Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 209: Jackal Camp Rebuchas

This is like a simple mountain village, a camp made of wood. It is built on a mountain, and the terrain is very high. To go up the mountain, you need to walk a steep path along the mountain wall. Two dirty and slovenly jackals are standing guard in front of the wooden village gate...

Wow, there is a method!

When did the jackals learn to read the Art of War? This world is too crazy!

Jerry and Sydney were dumbfounded when they saw the tall wooden wall made of unpeeled logs.

This village looks a little smaller and rougher than Decamund. It is also a very standard gathering point!
"What should we do? Should we wait until night and try to sneak in?" Xue Li asked.

This dangerous place was chosen very well. As long as the two guarding gnolls had eyes, the enemy would have no chance of escaping their sight.

Jerry looked at Sydney and smiled: "Sydney, don't forget, Ted and I are wizards!"

Xue Li rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction: "What's so great about wizards!"

Jerry said, "Ted, it's up to you. I'm not familiar with the Disillusionment Charm. What if something goes wrong at the critical moment... This is not facing Filch."

Jerry's Night Tour is a technical flow, all relying on the coquettish movement. It is different from Harley's invisibility cloak cheat flow.

Although he had already learned the Disillusionment Charm, he didn't dare to gamble with his own level in such a serious situation. It would be more reassuring to let Ted do it.

Ted nodded: "Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Don't worry, let Ansu check the situation inside first."

Ansu sighed – I repeat, without me this team will have to disband!

Then it flapped its wings and flew high, circled the mountain wall twice, and then landed on a remote wooden wall, and began to observe the situation in the wooden village.

Ted didn't just wait there, but took out an egg-sized Poké Ball and threw it on the ground. After a soft "bang", a little white mouse appeared on the ground.

The little mouse stood on his hind legs, put his front legs on his waist, and looked around.

"Ah? This little thing is quite unique!" Xue Li immediately wanted to take advantage of this relative.

Stuart Little moved as fast as a rabbit and hid behind Ted's legs in a flash.

Ted pointed to the wooden fort in the distance and said, "Go over there and see if there's anything strange..."

Stuart Little rushed towards the village at once, its figure flashing as if it had teleported!
Soon, Ted closed one eye and began to connect Ansu and Little Rat's perspectives, secretly observing the entire village.

"Ding~ Found the Gnoll Camp Rebuchas, completed the mission [Mysterious Gnoll (Green)], rewarded 300 experience points, card [Gnoll Hogg (Green)]."

"Ding~ Triggering the task:

[Gnoll Camp Rebuchas (Blue)]

You found the source of the gnolls, and it turned out to be a large gnoll camp occupying a strategic location! This is too dangerous, for the safety of Decamond Village, you must destroy it!
Objective: Destroy the Gnoll Camp Repchas and kill as many Gnolls as possible.

Reward: 780 experience points, 3 random cards.
If we allow the jackals to gain a foothold, no one will be left alive within 20 kilometers!"

Ted didn't expect that this task would have a follow-up, and it was actually a task chain!
……

Although the Gnoll camp looks organized and disciplined, they are still Gnolls after all.

The village was in a mess, with gnawed bones and flesh remnants everywhere. Bones and rotten flesh piled up in the corners, making a sticky mess!
They even urinate and defecate everywhere! The streets of Paris are not that dirty, right?
Some of the jackals were sleeping in a crooked position, while a few were making strange hyena-like noises and were fighting.

They fight for real, with crude machetes in their hands hitting each other's heads. Their short protruding snouts show their canine teeth, and they won't let go of their opponent. One bite can take two pounds of meat!

There were six or seven jackals watching the fun nearby, and some were cheering and shouting.

At this time, a much larger gnoll, accompanied by two gnolls that were stronger than other ordinary gnolls, came over. They kicked the fighters twice, making them roll on the ground.

The two jackals who were fighting each other to death and covered in blood just now suddenly became cowardly. They hid in the corner with their necks shrunken and whimpering, not daring to do anything else.

Oh, there really is a leader. There must be someone who can control them, otherwise they will bring disaster to themselves.

