The Evil Centaur Tribe was located in the middle of the mountains. The mountain paths crisscrossed like a maze.
It could be said that anyone who was not part of the tribe would get lost after entering.
Lan Ling controlled the griffin to land slowly.
As soon as he landed, dozens of black figures rushed out like lightning and surrounded him.
Half of them aimed their bows at him, while the other half aimed their javelins at him.
Lan Ling finally saw the Centaurs for the first time.
No wonder they were known as the overlords of land cavalry. They were more than three meters tall and six to seven meters long.
Their muscles were like they were made of steel. Their arms were almost as thick as Lan Ling's thighs, and their legs were extremely thick and powerful.
Lan Ling estimated that each Centaur weighed more than five thousand kilograms.
Moreover, every Centaur Soldier here was equipped with armor. They were so strong that they were all wearing armor, while the Rakshasa soldiers did not.
How heavy was an ordinary family car? For example, an ordinary B-class car was only 3,000 pounds. The weight of each Centaur was more than the weight of three cars.
Not only that, their hooves were like they were made of steel. With one stomp, it was guaranteed that he would be crushed into meat paste.
Also, the Centaurs' faces were very different from humans.
For example, their noses were very big, their eyes were very deep, their lips were very thin, and their ears were as sharp as a horse's. And their hair was more like a horse's mane.
"Lowly human, you have trespassed the Evil Khan's territory. We will execute you." The leading Centaur warrior said and then pulled out his super large sword.
Lan Ling said: "Warriors of the Centaur Tribe, I have no ill intentions. On the contrary, I was guided here by a dream. Please take me to your Evil Khan."
The leader of the Centaur warrior said: "Our great Khan is not someone a lowly human like you can meet. The only thing you can have is death!"
Then, the leader of the Centaur warrior slashed down with his sword.
Lan Ling released his powerful mental power!
Mental Concentration!
In an instant, the Centaur Warrior's body was frozen in place. He raised his sword high, but he couldn't bring it down.
"This is an evil wizard! Burn him to death!" The Centaur Warriors were furious.
Lan Ling injected his voice with psychic power and said, "Quiet down, I'm here for your Khan's son. I heard that he's gone missing! Take me to your Khan. I know the whereabouts of the Khan's son! "
The voice that was infused with spiritual force was filled with deterrence. Immediately, all the Centaur Warriors quietened down.
Everyone was shocked when they heard his words!
That's right, their Khan's son, Dark Li II, was missing. This was not only his favorite son, but also the heir of the entire tribe.
The disappearance of his son was a huge blow to the Khan of Xie Li.
(In the Savage World, as long as the position was not usurped, the name of the chieftain would always be the same. For example, the chief of the Chimera tribe was called Constantine, and his son was called Constantine II. After Constantine's death, the second would inherit the chieftain's position and automatically become Constantine, while his son would become Constantine II. So anyone who heard of the second would know that he was the heir of the tribe. Of course, not every tribe would be named like that.)
It could be said that without a son, without an heir, the Khan of Xie Li had lost everything. In fact, he could not even keep his name.
Because the next Khan's name would automatically become Xie Li.
In order to find his missing son, the Khan of Xie Li had sent out countless Centaur Warriors, but to no avail. Even after spending an astronomical amount of money to buy information from Rakshasa City, there was still no news of his son's whereabouts.
At this time, hearing Lan Ling say that he knew the whereabouts of the young Khan, the surrounding Centaur Warriors' gazes became doubtful.
Because the Khan of Xie Li had issued an astronomical reward. As long as someone could tell him the whereabouts of his son, Xie Li II, once confirmed, the reward would be 200,000 gold coins!
Lan Ling released the shackles on the leader of the Centaur Warriors.
"Lowly human, I must tell you, there have been dozens of people who have come to claim the Khagan's bounty, but in the end, not only did they not receive the reward, they even had their heads hung on trees" the centaur leader said: "No lie can deceive the sharp eyes of the great Khagan"
It seemed that many people wanted money more than their lives, and came to cheat the reward.
Lan Ling smiled. "If I'm a liar, then let my head be hung on a tree too."
