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Chapter 71: The Rise of Horus (Part 2)

"Bring more javelins! Hurry up!!!"

Two huge scarred ogres sat on the ground, trying to curl up their huge body behind a narrow wall to avoid the horrific long-range strikes of the barbarians—a few spellcasters and archers stationed there. The tower ahead. With the help of long and narrow alleys, four ogres and countless weak goblins were successively eliminated.

The big fireball of the washbasin smashed one after another on the hideous faces of the compatriots, bursting out hundreds of blazing flame meteors, and fiery fires splashing all over the narrow lanes. The furs and clothing of countless monsters were ignited by the ferocious flames. It was burnt alive into a pitch-black coke.

"Huge ally! Javelin! Javelin!"

Under the dense rain of arrows, the goblins pushed the carts, and under the desperate gaze of the Gothic archers, they brought more than a dozen logs with sharpened tips. The two ogres looked at each other, grabbed a corpse with their left hand to block the vitals of the throat and chest, and grabbed a thick log with the right hand to face the arrow rain. Once again, he threw it at the crumbling and broken tower!

"Boom! Boom!!!"

Two huge logs drew an elegant arc in the air, tearing the cold night sky, one after another, hitting the spire's riddled wall. After being hit by terror twice in a row, the tall wooden tower was squeaking and leaning toward the south, slowly tearing the supporting wooden beam that had been smashed by the ogre, with countless panic attacks. Screaming in despair, they leaned, collapsed, and fell to the ground together, raising a large amount of dust!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ogres and goblins immediately rushed out of the bunker, trampled on the corpses of their compatriots that had already turned into coke, and swaggered toward the south!

But at this time, a group of elite fighters completely different from ordinary soldiers suddenly appeared in front of the monsters.

They wear cast iron horn helmets. Wearing heavy scale armor, he tied his neck with a linen cloak that was as blue as the sea. A delicate and small wooden round shield is tied to his left arm to free his hands and hold a six-meter long gun. A hundred spear guards are well-trained and lined up in a neat array of super long spears. One hundred six-meter long spears are densely overlapped, like a dense and orderly steel jungle, instantly piercing countless holes of blood in the huge body of the ogre!

Endless scarlet blood, uttering the sound of gurgling streams, slowly dripped to the ground along the huge and fat filth of the ogre.

Ultra-long gun soldiers can rely on the length of their weapons to form an advantage of fighting more and less. Inside the narrow lanes, only two ogres or eight or nine soldiers can stand side by side at the same time. However, there are five rows of more than forty soldiers who can wield the super long spears in their hands at the same time, and cooperate with the teammates in the front row to stab the body of the ogre together!

The monsters' efforts just turned into illusory bubbles in an instant. Pike guards known as invincible frontal. Stepping on the battered ogre corpse, holding a five-meter long spear, invincible in the roadway where there is no need to worry about the danger on the two wings! They pierced the embarrassed bodies of the monsters who fled, stepped on the blood that was enough to drown their ankles, and pushed the front back to the north again.

Then...the guard of the spear saw two ogre wizards all covered in light blue.

The two sturdy pale blue arms are condensed with two creepy frost energy, the blue fat guys gently push the fat hands forward, two violent violent winds of anger. Enveloping the dense frost and snow, whistling, crashing, and screaming, rushing forward! As if the two games were superimposed, the avalanche of death that covered the sky and the sun rushed into the narrow lanes, and instantly flooded the guards with spears.

When the ice and snow dissipated, the exposed faces and hands of more than a hundred guards had already become as pale and stiff as ice and snow. The severe low temperature deprived them of most of the heat, and some people even passed out in shock during the bitter cold and terrifying frostbite.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!!!"

Chief Goluk wielded a fierce mace and commanded his army to crush the cold, stiff bones of the Ostrogoths. Push forward again. The mace consisted of a wooden handle one meter long and a round ball full of spikes. In the eyes of ordinary humans, it is a huge two-handed weapon. In the eyes of the ten-foot-tall ogre wizard, this thing is more like a hideous and evil baton.

Hell, this street is between humans and monsters. After repeatedly changing hands, the pile of horrible corpses piled up on both sides has completely blocked the road!

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"King Visilius!" Just when the small half of the city was reduced to a bloody and cruel battlefield, when countless broken corpses were piled up on the city streets, Horus mixed among the soldiers and strode to the King of Ostrogoth.

"The battle ahead is at a disadvantage! Please consider my proposal a few days ago to release my brothers and sisters! Right now, only they have enough combat power to help you through this crisis!"

"But they are viruses and plagues!" Visilius shook his head firmly. "The infectiousness of the animalized virus is too terrible! And once they anger them, these monsters will turn into beasts with no trace of reason! The animalized people who can maintain their own will like you are too rare!"

"So, do you think that these few soldiers in front of you can protect this city under the hands of the ogres? What if we win? Nearly one-third of Gredinian's villages are completely occupied by monsters. Destroy! You want to be here again, leaving your father with the elite spear guard, consumed in a meaningless battle?!

So, why do you want to revive the Eastern Gothic kingdom? Do you really want to be curled up in the city, just a corner? ! Sit back and watch the fertile land that the people, horses, orcs, and goblins in the north have ravaged me and my father with all my hard work? "

In the end, Horus completely gave up his honorific title to the king. He slowly straightened his massive body. A pair of bloodshot horror pupils, looking directly at his brother's deep blue eyes like the sea in anger. And the other party looked at himself without fear.

"Could it be that in your heart, imprisoning my brothers and sisters is more important than saving your suffering people under the monsters? Can it be said that when you crowned the king, the promises you made were farts?! The kingdom defeated by your father is declining in your hands! If his old man could see all this, how do you think he would choose!!!"

silence! There was a long silence.

"Horus! I want you to assure me!" Visilius took a deep breath. The strong right hand grabbed the Cangqing Wolf King by the collar and forced him to look at his bloodshot blue eyes. "You can control your animalized monsters! Don't hurt my people! Don't spread the damn animalized plague!!!"

Horus stared into the eyes of the king, and a smile of relief appeared on the handsome and burly head. He opened his mouth and said solemnly: "I swear, brother."

"Very good! Others! Go and support the front line! Escort the civilians to a safe place! The two of us will be back soon!"

