Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

At this time, in the hall of the Barbarian race, a thin man in black was kneeling on the ground in horror, his whole body trembling. And in front of him sat a burly man, whose whole face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

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"You said that the Orc clan sent the army of two thousand to Night Moon Village, and you said you found out that Chuck died outside the Bright Valley. Do you dare to be responsible for what you said today?"

"I dare! Every word I said is true! I absolutely dare not lie to you, chieftain!"

"Well, in that case, you have made a contribution, I won't pursue the matter of Chuck's death. But you can't stay in the Barbarians anymore. Take your belongings and get out."

The man thanked him thousands of times and kept kowtowing. Then he ran out of the hall as fast as he could.

At this time, an old man appeared from behind the chieftain. He glanced in the direction of the thin man's departure with his gloomy eyes and said to the chieftain.

"Chieftain, if what he said is true, then I guess what happened in Night Moon Village is likely to have something to do with the challenger of this year. Maybe the Orc clan has found the trace of the challenger and is ready to kill him alone."

The chieftain nodded. He seemed to be thinking about something and said it after a long while.

"Go and give an order. Gather the Orc clan to attend the Seven-clan Conference. Let's see what this group of beasts is thinking about. Besides, you have to keep an eye on the abnormal movements of the Totem Temple. Go there right now."

The old man bowed respectfully and stepped back into the darkness.

There was only the chieftain in the huge hall, he said to himself, squinting at the dark ceiling.

"The Orc clan, challenger. No matter what you are thinking, the final winner of this World War must be our Barbarians!"

Outside the Orc clan, Dick was lurking in the forest alone. He had to wait for an opportunity to go straight to the Totem Temple from the Orc clan.

Since the Orc clan was the guardian of the Totem Temple, there must be a way to the Totem Temple. It might be a teleportation array, or perhaps a secret entrance.

As long as Dick could find it, he would be able to rush to the Totem Temple within the time set by the task.

When he was lurking, he suddenly heard footsteps. He was shocked and quickly hid his body, revealing an eye from the bushes to see what was happening outside.

They were three men in black, each of whom was extremely burly. The one who walked in the front held a golden token with a ferocious beast carved on it.

The Barbarians! Dick had seen the huge golden beast on Chuck before, which represented the badge of the Barbarian race.

The three were chatting while walking.

"Elder Verus, you personally come to the Orc clan to help this time, those idiots will definitely be grateful. They have long lost the power to protect the Totem Temple. We are offering timely help!"

"Right, there have always been conflicts between our two races. This time, we overlooked the past, and they should really thank us!"

Elder Verus smiled and said to his two companions.

"Haha, these things are what we should do as the guardians of the Totem Temple. Don't forget that we have other tasks to do this time. Our chieftain has already told us that even if we force them, we have to force those old fellows of the Orc clan to participate in the Seven-clans Conference."

When Dick heard this, he already understood the purpose of these three people coming here. It seemed that up to now, the Orc clan and the Barbarian race had no intention of joining hands.

However, the Barbarians should have received some news, so they forced the Orc clan to participate in the Seven-clan Conference.

This was an opportunity for him. If both the chieftains of the two races participated in the conference, then his chance would be even greater. Perhaps he could finish his third stage task before the end of the conference and the return of the chieftain.

While Elder Verus was talking with his companions with a smile, he took a step forward and suddenly found himself in darkness. Then a cold blade slashed across his neck, and his consciousness quickly flowed out of his body.

In the blink of an eye, Elder Verus and his two companions became three corpses.

With the help of the dark talent and the visual deprivation, Dick quietly killed these three Barbarians envoys outside the Orc clan.

On the other hand, he activated the simulation talent and transformed himself into the appearance of Elder Verus. Then he made his two doppelgangers act as his followers respectively, and finally disposed of the corpses.

Dick tidied up his clothes and put on Elder Verus's storage ring. Imitating him, he rotated the golden token in his hand and walked towards the Orc clan.

He didn't need to worry about being discovered at all. The simulation talent had completely transformed him into the appearance of Elder Verus, and Elder Verus's talent was the wood attribute, and he happened to have the same talent!

The door of the Orc clan council hall opened with a loud bang. All the elders sitting behind the table looked at the door in surprise.

Elder Verus, who was disguised by Dick, strutted in, fumbled for the token in his hand, and rudely said to Elder Wind who was sitting on the main seat.

"Elder Wind, our chieftain asked me to inform you that you are invited to attend the Seven-clan Conference. The three of us will help you guard the Totem Temple in case of provocation."

"The Barbarians token! He is the Barbarians!"

Dick heard a low cry from someone beside him, and then the elders in the hall pulled out their weapons and stared at Dick with hostility.

"Put down your weapons! They are guests. Since it's the invitation of the chieftain of the Barbarians, it seems that I have to go there!"

Elder Wind took a few deep breaths, clenched and loosened his fists, and finally calmed down.

Now the Orc clan had suffered a great blow, and there was no news about the follow-on troops he sent out. He couldn't turn against the Barbarians now, so he had to go to the conference in the face of the invitation.

"Snakehead, take this distinguished guest to the entrance of the Totem Temple. Let the remaining elders guard there together."

Dick chuckled to himself. He knew that although Elder Wind had agreed to his request, letting several elders go with him was also a way to monitor him.

But what they didn't know was that Dick, who had transformed into Elder Verus, was not something that could be controlled by a few elders!

These several elders came over reluctantly. They really didn't want to take the Barbarians to their most secret place, but at this moment, they didn't have the right to choose.

Dick pretended to be arrogant and walked towards the depth of the Orc clan, surrounded by these elders.

"Please, Elder Verus. This is the Seven Kills Valley, the only way to the Totem Temple from the Orc clan."

With a cold face, Snakehead made a gesture of welcome and walked into the Seven Kills Valley first.