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Chapter 81: The Fall of Giants (4)
More and more soldiers, farmers, herders, and even women and children rushed out of the gates of the city, turning into terrible, bloodthirsty werewolves in front of the giant hills! They are like a dark galaxy to the extreme, scouring the giant's ankles mightily. Inside the galaxy, thousands of scary and terrifying stars are shining!
The werewolves stuck to the hill giants like maggots, slowly tearing their sturdy flesh and blood, one after another giant monsters, bitten by the Gothic barbarians, their hamstrings were broken, just like the mountains and rivers collapsed, and they fell to the ground. The mixed werewolf let out a triumphant roar, wielded his sharp claws stained with dirt and blood, grinned with a deadly fang, frantically tore the giant's neck and face!
Looking at the werewolf army emerging from Diodosiya, and the tribesmen who were submerged and killed by the wolf sea under their feet, the hill giants gradually lost all their fighting spirit, and ran back to the mountainous areas to the north one by one, wailing.
At first, Gulagul gave out a terrifying roar, trying to use violence to drag the deserter back to continue fighting, but the pink light on his finger slowly dimmed-this time, he was exaggerated to the extreme. The reaction speed is exactly the same as other giants, unable to avoid another attack from the wolf tide!
The toes of the king of giants were instantly bitten by a black wolf and tore off the soles of the feet. Gulagul, whose feet were bloody, smashed the tiny beast with one foot, endured the severe pain, dragged a bloody stream, and left his compatriots struggling in the sea of wolves, and fled hurriedly. battlefield!
Seeing the enemy's defeat, the Eastern Goths were not in the mood to chase after them. They just wanted to protect their homeland. What's more, the meat of the hill giant tastes like chewing wax, and it is hard to die. It does not boil at all, does not turn into a wolf shape, or even chews, and has no hunting value.
What's more-most of the werewolves couldn't maintain their sanity at all. Seeing the giants ran away, they vented their creepy intent to kill on nearby cattle and sheep! Several werewolves who were barely able to maintain their sanity gathered together and confronted the beastized compatriots who had killed the red eye, and had no time to chase down the escaped enemy.
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"Okay, it's time for us to do it!" Seeing the remaining twenty-odd hill giants, screaming and collapsing to the north, Curonia skillfully drew out a cone-shaped iron arrow. It rested gently on the oak arch.
"Painhurs, we must kill these giants-they have all been bitten by lycanthropes. By the next full moon, they will become crazy, bloodthirsty beasts, and they will be in extra-large versions. Hazard and The beasts that humans have turned into are not a level at all."
"Understood. By the way...if we are scratched, will we also be infected with the veterinary virus?" the pale horse said nervously. "This is the first time I have seen such a strange monster."
"Don't worry, only when the infected person becomes a beast, the surface of the teeth and claws will breed dirty and profane plague bacteria." The knowledgeable predator leader said patiently. "Not to mention-that virus only works on humanoids and giants. Horses and humans are immune to it."
"That's good. Let's go! Leave one alone!" Painhurs solemnly looked to the south-this animalized virus is too terrifying. A whole city of old and weak women and children turned into crazy soldiers!
The hill giant, who had just escaped from the tiger's den, slammed into a cone-shaped arrow rain with a dense crowd of horses and horses, and his bruised body burst out again with scarlet blood sprays. The elite predators ordered the eagles hovering in the air to shrink a pair of black wings and swoop down fiercely inside the giant's eye sockets the size of a human head! Pecking at their poor brains!
However, the king of giants was too cunning. He straddled the wooden stick on his belt, covered his fragile face with his huge palm, and used the body of his compatriot as a shield, and rushed to the north. At this moment, his left hand Once again, a burst of pink illusory light flashed, and at a jaw-dropping speed, it rushed directly into the cave, avoiding the shooting perspective of the horses and men!
Hell, the predators lowered their compound longbows in anger. It's okay to hide in the cave, they are not the fearless lunatics who are good at close combat. In case, after entering the narrow cave, I had a face-to-face with the giant hill hidden around the corner...
