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Chapter 146: Captive

Quebak looked at the enemy in front of him, and the blood red in his eyes gradually faded. No matter how powerful he was, he understood his current situation. The corpses of rats everywhere had already explained it all.

Quebak didn't want to die here. As long as he could return to the Waste Stone Clan, he would soon be able to pull out a powerful army. Although he might not be able to defeat here, there would be no problem to continue to be his patriarch.

"Damn Prophet of the Council, he must have known the situation here to make him come to attack." Quebak really misunderstood the prophet. He actually just wanted Quebak to leave the Waste Stone Clan and ensure that his cleaning plan was successful.

As for this human city, he didn't see it. The city he thought might be just a small camp in his heart. After all, humans in the underground world have always been small-scale, and most of them exist in the form of adventure teams. City? Impossible.

As Quebak gave up resistance, the leading elite sentry, the one who dared to fight with the rat human leader Quebak with a short dagger, took off his sentry helmet and revealed his face.

It is the leader of the fortress here, Deqi, who is not only an excellent commander, but also a warrior who has never been afraid of any battle.

He looked at the surrendered rat man curiously. He always thought that this rat man would fight like many warriors until the last moment, but the reality was different from what he imagined. This rat man who seemed to be cruel and inhuman became calm and completely lost the ferocity he had in the battle just now.

Quebak threw his long sword five or six meters away and slowly untied his armor. He hoped to exchange for his life. He knew that humans had always had such a tradition of capturing, just like those gray dwarves, who had always laughed at this tradition.

In their opinion, prisoners were only used as food, but they did not expect that he would one day thank such prisoner tradition.

Deqi pinched his beard and looked at the surrendered rat man and thought to himself: He should be the commander this time. Should he deal with him directly or take him back as a prisoner? After all, it is rare to defend against prisoners of war, and Deqi was a little unsure of attention for a while.

Suddenly a voice came from my ear: "I have something to know about bringing him to me."

Dezy heard Colin's voice coming from the communication equipment, and immediately nodded, knowing what he should do.

After Colin's battle had basically decided the outcome, he came to the battlefield. He was originally curious about these rat races and was preparing to investigate and understand, but they took out weapons that they did not expect.

This flamethrower surprised Colin. After all, these rats didn't seem to be a race that was good at researching this weapon, but they actually took out this weapon that was not very consistent with their style, and put it on the battlefield, and achieved remarkable results.

Colin held the remains of the flamethrower in his hand and quickly figured out the principle. It was obviously different from the technology of the rat man, but it was a weapon made with the rough craftsmanship of the rat man.

"It seems that this underground world is not as simple as imagined. It seems that there are still many secrets." Looking at the wreckage in front of me, Colin felt that he might take the initiative to explore the underground world.

"Sir, I bring the prisoners."

The tightly bound rat man Quebak came to Colin. Facing this ordinary man, Quebak looked down on him, although he looked down on him. In his opinion, the soldiers on the battlefield were the ones who really defeated him.

Colin behind it was not capable, just like the men of the dark elves, but soon he found out that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Colin dragged him directly into the camp, like a chicken, and although Quebak was tied up, he could still feel his power in his hands.

"Are you a rat man? This army is what you brought."

A calm and heavy voice appeared in Quebak's ear. He was surprised to find that this person could speak rat-man language and spoke very smoothly.

But before he could finish his surprise, a severe pain passed through his mind. It was obvious that the man in front of him was a little dissatisfied with his neglect and did not know what mysterious means he used. This pain seemed to penetrate into his bones.

Quebak finally understood his situation, and he also said to Colin seriously: "Yes, I brought this rat army by me, but I was also deceived by others. I was bewitched by the evil rat god and his prophet, and I had such thoughts."

Colin looked at the rat man in front of him who was not much different from the cunning human, and thought to himself that if he hadn't had enough strength to fight against him, these rat man might have had another posture now.

"Where did these weapons come from? I'm afraid you didn't develop them yourself." Colin asked the rat man with his weapon, which was the flamethrow device brought by the rat man, without any oblivion.

Quebak looked at the familiar flamethrow device in front of him and felt a little unwilling. This was once a trump card soldier he was proud of, but it did not really change the situation of the battle. After all, the number of less than thirty is still too small.

If there is a full editor, the current situation may not necessarily be anyone who wins, but this is just a thought in his mind. After all, his situation is not optimistic now.

"This is something I excavated from the ruins. I only have this weapon, but there are many more powerful weapons and equipment in the hands of other clans and tribes. Not only are there poisonous gas mortar bombs, dimensional lightning cannons, but also giant rat potion and the giant wheel of doom. Do you want them? They are all in the hands of the twelve councils of the Ratman."

Quebak became more and more excited as he spoke. He seemed to see a scene where humans were fighting with the twelve parliaments, and he could reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Bang."

The severe pain brought Quebak back to reality. Colin was not attracted by his words. He was not short of good things in his eyes. Not only magic but also technology, but also convenience brought by the system and continuous experience.
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