Vichymiris sighed. Horus' army of lycanthropes was sealed in prison by the previous king himself. Father only told himself the way to unlock the shackles. If there is a glimmer of hope, he is unwilling to liberate the group of people who can infect ordinary people into beastized lunatics of the same kind as long as they scratch others gently!

While those people are brave and good at fighting, they are also bloodthirsty monsters.

But again, just like the promise he made when he was crowned king. Vihimiris will protect his people at all costs.

"Right! Go to The Hague Tavern! I took some soldiers and evacuated a large number of civilians there, letting them hide in the wine cellar!" Horus seemed to think of something, and turned his head to the lance guards. Speaking of. "You get them back first."

"Yes! General Horus!"

Chapter 71: The Rise of Horus (Part 2)

"Brother, do you want to know my past?" As the two slowly walked down the dark and deep stairs. Horus suddenly asked.

"Let's go, it's still a long way down." The young king said lightly with a torch. His voice is full of magnetism, mixed with the blazing flames, and the noise of crackling with charcoal, echoing constantly in the dark and narrow crypt.

"Ah, that's been a long time. I was born in a small village by the sea in Gotland. I learned fishing and hunting with my real father. I thought I would spend my life so plainly. But, On a dark night when the phase of the moon was about to complete, a terrifying beast broke the silence of the small fishing village. So far, its bloodthirsty and brutal roar still lingers in the depths of my mind, unable to disperse for a long time. ."

Cangqing Wolf King's big hand covered with blue veins painfully covered his bald forehead.

"That terrible disaster destroyed the village where I was born. In order to protect me, my parents were torn into countless pieces of blood and blood by werewolves. In the bustling settlement, only a hundred wounded survived! And we These survivors also turned into the monsters they hated the most the next night."

Horus sighed. The scarlet pupils are full of memories of the past.

"Then, your father came to the ruins with the army, and included the homeless us into his secret army composed of lycanthropes. He gave the homeless us a warm home.

At that time, we followed a girl who was paralyzed on horseback and unable to continue fighting to learn our skills. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Although she lost consciousness in her legs and couldn't continue fighting, she had a lot of experience. Under her guidance, we worked hard to restrain our killing instincts. Desperately learning combat skills. Good to accompany the king in the south and north wars. At the same time, follow the king's teachings to avoid the spread of animalized viruses.

Slowly, as the most burly and powerful, the most brave and fierce wolf king. I was favored by the teacher, and finally, on the day I became the leader of the animalized legion, she gently kissed my lips, and I fell in love completely. "

Horus touched his dry lips lightly, and let out a long sigh. The calm body is like the terrible silence before the storm.

"During the war, my brothers and sisters and I were constantly searching for the traces of our enemies. Finally, we found the hideous figure that lived in everyone's nightmares every night! Brothers and sisters, at the same time, roared something that made blood clotted. Terrible roar! It was really the bloodiest and cruelest battle I have ever experienced. In a desperate situation, the opponent killed my two most reckless brothers with one enemy and one hundred—"

Horus stopped the story at the most sexy part. Looking at Visilius's curious pupils. Speaking softly. "You release my brothers and sisters first, and I will tell you the last part of the story."

"Well, brother." Visilius shrugged, drew the axe of mourning, and gently cut his little fingertips. Sprinkle red blood on the stone gate full of runes. "Only the father's blood can make Shimen reopen."

"That's it." Horus looked at the stone gate that made a loud noise, shaking off the dust from his body, and slowly moving to the sides. The scarlet light in the pupils suddenly burst out, like two rounds of blood-colored sunrise! He drew the long sword from his waist and slashed fiercely at the Eastern Gothic king!

"Finally, we captured the terrifying werewolf who was dancing forever in our nightmare! We swept away the flesh and blood from it with a single stab! Use the most cruel method to kill it to death! Listening to its miserable roar, entangled in it. The nightmare in the depths of our souls is gradually breaking down!

However, when it swallowed its last breath weakly and revealed its true body-an even greater terrifying nightmare swallowed our souls completely!

That werewolf is our teacher! My favorite woman! What legs lose consciousness! All the lies she used to hide her true identity! She is your father's subordinate, the executioner who was originally used to transform the beasts! Massacre an entire village, just to screen out the strongest humans and join his army of beastization! ! ! "

"What?!" Hearing the voice in his ear, Vichymiris hurriedly drew out the mourning axe on his waist, barely blocking Horus's inevitable blow!

"This incident is your father's conspiracy from beginning to end! In order to expand the strength of his army, he does not hesitate to destroy one village after another, infect one innocent civilian after another, and become a hateful lycanthrope to work for him! But, On the surface, he made us work hard to restrain the killing instinct and not to spread the animalized plague?! He is an out-and-out hypocrite!!!"

Horus snarled madly. "And when he unified Gredinian, my adoptive father put my brothers and sisters in a bottomless prison! Only me! His seemingly favorite adopted son survived. !"

"Calm down! Brother!" Visimiris struggled to block Horus's monstrous anger. "It's impossible! Father he—"

Just as the King of Ostrogoth tried to defend, suddenly, a pair of terrifying scarlet beams burned in the dark prison behind him! A pitch-black werewolf with soaring braids, like a black lightning, instantly blasted behind Visilius, like a razor-like terrifying silver claw, and accurately tore the king's throat! He was holding his bloody neck in despair, struggling to fall to the ground, unable to make a sound!

At the same time, more and more terrifying red lights slowly burning up slowly emerged from the abyss. Hundreds of beastized werewolves imprisoned in the dark, let out a scream of excitement, and slowly walked to the front of the Cangqing Wolf King, accompanied by the black werewolf with soaring braids. He knelt down at the feet of Horus very respectfully.

"My dear brothers and sisters! The time has come!"

Horus opened his arms equally excited and roared loudly!

"I promised to save you from the sea of ​​bitterness! Today! I fulfilled my promise! We will return to the front of the people as the savior! This time, we are no longer the swords and pawns of Vichymiris No longer slaves and prisoners of the Ostrogoths! This time, we will re-enter the turbulent world stage as the rulers of this kingdom!!!"

Countless scary blood-colored pupils burst out with rage that could burn the world. A thousand or two hundred werewolves cut through the corners of their eyes, letting blood replace their tears, across their hairy cheeks, and screaming upward.

"Long live Horus!!!"

