Far South Colony was still a barren land fifteen years ago, shrouded in fog all day long. The nearby sea was called the Storm Sea, almost a Jedi, and no ship could only travel safely from it. However, suddenly one day, the thick fog dissipated, and the Storm Sea calmed down its anger. The Far South Continent revealed its true appearance to the world since then.

Just like the former master of Anthony Port, Viscount Anthony, on the old road, a large number of nobles who were frightened by Chaos and the Roman Empire went out to sea to seek a peaceful land, and the far south colonies ushered in their golden age. As Viscount Anthony became Count Anthony, his pioneering knights also tried to achieve their great achievements around Anthony Port.

The castle at the feet of the Demon Hunter is the product left by the knights holding their own flags and leading the colonists who are willing to follow them into the Black Forest era. On the road, the Ranger once told the Demon Hunter that although there are many farms and camps of pioneers in the Black Forest, the barren land in the coastal areas always makes these people barely starved to death, and there is no room for expansion.

These gathering sites rely on hunting prey in the forest or harvesting some fish from the river to make a living, and can never be so small that more than a decade passed, and the officials of Anthony Harbor were too lazy to make a map that could mark them.

But the castle in front of me is unexpectedly large in scale, with a towering main building with an exotic style, and a four or five-meter-high wall around it. If the greens didn't make the mess here mess, they would probably be majestic. Inside the wall, it can be seen that the ground has been specially compacted, and even if it has not been maintained for many years, it is still different from outside the city if it is stepped on.

The knight who died of illness back then was obviously an aspiring guy. He built a corner tower in the corner of the city wall. Although it had collapsed due to unmaintained, the stone was obviously transported from other places and had been polished.

The long sword flashed, and the two green skins who had been struggling together were beheaded. The fun-watching guys around were also smashed into parts by the female warriors. Li Yanlong reached out and pushed open a gate to the castle. The stench that came from his nose made the silent nun who had been paralyzed for a long time frowned and took a step back.

"Head, are we still going in?" Li Yanlong closed the door again with a bang. The smell inside reminded him of the skunk bombs thrown by the instructor into the dormitory during military training.

"Artyah, your witches Federation will bear the cost of building my territory, right?" The witch hunter looked at the witch who covered her nose with her collar: "Do you have any way to completely clean up the smell here?"

Even the political commissar is unwilling to just walk in like this. It has nothing to do with will. This is a test of physiological limits. Moreover, the witch's abilities are strange, so maybe there is any good way?

Arteya waved his hand, and the two crows of flames brought a few green skins that were coming over to Waaagh and exploded back to the crowd. The green skins touched their heads and turned around and mingled with their companions around them: "No problem, we have the powerful deodorant we bought from the merchant of Kisliff. The people there have been fighting with Green skin for so many years, and there is a complete solution for the territory occupied by Green skin!"

Well, may the gods in heaven bless Mrs. Kislie to survive in the Greenskin's offensive for a few years. The Demon Hunter thought piously that at least fighting with the Chaos Demon can guarantee his dignity as a warrior. After just having contact with the Greenskin's tribe, he saw clearly that his future battle scenes with these funny people must have nothing to do with solemnity.

The problem now is to clear the green skins that are scattered everywhere and are so cheerful that the demon hunter clasped his weapons, looked at his soldiers, and shouted: "Hurry up and do it, comrades! Before we spit it out, cut all the moving green things here to death!"

Then, in the decisive eyes of everyone, Li Yanlong and the samurai opened the door again: "Waaagh!!!"

Almost half an hour later, the castle, which was originally occupied by the Green Face Tribe, the most powerful green-skinned tribe in the north of the Black Forest, returned to the hands of humans. With the efforts of Xu Yichen and others, almost 300 green-skinned skins stayed here forever, and the remaining green-skinned skins finally realized that they were no match for these little shrimps and stumbled into the Black Forest.

Of course, the green skins are not afraid of death, but no one wants to be killed so confusedly. They just feel that they have not chosen a boss yet, and fighting with these little shrimps is boring now. Besides, they have not retreated, just to accumulate strength to wait for the opportunity to win.

Of course, these green skins won't last long. Neither their personalities nor the demon hunter themselves will let the other party wander in front of them.

However, at present, Xu Yichen and his teammates have some headaches. The castle in front of him, no matter how glorious it had been, has been abandoned for many years, especially after the Green Skin Tribe occupied it, it turned it into a garbage dump. The scene that was presented to everyone at this time was like a storm passing through, with almost no intact building.

"Will your union give up on investment here, right?" Xu Yichen asked with a thick face.

The witch Arteya showed a real tyrannical atmosphere at this time. A kind of momentum that I had in my hands was rising behind me: "Don't worry, although we can't provide human resources directly, we are willing to pay all the labor rewards. Those refugees in the downtown area will clean up here!"

"Then don't waste time here. Let's find a place to camp at the upper vent and wait for them to come." The samurai rarely showed her feminine side: "If I stay here, I will not be able to hold on!"

Li Yanlong and Ranger also nodded. After this battle, both of them were considering their future fighting style. Li Yanlong's magic sword was basically scrapped. In the battle with the Iron Boy, this weapon almost turned into a saw through countless contacts with metal.

A ranger Ji Wanbing planned to change into the dwarf's full set of armor-breaking three-edged arrows. Since he was leaning against the financial owner, he could not be wronged and hung it all on the Demon Hunter's account! Mancini followed everyone silently, with the expression of being a professional mercenary, and every time he cleverly stood outside the sight of the Demon Hunter.
Chapter completed!