ottore Empire, no one will want to follow in its footsteps. As a result, these human kingdoms, who were very dissatisfied with the behavior of the three gods before, sent people, money, food, and soldiers, as if they were planning to take out all their own family funds.

As a creature brought by the evil god from the shadow plane, the tentacle monster is naturally not a weak hand. You can learn this from the Dark Elves. Speaking of which, the earliest allegiance of these tentacle monsters was the evil god, but later the evil god was sealed, and they escaped into the shadow plane. Speaking of which, they can also be regarded as remnants of the era of gods and demons.

Even after many years in the Shadow Plane, after generations of inheritance and adaptation, many things have been sacrificed. However, while abandoning, he is also acquiring new knowledge, and his combat power is increasing instead of decreasing. Far more powerful than before, the tentacles on his body have even evolved long-range shooting abilities similar to bows and arrows. made the human race suffer a big loss at the beginning, and was broken through several levels in one day.

It wasn't until the other gods intervened that the situation calmed down.

The two evil gods were a little anxious at the moment, and what they thought was a seamless plan had been inserted into a pole at this critical moment. They didn't know why the three gods had suddenly become so sharp.

"Are they hounds? Such a smart nose? We've done a perfect job, so why are we all here?! "These two evil gods no longer have the usual bearing and demeanor, and their words are full of resentment towards the three gods.

"Someone must have intervened in this matter, otherwise the three gods would not have suddenly withdrawn all their precautions against us and would have gone straight to the Pietarsari steppe. Although they are not stupid, the ones who are stuck in the mud don't even have the strength to climb out. It's impossible to put more thoughts on anything else! ”

But as a collection of negative energies, their control of emotions is astounding. In just a moment, the rain has passed. Women are fickle, and so are evil gods.

"Now is no longer the time to focus on who is intervening, and we should figure out how to stop these three idiots from acting. Otherwise, let alone breaking the seal, the three demons who were finally born will also become the objects of their purification! When the time comes, there will be nothing. ”

The conversation between the two evil gods is very fast, no matter how well the emotions are controlled, on top of this matter, who can achieve the peace of mind?

"The two of us can't make a move yet, and the three gods suddenly change their movements, so there will definitely be some precautions. Or maybe they're just waiting for us to make a move, and then just wipe out the two of us. If they succeed in this plan, then our real plan will be a joke, and I will pass it on to the three devils. ”

The two were silent for a moment before the other evil god spoke,

"If this is not the right moment for us to make a move, then we can only rely on their own strength. After all, trying to break the seal in the form of a demon son is a test in itself. If they can't succeed, it's because they don't have enough strength and wisdom. Even if you have a body, it's just a waste. We can't afford to have waste, and even if all three of them die, we can summon new demons in other ways. ”

"Agreed."

agreed, which can be regarded as the end of this conversation.