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The spear guards came to the tavern in The Hague as Horus said. Was instantly submerged by the endless sea of ​​goblins. There are no civilians there. Yes, it's just an endless army of ogres—the sheepskin map given to the monsters by the Cyan Wolf King here is marked as a tempting granary that stores a large amount of wine and delicacies.

Patrol cavalry, city gates, coupled with extremely accurate street maps, and abundant food storage points, also made the monster completely believe in the map of Horus. Relaxing all vigilance, the nature of eating, caused a large number of ogres and goblins to start a desert, and broke into the inside of the taverns marked on the map, feasting on them.

Even Chief Goluk trampled on the corpse of the spear guard, strode into the tavern in The Hague, using the huge barrel as a handy glass, and drank three consecutive cups of rough ale brewed by the barbarians!

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!!"

Suddenly, an overwhelmed ogre covered his fat belly in pain-his stomach seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​death inside the stormy showers, constantly raising waves of shaking sky that covered the sky and covered the sun. Stormy. It also seems to be filled with thousands of lively rabbits, jumping wildly around his stomach! ! !

These hotel owners had already been bought by Horus, mixed poison in the food, waiting for the ogres to take the bait.

"This food is not right...Wow!!!" After drinking five barrels of ale and eating a whole ewe out, the navy blue ogre chief also covered his abdomen and knelt in pain. Fall to the ground! His fat belly is twitching crazily with an incredible frequency!

The horrible digestive power of the ogre is not even inferior to the green-skinned Scrooge. It eats and eats its stomach, just like a fish drowning in water. It is almost unthinkable-unless someone is eating It is mixed with a poison that specifically targets ogres.

"This is a trap! Retreat! Make sure the path of retreat is unblocked!" On Goruk's ugly face, he was instantly soaked in painful cold sweat. He struggled to issue instructions, but in despair found that all the monsters present fell to the ground with pain, clutching their stomachs and rolling around!

"Horus! You count me!!!"

The ogre chief screamed up to the sky.

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war front line

"Can't stop it!" the barbarian soldier wailed desperately. The fragile human body could not stop the huge tree trunk waving in the hands of the ogre. A small number of ogres are still serving as warlords, leading a large number of goblins, crushing the remnants of the Gothic barbarians. Enjoy the violent aesthetics of killing.

One after another dwarf human beings were hammered into bloody meat sauce by the rough giant wood in their own hands. A miserable and bright blood mist burst out on the ground, and countless pieces of ferocious minced meat, accompanied by red blood, splashed all over the tree trunk.

At the moment when the giant stick in the hands of the ogre hit the ground, dozens of vigorous black shadows, like swift and terrifying black lightning, carrying two stern scarlet beams, smashed the ogre severely. On the huge and bloated body! A terrifying black mixed werewolf, snapped off his fat thumb, sharp claws, deep into the brown wrist, and accurately cut off the monster's tendons, making him unable to grasp the horror in his hands. Giant stick.

Under the stunned gaze of the survivors, there were two more fast-moving giant wolves on all fours, and they bit the monster's ankle at the same time. They twisted their necks tacitly and forced the two giant legs to move forward at the same time. The terrifying giant with a height of ten feet and an unstable center of gravity stumbled to the ground! The huge back, sturdyly fell on a group of poor goblins! Smashed them into a mass of bloody mud on the spot!

Subsequently, more and more dark shadows swarmed up, and the black, white, and brown wolf hair densely covered the body of the ogre. Using their slender and sharp fangs and claws like daggers, they tore the monsters under their feet into countless blood-colored fragments.

"Don't be afraid! Same robe!" Looking at the fearful gaze of the Gothic soldier, the black werewolf headed by him turned into a tall man with pale skin and braids, standing on the huge corpse of an ogre. , Evil charm smiled. Behind him, there are more and more ghosts and ghosts with scarlet tassels hanging, stepping on the tiles on the roof, spreading to the city! With the advantages of quantity and speed, slaughter a lot of ogres!

"Eastern Goths! Your savior, is back!!!"

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Chief Goluk left his incompetent army, clutching his frantically drawn abdomen, wielding a mace, struggling to get up from the ground, and limped to the direction of the city gate. I just ran into a girl hiding in the dark, trying to escape, the civilian who was hiding in Tibet, when he saw the hidden blue monster, he was directly frightened and fell to the ground!

The ecstatic ogre who was tortured by pain also raised the mace in his hand high, with a pair of evil yellow eyes, spitting out angry fire, trying to kill the girl in front of him. But just as she was about to die on the spot, a silver light exuding a terrifying cold glow, accompanied by a brutal and bloodthirsty wolf howl, flashed across the back of the ogre wizard's neck!

The girl stared blankly at the ogre like a mountain collapsed, crashing to the ground, raising a large dusty corpse. Shocking scarlet blood flowed down the navy blue broken neck and drowned her waist. She raised her head and looked upwards foolishly. I saw a blue werewolf covered in blood, standing on the back of Chief Goluk, lifting his ugly and abominable head high!

The gentle moonlight covered his gloomy, ghostly body with an illusory and beautiful silver tulle, and the blue hair dripping with red blood, fluttering freely under the blow of the sea breeze, like sharp fangs like a dagger. Sharp claws, in the dark night, shone with cold light——

"It's...it's so beautiful."

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It didn't take long for the beastized werewolves to use their super tacit understanding and the number of horrors to disperse and rush forward. Encircled and wiped out the monster army after another scattered in the alley. Freed more and more Gothic civilians. The disgusting name of the lycanthrope for hundreds of years has risen rapidly in just one night! Afterwards, some people even embraced their shaggy body with excitement!

When the head of the last ogre fell to the ground, all the remaining civilians were also concentrated by Horus on the largest square in Cessonissos, listening to the last step of his plan!

"Brothers and sisters! We have come to the crossroads of destiny again! The fortress is considered flat! The village is burned to ruins! The people are taken into slavery! Endless monsters have re-rushed into our homeland where we depend for survival! Viseli Uth took our kingdom with us. To the end!!!"

Horus looked around with scars, and a satisfied smile appeared on the handsome and burly bald head of the people crying sadly for the thousands of dead.

"Tonight, you want to stop the invasion of monsters! You want to save the lives of your cherished people! But you all failed! Because your strength is too weak, for these monsters, it is of little importance!"

"Look at you! Except for the anger and determination in your eyes, you have nothing! You don't have enough power to complete your revenge! But it doesn't matter! We give you a powerful force that can rival the monsters!"

