Renn looked at the wood elf.

A light green leather armor sets off the wooden elf's posture. He is much stronger than the ordinary elf and half a head taller. The leather armor is full of muscles. He wears an exquisite silver headband on his forehead, long hair shawls, and a handsome face, looking chic and unruly.

In the eyes of the soul, this elf is a legendary strong man, proficient in melee skills, only knows a few auxiliary spells, and should be a Jungle Ranger.

Judging from the strength of the soul, he is equivalent to an extraordinary person at about 11 levels.

Moreover, the other party's soul color is normal and there is no hostility.

After introducing himself, Tosedlin immediately said apologetically: "I have to be kind to you all in the arena, so I didn't come here to entertain you in time. I hope the Lord will forgive you."

"You don't have to be so polite."

Renn got off the sofa and smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I just had time to enjoy a few performances. It was wonderful and opened my eyes."

Fabian reported before coming that Tosedlin's role was not simple. He was a member of the Wood Elf Royal Family and an elf prince in his clan.

However, Prince Tosedlin is far away from the throne and is said to have no intention of fighting.

In order to avoid disputes in the royal family, Tosedlin traveled thousands of miles to the empire and established the giant hammer arena. After decades of operation, and because of his transcendent status, he had a high prestige among the foreign tribes of Modu.

With the Giant Hammer Arena as the core, Tosedlin has developed a series of hotels, bars, casinos, ji) courtyards, Wanling Card Clubs, alchemy shops, auctions and other industries. At the same time, it has weaved a huge network of relationships, which is one of the major forces that cannot be ignored in the Count Glamorgan lord.

It was through Tosedlin that Fabian contacted several mercenary groups.

When Tosedlin heard what Rennes called him, he raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Fabian next to him, and said, "I am just a powerless prince in the clan. I am not a title like this, which makes the Lord laugh."

"Just call me Rennes." Rennes waved his hand and said to himself: "I don't know how long I can be a lord."

But Tosedlin did not look down on the slightest, "With the strength of the lord, we must be able to keep going."

Obviously, he was very clear about what happened at Bishuigao Castle yesterday.

Slap!

Tosedlin slapped his palms twice, and several beautiful female elf servants entered the private room with food and wine. He ordered one of them: "Please come in."

“Yes, down.”

Renn sat down and chatted casually with Tosedlin about the competitive performance just now. Soon, three "people" of different shapes came in the private room.

The leader was a giant man more than two meters tall. His rough skin was light blue, and his whole muscles seemed to explode. He was wearing a heavy black half armor, with a blood-red cloak behind him, revealing two arms that were thick as ordinary people's thighs, his arms were covered with tattoos, his lion's nose was wide, his appearance was a bit ferocious, his eyes were full of aggression, giving people a feeling of majesty and cruelty.

When Renn saw this person, his heart was not changed slightly.

This is a half-orc!

The orcs are the hybrid descendants of humans and orcs, but they are not as rare as half-elves, with a large number. In the border areas bordering the orc tribes in the north of the empire, the orcs formed a unique culture, but they have not been recognized as the people of the empire.

The half-orcs are like half-elves, and the soul contains a blood-soul curse.

However, they have one advantage over half-elves, that is, they are easier to breed offspring.

Most orcs are excellent warriors after adulthood. They can hold soul-transforming rituals like human parents, becoming extraordinary people.

The orc in front of him is a powerful extraordinary person.

Moreover, his extraordinary profession is extremely rare and is called "Tyrant"!

The official name of the tyrant is "Conqueror", they are loyal believers of the "Black Emperor" Bandko.

This god possessed "tyranny", "fear" and "conquered" multiple clergy. Many rulers of human kingdoms and alien races believed in this powerful god, established his church as the state religion, and ruled the people with the philosophy of the church.

Therefore, Banlkor is also called the "king of tyrants".

Banlko founded the extraordinary profession of "Conqueror" for his most devout believers.

However, because of the rulers of the Black Emperor, the kings, lords, and chiefs who were rampant, had always had a bad reputation, people were accustomed to using "tyrants" to refer to their extraordinary professions.

Tyrants are melee professions, usually advance from berserkers or iron guards. During the third soul change, they merge the demon soul of the "Eye Demon Tyrant" to obtain the core elements "Touch of Control" and "Spiritual Flogging".

The touch of domination is the ultimate element. Through physical contact, it can control intelligent creatures that are weaker than themselves, become the most loyal servant, but still maintain its own thoughts, like a slave.

This is a more terrifying ability than mental control. Not only does it have no time limit, but the tyrant can borrow power from his own slaves to increase his own strength. The more slaves there are, the stronger the tyrant's strength will be.

In addition, the element of spiritual whipping can be used to attack enemies, or it can be displayed through sounds and become a command war cry.

Through this command war hole, the tyrant controls his slaves and can also have various motivational effects.