However, in the memories of those dead gnolls, there is a being who is even more majestic than this level 9 gnoll leader. In this gnoll village, there is a gnoll shaman!

It was precisely because of its existence that the jackals were able to build a village in this advantageous location less than ten days after they suddenly appeared in this world.

The gnolls are of low intelligence, brutal and cruel, and have no idea what construction is.

If there were no knowledgeable and intelligent shamans, they would at most find a similar place, light a bonfire, set up a tent, and at most build a few wooden houses with wood that could collapse at any time, and that would be the end of it. How could they achieve the current situation?

What Ted cares about is this werewolf shaman, because he is a spellcaster.

For wizards, beings without magical abilities are not a big threat, but once they have the ability to cast spells, it’s hard to say.

This werewolf shaman from another world, who knows what he will do?
We must find it, and finally stab it in the back and kill it directly. That would be the safest way.

So, Little Rat carefully moved among the debris and moved towards a cave at the innermost part of the mountain wall.

When we reached the edge of the mountain wall, it was much cleaner here and the gnolls didn't dare to run wild here.

Two tall gnoll raiders that followed the previous leader were standing guard at the entrance of the cave. Ted took a quick look and found that they were level 7 and 8.

Little Rat stood up cautiously and poked his head out from behind a log to check.
The two werewolf raiders on guard were much more dedicated, their four big eyes were looking around and their noses were twitching.

Little Rat didn't dare to get close, because the jackals had a very keen sense of smell. He couldn't run into the cave in front of the two jackals.

This is when Ansu comes on the scene.

Ansu spread his wings to a length of 1.5 meters, and flew over the heads of two werewolf raiders with a whoosh, almost tearing their scalps off with his claws.

The two gnoll raiders immediately started to grunt, wielding their large knives and slashing at the sky, chasing for a long distance.

By the time they came back, Little Mouse had already sneaked in.

Little Mouse's eyes can see at night, so Ted can connect to its perspective and see the situation inside the cave clearly, but the perspective is a little low, which he is not used to.

The cave was not completely dark. Although there were certainly no windows, there were many torches. And it was surprisingly clean.

There were no bone fragments, animal skins, or excrement that were everywhere in the camp.

Except for the slightly stale air, it was actually as clean as a school corridor.

About seven or eight meters in, the space begins to widen, and at the same time, some simple murals painted with natural minerals and plant dyes begin to appear on the stone walls - they are very simple and primitive, but with a sense of wildness that goes straight into the heart.

In particular, there is a scene where a group of gnolls slaughter various prey, including many humanoid creatures for sacrifice.

The god in the middle was painted very tall - at least ten times taller than an ordinary werewolf!
He has a head and face similar to that of a werewolf, but his body is covered with bone spurs, strange limbs, claws, scales... and his four arms hold all kinds of strange and bloody weapons!

The little mouse was so frightened at the sight of it that his whole body began to tremble and he could hardly walk. He dared not look any more.

Ted used his psychic powers to calm its mind and urge it to move on, and then he saw a stone hall with a relatively short and hunchbacked old wolf in it...

The old werewolf looked very old. He was wearing a dirty leather robe that looked like it was made of scraps of leather. The hair around his mouth was even a little gray.

The teeth were badly worn, the hair was messy and unkempt, the exposed black and yellow markings had faded and blurred, and a lot of them had fallen off in some places.

At this moment, it sat in front of a small and crude altar, making faint, hound-like whimpers and growls from its throat, its body swaying slightly, with full concentration.

More than one meter in front of it is a small altar built on a simple stone platform.

The base, which was less than one meter high, was filled with skulls, herbs, animal skins, dried blood in stone bowls, and bloody and hideous sacrificial knives...

On the altar was an abstract statue that was roughly the size of a jackal. It was made of dark wood and bones as the skeleton, covered with animal tendons and skins, with dark stones as the eyes and unknown animal teeth embedded in the mouth...

The four-handed jackal head is exactly the god who was receiving sacrifices that we saw on the cave wall before.

(End of this chapter)