Horus let out an earth-shattering roar. The whole body was covered with beautiful blue hair in an instant, and the sharp nails became sharper and slender. Under the gibbous moon, transform into a cruel and ferocious wolf!

"Look at this supreme blessing!!!"

The Cangqing Wolf King looked up to the sky and screamed.

"Even old and weak women and children can have a powerful force that can compete with green skin! A terrifying speed comparable to that of a man and a horse! Even unarmed people can use these sharp fangs and claws to shred your eyes wildly. All the enemies! My dear people! Those who are willing to accept this blessing, bare your left arm!!!"

"Huh! Huh! Huh!!!"

The crowd in the audience did not hesitate at all. Their minds have long been dazzled by power and vengeance in Horus' deceptive speech. A pair of azure blue eyes spit out anger enough to burn the world! Strips of bare left arms were raised high above their heads, like a flesh-colored forest, densely packed to the end of Horus's field of vision.

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"Very well! Three days before the full moon. At that time, your abilities will be awakened for the first time. My brothers and sisters will carefully teach you how to use this gift from the gods! Just a city of people is not enough. We will bring this blessing to all the people living in Gredinian. I will lead you to regain this rich land and let our kingdom prosper and prosper again!"

I don't know how long it took, the bright and bright gibbous moon slowly climbed to the highest point of the starry sky. Under the illusory and beautiful moonlight that looked like silk and satin, the terrifying scarlet bloodline slowly climbed into the eye sockets of the Eastern Goths. The four canine teeth between the lips have also become longer and sharper.

They struggled to raise their left hand that was bitten and infected by the animalized werewolf. The immature shouts of children, the loud screams of women, the low roars of the vicissitudes of old men, and the roars of soldiers' blood all converged into the same voice at this moment.

"Long live Horus!!!"

Chapter 72: Hill Giant

Christina rushed into the vast sea of ​​grass, opened her arms excitedly, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight with a series of crisp and moving laughter like silver bells. The rouge horse enjoys the warm sea breeze, and the wonderful touch when passing over his six limbs. The slender horseshoe, which gradually darkened from scarlet to pitch black, gracefully engraved a group of shallow hoof prints in the shape of a moon on the soft and fertile grass.

The Bloodwrath Chief bends a pair of bright and magnificent blood-colored pupils that look like rubies, and looks at the endless sea of ​​grass around them, quickly disappearing at the corners of both sides of his eyes, feeling the wind battering his beautiful cheeks again. The Chimera's wings, which were drooping on his shoulders, were also blown up in the scarlet storm that was set off by him, as if he really had a pair of brilliant golden fleshy wings.

"Be careful, Christina. You just recovered from your injury!"

Suddenly, a pale storm came from a distance, and at a faster speed, it gradually caught up with the Chief Bloodwrath who had recovered from a serious illness. A male voice full of anxiety and concern, engulfed in the strong wind, swept into the delicate and soft ears of Rouge Liema.

"I don't, I can't run around for a month, but it's suffocating me! If anyone has not enjoyed the fun of galloping, then his life must be incomplete!" The Bloodwrath Chief greedily breathed the sweet breath of the green grass. The slender and flowing red hair, like a bloody river in the air, flutters freely in mid-air under the gust of wind.

"I seem to have heard similar words from Green Leather..."

Painhurs was unable to complain in the wind. "Then you have to bring some guards. What if the last assassination happens again?"

"Guard? Isn't you there? I know you will catch up." Christina turned her head, raised the heavy crossbow that had been transformed by the white horse, and smiled at Painhurs. "Don't forget, you promised to accompany this chief on the hunt. Now, fulfill your promise."

"Yes, Chief." Looking at Rouge Liema's gentle and pure smile, the warlock sighed helplessly, and quite favorably agreed to her request. Gently lingering beside the scarlet storm. It also turned into a pale gust of wind, playing and chasing together, and slowly disappearing to the horizon.

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The two of you chased me, frolicking and wondering how long they were crazy, the grassland under your feet gradually disappeared, the soft soil became harder, and the tall hills slowly appeared in the sight of the two horses. .

"Mountains? Has the clan migrated so far to the southeast? We didn't run long. Gretinian Peninsula, but only the southernmost part of the sea, there are mountains and hills." Painhurs stopped his pace. , Panting lightly.

The lungs of a horse and horse occupies almost the entire chest cavity. The respiratory system is extremely developed. The sweat glands responsible for cooling are densely distributed throughout the body-this is an excellent heat dissipation function that only a few creatures such as humans and horses have. It is enough to maintain the fast running of the centaur for a long time.

"Yes, thirteen members of the Ma clan, although they have not gathered together, they have been moving to the southeast. The iron farm tools we looted are not enough to consume. The clan needs to get more from the iron-rich Kerch mountain area. Iron ore. Return to the Iron Age."

Christina was also a little tired, slowly adjusting her breathing. Staying in a tent for a month to recuperate, the physical fitness of Rouge Lie Ma also declined slightly. . "Wait, there is prey ahead!"

Painhurs followed the bloody chief's line of sight to the south, a few fawns. laid back

"I have not experienced the joy of archery for many years." Christina sighed with emotion, and even a drop of tears poured out of her bright red pupils, and her white fingers gently moved the crossbow string.

I saw a dark shadow, drawing a wild arc, tearing the moist air, making a series of frightening howling sounds in mid-air, and slammed on the deer's body! The earth trembles! Splashing a large patch of gray dust!

Don't get me wrong, it's impossible for the foot crossbow to cause such a terrifying effect—while Christina pulled the trigger, a sheep-sized boulder suddenly flew out of the low mountain range, under the dumbfounded gaze of the two. Accurately hit the center of the deer herd!

Painhurs looked to the south incredulously. I saw that one head was about twelve feet tall. The dark brown behemoth, striding with a terrifying step enough to make the earth tremble, waved a huge wooden stick with the thickness of two people, rushed down the hill aggressively, grabbed the huge rock with one hand, and will be crushed. The small deer stuck to the stone wall into meat pie was torn off, and swallowed wholeheartedly in his mouth.

A hill giant hunting alone?

No, that's not the point. The point is, this idiot with muscles in his head grabbed the prey of this chief? !