"I, the giant of the hill, the king, demand, and you, the leader, fight, sacred, duel!!!"
Suddenly, a burst of crappy lingua franca came from inside the cave.
"If, I, win! You guys! Let me go! If! I! Lose! Leave it to you! Dispose of!"
"Leave him alone. Painhurs, we're blocking him here, slowly starving this guy to death." Looking at the eager white horse, the leader of the predator shook his head. "Or, run back and forth for two days and bring enough wood from the bloodrage camp to kill him in a fire."
"But we don't have time." The pale white horse sighed. Speaking resolutely.
"If you think about it, the lycanthrope can only be transformed successfully at the full moon. We have been in Crimea for 36 days. We have never seen a lycanthrope before. However, the last full moon was 20 days ago. Someone took advantage of this time and began to turn humans into such crazy beasts."
"and so?"
"We have been looting Gothic villages, but until today did we meet lycanthropes, thirty-six! Twenty! This short interval shows that the transformation of werewolves by humans has only just begun a few days. I am afraid there are only a few cities Will all be infected with the animalized plague. But...about ten days later, the world will usher in the second full moon night. The second wave of transformed werewolves will soon wake up! Every month , The strength of the Eastern Gothic Kingdom will increase by one point! The other Ma clan, maybe something has happened!"
The pale white horse frowned. Strode out of the bunker: "Come on! Giant, the acting chief of the Bloodfury clan, respond to your challenge!"
"boom!"
Gulagul was silent for a while, and after a few seconds, he walked out of the hidden cave with a limping foot and shaking. The dark yellow eyes exudes sparks of anger. Above the gold ring, the faint pink gemstone once again exudes a dazzling light. The twelve-foot-tall clumsy giant suddenly became extremely sensitive and stepped on the ground. The horrible pace of shaking hit Painhurs's eyes!
"The length of the arm and the stick are superimposed together! Do you want to use a stab attack to make up for the disadvantage of distance?"
Seeing the giant's right arm gripping the stick handle, it shrank back like a viper ready to go. Painhurs moved quickly to his left. A faintly blue giant python quietly stretched out from his shoulders, turning into the skull and claws of a python head, burning a dark green evil flame, like a spring. , Cleverly wrapped around a huge wooden stick that looked like a siege ram, dug out five dark green claw marks on the giant's right hand. The flesh and blood in the wound quickly rotted into a pile of disgusting rotten flesh, terrifying neurotoxin, so that the king of giants could not feel the existence of his right hand!
"Ghoulish Touch can only numb one of his hands?"
Pain Hess widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at the enemy with his left hand, broke his five fingers on his right hand alive, grabbed the wooden stick, and hit him again!
"boom!!!"
The opponent moved too quickly, the pale horse couldn't dodge it, so he pulled out the battle axe on his waist and barely blocked the heavy blow. The power he was proud of fell without surprise in front of the giant. In the wind, the two strong arms trembled slightly.
Super Magic Casting·Spell fixed hair!
The witchcraft crown gleamed with arcane light. The tip of the golden spear headed by the demon flashed a bright blue hockey puck, shooting a cold ray mixed with bone-chilling wind and sharp icy debris, but the giant was faster! He slammed his hand up and avoided this arcane attack directly!
Painhurs hurriedly jumped back, and while pulling away, he withdrew the ghost's hand, his pale face recovered some vitality. These ghostly ghost hands, which are as hideous as a giant python, are composed of their own life energy. Every time a ghost hand is created, it feels like a blood donation to the hospital, which can produce an obvious sense of weakness.
Fortunately, these life energy can be taken back into the body, otherwise I really dare not use this spell as death.
"Go to hell!!!"
Just as Painhurs moved away, most of the ghoul poison in the giant's right hand dissipated. Guragul shook his normal right palm and grabbed the huge wooden stick again with his right hand. The ugly head showed a hideous smile to the horses.
Just when Gulagul was about to pursue the pursuit, the pink light on the golden ring dimmed. Seeing this, he had to give up the pursuit. After it lights up again, it takes a big step forward and pushes the wooden stick in his hand at lightning speed. Sweep a terrifying arc!
