Immediately afterward, Kishas suddenly burst out and rushed towards the female gollon who came to provoke him. As soon as the female gollon raised her arms, Kishas appeared in front of her, grabbed her neck, and slammed her to the side.
With a loud bang, the huge body of the female gollon suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground. After witnessing this scene, the rest of the hill giants became even more fanatical.
However, the female gollon also became furious after being knocked down. The violent fall seemed to have no effect on her at all. She immediately stood up again and pounced on Kishas again.
The 2 sides wrestled together again. It was completely a collision between muscles and a war of strength.
At this time, the rest of the hill giants stepped aside. Fang Linyan only saw its true face when the 2 in the fight approached the bonfire.
This mountain of flesh with a fat head, big ears, and an indescribably ugly face was the tyrant mentioned by Varden, "Stone Hammer Kishas".
Unlike other giants, Kishas had 2 heads in addition to being taller and stronger.
1 had long hair, no fangs at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were closed all the time. His facial features were a little blurry. He looked like he had not grown up yet, and his skin was exceptionally smooth and tender.
The other had a single eye and horn, a protruding bald head, and scars and tattoos on his face.
His whole body showed a strange dark blue color. Compared with the gray-white ordinary giants, the difference in physical characteristics was obvious.
After fighting with the female gollon for a while, Kishas was gradually suppressed in strength.
But at this moment, the eyes of his long-haired head suddenly opened, and he muttered a spell in his mouth. Immediately afterward, a yellow light fell from the sky and landed on the female gollon's body.
After the spell was cast, the eyes of this head closed again.
The female Gollon immediately roared in panic. She clearly felt that she had become weak. Originally, Kishas's strength was slightly inferior to hers, but now, he had formed an absolute suppression.
This was the strength of Kishas. His second head was newly born not long ago. It was dedicated to casting spells, so he directly released a weakening spell to deal with the opponent.
After being repeatedly thrown to the ground by Kishas, the female gollon finally accepted her fate. She let out a wail, pounded the ground with both fists to stop him, and finally broke a protruding fang on her lower lip and threw it to Kishas to show her submission.
Seeing Kishas successfully defeated a female gollon, the rest of the male hill giants roared excitedly again, so the whole party entered another intense climax.
The goat watching in the distance couldn't help but say,
"This way of choosing a mate is really eye-opening!"
A slow-moving cyclops walked to the giant war drum at the side. He then picked up a huge white bone and hit the drum hard.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong" Shocking sounds immediately reverberated throughout the entire camp.
The sound was extremely penetrating. Even Fang Linyan and others, who were lying in the distance and observing with binoculars, felt that the internal organs in their chests were resonating.
The physical fitness of the rescue team members next to him was obviously not as good as him. Mi Er's ear had been injured before, so he groaned in pain, then covered his right ear. There was already blood flowing out between his fingers.
Fortunately, the knocking sound did not last long.
Immediately afterward, the hill giants caught several centaurs from the wooden shed next to them and casually held them in their hands.
The wooden huts used to imprison prisoners looked square and stylish. They were set up on a mountain that was dozens of meters high. The path to the huts was also very steep. If the prisoners inside were to hastily escape, they would easily break their necks due to the heavy shackles.
The hill giants who caught the centaurs came to the campfire in the center of the camp, then they closed their eyes and chanted silently with a solemn expression. The surroundings suddenly became quiet. It should be similar to communicating with a dead ancestor or something.
The centaurs were dragged in the hands of the giants in horror. No matter how shrill they screamed, they could not escape the terrible fate that was about to befall them.
After chanting, the hill giants who were performing the sacrifice expressionlessly raised the trembling centaurs above their heads and twisted them like a rag. The screams stopped abruptly, and scarlet blood poured on their heads, dyeing the horns on the giants' heads bright red. It looked particularly cruel.
However, in such a primitive community, there would never be any behavior of wasting food. After the horns were dyed red, the blood was directly dripped into the big pot in front of them, then the corpses were thrown away casually. Naturally, someone would barbecue them.
Next, a Two-Headed Hill Giant walked to the side of the stone cauldron, opened its hands, and sprinkled a few … butterflies? Then he began to stir.
"What is that?" The goat couldn't help but ask. "The powder on the wings of some butterflies is poisonous. Aren't they afraid of being poisoned to death?"
Big Q was next to the goat. He immediately said,
"Oh, that's not poison. That's heather grass that is very effective for the growth and development of female gollons."
"Huh?" The goat said in surprise, "Isn't heather grass grass grass? It's actually like this. "
Big Q shrugged and said,
"There are too many foods that don't live up to the name. Brother, I once ate an oriental food called lamb scorpion."
"After hearing the name, I was scared. I even wanted to stand up and turn around to leave. I have no interest in insects at all, but in fact, the taste of the dish was quite good. There were no scorpions in it, but the spine of the lamb was stewed in a special soup."