The Centaur Warrior looked at Lan Ling for a while, then covered Lan Ling's eyes with a black cloth, and whistled.
A three-meter-tall steed rushed out. This was a Centaur that had failed to transform.
A female Centaur could give birth to four to five children in her lifetime, but half of them would be Centaurs, while the other half would be ordinary steeds.
So, countless Centaurs prayed to the Moon Devil, hoping that they would still be Centaurs in their next life, and not a horse.
But even so, the warhorses of the Centaur tribe were much taller and more majestic.
The Centaur Warrior threw Lan Ling's body onto the back of the horse, and then the team followed the maze-like path, entering the depths of the Evil Li tribe.
The route of the Centaur tribe was top secret to outsiders. So, they used the black cloth to cover Lan Ling's eyes. But without a doubt, this was completely useless, because Lan Ling did not need his eyes at all. He could use his mental power to sense everything.
After running for a full hour, they had run for more than three hundred miles in the maze-like path.
That's right, on this narrow mountain path, the Centaurs did not deliberately charge, but they still reached a shocking speed of seventy to eighty kilometers per hour.
This strength, this speed, this height, this weight.
No wonder the Centaurs could become the trump card of the land. When five thousand Centaurs charged, even fifty thousand infantrymen could not stop them.
"We're here!"
The team stopped, and someone took off Lan Ling's blindfold.
…
This was the core area of the Centaur tribe.
In Lan Ling's imagination, the Centaur tribe should be filled with tents and grasslands.
But in reality, there were caves, stone towers, and pyramids everywhere.
Of course, there were statues of the Moon Devil everywhere, and every statue was filled with gold coins and silk satin.
The Centaurs desperately plundered, and they did not want the gold coins and silk satin. They gave it all to the Moon Devil they worshiped, praying that they would still be Centaurs in their next life.
"Hahahaha …"
"Clatter, clatter, clatter …"
In the core area of the Centaur tribe, the Centaurs' sharp and heroic laughter could be heard everywhere. There were also sounds of sparring, and even duels.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
In the air, arrows flew everywhere!
The Centaur tribe had the most marksmen, and they could shoot anywhere.
There was a special smell in the air, and there was a strong smell of blood.
Because sparring here would actually result in casualties. There was no reason for sparring, no reason for duels.
The Centaurs were a very aggressive race.
"Clatter, clatter, clatter …" Suddenly, there was a rush of hooves, and then two Centaurs began to collide.
The two Centaurs became faster and faster, faster and faster.
Lan Ling estimated that when they reached their peak speed, they would have already exceeded 150 km/h.
"Bang …" A loud sound rang out, and the two Centaurs fiercely collided.
Two huge bodies flew out, blood splattering everywhere. The two Centaurs' heads were broken, and their skulls were split open, and they died.
The Centaurs were crazy like this, and they loved to fight like this!
When they saw Lan Ling appear, these Centaurs began to roar loudly, as if they wanted to scare him out of his wits.
There were even some Centaurs who directly shot arrows at Lan Ling. Every arrow brushed past his ear and neck.
Lan Ling turned a deaf ear, and only quietly walked forward.
Arriving in front of a huge pyramid, the Centaur Warrior leader said, "Great Khan, there is a lowly Centaur who said he knows the whereabouts of your son."
Immediately, a roar came from inside the pyramid, and Lan Ling felt the ground tremble.
"Another swindler who wants money more than his life?"
This was the voice of the Centaur Tribe's Xieli Khan. Through the stone door, it was like a thunderclap, deafening people's ears.
The Xieli Khan's mood was terrible, and he wanted to immediately order for Lan Ling's corpse to be torn into pieces.
However, he could not let go of any opportunity. If he could not find his son, he would be finished, and he would lose everything.
"Let him in!" The Xieli Khan said, "If he is a swindler, I will tear him to pieces while he is still alive."
"Rumble …" The huge stone door opened.
Inside the huge pyramid hall, the first thing Lan Ling saw were many slaves, most of them should be the indigenous barbarians. Most of them walked upright, probably captured by the Centaur army as slaves.
Then, at the end of the hall, there were more than a dozen steps.