Painhurs kicked the ground with four hoofs, and jumped into the high air for an instant, avoiding the opponent's sweep, but the huge arm that shone with pink light grabbed the human who was stagnant in the air and couldn't dodge. Body!
"Damn it!"
Gulagul and the pale white horse exclaimed at the same time. Painhes was surprised at the speed of the giant, while Gulagul was afraid of the weight of the horse! The tendons of his arm were instantly torn apart by the terrifying weight of the warlock! Crushed! The entire body on the left was dropped to the ground by the huge body that Painhurs had fallen down!
The density of bones and muscles of sagittarius is much higher than that of ordinary humans. Grab a one-ton object with one hand? Even the hill giant can't do it!
"It seems that only the witchcraft crown can fully carry the power of these stones. The jade that is immune to toxins is permanently effective! And the other party's pink gems flicker about every ten seconds, each time for ten seconds. During the flickering period. Inside, his attack and reaction speed are too terrifying, and he can only launch a counterattack in the gap!"
Watching the pink light plunge into darkness again. The pale white horse spit out blood, and his body was severely pinched by the giant's right hand, although not like an ordinary werewolf, he was directly pinched. But there are terrible cracks in the ribs.
Taking advantage of the dim light, the warlock created two twisted, hideous ghost hands in one breath, rushing out of his generous back! They twisted, rotated, and danced in the air, easily bypassing the giant's heavy and heavy body again, entwining terrifying negative energy, and rushing directly into the giant's nostrils, right and left! Trying to send the blue smoke that represents death into his brain!
"Roar!!!"
Guragul threw the pale white horse into the distance fiercely-however, after a series of overloaded activities, his left hand was broken, and he stomped softly on his waist. After reaching the limit distance, the ghost hand had to withdraw from the giant's nostrils regrettably. Accompanied by his master, fly into the distance together.
With his slender and strong horseshoes, Painhurs drew four deep gullies on the mountain, and barely stood firm, red blood flowing slowly down his lips. The damn giant on the opposite side, once again holding a wooden stick the size of a battering hammer, took a terrifying step of shaking the mountain and rushed towards him fiercely!
Damn it! The beautiful pink light shimmered again!
Chapter 82 : The Soul of Youfen
"Wow!!!"
Suddenly, more than fifty sharp feather arrows gleaming with cold light whizzed past Painhurst's head, and behind them were hundreds of black eagles densely packed to cover the sky!
The elite predators, led by Curonia, brazenly joined the duel. After summoning more natural allies, they circled back to the wings of the King of Giants, and made a terrifying hoof sound like a thunder drum. While accumulating, shoot rounds of conical arrows for sundering armor!
Gulagul had to stop the momentum of his charge. Accompanied by the horrifying whistling sound, endless arrows exploded sorrowful blood blossoms on him. Along with the black feathers falling all over the sky, the brave and mighty eagle is also frantically scratching and pecking at the dirty flesh and blood of the giant!
No matter how fast and strange his actions were, he couldn't stop such a dense attack!
At this moment, the pink light on the gold ring dimmed once again.
The pale white horse seized this opportunity. He quickly avoided the terror, but the clumsy wooden stick bombardment, the sharp axe blade, accurately slashed on Gula Gul's wrist, deeply embedded in his hard flesh and blood. , Accurately cut off the giant's hand muscles!
The huge wooden stick also fell to the ground from his weak palm.
"Magnus! I abolished his hands!"
The pale white horse directly gave up the battle axe that was difficult to pull out of the giant's flesh and blood, and instead drew out the Roman dagger on the waist, letting it be entwined with a dark green flame full of decadent aura!
Magnus, who heard the warlock shout loudly and understood that the other party had no threat, also revealed the prototype from the air, one left and one right, tacitly attacking the legs of the giant king!
"Cheating! Unfair!!!" Gulagul let out an unwilling anger, the devil's paralyzing neurotoxin rushed into its huge left leg, and his right ankle was scratched by a wide blade. A terrifying crack appeared, and the bloody wound was decayed into a pile of rotten meat at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The king of giants who were injured on his limbs and stood unstable, carrying a series of unbearable curses, collapsed like a mountain!