At this time, Vulture began to speak in the team channel,
"In this temporary camp, there are 4 double-headed hill giants and 5 cyclops. All of them are at least elite-level creatures, and there are even 3 powerful chief-level creatures."
Fang Linyan took a breath of cold air,
"3?"
Vulture said,
"Yes, the smallest female gollon with a broken arm is a chief-level creature."
Fang Linyan said in surprise,
"Ha! I thought that was a pushover. What about the other 2? "
Vulture said,
"They are all double-headed giants. They are very easy to recognize. One has a skull ornament on its shoulder, and the other is carrying a wooden shield with red patterns on its back."
After listening, Fang Linyan looked carefully for a while, then nodded.
Goat said,
"What about our target? What level is it? "
Vulture said,
"Stone Hammer Kishas? It should be the new generation of hill ogres, elite level, but the magic casting brain is not mature yet. It is equivalent to the infancy stage of humans, so it has been sleeping with its eyes closed. There are only a few spells it can cast. "
***
Just as they were chatting, the food in the giant stone pot on the campfire had been cooked. Someone began to bring many utensils and began to serve it.
These utensils containing the soup were made of stone. They were uneven in size and shape. Maybe because they had not been polished, the utensils showed a rough primitive feeling.
The soup was very viscous, and the soup was green in color. There were many minced meat and half-exposed skulls floating on the viscous slurry. It was really disgusting to just look at it.
But the soup was not for them to drink, but most of it was served to the female gollons and some female creatures that were brought to be imprisoned. The briar grass added in it should have a great tonic effect.
Following that, another dozen or so Centaurs were slaughtered and roasted together with the Centaur corpses from before. Some of the hungry Hill Giants even tore off a Centaur's leg and started feasting on it while dripping with blood.
In the end, even the chewed bones and skin were thrown into the fire as firewood.
During the process of the ceremony, a chief-level hill giant called Kishas over, touched the horn on his head, then handed him a stone necklace. Kishas looked a little excited.
After this ceremony was completed, most of the hill giants and the remaining 4 female gollons stood up and left, including the 3 chief-level creatures.
Seeing their departure, the people who came to investigate were a little confused. They didn't know whether they left temporarily or not.
At this time, Mi Er provided a key information,
"Hey, Spanner, I don't think these guys will come back."
Fang Linyan's eyes lit up,
"Oh? What do you mean? "
Mi Er said,
"I checked the information before coming here. The area of the Red Cloud Platform is almost 200 square kilometers, and there are more than 100 hill giants living in Orgrimmar."
"There are only about a dozen left in Orgrimmar, and the remaining at least 90 came to the Red Cloud Platform. In this temporary camp, there were only 37 hill giants before. Where did the rest go? There must be other camps in other locations of the Red Cloud Platform. "
Big Q said doubtfully,
"What's their purpose? What is their purpose? Do they tour like this? "
The goat's thinking had always been relatively strange. After thinking about it, he immediately said,
"Why do I feel like they are pimping?"
Fang Linyan said,
"What do you mean?"
Goat said,
"The four female gelons are the ideal mates of the Hill Giants. I'm guessing that the leader of the Hill Giants wants the four female gelons to be conquered by the warriors of his tribe, so that they can stay and reproduce for the Hill Giants."
"Look at Kishas. Didn't he succeed in keeping a female Gollon? That's why he was appreciated by the boss. "
Fang Linyan thought for a while and felt that what the goat said really made some sense, but Big Q said,
"If the female gollons are so good, why didn't the leader of the hill giants occupy them?"
Young Carl said,
"I know this. The fertility of the hill giants is very strong. They can mate more than 80 times a day. However, you know, if things are used too quickly and too frequently, the probability of them breaking will increase greatly. "
"These leaders and elites are very powerful. After sexual maturity, they basically won't lack breeding partners. So, I guess it's not that they don't like the female gollons, but they don't have the ability …"
Fang Linyan thought about their words, and he felt that it really made sense!
As far as the character of the hill giants observed so far, they were usually quite cruel and fierce. If those powerful elites or leaders still had the ability, how could they give such good resources to Kishas?
The next step was a long wait. At this time, whether it was Fang Linyan or Mi Er, they all agreed that something big would happen, and it was the centaurs who would take the initiative to cause trouble. After all, seeing them lurking sneakily in that place, they knew that it was definitely not a good thing.
After waiting for almost 4 or 5 hours, suddenly, the person monitoring the centaurs hurriedly reported,
"There is movement!"
Fang Linyan and his group were originally hiding at a high place, so they immediately looked at the canyon where the centaurs were secretly hiding. They immediately saw a team appearing from the canyon. They were moving quickly toward this side like a fire dragon.
