Troll black market exit, dark air filled
The troll guarding the exit yawned and just opened the iron gate.
Clang
The pig-headed man carrying the basket didn't even look at it and just walked out. As soon as he stepped out of the iron gate, he fell directly into the black fog with a thud.
The fog was so thick that one could not see one’s hand in front of one’s face. Threads of black air were hanging down, and the pig-headed man’s body was quickly dragged into the fog.
Then there was a crunching sound of chewing in the air.
"ah-"
A goblin following the pig-headed man raised his head and saw the blood rain dripping down from the black fog.
It screamed in fear, fell to the ground, and struggled to crawl backwards.
The troll guarding the exit was so frightened that he slammed the iron door shut and ran hastily into the largest building in the black market to report the news.
"What happened?"
Listening to the noise at the exit, Alexander Covenas and the Elf Prince next to him looked at each other.
The Elf Prince grabbed a goat man who was running back from the exit in panic.
The orc with a goat's head and a human body and goat's hooves was grabbed by the hoof and turned around to curse
The Elf Prince raised the pistol in his hand and shot a half-orc with a horse's head and a human body beside him, piercing his heart.
The centaur covered his neck in pain, neighed, and fell to the ground with a thud.
The goat man wiped the blood that splashed on his face and glanced at the expressionless elf prince.
He trembled and said, "Someone outside has blocked the door to the black market with black magic. We, we can't get out!"
"Dark wizard?"
The Elf Prince glanced at Hellboy who was entangled with the giant ape by the neck in the distance, and then cast his gaze at Alexander.
"There are no dark wizards in the bureau!" Alexander Coventis shook his head at him.
"I'm not coming for you, maybe it's for the golden crown!"
The golden crown seemed to have touched the Elf Prince's reverse scale. He loosened his hand that was holding the goat man's hoof, pulled out the pistol that was stuck in the centaur's neck with a "swish", and twisted the pistol with both hands.
The mechanism rotated, and the pistol instantly stretched into a bright silver spear.
"I'll go check it out!"
Alexander Coventis glanced at the Elf Prince who was hurrying towards the exit, turned back to look at Hellboy who was hugging the giant ape, then turned around and squeezed into the crowd.
"What is this? Dark magic? Does anyone know?"
The iron gate was half open. Looking at the thick fog outside and the dark air hanging faintly in the fog, a group of orcs crowded at the door were talking.
A troll looked at several dark wizards wearing hooded cloaks in the crowd.
"Not the Dark Arts—"
A pale hand stretched out from under the cloak of a leading dark wizard, holding a crystal ball the size of a baby's fist.
A black energy wave changed inside the crystal ball.
Looking at the energy fluctuations in the transparent crystal ball, a hoarse voice came from under the cloak.
"There is no fluctuation of the power of the Lord of Dimensions, nor does it look like the advent of an evil god. This is not a dark wizard—"
"Is there any way to get out?"
"I can't get out. Just now, two Nagas refused to believe in evil and rushed out, but they were swept away by the black air—"
"Naga, a creature from the sea, how could it come to the Troll Black Market!"
"It's already this late, why are you still concerned about this? Think of a way to escape first!"
... ...
Amid the noise, the Elf Prince came to the iron gate holding his spear, looking at the black fog outside and the huge black shadow looming in the sky above the fog.
The Elf Prince thought for a moment, then stabbed and poked with his spear in his hand.
The goblin standing in front of him had his collar pierced through the back of his neck by his spear and was lifted into the black fog.
"ah!"
The goblin screamed, waved his hands and feet, and plunged into the black fog.
The moment he entered the black fog, his originally green face suddenly dimmed and his whole body turned deathly gray.
"thump!"
When the goblin fell to the ground, he was stiff and unable to move, and became a corpse.
The black fog is poisonous!
Several orcs standing in the front saw clearly that the goblins had come into contact with the black fog and retreated one after another.
For a moment, the people at the back were squeezed to the ground and cursed.
The Elf Prince leaned on his spear, staring at the goblin corpse in the black fog, while the people around him subconsciously moved away from him.
After all, no one wants to be thrown into this poisonous black fog.
Strands of black gas hung down from the sky, picked up the goblin's body, and pulled it up into the sky.
whoosh!
The elf prince was quick-witted and quick-handed. He picked up an iron hook with a rope from the side, waved his hand, and threw the iron hook, which hung on the shoulder blade of the goblin's corpse.
"pull!"
The black gas was still rising rapidly, carrying the goblin's body.
The Elf Prince threw a bundle of ropes connected to iron hooks to the tall and strong orcs and trolls in front of him.
He pointed the spear in his hand at them and gave the order!