"Yes, yes, I'm despicable" Hearing that when he died, the king of giants, the leader of the predators, who was still scolding, arrogantly stepped on the huge chest of Gulagul. "However, the noble and great king of giants fell under the feet of despicable men."
"Stop taunting the dying person, hurry up and end this matter." The pale white horse drew out his two-handed battle axe that had thirsty for the blood of the giant, and he was somewhat unwilling to interrupt his duel by Kuronia. Yue. However, the other party was to save him. The acting chief is not good to say anything.
"Painhurs, I have to discuss one thing with you. Maybe it's because you have lived in the wild since you were a child and haven't been influenced by our culture." Curonia, who sees every movement of the white horse, is clear. Withdrawing the compound longbow in his hand, a group of vigorous natural energy was wrapped around his right hand, slowly healing the wounds of the acting chief.
"So, you are a bit like a green skin with muscles in your head, or an elf full of arrogance and heroism. You are very keen on this meaningless single-handed behavior.
But... this kind of noble game is just like playing among the compatriots. There is no need to observe any moral agreement with the enemy! As long as you live to win, you can twist the process at will, brother. "
"Perhaps you are right."
Painhes, who endured the terrible pain caused by the broken ribs, nodded silently. He took out an iron arrow and pried the pink gem from the gold ring vigorously-looking at the beautiful pink jade, the endless joy immediately dispelled the frustration in his heart.
The patterns represented by the nine holes have long been remembered by the pale white horse. The heavy armored mage of emerald jade is second to last on the right side of the crown, while the totem of this pink gemstone double dagger assassin is the first to last to the left of the gold crown.
With excitement, the equestrian warlock took apart the turban that concealed the crown, and slowly moved the gemstone to the left side. A golden electric current immediately gushed from the depression of the devil's shield!
At the same time, the pink gemstone also shoots a pink electric current, and the two are entangled together to form an incredibly powerful attraction, which instantly pulls it back into the crown!
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[Witchcraft Crown](Incomplete 2/9)
Wearer 3 charms (1 crown and 2 gems)
[Super Magic Casting]: The wearer can use super magic skills without occupying high-level spell slots, and the number of uses per day is equal to the wearer's level (/). Can use super magic skills: 2/9 (spell fixed, spell instant)
[Jadeite]: The wearer is immune to toxins, paralysis, and sleep. The wearer is allowed to use [Spell fixed hair].
[Night Powder Soul]: The wearer has 6 first strikes and 6 reflexes, allowing the wearer to use [spell instant]
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Chapter 83 : The New Servant
Ferrol wailed and curled up in the corner of the cave. His poorly small head, he can't remember, he hasn't eaten for a few days.
He is unfortunate. Even by the standards of the hill giant, Ferrol was extremely ugly from birth, and was even thinner than ordinary giants. Therefore, he was ridiculed and humiliated by his people.
He is lucky again. Because of his inherent weakness, Gulagul never included him in the hunting team. Instead, he nestled in the cave, taking care of the chores with the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.
"Guru!"
Ferrol tried to rely on dark sleepiness to extinguish the endless hunger burning in his belly. However, more than sixty hill giants, with their dirty and shriveled belly, rushed to make a series of deafening thunder!
Accompanied by more than fifty wounded people, this one after another mournful wailing, mixed into a sad to the extreme death sorrow, lingering inside the cave, unable to dissipate for a long time, so that the emotions of the giants, reduced to the lowest point in history.
In the midst of this mourning, outside the cave, there seemed to be a noisy sound of horseshoes, reawakening the great fear in the wounded's heart.
At this moment, the hill giant who broke his arm and acted as a sentry rushed back into the cave in a panic, screaming in terror! Drag the wounded from the nightmare into a more terrifying real world!
"Man and horse! People and horse! Coming!!!"
"Don't, be afraid! Prepare, fight!" In the panic and wailing, Gulagul's largest wife jumped out with seven or eight huge, ugly, female giants who can't distinguish gender from her face. . They waved a huge wooden stick to boost the morale of everyone.
