Chapter 392: Chapter 376, Temple of all Gods_2

“So why are you here?”

The troll glanced at the human, then continued, “The undead attacked us. Everyone died, so we fled here.”

“What about Bagath? Is he dead?” Xu Yang asked further.

“I don’t know, we fled separately. I don’t know what happened to him.” The troll replied with growing frailty.

“Oh!” Xu Yang uttered, then continued, “What’s the situation at the Bloodthroat Tribe? Is it possible to go there?”

“Heh! Heh heh, you want to go out? The outside has already been overrun by the undead. There’s nothing like a human city anymore. Everything has turned into undead, and you still want to go out.” The troll laughed at Xu Yang even in his weak state.

Xu Yang was just as naive as them before.

He still thought that the world outside bloody mountain range was better, not realizing it had already transformed into a land of purgatory.

It’s a pity they found out too late. The undead has already launched an attack on the mountain range.

Hearing the troll’s words, Xu Yang fell silent.

He vaguely understood the situation, but wouldn’t believe the troll’s words outright.

The numerous voices in the regional channel revealed the existence of humans, orcs, and dwarfs.

It’s unlikely they all were killed and overtaken by the undead.

Clearly, this troll was scared silly. Likely, it’s all in his head.

And there’s no need to mention the battle between troll armies of the Bloodthroat Tribe.

Both sides were fighting tooth and nail, oblivious to the dagger in their backs placed by the undead.

However, Xu Yang was intrigued.

What a coincidence that the undead launched another attack just as the alliance seized the city.

Are the undead keeping watch over the bloody mountain range?

Suddenly, Xu Yang thought he was onto something, but he was left slightly confused.

While sitting on a stone and pondering, a sound suddenly echoed from the depths of the stone forest.

Xu Yang’s countenance shifted. He instantly dashed to the side, hiding behind larger rocks again.

“Save me, you promised to save me…”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Once again, skeleton mantismen wielding giant swords appeared.

They squatted or stood around the corpse.

The mantis glanced at the pleading troll on the ground.

The giant sword swiped through the air.

Thump!

The troll’s head instantly separated from its body, rolling into the distance.

The skeleton mantis affirmed the death of several more bodies in the puddles of blood.

Ensuring none survived, they swiftly propelled into the distance.

Towards the Bloodthroat Tribe.

Xu Yang waited for over twenty minutes.

Not until he was sure nothing was amiss, did he dare to stray from behind the rock.

He looked at the severed head with wide-open eyes, staring back at him.

He could easily kick it away.

He ripped all the war loot from the bodies.

Carrying large and small bundles, he returned to the cave they were hiding in.

It seemed they would have to hide in the cave for a considerable amount of time.

…

North Town, Clan Leader’s Hall.

After Anjia’s search, boxes of goods were brought down.

Besides golden and silverware and Nightstones,

Anjia also held a skull adorned with golden teeth in her hands.

Judging by the skull’s morphology, it likely belonged to a human or orc.

“What is this?” Fang Hao asked.

Caressing the top of the skull, Anjia responded, “I feel it’s rather artistic. If we bring it to the auction at Lyss City, perhaps we can sell it to those gullible nobles.”

Ever since she attended the city lord’s auction in Lyss City,

Anjia learned that any odd object, so long as it’s associated with art, can fetch a good price.

Even though she isn’t exactly sure what qualifies as ‘art’,

she felt the skull had a strong artistic vibe.

Fang Hao examined the details on the skull.

[Skull Remnant].

It possessed no special attributes or features, and the only thing of value were its gold teeth.

“Useless, if we could sell skulls to the nobles, wouldn’t we have already made a fortune with all the skulls we have in our territory?” Fang Hao stated.

“What? You make it sound less artistic now.” Anjia, holding the skull, instantly lost interest. Glancing at the golden teeth, “then I’ll just keep it as a room decoration.”

Decorating a room with a skull?

Fang Hao couldn’t help but roll his eyes. She wasn’t afraid of anything indeed.

“Who uses a skull for decoration! Pull out those golden teeth and toss the skull out.” Fang Hao motioned for her to dispose of it right away.

Don’t we have enough gold and silver accessories for decor? Why on earth would we want a skull?

“You keep arm and head bones, how’s me wanting a skull different? Hmph!!” Anjia mumbled under her breath, but still broke off the golden teeth with a crunchy noise. She tossed the golden teeth into the loot box and casually threw out the skull from the front door.

Once Anjia tossed the skull, Fang Hao returned his attention to the shiny box on the floor.

Besides the boxes full of loot,

there was another flashy silver box in front of him, notably the [Platinum Box] that only transmigrators could open.

This was the third time Fang Hao obtained a platinum box.

The first time was when he occupied Skullcrusher Tribe at the Frostwind mountain range. The second time was when he took over the Blood Castle at Crescent Heights.

This was the third instance, at the Bloodthroat Tribe in the bloody mountain range.

From these experiences, Fang Hao had noticed a pattern.

These three places were not particularly fierce battlegrounds, but they were all stronghold cities in their respective regions.

As long as you overtook the stronghold of the leading tribe, you’d get a high reward and a map.

Just like killing a minor noble is never as profitable as killing a king.