Yan Mo felt a killing intent.
It has to be said that because of Geer's friendly attitude at the beginning, he somewhat relaxed his vigilance, and he even planned to not play hard in this competition, and make an ending similar to a draw, so as to make friends with Gao Gangcheng.
But Gao Gangcheng played them like clowns.
Yan Mo can even imagine how proud the Gaogang people are now. The Jiuyuan people just rescued the chief of Heishui who they regarded as a traitor just like a slap in the face, and they quickly slapped the face back. Not only that, They also gained the upper hand, and seemed to be able to take over Jiuyuan and his party at any time.
Over there, Geer had entered an important stage of cursing. He threw Yuan Zhan's hair into a basin, which had already placed several weird things for him in advance.
Yuan Zhan's hair fell into the basin, it didn't float on the turbid liquid, nor did it sink, but stood upright.
Such a strange vision caused people with good eyesight to hang their necks and stare desperately in the stands.
More than ninety-nine percent of the spectators felt that Jiuyuan was doomed to lose this time. They just stood there without seeing the old priest of Jiuyuan, as if he couldn't even attack
Yuan Zhan could have broken Gohr's curse, but he didn't. This is a silent competition, and he knows very well that his lord priest will never want him to intervene halfway, and he doesn't mind giving his life to the other party.
Yan Mo has been watching Geer's spell casting process, and the red-browed Daha still wants to block his sight.
Geer pricked the tip of his finger with a bone needle and squeezed out a few drops of blood into the basin.
Yuan Zhan suddenly felt dizzy and subconsciously grabbed the people around him.
Yan Mo turned his head and supported him, "What's wrong? Sit down first, and I'll feel your pulse."
But before his finger touched the opponent's vein, he whispered in annoyance, quickly untied the phalanx necklace from his neck and hung it on Yuan Zhan's neck, and whispered to him: "The curse should be a mental attack, as long as the opponent It won't affect your mental body, and I don't think there will be any corresponding problems with your physical body."
Yuan Zhan didn't need Yan Moduo to say, he had already implemented the mental training method, trying to get rid of the mental discomfort and protect his mental body from attack.
Seeing that Yuan Zhan sat on the ground with a dazed expression, while the old priest had no other countermeasures except to take off a necklace and hang it around the other party's neck, Daha laughed triumphantly.
He laughed all the time, and even taunted: "Why, this is not enough? I think you should give up quickly, maybe our high priest will give you a way to survive because of your pity."
Neither Yan Mo nor Yuan Zhan responded.
Ding Fei and the others in the stands were anxious and angry. They believed in the abilities of their priests, but they couldn't help thinking: That is the high priest of the temple in the lower city of the Three Cities, and they still cast curses! Can their leaders and priests really win
Geer, who was casting a curse, added another thing to the basin. This time, the contents of the basin burst into flames.
Yuan Zhan closed his eyes and fell into Yan Mo's arms.
Geer looked up and smiled, but Daha also fell down before he smiled.
"Gudong!" Daha had no one to hug him, and his short and sturdy body lay down on the front, and the bony ground made a sound when he smashed it.
Geer's face changed slightly, and he quickly got up and walked towards Daha. He didn't even see when the Mo Wu moved his hand, and Daha obviously didn't feel it, so he just fell down.
But Geer was also rejoicing in his heart at the same time, glad that the time when Daha fell was just the time when he completed the curse. If Daha had fallen before, he would not be able to check him so quickly.
Geer walked in front of Daha in two steps, squatted down, and turned him over with force. The first thing he did was to sniff him.
Not breathing!
Geer didn't believe it, so he tried again, and waited longer this time.
Still not breathing!
Daha died so inexplicably!
Geer was unwilling to give up just like this, and immediately took out several things, including a bone puppet the size of a thumb. Then, without hesitation, he chopped off a part of Daha's little finger with a bone knife, opened the bone puppet's mouth, stuffed the little finger into it, and used a small basin to collect the blood from the severed finger, and then soaked the bone puppet in it.
While Geer was busy with all this, he took a sneak peek at the opposite side.
Just like Yan Mo had confidence in his ability, he also had great confidence in his curse power. Seeing Yuan Zhan collapsed with his eyes closed, he was sure in his heart that he would win.
The curse he cast before was not the curse of the beast god like Chief Blackwater. Although the curse was fatal, the focus was on punishment, which would delay the death of the cursed person for a while, but he gave Yuan Zhan just now. The curse cast can kill instantly.
He knew that the man was likely to be a high-level fighter not weaker than Daha. In order to achieve the effect of deterrence and to prevent the opponent from resisting at all, he not only tortured and killed ten slaves in advance, but when they were most painful, most sorrowful and most hated In the end, he even used his own blood to strengthen the effect of the curse - if he had Yuan Zhan's blood, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome, but he only had a few hairs from the other party.
Curse with your own blood, the effect can be greatly enhanced, but if the curse fails, the backlash will be very serious.
Geer doesn't think he's going to fail.
When Yan Mo saw Yuan Zhan fell, he first checked the other party's vitality. When he found that Yuan Zhan had just fallen into a coma and did not die immediately, he let out a breath in his heart.