"No, be afraid! Chief, and, everyone, come back soon! And, bring, food!!!"
"We, just use, hold on, a little! Time!!!"
"Giant! King! Long live!!!"
"Roar!!!"
Hearing her assurance, more than a dozen fragile giants who took care of the wounded rekindled their fighting spirit. They clutched their hungry abdomen, hid in funny ambush on both sides of the hole, and lifted the sticks in their hands high and tried to smash them. Living creatures breaking into the cave.
"You guys! A few! Ready! Throwing stones!"
Gulagul's wives forcibly wounded several legs, but the giant with the other parts of the body intact pulled to the door, stuffed some stones into their hands, and prepared to use dense slings to hit the enemy head-on!
"The leader, will bring, the army, come back!"
Just when the giant women were madly cheering everyone on, a huge sphere covered with blood and dust rolled into the cave. Under everyone's unpredictable gaze, it rolled slowly, and finally stopped. In the middle of the cave, a pair of deadly miserable eyes are reflected in the pupils of the giants!
"Karal! My! Child!" An old giant screamed. Under the double blow of spirit and sex, the old giant rolled his eyes and passed out in a daze!
"Damn it! Karaal, hunting, why, dead?"
"Gulu! Gulu!"
Not waiting for the hill giants to use their brains that are only better than the beasts to figure out this problem. One after another huge heads stained with blood were thrown into the dark cave by the horses and horses, causing the giants to cry and scream more desperately and horribly!
At this moment, even the stupid giants understood that their last reinforcements and hopes had already vanished into illusory bubbles! The giant ambushing on both sides of the cave threw down the club in despair, and the wounded who was responsible for throwing the stone collapsed to the ground, quietly waiting for his death.
Anyway, it's all dead, a large group of old, weak, sick and disabled, instead of staying in the cave and being overwhelmed by endless hunger, it's better to have a good time!
Magnus hid his blood-colored body and flew into the cave quietly. After confirming that a room of hungry disabled women and children had almost no will to resist, he issued a signal and asked him to be dressed in Chimera skins. Inhes and the predators gathered around the bloody chieftain in the center, arrogantly walking into the cave. Behind them were one hundred and fifty steeds full of food.
"Hill giants! Your leader has died!" Christina said proudly. The two predators struggled to lift up a crossbar. In the middle of the crossbar, a thick rope was tied. The other end of the rope crossed his bloody eye sockets, hanging Gulagul's blood dripping head in the air!
"Surrender or death?! Are you trying to avenge the king, just like that fool, stepping into the kingdom of death meaninglessly?" Rouge Lima pulled out a piece of fat jerky from the horse's back and looked at the more than sixty giants with eyesight. Under the gaze, he threw arrogantly into the dust.
"Or, kneel at my feet? Swear allegiance to me? The benevolent and bloody chief, Christina, will heal your wounds and give you endless food!"
"Gura Gul!"
The giant women let out a scream and held up the club in their hands, preparing to avenge their lover. However, the thin Feiluor quietly appeared from the shadows, waving a thin wooden stick, and hitting the back of her head fiercely, making a loud and earth-shattering noise! ! !
Seeing the compatriot who was collapsing in a pool of blood and twitching constantly, Ferrol panted heavily, raised his knee fiercely, and folded the wooden stick in his hand in two!
"Of course, yes, allegiance to you, ah!!!"
"Hahaha! The hill giant is really funny!" Seeing Ferrol's extremely funny betrayal, the men and women burst into laughter, and threw the meat slices in their hands to Ferrol's mouth, looking at him like a dog. Chewing on the dusty meat!
And smelling the tempting aroma of smoked barbecue slices, hearing the chewing sound that made the index finger move, one by one hungry and thin hill giants, scrambling to drag their disabled bodies, knelt down on Christy religiously for food. In front of Na!
Chapter Eighty Four : Wolves Flurry
Kerch Mountains. Tiefeng Fort
"Alan-nure God's chosen descendant!!!"