At the end of the steps stood an incomparably huge Centaur Warrior!
He was the Xieli Khan!
He wore golden armor, and the mane on his head was also golden.
He was more than five meters tall, and eleven or twelve meters wide.
He was wearing a dignified armor and a simple yet majestic crown. On his waist hung a huge sword that was more than three meters long and weighed several thousand pounds.
Such a huge monster, just looking at it would make people tremble in fear.
He was more than five meters tall, and standing on more than a dozen steps, he looked even more majestic.
The Xieli Khan had a square face full of sharp edges, and then from the cheekbones to the chin, it was as narrow as a knife. This made him look majestic, but also very cold.
"Lowly human, tell me where my son is!" The Xieli Khan said, "No lie can escape my eyes. If I find out you are lying, I will chop you into meat paste and feed you to my pet. You can speak now."
Lan Ling said, "Your Majesty, before I tell you where your son is, I want to talk about the price first."
"Two hundred thousand gold coins, three hundred thousand gold coins, as long as you really know where my son is, you can take as much money as you want." The Xieli Khan said.
"No, I don't want money!" Lan Ling said, "I want to borrow troops, borrow five thousand Centaur Cavalry!"
…
Time Rewind, two years ago!
After Zhi Li, Lan Tu, and the Rock Demon took the Devil's Tear, they completed the final transformation.
They lost their bodies and became a mass of light, a mass of countless malicious spirits.
They became incomparably powerful, constantly absorbing the powerful ancient dark energy from the depths of hell.
The Headless Horseman said, "Faceless, we are going to rescue Aslo, prepare the Devil's Tear."
Faceless One said, "He has already wasted one of my Devil's Tears. After getting it, he didn't take it immediately and died in the Yellow Springs. This Devil's Tear also fell into the hands of the Dragon Temple."
The Headless Horseman said, "This may be the will of Heaven. The Fourth betrayed His Majesty the Demon Emperor and died under the Ancient Desert City. Therefore, his share of the Devil's Tear was increased. "
Zhi Li was stunned. "Hell Knights can also betray?"
The Headless Horseman said, "This is an unsolved mystery. The Hell Knights are the most loyal organization in the world. Because our lives, our souls, and our will are completely from His Majesty the Demon Emperor. He doesn't need to do anything. With just a thought, he can control our life and death, our will! Therefore, the Hell Knights can never betray. I don't know what happened to the Fourth. "
Then, the Headless Horseman said, "Okay, we are going to the Yanjing Temple to rescue Brother Aslo. Let's raise our hands to decide whether to make a plan or to rush in and snatch Brother Aslo's soul fragment! "
"Rush in!"
"Rush in!"
"Rush in!"
The Headless Horseman was speechless. "Okay, then let's rush into the Devil's Laboratory of the Yanjing Temple!"
The four Hell Knights mounted their skeleton warhorses, stepped on the waves, and rushed toward the Yanjing Temple under the cover of night.
…
Once upon a time, Aslo's soul fragment was a top secret of the Dragon Temple!
This was because the hope of capturing the Armageddon Demon Emperor rested on these souls.
However, Fu Lingxi performed a miraculous feat and found the Armageddon Demon Emperor.
As a result, the value of Aslo's soul fragment plummeted, and it was transferred from the core pyramid of the Yanjing Temple to the Devil's Laboratory!
Although this was only a Level Two Devil's Laboratory, it was still of utmost importance.
The entire Devil's Laboratory was built hundreds of meters underground, and there were a total of five hundred Dragon Temple warriors guarding it!
There were many mechanisms inside, and energy traps were everywhere. It could be said that the possibility of breaking in from the outside was zero!
However …
That night, the five hundred Dragon Temple warriors in the Yanjing Temple Devil's Laboratory were slaughtered.
All the important items and treasures inside were looted.
The four Hell Knights went on a killing spree!
Just as they had said before, they would rush in and snatch Aslo's soul fragment, snatch all the treasures in the Devil's Laboratory, and destroy everything that they could not snatch.
Then, the four Hell Knights traveled thousands of miles to the desert in the southwest and began to resurrect the Hell Knight Aslo!
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