Just as the caravan was rushing forward, in the direction of the jungle where the bait had fled, a hundred-year-old tree stretched out diagonally, and suddenly a near-perfect war leopard suddenly jumped out of the dense canopy, and between the vigorous walking, the bones slid under the fur, like a babbling stream in the mountains.

I saw this beast open its mouth and "snort...... With a whoop, the alpaca with an innocent look suddenly went berserk and fled in different directions, even throwing off its saddle and cargo in order to lighten its load.

The panther warrior Klut jumped from the high canopy of the tree, and without even rolling forward to release his strength, his straight body was like a javelin, and his hands were folded in his arms, revealing three blood-stained feathers.

Immediately afterwards, the frightened alpacas ran in all directions, and the war leopard, which had almost collapsed in the caravan, jumped down from the tree and came to the samurai's side, and behaved very close to each other.

"Leopard Warrior! My God......"

The caravan master found out the identity of the comer, and when he just shouted the words, he suddenly remembered the horror of this kind of samurai, and suddenly closed his mouth, with a look of wanting to say but not daring to say it, like an old hen that was crowing from an egg, and was suddenly choked by someone's neck.

As for the other caravan guards, their minds were messed up at this time, they never expected that the main thing was to guess correctly, the "fugitive slaves" who attacked the caravan were really dressed up by the city-state patrol army, otherwise how could the rare leopard warrior suddenly appear and "defeat" the entire caravan with just a beast roar.

Klut lifted his chin slightly, and the leopard immediately leaped out, chasing the alpacas that were still carrying the goods, flicking their tails like steel whips, and driving them in the same direction.

Just ask for some ordinary goods, not to mention that the main thing doesn't care, even the senior guards will not risk death and provoke an adult war leopard. In the ancient city-states deep in the rainforest, the leopard was even equated with a god and was revered by the people of the city-state.

As for the samurai who jumped from the high canopy, not only unscathed, but also able to drive the war leopard at will, carrying three blood-stained feathers in his arms, it was no longer enough to show his identity, and he must have something to hide.

If it was not necessary, even the caravan master would not dare to take the initiative to disturb this "leopard warrior". He couldn't help but begin to wonder if the fur of the phantom beast he was escorting this time had been exposed, which would cause this disaster.

When more than thirty percent of the pack beasts were driven into the jungle by the panthers, the panther warriors turned away satisfied, and although their undefended backs were exposed, not a single caravan archer dared to shoot arrows at the god-like warrior.

At this time, the caravan guards were busy collecting the alpacas that were running wildly and fleeing. Without the threat of the superior predators of the leopards, they quickly regained their composure. The goods carried in tough linen woven bags did not collapse in the process of turbulence, and only part of the grain was lost, and the most valuable commodities were in the hands.

The chief didn't pay attention to such a slight loss, but began to rejoice that the super samurai who shot this time still had a conscience and did not take away the most valuable phantom beast skin, otherwise this transaction would really lose money.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go! We can't stop, get to Blackstone City as soon as possible, and finish the delivery of the goods. I won't be coming to this restless trade route for the next month. ”

The caravan guards had no problem with this, and the ability to escape alive under the fantastic Battle Panther Warrior must be the protection of the gods, and when they returned, they should prepare a generous gift and go to the temple to pray for offerings.

After the reorganization of the caravan, the chaotic atmosphere is very unpleasant, but the heart of the main person is no longer here, the guards are all in a state of confusion, and no one comes out to rectify it, as for the caravan members leading the alpaca, there is not much weight in speaking, and they are helplessly wrapped in it, allowing the chaotic atmosphere to continue to spread.

Anyway, it won't be long before the caravan arrives in Blackstone City, at least on the surface, whether it is the royal family or the nobility, they will treat the caravan well, otherwise once the bad reputation is spread, no merchant will dare to trade.

In a world with gods, bad things are often hidden, just as paper can't contain fire. And the bad reputation spreads quickly, like a plague that will destroy everything in a short time.