Hundreds of golden horses and horses wearing tough leather armor and holding compound longbows, under the cover of some compatriots holding large shields, struggled to climb the steep slopes. The warm and soft morning light spread on their horrible half-man and half-horse bodies, reflecting countless brilliant and brilliant golden rays.
"shooting!!!"
Seeing that the troops were close enough to the city wall of Tiefeng Fort, the chieftain and the Gothic nobles roared in two completely different languages!
Suddenly, the soldiers of the two races hiding behind the battlements and shield walls neatly slashed away the flexible bowstrings in their hands. Accompanied by the thunderous and deafening sound of the strings, they shot out round after round, like a swarm of locusts. Sharp feather arrows!
The dark rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun, like two terrifying to the extreme stormy waves, they screamed, danced, and screamed and hit the stone battlements and wooden shields! Play a sonorous music that only belongs to war!
"move forward!!!"
The chosen descendants hide behind a shield wall made up of hundreds of soldiers. Gloomy directs the course of the war. She tried to single-handedly lay down this barbarian fortress with a lot of iron ore, just to show the power of her clan! Deter the other twelve centaur chiefs!
However, after five full days, Toria still failed to take down the fortress, and the scouts had wrong information-in the city, it was not the old and weak women, children and miners and slaves, but the endless bloodthirsty werewolves!
Of course, the scout who provided her with misinformation, was cut off by the angry chief, grabbing the bloody head, and slamming it on the tip of the spear, making the scout covered with a layer of death. With empty eyes, staring at the direction of the fortress where his mission failed.
"It's now! Attack!"
Seeing that the clan had already climbed the hillside, Chief Jinlu roared loudly!
Twelve from the inside out, draped in the skins of lions and tigers, which are large enough to envelop the whole body of the horses and the special chain armor, with a large number of pieces of Persian scale armor outside, holding up a large bread and iron shield to cover Behind his head. He rushed out of the shield wall under the cover of the rain of arrows, and rushed towards the city gate slowly, but very fiercely!
"Set fire to the monsters armed to the teeth!"
The Gothic nobles roared hard. The archers lowered the wooden bows in their hands, and once again shot out a round of dense arrows. Several barbarian soldiers also threw out the throwing axes and javelins in their hands, causing them to scream and tear the air, wrapping the iron shield in the horses. , And on the cast iron armor piece, hit, sputtering out a dazzling red spark, which can't stop the opponent's progress at all!
Finally, the slow-moving but terrifyingly defensive costumed centaurs rushed to the huge gate. They didn't draw out the golden weapon that they wore on their waists. Instead, they rounded up their big fists wearing leather gloves and scaly armguards, and slammed into the wooden city gate!
Wait, the index finger of the right hand of these twelve people are all wearing a beautiful goat head ring made of bronze!
The Jinlu clan inherited the treasure house of the ancient kingdom. The descendants of various nobles also have a large number of treasures accumulated over generations. Their combat effectiveness may not be the strongest. But when it comes to wealth and well-equipped equipment, no one can match it.
"boom!!!"
After a terrible and deafening noise, the tattered oak city gate, like a thin piece of white paper, was easily pierced by the battering hammer ring for the fifth time! The shock of horror, wrapped in sharp sawdust, swept across the corridor of the city wall!
"Alan-nure God's chosen descendant!!!"
Seeing the ruined city gate collapsed in the ruins once again, the golden-footed men and horses slammed their spirits, once again shouted the chief's name, waved the spear and sword inlaid with gold and silver in his hands, and launched a charge!
"Long live Horus!!!"
The Gothic barbarians, who were unable to guard the city gate, learned from the Romans and set their defense at the exit behind the tunnel. One by one, they turned into terrible werewolves with fangs and claws, burning with countless pairs of scarlet eyes. Killed the horrible half-man and half-horse! Every monster that has just rushed out of the tunnel will be flanked by the front, left and right sides at the same time!
"Hey!"
The endless werewolves, like the tide, submerged the costumed men and horses. A giant mixed wolf leaped high and landed heavily on the back of the horse. The fluffy wolf claws grabbed the enemy's shoulders and tried to bite. Drop the opponent's throat--but, with his sharp fangs and claws, he couldn't tear the terrible triple armor!
