Chapter 146: A Murmur from Hell

Marven and Eevee finally landed on the east coast again with the powerful ability of the Sea Emperor's crown.

It took them half a day to return to the camp.

Fortunately, this group of sailors and slaves was still safe under the management of Lola and First Officer Roberts.

It's summer, there isn't much to worry about other than mosquitoes, and the food on board is adequate.

Marven discussed with Eevee, hoping that he could help guard this side for the time being.

After all, these sailors are all men, and if they leave, leaving Lola and Little Tuck behind, God knows if they will have any evil thoughts.

Ibu readily agreed.

Marven first saved him, then teamed up with him to slay the dragon, and finally rescued him from the Sea Elf Queen, this little problem was not a problem for him.

Marvin instructed Lola on some precautions, and then ordered Roberts to let the sailors continue to open up the makeshift camp.

This temporary camp, after a while, could be built into a brand new port and city.

It's time to start planning now.

After explaining this qiē, Marven left the east coast alone and headed west, towards the White River Valley.

……

In the mountains in the middle of the night, figures as fast as lightning rushed through.

Since the advanced night walker, Marven has become more and more fond of traveling at night.

At night, his vision is even better than during the day, and he can see far away.

The mountain range has no name, it is not part of the Screaming Mountains, and the undulations are not exaggerated, it can only be described as a small hill with a few large mountains in between.

One of the mountains, Marven knows very well, is the mountain where the ogre tribe is entrenched.

And standing on the hill and looking down, Marven has at least two paths to get around that mountain.

There is a forest in the south, and to the south of the forest, there is a trail, parallel to the White River, which should be able to reach the White River valley along lì; And in the north there is a valley, I don't know what there is in the valley, but there should be no powerful monsters, and it can also be guò.

The current Marven is not what it used to be, with a level 13 strength, even if he encounters a large group of monsters, he is not afraid.

Even if you can't beat it, it's absolutely no problem to escape.

"Which way to go?"

Marven hesitated.

It's just that at this time, a sneaky shadow suddenly flashed in his field of vision!

The shadow was very thin.

"Gnoll!"

Marven's eyes lit up.

In the next second, he no longer hesitated and ran directly to the north.

……

He didn't see the gnolls directly, but through the vision shared by the crows, he found traces of gnolls in the valley to the north.

He had long wondered how the gnolls who had invaded the White River Valley had hooked up with Dorseroa and Miller.

He had searched south of the White River and other suspicious places, and there was no sign of a gnoll.

As a result, in this place, he caught a trace of clues.

Marven had a hunch in his heart that this sneaky gnoll was very likely to have something to do with the group of gnolls who invaded his territory!

He jerked up his speed and rushed north.

……

In the valley to the north, a gnoll tiptoed through the grass and gravel fields, bypassing a path and preparing to walk up the mountains to the south.

The Ogre Tribe sits on this mountain!

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out and kicked the gnoll's body.

The latter screamed and was kicked out directly.

With Marven's current skills, a creature like a jackal is simply a casual abuse.

Soon, he used the Ruyi rope to trap this guy solidly.

Torola's blessing, Marven's gnoll language is quite good, under the intimidation of the scimitar, this poor gnoll will do everything at once!

He was ordered by the tribal leader to deliver a letter to the ogre tribe.

Their gnoll tribe is the gnoll tribe that invaded Marven before, originally lived in the depths of this valley, and after retreating, only some old and weak soldiers remained, struggling to live nearby.

In order to survive, they became vassals of the ogre tribe.

The Jackal's words attracted Marven's attention.

"Vassals? Ogres have learned to accept vassals? ”

"It's almost impossible. The ogre is a creature with a strong concept of race, how could a powerful ogre take the gnolls in his eyes? ”

There is only one possibility.

The leader of this ogre tribe is extremely intelligent, and it is very likely that he is an ogre wizard.

Since the concept of ogre wizard and human wizard is different, this thing, like the dragon, has a unique spell casting system, which can directly absorb the magic of chaos across the cosmic magic pool!

Their spellcasting principles are very similar to dragon grammar, relying on their powerful flesh to store the magic of chaos.

So after the collapse of the cosmic magic pool, the ogre wizard was not affected in any way.

At the same time, because they have been accompanied by the magic of chaos for a long time, they are more inclined to ruin and chaos.

This is a race that is very difficult to tame.