These tall and strong minotaurs, lion-headed men, and trolls were all strong and powerful. They were all domineering and tyrannical in their own tribes, so they had never suffered such injustice.
A lion-headed man glared and was about to speak.
Phew!
The spear in the Elf Prince's hand pierced his throat directly!
Crash!
The people around them retreated instantly, leaving a large space between them.
"pull!"
The Elf Prince glanced at the rope that was whizzing out, raised his spear that was still dripping with blood, and pointed it at the bear man standing in front of him!
The burly black bear man shook his round little ears, grabbed the rope without saying a word, put it on his shoulder, and started to pull hard.
Buzz!
The bear man pulled the rope hard, and under his enormous brute force, the thumb-thick rope instantly tightened—
laugh!
Under the tremendous force, the iron claw directly tore the goblin's arm apart, and the entire goblin's limb was pulled out of the black fog.
Dong Dong Dong, the bear man was tricked and leaped forward a few steps, almost falling to the ground.
The green and bloody goblin remains smashed directly into the face of a troll.
The unfortunate troll was about to get angry when he turned around and met the pale, expressionless face of the Elf Prince.
"Not strong enough, I should tie it around my waist next time!"
The Elf Prince used his spear to pierce the goblin stump under the troll's feet, and looked at the wound torn by the iron claws, as if thinking about something.
He glanced around and everyone around him stepped back.
The dark races that dare to make a living in the troll black market are naturally not easy to deal with, but they cannot withstand Prince Nuada's reputation in the dark world.
Several hundred years ago, the Dark Elves won the war against humans, and the general who commanded the Dark Elves at that time was Prince Nuada.
He is brave and skilled in fighting, with extraordinary martial arts skills. Even after hundreds of years, his reputation is still widely spread in the dark world.
None of these dark creatures wanted to provoke the Elf Prince, and they also had their own little ideas in mind.
It would be great if the Elf Prince could use other people's lives to pave a way out.
Of course, the prerequisite is that you cannot be the unlucky person on this journey.
"I, I have a way!"
A green-skinned goblin who looked like a dwarf saw Prince Nuada fixing his eyes on him, and quickly took out a flying device from the pocket behind him.
He hurriedly explained: "This is a human drone. We can use it to check the situation outside!"
The goblin placed the drone on the ground as he explained, then took out a handle with a screen and started operating it.
Buzz! The drone's four propellers turned, and under the gaze of all the dark creatures, it flew out of the iron gate.
... ... ..
Four ghost bone banners turned into dozens of feet high, surrounding the four corners of the housing area.
The banner body, made of fine white bones, stretches out from the top of the white bone banner pole. The four sides of the banner body are all painted with pictures of ghosts and gods feasting.
On the white bone banner in the east, two ghosts, one black and one white, occupied most of the banner and sat at the head of the banquet.
A group of ghosts and gods, which were several circles smaller, surrounded the two serious black and white ghosts and gods, some holding wine glasses, some nodding obsequiously, looking like a picture of the officials.
If Frank were here, he would definitely find this bone banner familiar. The ghosts and gods painted on the banner vaguely resemble the one he brought to Mount Fuji.
At the banquet for ghosts and gods, what was placed on the long eucalyptus tree were not the three sacrificial animals of chicken, duck, fish and meat, but the struggling souls of the dead.
The white bone banner to the west was emitting black air, and on the banner there was also a picture of ghosts and gods feasting, but the dozens of ghosts and gods surrounding it were no longer the black and white ghosts.
A bull-headed demon and a horse-headed demon sit at the top seats. The bull-headed demon holds a bronze wine cup and a three-pronged steel fork rests behind him.
The horse-faced ghost next to it was also holding a wine cup, and standing behind it was a spear!
To the south is the white bone banner, and the two ghosts and gods sitting on the top are one with a leopard's tail and the other with a bird's beak!
There is a white bone banner in the due north, and the two ghosts sitting on the top are one with a fish-like head and gills, and the other has wings that look like a wasp!
Four bone banners several dozen meters high placed in downtown New York should be extremely eye-catching, but when viewed from outside the range covered by the four bone banners.
It's empty, there is no bone banner.
In the area covered by the white bone banner, black air hung down, sweeping away all living things in the area.
Kane moved a folding chair out of the RV. After Tang Song sat down, the tiger pacing in the alley lay down obediently beside his hand and let him stroke it.
Lai En made the cigar and handed it to Tang Song.
Boss Tang snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame floated at his fingertips, lighting the cigar.
Tang Song was smoking a cigar and stroking the big cat while looking at the four ghost bone banners showing off their power not far away.
The prototype of the Ghost Bone Banner is the Five Poison Bone Banner of Heshan Dao
This spell ranks thirty-seventh in the Heshan Sutra.
