Chapter 217: Assassinating the King

The sun gradually rose, and sunlight spilled over the oasis, sketching a ghastly scene with the corpses strewn about and the slowly dying embers of the wooden hut ruins.

Hell Scream stood, looking at the dead little Tauren on the ground, silent for a long while, surrounded by the hundreds of Centaur and Tauren bodies.

A giant bird slowly descended from the sky, it was Niga Blackhorn bringing back Chen Stormstout at last.

Niga Blackhorn looked at everything around him with an angry expression.

"Damn it, Emperor Shenwu, I curse your ancestors, did you have to be so thoroughly ruthless? It's all over now, finished, our old village chief, why did you have to die? I barely managed to max out the village's Prestige, and now it's all gone." Niga Blackhorn sighed deeply as he looked at the body of the old Tauren.

But after all, he was a player and quickly adjusted his mentality, starting to search the bodies around him.