Yuan Zhan's pulse was very strange, just like the vegetative patients he had come into contact with, but it was more powerful than their pulse.
But the bad thing was that Yuan Zhan's face was ugly. In more common terms, there was an obvious layer of death on his face, like a dying patient.
Yan Mo is a doctor and can see a doctor, but he can't lift the curse.
Previously, the beast god in Chief Blackwater cursed him to be diagnosed as rabies, but Yuan Zhan's current illness...is he considered brain dead
It would be great if I could take Yuan Zhan to the laboratory for a checkup, but unfortunately I can't.
Whether it's rabies or brain death, even if he has all the medical equipment and medicines around him, he still can't save people. The Faith Points were used to save Chief Blackwater last time, and it seems that this time we still need to rely on them.
But now there is a problem. If he wants to use his faith points, he must enter the spiritual world. The time is not long, but during that time he was completely defenseless. If someone wants to harm him and Yuan Zhan, the two of them have no resistance at all.
This person not only refers to the high priest Gao Gang who is in the bone house, but also some spectators outside the bone house.
Yan Mo rubbed his face. He really learned a lesson this time. The past period of time passed so smoothly that although he is not too complacent now, it is clear that his sense of vigilance and awe for the aboriginals of this world is not as high as before.
But this time's competition and predicament told him that he and Yuan Zhan are not omnipotent, and under the calculation of caring people, it is not very difficult to make them stumble or even fall to the point where they can't get up again.
Of course, if there is really no other way, he can also bring Yuan Zhan into the laboratory. But this is a situation where there is really no way. Once his evasion ability, which is similar to the last means of survival, is exposed, others will definitely take this into consideration when dealing with him in the future. Maybe those who just want to imprison him will also choose Kill him directly.
Also, he and Yuan Zhan hid in the laboratory, what about the four people outside
After much deliberation, Yan Mo decided to take a risk.
The people outside saw that the Jiuyuan old clan witch finally started to move, which meant that he also started to dig things out.
Yan Mo sprinkled a circle of powder around himself and Yuan Zhan, and placed a few arm-long strange stone sculptures on the inside edge of the powder. Finally, he took out the only disc that had no function among the four bone vessels, and sat down on his buttocks.
At this time, how much he wished that the bee guards could be by his side, but it was winter, and his bee guards needed to hibernate. He regretted not calling Jiu Feng back, and then he wanted to pretend to call Wu Guo out of the ground, but considering the consequences, he gave up the idea.
I hope that these things he took out can really act as a deterrent, and it won't take long, only about ten minutes.
The spectators outside were all guessing what kind of weapon Yan Mo took out, and they were especially interested in those strange stone carvings, thinking that those stone carvings might be the source of the old witch's power, or some kind of protective measure.
But Ding Fei Ding Ning looked a little weird after seeing those stone carvings.
Da Da didn't recognize that thing, and looked at Ding Fei.
Bing also asked the strange looking Ding Ning in a low voice: "What is that? Have you seen it before?"
Of course Ding Ning and Ding Fei have seen it, and in fact Da Da has seen it too, but they don't know what it is.
"Totem." Ding Ning spat out two words.
"What?" Bing had never heard these two words.
Ding Ning had no choice but to say it again.
Bing asked: "What's the use of this?"
Ding Ning looked at his younger brother Ding Fei.
Ding Fei scratched his head and said with certainty: "This is for protecting the tribe, I heard from the priest."
Bing looked slightly relaxed, "That's good."
There was worry in Ding Ning's eyes. He remembered that the priest asked the leader to carve out those stone carvings. The leader carved a bunch of stone carvings, and there are many stone carvings like this in front of the stone house in the grove, but the shapes of each have changed. Can such a stone carving really protect the priest
Of course, these stone carvings cannot protect their priests.
Yan Mo used these stone carvings purely for scaring purposes, otherwise he only sprinkled the powder, who knows what the effect will be
If it weren't for the conditions, he would like to make some sound and light effects, such as revolving lanterns or something. Now, just make do.
After finishing all this, Yan Mo didn't delay any longer, and sank into his spiritual world while holding Yuan Zhan and closing his eyes.
"Huh? Wait!" A person in the stands suddenly shouted: "Have you noticed that the Jiuyuan old clan witch didn't bring a package, so where did those stone carvings and discs come from?"
In fact, some people had discovered this problem before, but they didn't say it out. When this person yelled, people who didn't notice it before also noticed it, and everyone expressed surprise.
"Does this silent witch have the same space storage capacity as the snake-human race?"
"This Jiuyuan won't have the blood of the snake-human race?"
There are many guesses, but no one knows the correct answer.
Over there, Geer stuffed the thumb bone puppet that had undergone many complicated treatments into Daha's mouth, but this was not the end. He took out another thick bone needle, put on hemp thread, and began to sew up Daha's mouth.
Ding Fei outside watched and covered his mouth, Da Da rubbed his chin, and felt his mouth hurt.