After a while, it could be seen that the first to charge in front was a group of tall and strong centaurs holding giant axes. Their waists were full of various skulls, which should be a way to show their strength.
Vulture's investigation showed that these guys were all elites, known as the Tyrant Centaurs, with amazing strength!
Not only that, the centaurs in the rear also moved neatly, dragging a lot of ballistas. Even their domesticated wolves were running on both sides of the team.
When the centaur vanguard came to the periphery of the hill giants' temporary camp, the hill giants also felt that something was wrong, so they blew the horn in advance. Immediately, many fat hill giants poured out from inside one after another.
However, these guys seemed to be rational. They did not charge rashly. They just stood at the entrance of the camp, then raised the weapons in their hands and shouted loudly, beating their chests, and mocking the centaurs.
However, those Tyrant Centaurs did not rush forward. They just stood there quietly and confronted the centaurs.
Soon, the large army of centaurs arrived. At this time, it could be seen that the Kyrgyz tribe was indeed very powerful under the leadership of Brand Haden. Almost a thousand centaur warriors formed a quite neat formation.
The centaur warriors in charge of charging and killing were at the forefront, while the archers and spearmen were at the back, waiting for the enemy to attack.
Many centaur shamans and oracles with magic abilities were scattered in the rear, standing on the ballistas as they observed and commanded the enemy.
In the face of the taunts and taunts from the hill giants, the centaurs displayed an unprecedented fighting spirit. Their hooves kicked up dust and mud from the ground, as if they were arrows that were about to be released.
Many centaur vanguard warriors even stood up with their forelegs off the ground, roaring provocatively at the enemy in front of them. At the same time, they also knocked on their shields to show their strength.
But it could be seen that Chieftain Brand Haden had a very strong restraining power over his tribesmen. Under such circumstances, he could still suppress his warriors from acting rashly.
In the end, a male hill giant couldn't bear it and rushed out. Then, he was drowned in the sea of centaurs.
Soon, his head was chopped off, then a strong centaur held his head on the tip of a spear and walked in front of the battlefield provocatively.
Seeing this scene, the rest of the hill giants were furious and were about to rush forward, but at this time, Kishas and the female goron appeared.
Kishas succeeded in suppressing his fellow clansmen, and after making some arrangements, he finally let the matter rest.
Following Kishas' roar, the hill giants led a large number of enslaved thylacines and rushed forward like a tide. Their footsteps made the ground tremble slightly.
These tyrannical giant monsters were already excited by the blood and slaughter that was about to come. They were so excited that they were like heavy tanks at full power, crushing the centaurs in front of them in their formation.
"Wuuuuu …"
In the face of the hill giants' charge, the centaurs' formation also issued a bugle call one after another, and they began to fight in an orderly manner.
The first to attack were the ballistae. These primitive and simple war machines played an amazing role. They shot out a dense net of vines, effectively delaying the hill giants' charge.
But the tough net of vines was completely useless in front of an elite cyclops that rushed out. With a casual tear, it was directly torn apart.
This guy's monstrous strength was even more shocking. In front of it, almost no one was its match. Wherever it went, even an elite like the Centaur Tyrant would be easily sent flying.
But at this time, the centaurs in the center pulled out a strange vehicle.
This vehicle had the shape of an eagle. In front of it was a wooden eagle's head. The eagle's head was vividly carved by the centaur craftsmen. Even the eyes were dyed a unique dark purple. Although the vehicle was still driven by wooden wheels, there was a pair of majestic wings on both sides.
The weapon on this Eagle Ballista was a spiraling dart that looked like it was filled with destructive power!
Seven to eight Centaurs had to work together to pull the bowstring of each dart cart. Three Centaurs adjusted the angle of the arrows, and a few Centaurs yelled out their slogans as they coordinated with each other. The dart cart's wings began to slide to the side.
Soon, the wings were stretched to the limit. Then, a centaur priest stood at the back and raised the scepter in his hand!
He waved it lightly!
Suddenly, the runes on the side of the spiral dart shone. The enchantment mechanism was directly activated. The thick arrow string bounced back in an instant, producing a crisp sound.
At this time, one could see that the huge dart directly shot forward with the arrow string.
Not only that, but it also began to spin at high speed as it flew out!
This spiral dart was composed of three huge and sharp blades. Each blade was in the shape of a beautiful half-moon and was enchanted with powerful magic.
After it spun, it was like an exquisite cutting machine, drawing ripples of death in the air as it flew towards the elite cyclops.
The spiral dart's speed was not particularly fast, but for the elite cyclops charging at the front, it was already in the category of being unable to dodge.
Of course, it could also be said that this guy's brain was full of muscles and had no intention of dodging at all. This guy only had one way to deal with it, and that was to raise the stone stick in his hand and smash it back!
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