The ferocious werewolf who lost his reason, but was full of hunting instincts, subconsciously dived, crossed the hooves and horseshoes, like a steel curtain protecting the chain armor of the horses and horses, and got into their four hooves!
The belly of the sagittarius is not protected by steel armor!
"Roar!!!"
See the sturdy and plump belly of the soldier in the golden shoe. The werewolf let out a roar of joy, sharp dewclaws, quickly tore a huge rift in the enemy's abdomen! And bathed in a torrential rain of hot blood, he pushed his slender wolf kiss into the depths of the rift, and greedily swallowed the enemy's internal organs amidst the wailing of the golden-footed centaur!
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"Dear Chief! Letter from the Bloodfury Clan!"
Just as the war was in full swing, and the sound of fighting went straight into the sky, a slightly thin but extremely fast man and horse hurriedly came to the descendants of God's Choice.
He respectfully bent down four horseshoes and fell to his knees. Facing the earth and holding his hands up, humblely presented a parchment scroll with a totem of the bloodrage clan.
"It's about the werewolf again." Toria took apart the string impatiently, spread out the rolled sheepskin, and read the contents carefully. And on her emerald green belt of vines, there were nearly two identical reports.
"Howl of the wind, when the Stormpike clan was in an ambush, they witnessed those human reinforcements turned into terrifying werewolves, causing them to suffer a lot of unnecessary casualties. Bloodfury saw another desecrated city full of lycanthropes... hell! Come on, Skerrit, what happened here!!!"
PS: Basic defense 10, natural defense 3, agility 2, animal skin 2, centaur full-body chain mail 6, Persian scale armor 5, helmet 2, iron tower shield +4, large size -1. What is the defensive level of these armed soldiers.
(As long as you can bear the weight, you can wear multiple pieces of armor at the same time, and the positive and negative effects of the armor will be superimposed at the same time. Otherwise, in this era without plate armor, it will be too unfriendly to the fighters.)
Chapter 85: The Broken Contract
Just when the Jinlu clan and the Gothic werewolves were fighting each other inextricably, the Bloodfury clan was also exhausted in order to solve the various problems of the 57-headed hill giants. Ferrol, who originally lived at the bottom, was praised by Christina for that stabbing and words of allegiance. With the support of the people and horses, he quickly took over the six huge and dull giant wives of Gulagul, and became the new puppet king inside the cave.
"First, kneel down before you can eat!"
Ferrol arrogantly enjoyed the service of Gulagul's widows. With his thin right arm, he rubbed a slender and sharp wooden stake, and arrogantly scolded the remaining giants. The spikes of the wooden stake pierced through the ugly heads of the six hill giants, like a string of bloody candied haws-originally, there were only Gulagul and the ugly heads of his elder wife. However, in the past few days, under the restoration and healing of the druid's healing magic, the restored giant is a little bit ready to move.
As a result, on the new king's scepter, there were four more panic-stricken heads.
Looking at the blood-stained head of the same robe on the wooden stake, more than fifty tall and burly hill giants clenched his fists, his pupils spit out endless angry flames!
Seeing the more irritable compatriots, Ferrol raised the scepter high. The fox roared in a fake tiger: "To me! Kneel down! Talent! Eat! Don't you want to be, seventh, head???"
Looking at the blood-colored wooden piles with six heads piled on top of each other, the hill giants seemed to be poured with cold water. The humiliation and anger in his eyes were gradually replaced by endless fear. The six-headed giantess hurriedly beat some special huge leather drums, making a thunderous sound like a horseshoe! This terrifying sound completely destroyed the fighting spirit of the hill giant! A behemoth bends its body slowly, kneels at the feet of the new king of giants, humblely asking for today's food.
Although it is a bit shameful... But since I became a man and a horse, I always have food to eat every day.
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"Huh-yes, it should be stabilized." Painhurs, who was monitoring the movement of the giant hill from a distance, let out a long sigh of relief.