Yan Mo, who had already entered the spiritual world, failed to see that scene. This time he did not enter the belief space through the pharmacy, but directly appeared on the lush grass where various plants grew together.
Yan Mo sat on the grass and looked down at his arms, Yuan Zhan came in with him!
However, Yuan Zhan's body was transparent, with only a rough outline.
But the Blackwater chief didn't come in with him last time, did he
Yan Mo couldn't figure this out, so he could only temporarily put it aside.
Holding the transparent Yuan Zhan with one hand, he touched the snowflakes in the sky with his free hand, and at the same time said his request: "I want to completely remove the curse on Yuan Zhan."
The snowflakes rolled and gathered into a ball like last time, but this time because Yan Mo had direct contact with Yuan Zhan, what the snowflakes gave was not a floating number, but a very exact "2000 points".
Yan Mo was upset that the faith points used this time were more than twice as much as the last time he saved Chief Blackwater!
If the result of this is not that the faith points are causing inflation, then the curse on Yuan Zhan is more difficult to solve and more powerful than the curse of the beast god.
Two thousand is two thousand, he will definitely make the faith points spent this time worthwhile!
The people outside saw that the old witch was holding his warrior and sat there motionless, while the High Priest Gao Gang finished the treatment and slowly stood up.
Ding Fei and Da Da stretched their bodies forward nervously. If Bing and Ding Ning were not calm enough to catch them in time, they might try to break through the barrier of the bone house.
"Then the Nine Plains Tribe is doomed." Someone said very relaxedly what he thought the result would be.
"It's not just losing, I think the high priest of Gaogang City seems to be here to kill the old man."
Inside the bone house.
Geer circled slowly around the circle of powder.
After a while, with a contemptuous smile on his face, he turned around and went to Daha who was still dead, took off his fur coat, and walked back to the medicine powder circle.
Geer threw Daha's overcoat on the ground and wiped off the powder on the ground with his feet.
Many people who saw it outside let out a surprised "ah".
"It turns out that the solution to this circle of medicine powder is so simple, I didn't expect it!"
"That's right, as expected of the High Priest of the Lower City Temple, he is really different from ordinary people."
"Those powders are useless, and the stone carvings didn't respond. The old man is dead."
"Who told them that they don't have eyes, and it's not good to save anyone, but they went to save Chief Blackwater."
"Who is Chief Blackwater? Why can't he be saved?"
"What? You don't know yet? Let me tell you, this Chief of Blackwater, he was originally from Gaogang City..."
Now, except for the four Jiuyuan people, almost everyone believed that Jiuyuan's clan witch and his warriors were dead.
Even the cloaked man in the control center shook his head and sighed, with a regretful and mocking smile on his face, "I thought it would surprise me, but I didn't expect it to be solved so easily, tsk. But the old man sat under his buttocks." The disc you are wearing seems interesting, Wei Ba, remember to get that disc for me later."
The person named Wei Ba hadn't replied yet, and there was a sudden uniform voice from the stands: "Hey—?!"
The cloaked man's eyes flashed brightly, and there was a slight sound of surprise in his mouth.
Just now, the High Priest of Gaogang City, who was wiping the powder on the ground with his feet on his leather coat, suddenly sat down on the ground!
Geer sat down on the ground and began to stuff things into his mouth.
But it didn't take long for his movements to become slower and stiffer, and after a while he couldn't move at all.
In the small black room, the man in the cloak tapped the back of his hand with his fingers, wondering if he should take the opportunity to clean it up together.
But when he turned his eyes to the stone sculpture that didn't seem to show any power, and then to the disc that Mo Wu sat under his buttocks, he hesitated.
He knew the ability and strength of the High Priest of Gaogang City very well. If he hadn't been afraid of the opponent's curse power, would he have indulged this lower city that disrespected the upper peak and reduced the tribute every year until now
But this High Priest Gao Gang, whom he feared, was brought down by an old witch from a tribe he had never heard of!
Seeing that Geer's solution was simple before, they all thought that Jiuyuan Mowu's defense was nothing more than that.
But now it was only a circle of powder that brought down High Priest Gao Gang, so what about the remaining stone carvings and discs
The cloaked man didn't dare to make a move now, at least he didn't plan to make a move until he saw the final result of the competition.
Yan Mo, who bought time for himself and Yuan Zhan, opened his eyes.
Not long after he opened his eyes, Yuan Zhan slowly sat up from his arms.
"I saw."
"What did you see?" Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, why did he tell him this as soon as he woke up.
Yuan Zhan did not continue to explain, he stretched out his hand to pull the old man Yan up from the ground, looked around the room and said, "Are we winning?"
Yan Mo put away the disc and stone carvings, without looking at Geer who was sitting on the ground and Daha who was lying on the ground, "Go, go and get our reward."
"Stop... stop!"
Yan Mo turned his head, a little surprised that High Priest Gao Gang could still speak.
"I, no, lost..." Geer tried to jump out word by word, his eyes slowly turned to Daha's direction.
Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan also looked at Daha.
Blood flowed from Geer's mouth, and he bit the tip of his tongue.
As soon as Geer bit the tip of his tongue, Daha's body shook violently!