A city-state that dares to attack a caravan will lose most of its trade channels, and even if it has the support of its mother state, the lack of import of certain goods will also create a certain crisis.

The exception is the city-states that are completely self-sufficient, but such city-states are only found in the Mayan kingdom in the middle of the continent, after all, they occupy the largest plains, and the surrounding area has mines, rivers, lakes, coasts, and thriving villages and towns, many of which are like stars in the sky.

The city-states scattered in the southern rainforest have not yet reached an alliance and formed into a unified kingdom in a broad sense, which cannot be compared with the Maya at all, let alone the cruel and bloodthirsty Aztecs, who are brutal and bloodthirsty, and who are violently beaten by the Maya, are not a heavyweight political entity at all.

At the same time, the team that forcibly collected tolls from the caravan was counting the results of the operation. The stone attack of dozens of men frightened the caravan guards away, taking away the three alpacas and the goods on their saddles.

On the other hand, the leopard warrior Klut only showed off his skills when he appeared, and let the war leopard play casually, and drove away three pack beasts, fifteen fat and strong alpacas, and the same amount of goods from the heavily guarded caravan.

I am not afraid of comparison, but I am afraid of not comparing. After the battle trophies were counted, everyone in this "jungler" team was convinced by the leopard warrior Klut, even Nikon and the other three, who had obtained the dark power, had to bow their heads in the face of reality.

After all, the members of the team were unscathed and could still return with a full load, and Klut's prestige had climbed to new heights, even higher than that of the Lord of the Ash Lake, the First Priest Temothy.

It didn't take long for the jungler team to return to the God-given Paradise, and many people put down their work and gathered around the warriors who had returned triumphantly, looking at the alpacas with innocent expressions on their faces, and some smart people began to fight the idea of these pack beasts.

Seeing the crowd surging, the leopard warrior Klut simply untied a sack, revealing the golden corn inside, the seeds full of grains, and the predictable harvest of the coming year, which made everyone cheer.

At this time, the territory of Ember Lake began to take shape as a city-state, and the jungler team came to the altar along the straight road in the city, and the first priest Temothy stood in front of the altar, smiling lightly on his forehead.

"One percent of the proceeds of today's war will be given as a reward for the warriors' hard work, and the rest will be put into the holy treasury, and I will arrange for the people to select the good seeds and plant them in suitable fields. ”

The words of the first priest Temothy represent the gods, and no one dares to speak against them. As for the jungler team that was born and died, since the vast majority of the battle profits were obtained by the "Second Priest Klut" by his ability, who would dare to say no? Even Nikon and the other three, who had dark power, closed their mouths and bowed their heads deeply, showing extraordinary deference, what else could they do?

Later, dozens of sacks were sent into the specially opened cave in Jianjiao Mountain, and the ground was covered with thick hay, as well as simply treated logs, and the wooden frame was built, which had already been prepared to prevent moisture and moisture.

Seeing this scene, the leopard warrior Klut nodded with satisfaction: "The food reserve crisis caused by the sudden increase in the number of leaders has subsided for the time being. Most of the people I led out today were lucky enough to see blood and turned into qualified warriors. The necessary force to protect the territory is almost ready to take shape. ”

The First Priest Temothy glanced sideways at him and smiled, "At Vespers, I'll try the Inspiration of Faith again." If no one converts...... Those who should not be in God's promised land should be consumed as soon as possible. Otherwise, the gods will be angry. ”

The leopard warrior Klut was stunned for a moment, then understood his identity, and quickly nodded: "Understood! It will surely please God!"

The first priest Temothy instructed unhurriedly: "God, you don't like blood sacrifices. The establishment of the Promised Land did not happen overnight, and in the process of continuous improvement, there were often deaths, chaos, wars, and sacrifices. Only by deeply participating in it can we truly become a part of the Promised Land, where flesh and soul are integrated and can we be closer to God. ”

Therefore, do not be taboo to shed blood and wounds, for pain will strengthen the godly to move on and walk in the ways of God. ”