The combination of these two elements makes the tyrant never fight alone. No matter where he goes, he always brings a large group of slaves, like an iron-blooded army that never rebels, and the tyrant is the absolute leader of this army.

Renn heard a dozen extraordinary people pouring into the corridor outside the box.

Their footsteps were neatly sounded, and they should be the slaves of this orc tyrant. The soul of the orc extended more than a dozen thin lines that ordinary people could not see, crossing the walls and connecting them with the slaves outside.

A series of soul powers were inputted into the orc's brain along the thin line.

The soul power contributed by a single slave did not contribute much, but the combined number of slaves was very considerable, which made the orcs' strength soar several times.

This orc is a level nine tyrant, not a legend, but has the strength comparable to a legend.

Renne's eyes moved away from the orc.

The second one is a human wizard, with an eighth-level elemental player, who is about forty years old, looks ordinary and has an inconspicuous appearance.

The last figure that came in made Renne's eyes lit up.

This is a small human woman, only about 1.6 meters tall, probably less than 1.6 meters tall. She is completely wrapped in a gray cloak, but she cannot stop Renne's sharp gaze. The body under the cloak is exquisite and orderly, with the big ones that should be big and small ones that should be small, and the proportions are coordinated, which attracts endless imagination in my heart.

She lifted up her hood, revealing her long silver and golden hair, her face was extremely pure but had a sense of wind, and her purple eyes were extremely lively, as if she could see through people's hearts, containing wisdom and power far beyond ordinary people.

When she showed her true face, the private room seemed to be lit up.

All the men present, including Rennes, the Orcs and Prince Tosedlin, had a look of appreciation in their eyes. Such stunning beauties are not common.

Renn took a look and then withdrew his gaze.

He was surprised that this lady was not a vase that was just a legend.

"Legendary Dragon Vein Warlock..."

Renn sighed inwardly, Mo is worthy of being the capital of trade, with a crouching tiger and a hidden dragon, and he met two rare extraordinary professions, a tyrant and a dragon vein warlock in succession.

He pretended to accidentally sweep across the corner of the box, and Osliya stood invisibly.

The Dragon Vein Warlock is the mortal enemy of the dragon!

The Dragon Vein Warlock upgrades by fusing the Dragonborn's demon soul. When the legend is below, it only takes the Dragonborn's soul. However, after being promoted to the legend, it must fuse the true dragon's soul.

If you want to get the soul of the true dragon, you basically have to kill the dragon.

This extraordinary profession is the human that dragons hate the most. If they have the chance, they will never miss any chance to kill the dragon vein warlock.

However, Renn found that Oshylia seemed indifferent and turned a blind eye to the deadly hostility in front of her.

He was a little confused.

After carefully observing the lady with the Eye of Soul, she suddenly realized that her soul structure was different from that of ordinary extraordinary people. She had many dragon abilities and elements, but her meditation methods were different.

"Is she not a dragon vein warlock?"

Renn was confused. Before he could take a closer look, the three people who came in focused on themselves and looked up and down.

Tosedlin smiled and said, "Ren, I'll introduce it to you."

He pointed to the orcs in the head, "This is the leader of the 'Blood and Sand' Mercenary Group, Mr. Graham, who is a tyrant."

The orc Graham squeezed a grin that was even worse than crying at Rennes.

Renne nodded in response.

Tosedlin looked at the middle-aged wizard again, "Go Lanna is my old acquaintance. The 'Green Flame Hand' where he is has a large number of wizards and warlocks, and his strength is no less than that of some well-known spellcaster organizations."

Renn understood that this Gao Lanna should not be the leader of the "Hand of Green Flame".

Finally, when Tosedlin wanted to introduce the lady who was suspected of a dragon vein warlock, she took the initiative to step forward and saluted and said, "Emilys, the leader of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group, has seen you."

Her voice was sonorous and powerful, and she had a soft and foreign accent, which sounded a bit weird.

Renn saw the anticipation in her soul.

The three people have different inner thoughts. Graham, the orc, was quite interested in him, but the wizard Gao Lanna was too calm, as if he was here to deal with the errand.

Obviously, they all knew their part.

At this time, Tosedlington stopped for a moment and smiled, "Three, no need to say, you should have guessed Rennes's part, and they are our Lord Glamorgan."

None of the three of them was surprised to show no performance.

The battle that happened yesterday in the Bishui Gaobi has already spread throughout the Modu.

The major forces in Glamorgan's lord secretly discussed this new lord and the terrifying soul gun.

Now it is circulating everywhere. Earl Glamorgan possesses a legendary weapon and kills a legendary wizard in public.

The fall of a legendary wizard is shocking.

These three are all well-informed and powerful people. In front of Renn, no one dared to show even a slight contempt or disrespect.

Not to mention that behind Renne is the Holy Soul Wizard.

The orc Graham asked anxiously: "Torsedlin, you asked us to meet the lord without telling us the purpose. You can always say it now."

"certainly."
To be continued...