"Painhurs, the plan has changed. Let this lone hill giant be my first prey!" Christina looked around cautiously, and after confirming that there were no other hill giants nearby, her body immediately surged. Out of a wave of terrifying anger! She lifted an elegant horseshoe that changed from scarlet to pitch black, gently stepped on the pedal at the front end of the heavy crossbow, and bent down her waist which was gripping. With a hard effort with both arms, the thick crossbowstring was fully re-drawn.

"Easy to use is easy to use, but filling is too troublesome." Rouge Liema grumbled two times in dissatisfaction. Straighten up her slender and graceful body again. Two Chimera's front paws that droop from shoulders to chest are also swaying back and forth in her violent body movements. With soft palms, gently pats on the two towering snow. Above the peak, two groups of flesh-colored ripples that made blood swelling swelled.

"I will create an excellent target for you." It took Painhurs a long time to take his gaze away from the chief's moving body, like a subordinate who respects orders and a spoiled lover. Man. Helplessly shook his head.

The hill giant is just the hill giant, a behemoth with an IQ close to that of a beast.

The two centaurs simultaneously drew out the iron arrows from their waists, one left and the other right, carefully aiming at the dull eyes of the hill giant that were the size of a baby's head, and they attacked at the same time with a tacit understanding!

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Enjoy every hearty fight,

Drink every glass of wine brewed by the loving father,

Playing every song that shocks the soul,

Trafficking every soul worth deceiving.

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Chapter 73: You are mighty and majestic

One long and one short, one thin and the other thick, two sharp iron arrows whizzed through the air, and nailed them precisely on the eyeballs of the hill giant staring at the venison, bursting out two stern balls. Blood mist. The hill giant who lost his sight uttered a terrifying scream, waved the stone in his hand, and threw it in the direction of the sharp arrow!

Eight slender horses hoofs lightly tapped on the ground, and quickly jumped away to the sides, watching the huge boulder stained with deer blood, blasting a deep ravine in the grassland. Christina bent down and pulled the strings again, shooting a powerful crossbow, enjoying the fun of remote hunting.

Although many people and horses enjoy the pleasure of relying on natural brute force to kill enemies at close range, old Yinbi such as Curonia prefers the Parthian tactics that rely on speed and long-range weapons to keep flying kites-hiding From a distance, it was also a hearty experience to watch the enemy's desperate, helpless tangled face.

The hill giant, who was shot blind, was awkwardly chasing two horses and horses along the direction of the arrow shooting, striding to shake the world. However, the two constantly circled around the giant, firing alternately one after the other to induce the other to change direction. Slowly, more and more arrows were nailed to him! The strenuous exercise made his bruised body even more hot blood flowed out. In the end, he let out an unwilling cry, dragging the huge body that almost drained blood, like a mountain and river collapsed, and fell heavily to the ground!

"Painhurs, use your new spell to prevent the opponent from pretending to be dead."

"Okay." The pale white Ma silently felt the power of his own blood. An ethereal blue giant python slowly drilled out of the spine of his back, twisted and squirmed its terrifying and slender body, spreading its teeth and claws in the air.

Christina looked at the illusory python curiously-the end of the slender body was not the head of a snake, but a skeleton hand that described the withered and terrifying!

Second Ring Necromancer·Ghost Hand. He can use this ghost hand that can temporarily extend two hundred and ten feet to cast melee contact spells. Allow yourself to conduct long-range spell combat without Magnus.

The skeleton claws, like a layer of illusory mist, floated in midair out of thin air. It whirled, twisted, and flew close to the hill giant whose skin was white due to excessive blood loss, and five virtual white bones and sharp claws, suddenly bursting out five dark green poisonous gases exuding corruption, gently passing by. The neck of the monster.

Wherever the ghost poison claw touched, the fresh flesh and blood of the hill giant burst into flesh, and slowly rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a suffocating stench!

Second Ring Austrian Law·Ghoul's Touch. This spell can paralyze the enemy hit. At the same time, it decomposes and erodes the flesh and blood of the enemy's attack, producing an unpleasant and terrible stench that strikes the morale of everyone around him. After awakening these two second-ring spells, Painhurs, as a fifth-level warlock, had a considerable improvement in strength.

"It seems I'm worried." Christina frowned, pinching her nose and stepping back. By the way, another heavy crossbow bolt was shot at the head of the giant hill. Slowly walked in front of Painhurs.

"By the way, in the past two months, I probably understood your character. You are a warlock who doesn't want to be oppressed by others. Very proud of the warlock." Inside the endless sea of ​​grass. The rouge horse lightly draped Painhes's neck, and her graceful body exuding fiery warmth clings to Painhes' pale god-jun body.

"What if, instead of oppressing you as a chief, but as an equal, repeat what I said when we first met?"

"At that time, it was indeed your tough request that angered me. If it is an equal status, maybe - I will agree." The white horse stared at Christina's serious expression and said calmly. However, before he could react, a pair of soft jade arms suddenly embraced the back of his head, and two soft red lips kissed his lips deeply.

Painhurs widened his eyes in surprise, hesitated, and hugged Christina's slender body with his backhand, and slowly closed his eyes that were as dark as an abyss, indulging in this wonderful feeling.

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In the vast sea of ​​grass, two naked horses and horses hugged and kissed together. Chimera and deerskin have long been thrown on the grassland indiscriminately.

Painhurs gently caressed the soft carcass of the rouge horse. The big icy hand gently brushed the opponent's ivory-like smooth and delicate ice muscle and bones. Christina's graceful and seductive body shivered constantly under her palm, accurately expressing a desire to be loved. information. He felt that his six limbs and hundreds of skeletons were ignited by lust, his two hearts beating faster and faster, and his breathing rate became more and more disordered.

Looking at the rouge horse, sitting on the ground and with spring eyes, the pale white horse followed the instinctive instructions, walked slowly behind the lover, and gently bent down four slender and pale horse hooves. The cold and soft horse belly is attached to Christina, on top of the silky and smooth blood-colored coat. Accompanied by bursts of charming moans, the naked bodies of the two of them, at this moment, completely merged together.

Rouge Liema twisted his naked and weak waist gently, and looked at his partner proudly. The slender arms gently embraced the sturdy neck of the warlock.

Pain Hess, also stroking Christina's smooth and delicate back like mutton white jade

On the back, a peerless stunner with spring eyes in front of him. He put his arms into his warm chest. Feeling the wonderful touch brought by the squeezing of the two snow peaks, he lowered his head gently, and kissed her affectionately on the terrible scar on her chest.

