Bug Master In Doomsday

Several old men of different races with horns and calm aura sat in a spacious hall. They had doubts on their faces and couldn't help but look at the patriarch sitting above them.

One of the elders with numb-faced faces was a little impatient and couldn't help but say: "Patriarch, if you have anything to do, just speak directly. The elders in the clan are all here. Who are you waiting for?! "

A middle-aged stranger with a serious face and quite awe-inspiring face sat on the wooden chair above, looking at the elder who was speaking, and slightly raised his hand, "Wait!"

The majestic voice made the speaking elder's lips move twice, but in the end he didn't say anything, and sat down directly on crutches.

"Flapping~Flapping!" A snow-white dove landed on the wooden window in the hall, and the serious-faced patriarch saw that the white dove's brows became tighter.

"Where did the wild pigeon come from? Hurry up!" The foreigner standing by the guard immediately yelled when seeing the white pigeon, and waved to drive away!

"Huh! Why is there a paper ball?!" The white pigeon saw people coming to drive away, threw the paper ball that was idle in his mouth on the ground, flapped his wings and turned and flew away.

The guard picked up the ball of paper in surprise and unfolded it slightly. When he saw the words on the paper, his eyes widened suddenly, and his arms trembled uncontrollably!

"This...this...!" The guard's face was full of incredible expression. He raised his head with difficulty, glanced at the sitting patriarch, and hurriedly walked towards him with heavy steps.

"Oh! The one who should be here is here!" The middle-aged patriarch watched the guard's astonishment, and couldn't help letting out a sigh of foul breath, faintly sighed.

He had expected this result a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come so soon!

"The patriarch...This is a note written by Brother Yan Ling, and the content on it...!"

The middle-aged patriarch took the note and waved at the guard, "Don't worry, I'm already prepared in my heart!"

He unfolded the note, and when he looked at the situation written by Yan Ling, his eyebrows were twisted into a lump.

Things are far more difficult than he thought, are the blood-stained enemies coming? !

When he finished reading, he squeezed the paper in his hand into a ball, and a hot red fire vacated his palm, instantly burning the paper into ashes and crumbs!

He got up from the chair, his sharp eyes scanned the elders with different expressions in the hall, and said with an unprecedented seriousness: "Everyone! The time has come for the life and death of our race!"

"Yan Ling was captured by a group of enemies of unknown origin, and his arm was severely injured.

He said in the letter that this group of enemies is powerful and has a special brainwashing technique. In order to avoid losing his sanity and doing things that endanger the race, he specially used white pigeons to pass the information back! "

"What?! How could this be?!"

"This is too unbelievable, Yan Ling is a Tier 5 warrior, how could he be captured so easily?!"

"I think this thing is also a bit weird. Could it be a prank by other races?!"

A group of elders sitting on the chairs and discussing with each other in amazement, the whole hall became extremely noisy!

"Enough!" The middle-aged patriarch slammed the table, his face gloomy as water.

"Now let me know, let all members of the clan come back quickly, and immediately build fortifications. The old, young, women and children are hiding in the basement of the conference building!"