Supporting a thin giant at the bottom of society as the leader of these slaves can be said to have many benefits. Ferrol was originally humiliated because of being thin and weak, and he had no affection for his tribe. On the contrary, he was grateful for the people who changed his fate, making him more willing to squeeze the interests of the tribe, and become the blood rage clan.
And the most important thing is that this thin and dull puppet king has no abilities. If there is no food and strength support from the Bloodfury clan, that waste is nothing.
"Acting Chief! Acting Chief!"
Suddenly, a few panic shouts awakened Painhurs from his contemplation, and a druid came galloping from the other side of the camp. His countless slender vines are like a gloomy python, tightly wrapped around a small red thing.
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"The cell was invaded by the enemy! But no loss, the enemy has been captured by me." The druid ran to the acting chief in a swift smoke, commanding the flexible vines, and the scarlet creatures that bound the dead in the green vines. Handed it to the pale white horse's eyes.
A small and exquisite blood-colored body, huge soft bat wings, sharp fangs and claws, and a terrifying scorpion-shaped long tail.
Little devil?
"At the beginning, this kid pretended to be Magnus and almost blinded me. But, I turned around and thought, didn't he follow you to watch the giant?" The Druid said with lingering fear. "So, I hurriedly grabbed him and came to see you."
"Huh? There is a little devil who knows my name and pretends to be me?" Magnus, who collapsed on the horse's left shoulder and chewed on cheese, lazily straightened up his scarlet body, widened his eyes curiously, carefully Looking at the tightly-strangled little devil bound by the five-flowered green vines, he made a sound of enlightenment.
"That's it, that's it! Pale horse, let me introduce to you, this little devil is named Pheros, and Heniwell's favorite!
I have always been weird. The little elf girl was betrayed by the officer, abandoned by the army, and left home for thousands of miles. Fall into the hands of an alien! After she fell into such a huge despair, why did she still refuse to give in to you? "
Magnus flapped a pair of huge fleshy wings, sitting tightly on the left shoulder of his throne, Painhurs, and smiled brightly at his fellow devil robe.
"It turns out that she still holds the last illusory hope in her heart. As long as the contract with the familiar is not severed, it is still possible for reinforcements to come to this place to save her."
"There are no reinforcements! All the legions that can be mobilized in the Eastern Roman Empire are assembled in the Fertile Crescent Moon. Those half-devil bastards and green-skinned orcs even burned the flames of war into the Egyptian homeland of the drow! No reinforcements!" Philos viciously bit off the green vine that bound his mouth, twisting his body uncomfortably.
"Can't you kill Herniwell with a single knife? Have to be locked up as a slave and raised? If she doesn't die, the pet contract will bind my soul forever! Let me do nothing! I would have known it long ago Don't sign a contract with that silly girl! First, the bear goblin and the centaur...change hands repeatedly like goods. To me, she is already a cumbersome!"
The little devil became more and more angry: "You made me run from a civilized city to this poor country again! Let's talk about a deal, pale horse! Magical wonders? Arcane knowledge? Or a girl a hundred times more beautiful than her? What am I going to do to let you kill that dark-skinned elf? Let me regain my freedom from the contract?"
"Ah, you are my slave's slave."
Painhurs raised his eyebrows. While talking to Philos, he took out a long copper wire from his backpack. Let a gust of breeze, wrapped in an extremely small sound, float to Magnus's ears, shocked his whole body, revealing an incredible expression!
After three seconds of contemplation, Magnus gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.
"Very well, let go of Philos." The acting chief said lightly. Looking at the red-skinned devil with red seals all over his body, he spoke softly. "As long as you pay me enough chips, I can let you kill my slave and redeem your precious freedom, my slave's slave."
"Praise the Lord of the Nine Hells! He calls Herniwell a slave. It seems that the two have no friendship. This transaction can be done! I am afraid that the black-skinned lady will turn these monster fans over, and I am not willing to let it go. Walking and reluctant to kill--I don't have the ability to take her out of prison, and the stealth assassination plan has also failed, but I definitely don't want to accompany her and stay in this horrible place for a lifetime!" Philos sighed inwardly.
PS: Sorry... There is no time to go out to play on eleventh. The double-shift mode is restored on the 4th (flag is raised high)