The rouge horse lightly bit the earlobe of the white horse and whispered in his ear-but the white horse could not hear anything. He seemed to be returning to the fortress of Visilius, where a huge fire was burning. There, he wielded his two-handed axe and led the heavy armor into the crowd fearlessly! They sang an impassioned war hymn and kept cutting off the enemy's heads! Constantly tearing the front of the barbarians! The whole body was bathed with dripping blood, and he took his tribe with him, and launched a charge again and again! He penetrated the enemy's solid formation time and time again! Listening to the sweet wailing of the surrounding people, in the end, the barbarian army in front of you was completely destroyed!

Painhurs's brave and fearless attack also ignited the passion of the blood-rage chief. The rouge horse, who had just experienced personnel, was indulged in happiness. The white skin, as smooth and delicate as ivory, instantly turned into a charming scarlet face under the embrace of a pale white horse. The body surface temperature is also rising rapidly at an incredible speed, further stimulating the Warlock's senses, making the opponent's attack even more crazy!

In a trance, Christina seemed to have returned to her childhood. The clan camp completely fell under the endless attack of the orcs like a tide. The mother grabbed her young self and her sister, and placed them on her broad and stalwart horseback, leading the tribe, wielding a blood-stained spear and axe, shooting rounds to obscure the sky. The horror rain of arrows has focused on the enemy's largest and most terrifying war chief, and a bloody road to the enemy's leader is alive in the sea of ​​green skin! ! !

The young rouge horse tremblingly leaned on its mother's turbulent horseback. The petite body bumped, ups and downs along with the mother's vigorous pace. The terrible green tide sweeping across the sky and the earth like a stormy wave, constantly impact The line of defense of the blood rage clan. Let the mother's sturdy body bring herself up and down and swaying.

Chief Anna is like a light boat in the endless green waves like the sea, always at risk of destruction. The sharp axe mingled with the heavy hammers passed by her mother's side in bursts. She dodged the enemy's attacks vigorously, her gentle back bumped, tilted, galloped, stopped abruptly, and jumped up and flew high. In mid-air, sometimes he fell heavily, and fell into the bottom of the peak and valley. Raising her upper body occasionally, shaking her sturdy front hoofs, stomping on the orc's head fiercely! There were bursts of crazy trembling that was intense to the extreme! Amidst the intense shaking and dizziness, there is a lethal pleasure that is about to be liberated!

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I don't know how long it took, suddenly, scarlet blood, like a torrential rain, spilled over his body. Mother threw away the shattered shield in her left hand, raised an ugly head high, and screamed proudly to the sky! Let the shocking blood gurg down along the crack in the skull, dyeing the six limbs of the mother and daughter in red!

With the death of the war chief, the endless green tide collapsed. The Bloodfury clan once again defeated the invading enemy. The invincible mother, who threw away the war chief's head contemptuously, lifted herself affectionately from her back, and the tender body, whose bones were to be scattered, was gently placed in the warm mattress. . Chanting a moving ballad in a low voice. The blood-stained sturdy face showed a gentle smile to himself, coaxing himself in shock, panting heavily, slowly entering a sweet dreamland..············································································································

Christina felt an unprecedented fatigue. It's like a seaman who has returned from nine deaths in a fight against the wind and waves. It was like a long journey, exhausted, and the herders avoiding the white disaster, saw the endless green grass sea in the sky... But in the end it was fixed in her red pupils under Pain Hess long silver hair. , Watching his handsome face tenderly.

"From today, you are my person."

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"Really...exciting."

Among the evil gods carved on the inner wall of the crown, the only dark prince sculpture resembling a human form, shimmered with a soft pink light.

Chapter 74: Journey of the Covenant

The men and horses of the two clans looked at Christina and Painhess in surprise, with the head of a hill giant, slowly walking back to the clan camp, the pale white horse looked refreshed and triumphant. . The rouge horse, after being moisturized by the spring rain, exudes a seductive crimson charm, with spring eyes in his eyes, and even the horses' hoofs are floating on the road.

Looking at the strange two, some young foals showed doubts one after another. I don't know what happened. And more old horses nodded at the two of them knowingly, with a pair of smirk eyes, the shy and bloody chief wanted to take an axe and slash people.

"Wow, wow. I am here to wish the two chiefs an early child."

Ordinary people dare not speak clearly, but Abhuos, who is also the chief of the clan, is not afraid, and a humble smile blooms on his exquisite and handsome face. A pair of beautiful eyes also bend into the beautiful appearance of two emerald crescent moons.

"Thank you for your blessing, chief of the Withered Bones clan. By the way, as a man, why do you look like a woman?"

Pain Hess hugged the rouge horse, who was about to slash with an axe, and quickly changed the subject. Christina, who had just been through personnel, is now relatively weak, and she can barely hold her down.

"Ah-it's a long story." Looking at the bloody chief with blushing cheeks and even a touch of murderous intent, Abhuos accepted it as soon as he saw it. Inadvertently took out a delicate bronze mirror, took out a complete fish skeleton from his belt, and gently combed his exceptionally neat light blue hair.

The Withered Bones clan also learned from Painhurs, using fishbone and mane. A large number of convenient utensils for cleaning hair have been manufactured.

"My mother, the last chief of the Withered Bones clan, gave birth to two consecutive children, both males. At that time, the kingdom had just collapsed, and many ancient bad habits also restrained people with rigid brains. Of course, this also includes non-females. Become chief."

"So, her elder is in order to ensure that her blood is in power. I was raised as a girl and kept hiding until my successor. At that time, the clan had broken away from the ancient shackles, and the rice had matured. Everyone I also acquiesced in it. The last few old immortal opposition groups were also chopped off by my guards. This farce that has lasted for many years is considered to be over."

"I have deep sympathy for your past." Seeing the lover in his arms stopped struggling, the white horse also loosened his left arm slightly. "In other words, where is the so-called descendant of God's choice now? My chief's injury is also healed, and he can go to worship and officially sign the covenant."

"Well, in fact, Her Majesty's Jinlu clan is also constantly migrating. Half a month has passed. I don't know where her Jinlu clan is now."

Looking at the unbelievable eyes of the two in front of him, Abhuos gently stroked the giant sickle in his hand. The conversation turned.