So Marven was ready when he opened up the wilderness, slaughtering a creature that dared to stop him.

This is destined to be a bloody battle, but on the road to success, it will not work without bloodshed.

……

"What letter? Take it out. Marven ordered.

The gnoll reluctantly took out the letter.

Marven looked up and down and found that he didn't understand the content of the letter at all.

"It's not a gnoll...... It's ogre language. Did the gnoll leader write it himself? ”

"What the hell."

Marven put the letter away. There were more and more mysteries in his mind.

After making sure that he couldn't get anything more out of the jackal's mouth, Marven killed him directly.

He never showed mercy to the gnolls. When the Gnoll tribe invaded the White River Valley, they killed an unknown number of innocent villagers.

There are many people who are stored in Marven's memory.

There is no way to forgive this kind of blood feud.

"Looks like we'll have to go to that gnolling tribe."

Marven took a deep breath and entered the valley.

……

An hour later, the gnoll leader and the creep were treated in the same way.

Marven, who is a night walker, is too simple to infiltrate the Gnoll's building.

He directly captured the gnoll leader.

Since the warlock died, the leader of the current Gnoll tribe is a relatively strong warrior.

Of course, strength is always relative, and under the absolute force suppression of the third order against the first order, the poor gnoll leader was no different from that creep.

At first, he was stiff-mouthed for a while, but unfortunately after Marven's simple torture methods, this guy said everything.

After listening, Marven fell into deep thought.

"It actually has something to do with an old man in black."

"The content of this letter is actually to instigate the ogre tribe to attack the White River Valley."

"That old man said that under the castle in the White River Valley, there is a great treasure buried!"

……

It's an old man in black again!

It's not the first time Marven has heard of this image. He had heard it once from the mouth of Dosiloam, and was now the leader of the gnolls.

Marven tried to get him to paint a more detailed image, but the gnoll leader just shook his head blankly.

He couldn't remember.

The person he saw was vague, and the other party possessed a mysterious power that seemed to be demagogic.

However, after separation, they will only remember that the other party is an old man in black, and they can't remember anything about the rest of the specific contents.

This strange method reminded Marven of hell.

Those devils seem to like to play this kind of road the most-wait...... Hell, devil?

Marven suddenly remembered the big devil's head in the secret room left by his grandfather.

And that treasure map.

This qiē is clearly linked.

"What kind of treasure is it?"

"Did the singing I heard in the secret passage that day come from hell?"

Thinking of this, Marven's scalp tingled for a while.

Dealing with the devil is a headache. These bastards are the best at demagoguery, controlling people's hearts, and playing with contracts is also their strength.

Obviously, the thing under his territory must have something to do with the devil, and it looks like it's not a small thing.

This was very distressing for Marvin.

It's just a time bomb under the butt.

God knows what the hell my grandfather hid there.

If you want to figure out this qiē, I'm afraid you still have to start with the secret passage.

Next time, I'll have to find a few more legends and try to explore the secrets.

Marven casually took out the gnoll leader.

Beyond this tribe of gnolls, further west, you will soon reach the White River Valley.

It was only at this time that he suddenly felt a pain in front of his eyes.

His raven has been killed!

The other party started very quickly, and Marven didn't even have time to see the other party's appearance clearly!

"What the hell!"

Marven frowned, and immediately turned on the talent skill of night tracking!

The other party must not know that he still has this ability.

The Raven is Marven's summon and is full of signs in itself. No matter who killed Marven's dark crow, Marven can use night tracking to find him out!

A faint red line stretched out, and Marven quickly made a judgment - it was not far away!

He quickened his pace, and five minutes later, he was catching up!

It's just that when he chased after him, he saw a black shadow running endlessly.

The other party was dressed in black.

A strange atmosphere permeated Marven's mind. He couldn't even see through the strength of the other party!

"Who are you!"

Marven gritted his teeth, accelerated, rushed in front of the other party, and forcibly intercepted him!

The other party braked sharply and landed on a withered tree.

Marven fixed his eyes and saw that it was an old man who was sneering at him!

The old man in black!

"Who the hell are you?" Marven asked in a deep voice.

"Me?"

The other party's lingua franca was spoken very slowly, as if he was pondering something.

However, in the next second, his body suddenly underwent a distortion!

From an old man in black, to a big devil head with three eyes!

Marven was covered in sweat and hair and stood upside down!

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