"But... when you went out and applauded for Love, my scout also ran into the scout of the Jinlu clan-the noble chief, not far away from us, everyone is heading for the iron-rich Migrating to the Kerch Mountains, trying to control this area to increase armaments. She is probably southeast of us. Although you are the first group of clans to enter the peninsula, you have been delayed for too long in the middle of the peninsula because of the healing of the chieftain. .

"Very good. The chief will personally lead an elite team to meet with her in the early hours of tomorrow morning. Take a look at our Majesty the Queen." Rouge Liema let out a sigh of relief. Embracing the pale white horse affectionately, he slowly walked towards the broad chief's tent.

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"Peinhurs looked fondly like a baby, Christina fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. It seems that he has tossed her not lightly.

"Get off early, there is still a long way to go tomorrow."

The white horse stared at the sweet sleep of his lover, closed his eyes with a smile, and entered a state of meditation again.

Over the past few months, his strength can be regarded as leaps and bounds. The Tongtian Dam, which imprisoned its own bloodline power, has, with unremitting efforts, already has a long, hideous crack, countless dark red tides full of azure blue runes, flowing out along the cracks, like a huge wave. The crimson river, wrapped in incredible arcane power, surging inside his body.

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Name: Painhurs Level: Level (Level 6 Monster Level 5 Warlock)

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Centaur: extra 8 strength, 4 agility, 4 physique, 2 perception -2 intelligence (human soul does not reduce intelligence)

Strength: (6)

Agility: 20 (5)

Physique: 16 (3)

Intelligence: 12 (1)

Perception: 10 (0)

Charisma: 19 (4) (2 level up 2 witchcraft crown)

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Health: 54 (4D8 2D4 18)

Defense level: 17 (10 3 natural 5 agility adjustment value -1 large size), contact 14, flat-footed 15

First strike adjustment: 9 (5 agility adjustment value 4 proficient first strike)

Basic attack bonus: 6.

Horseshoe 5 attack, damage 1D6 6.

Long sword attack (6 basic attack, 6 power adjustment -1 size), damage 2D6 6, heavy hit 19-20/*2.

The compound longbow has 10 attacks (6 basic attacks, 5 agility adjustments-1 size), damages 2D6, 6 heavy blows*3, and has a range of 165 feet.

Grappling 16 (6 basic attacks 4 general size 6 power adjustments)

Speed: 65 feet

Racial Traits: Darkvision 60 feet. Immune toxins, paralysis, sleep state.

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Fortitude Save 5 (3 Constitution modifier, 1 Warlock, 1 Centaur)

Reflex save 10 (5 agility modifier, 1 warlock, 4 horses)

Will save 8 (0 Wisdom modifier 4 Warlock 4 Centaur)

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[Good at simple weapons] [good at military weapons] [short range shooting] [long range shooting] [precision shooting] [mobile shooting] [charge] [flying]

[Proficient in first strike]: First strike 4

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[Shenjun White Horse]: When making judgments about charm skills with horse-type intelligent creatures, additional strength adjustment values ​​are added.

[Bloodline Specialty·Planar Familiar]: When you are ready and capable of acquiring a new Familiar, you can choose a non-standard Familiar.

[Bloodline Specialty·Elementary Domination]: When the caster has enough level, without occupying the knowable spell slot, you can acquire additional monster summoning skills of 1~9 levels. (Learned [Level 1 Monster Summoning] [Level 2 Monster Summoning])

[Jadeite]: The wearer is immune to toxins, paralysis, and sleep.

[Super Magic Casting]: The wearer can perform super magic skills without occupying high-level spell slots. The number of uses per day is equal to the wearer's level (/). Super Magic Specialty: 1/9 (Emerald Jade: Spell setting.)

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Known spells

0 ring DC: 14. Frozen ray, communication, mage's hand, magic trick, detection magic, phantom sound. (Can be used 6 times a day)

1 ring DC: 15. Touch of the cold, defeat the enemy, mage armor, first-level monster summoning (can be used 7 times a day)

2 ring DC: 16. Ghost Hand, Ghoul Touch, Level 2 Monster Summoning (can be used 5 times per day)

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Chapter 75: You are a chief, and I am also a chief.

Early the next morning, the slaves respectfully presented the dry food and water bags that had been prepared. Under the leadership of Abhus, Christina took Painhus and her sister on a journey south.

"I have to say something in advance." A cynical chief withered bones, who rarely became serious, said very seriously. "Pale horse, your golden crown--is it the one made by Cyrus the Great?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Painhurs put the crown on the water basin. Speaking without looking back.

"For the sake of everyone grazing happily and looting for half a month, listen to my advice: find a piece of cloth to cover it. This thing is too hot for you." Abhuos shook his head.

"Others may not know it, but it was once a member of the nobles of the kingdom. You can recognize it at a glance-the golden crown was once used by Tomiris as the supreme crown to rule the people of the clans. It is passed on between the kings of the past! God's choice! Descendants have been looking for it. To enhance the legitimacy of their rule, if you are seen by her, the things you are looking for will be put on your head. The Archdruid will surely take this golden crown at any cost."

"So, if you don't want to present this magical wonder with a strong historical and cultural atmosphere to Chief Jinlu, then quickly find a piece of cloth to cover it."

"I'm very curious. You once said with a zealous look that you came on behalf of the descendants of God. Now, you don't want her to get the treasure she dreams of—friends, where are you standing."

After listening to Chief Withered Bone's explanation, Painhurs squinted his eyes, and his pupils were pitch-black like an abyss, staring at the opponent's face, which was more delicate than a girl.

"intermediate."

Abhors patted Painhurs on the shoulder and said sincerely. "Our family used to preside over the sacrificial activities of the kingdom. At the desperate moment of Eatgassam's collapse, the ancestors used their lives as a price in exchange for a prophecy: A pale horse will wear a crown of gold and lead everyone to rise again—— The color of the descendant of God's election is exactly the same as yours. I thought she was the prophetic man, so I decided to follow her."

"But—your coat is also white! And you wore a golden crown before her... How do you say, I don't want to provoke anyone, and I won't help anyone, and I don't want to see The fragmented people and all the tribes will re-conflict-dead bone sacrifices, only loyal to our gods. They will never participate in internal struggles for political rights."

Painhurs looked at him for a while, and finally nodded, and found a white ribbon wrapped around his forehead. Covered the golden crown.

Then, he picked up a white wolf skin attached to his skull and gently draped it on the top of his head. The upward bulging white bones perfectly covered the nine crowns of the witchcraft crown. The slender wolf kiss stretches forward like the brim of a hat.

"Let's go, my friend. Although I am not interested in ruling the centaur kingdom, I wear this crown very comfortable, and I don't have any thoughts of transferring it."

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I don't know how long they have been walking, the four chiefs of Withered Bones and the patrolling scout led by Jinlu came to their camp. The top of a stick made of pure gold was tied with brown leather. Use some kind of light yellow paint on it to make it look like a crown with nine spikes-that is the golden crown that I wear on my head! Snatch and fight all the way from Cyrus the Great, Tomiris King East Gothic, and goblins. The witchcraft crown thirsting for countless blood!

Painhurs tidyed up the wolf hat with a guilty conscience to make sure that the golden crown was tightly covered. The compatriots of the Jinlu clan seem to be very good at making gold jewelry. All horses and horses wear a certain amount of gold jewelry. There are very intricate patterns carved on it-it seems that the carvings on the gold coins of Bisudrus are all exquisite and beautiful.

At this time, a wealthy nomad head arrogantly walked past the four of them. He wore gold ornaments all over his body. The gold jewellery on his wrists, neck, earlobes, lower lip, and fingers swayed from side to side with his advancing steps, and lightly bumped together, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The golden-footed centaur looked at the four foreign horses and horses contemptuously, and muttered softly: "Anyone can be a chief these days. Look at their poor looks, they can't even wear a little gold jewelry. This look doesn't look like it. Our people are more like lowly slaves."

"Only luxurious and decadent nobles can be proud of wearing gold jewelry. For real warriors, gray iron is the most beautiful color in the world." Christina, who was irritated, immediately sneered. "What age is it, do you still maintain this old view?"

"you!"

The head of the nomad wearing gold jewellery all over, clenched the hilt of the knife around his waist in anger, his eyes flickered twice. In the end, I didn't dare to do it.

Damn it, they are two chiefs! Let's not say whether you can fight before, attacking the chief is itself a capital crime.

"Ah, Abhuos, you are back. Then, these few people in front of you are the leaders of the Bloodfury clan?"

Suddenly, a sweet and greasy voice came slowly from the big tent, and a horse and horse that was more dazzling than the sun slowly walked into the sight of everyone.

The whole body of the descendant of God's choice was covered by solid wooden armor painted in gold, only four black horseshoes and a pair of silver pupils that had experienced vicissitudes were exposed. Numerous flexible, tender green vines, in the inner layer of the dazzling wooden armor like the sun, are woven like a chain mail, and woven into a dense, dense blue net. Covers the joints that cannot be covered by the wooden armor.

Two slender and lush tree branches stretched out on both sides of her head, and along with countless green vines clinging to them, they turned into two huge, hideous antlers.

"The chieftain of the Withered Bones clan and the high priest of the kingdom, Abhuos, brought you back to the bloodrage clan, the warrior and respected chieftain! Under the gaze of the god of nature and unity, everyone will unite once again to rebuild our kingdom. ."

"Our people are really declining."

The chieftain, who was covered in gold and green, was exceptionally luxurious and beautiful, ignoring Abhuos' etiquette. Arrogantly walked in front of the three of them, and contemptuously beat and forgive the rouge horse that was like a lioness and was full of wild beauty.

"Anna's daughter? You can't even inherit her druid career. In the past, only female druids could become leaders. Look now, men and barbarians have become chiefs of the clan-- It's really sad." The descendants of God's Choice sighed slightly under the dissatisfied gaze of the three.

"Honorable Queen." Christina frowned, and also raised her smooth and delicate chin arrogantly. "I admit that I have no talent for casting spells. However, my strength is not lost to any caster! I can still use my shoulders to re-take the burden of leading the entire clan from the shoulders of my mother!"

Listening to this serious challenge to tradition, the Jinlu clan composed of the nobles of the Old Kingdom became furious. However, the descendants of God's Choice only stretched out a slender finger wrapped in tiny vines, and raised them. An invisible coercion that was as terrifying as the sky and the smashing waves instantly stunned all the people present! One by one, sweating in the chief's anger, he knelt down in a hurry.

"Well said, it's Anna's daughter."

Seeing the rouge horse standing proudly in his deterrence, Chief Jinlu nodded in admiration, and the contemptuous element in his tone suddenly became much less. "You said that you can use brute force to be competent for the position of chief, then please prove it to me. I will send an archdruid with you..."

"Proof? Why? You are a chief, and I am also a chief!!! Don't talk to me in such a superior tone." Christina interrupted the other party's words without fear, like a ruby-like bright and gorgeous blood Double pupils, staring at the silver eyes of Chief Golden Foot, a terrifying to the extreme killing aura, rising from her graceful and moving body!

The bloody murderous aura that was so strong that it almost turned into liquid filled every inch of nearby space. In terms of aura, it didn't lose a penny to the opponent!

"Why is every chief so rebellious?"

The descendants of God's Choice sighed sadly in their hearts. All the chiefs, except for Abhuos, who was like a grassy wall, showed great dissatisfaction and resistance to her temptation, and the leaders of the people who had a deep knowledge of rights. , No one is willing to succumb to others!

It seems that his plan to unify his tribe and rebuild the kingdom will take an extremely long time.

"Ha! Worthy of being the heroic chief who broke through the human fortress! Sorry, I tried it a little bit. I, the chief of the Jinlu clan, the daughter of prophecy, and the descendant of God Tolia, welcome you to join the new kingdom that I have formed." Very frustrated. But the Archdruid still showed a very proud look.

"Let's put it this way, after countless sleepless nights, I set up a new regime. Thirteen chiefs, everyone is a king! But every order among us has to go through Thirteen chiefs voted. As you said, every chief is equal. There is no distinction between high and low. Do you accept this proposal? Anna's daughter, Christina?"

"God's parliamentary government?!" Peinhes raised his eyebrows in surprise. Secretly looked at the chief golden shoe in front of him. This monster of slave society can actually think of this step?

Christina was not as familiar with Parliament as the pale white horse. She wondered in amazement about this brand new system that she had never heard of before, and after thinking hard, she readily agreed.

"Under the gaze of the god of nature and community. I, Anna's daughter: Christina, announce that the Bloodfury clan will return to Eatgassam."