The original method was to use extremely strong poison to harm people.
The bones of these people contained poisonous smoke, and then these bones were used for sacrifice and refined into a long banner.
Just waving this long banner at someone can poison them on the spot, and they will turn into a pool of blood in a cup of tea, so it is also called the corpse-turning bone banner.
Tang Song's four ghost bone banners are the product of his magical modification of the methods of Heshan Dao and Huangquan Sect.
The founder of Huangquan Sect is said to be the King of the Netherworld in the Netherworld. The practice method of Huangquan Sect can borrow the power of ghosts and gods, and its magic also imitates the power of ancient ghosts and gods.
Just like these four ghost bone banners, their restrictions are to simulate eight of the ten ancient Yin generals, Black and White Impermanence, Ox Head, Horse Face, Leopard Tail, Bird Beak, Fish Gills, and Wasp!
It is said that if the Huangquan Sect's forbidden magic weapon can be nurtured to the stage of a true magic weapon, the spirit of the magic weapon will have one tenth of the power of the Ten Yin Marshals!
You should know that in the world of Yama, in the ancient heaven period, these ten Yin Marshals were all at the Pure Yang level of strength. Even if they were placed in the heaven, they could be called true immortals!
In the past three years of business, Boss Tang has done more than just train a group of armored corpses and skeleton monsters. Once these four ghost bone banners with twelve prohibitions are set up, he will be able to do whatever he wants.
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"Um?"
Tang Song was half lying on a recliner, smoking a cigar and petting a cat when a drone swayed and flew out from an iron gate not far away.
The smile on Boss Tang’s face suddenly froze!
... ... ... ...
Buzz—
The drone flew out of the iron gate, shuttled through the black fog, and kept flying upwards in the direction where the black air had just swept.
Soon, he passed through the black fog and came to the east in front of the ghost bone banner with the black and white impermanence painted on it.
The ghosts and gods who were feasting on the banner seemed to notice the flying iron creature.
A ghost god dressed as a military general sitting at the bottom stood up from behind the long chair where he was kneeling, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and pointed outside the banner towards the two huge ghost gods, one black and one white, sitting at the top.
The short and fat ghost dressed in black just glanced at the drone outside and waved slightly.
The general Ghost God clasped his fists, stood up, turned around and walked out of the hall.
In the drone video footage,
The Elf Prince watched helplessly as an undead ghost riding a tall warhorse and wearing fish-scale armor emerged from the white bone banner.
This ghost was riding on a horse, holding a long spear upside down in his hand.
The slightly unreal warhorse was stepping on black mist. The undead ghost general raised his spear and charged towards the drone with a courageous and domineering attitude.
laugh!
It was clearly just a single charge, but the Elf Prince could feel the momentum of a mighty army through the screen.
The sharp spear was pointed at the drone. Although it was clearly through the screen, the Elf Prince only felt that there was a spear stabbing at him on the screen. He tilted his head back—
The dwarf goblin looked at the gray screen of the drone handle with trembling hands.
With a plop, he fell headfirst to the ground!
"He was frightened to death!"
A dark wizard glanced at the goblin's body and frowned.
"Prince Nuada, what is outside?" The black wizard asked, looking at the elf prince who had just stood up after a cross-legged attempt.
Just now, when the goblin dwarf was operating the drone, due to the elf prince's spear, no one present, except him and the dead goblin, could see the pictures taken by the drone clearly.
Prince Nuada glanced at the cloaked black wizard. Even he didn't want to mess with these guys who dealt with the evil gods of the dimension.
"Is it something made of bones with spirits of the dead attached to them? Like the magic of a necromancer?"
"Necromancer? After the Middle Ages, there are only a handful of surviving Necromancers. I can't think of anyone other than Urnos who can use this kind of large-scale magic barrier!"
The dark wizard's voice was dull and hoarse as he expressed his own theory on the matter.
"You are slandering me behind my back! Little guy, if you don't apologize, I would be happy to collect your bones as a specimen!"
A hoarse voice similar to that of a black wizard came from behind the crowd, and many orcs and trolls looked back.
Four strong trolls were carrying a sedan chair similar to a stretcher and walking towards them.
Sitting on the stretcher was a huge body that looked like a mountain of flesh. From its head, one could vaguely see the shadow of a troll.
However, this obese body weighed at least a thousand pounds, and the ground seemed to shake with every step the four trolls carrying the sedan took.
The troll lying on the sedan twisted his body with great effort and talked to a dark wizard beside him.
The dark wizard walking beside the troll sedan was also wearing a one-piece hooded cloak, but he was holding a bone staff in his hand.
"Urnos?" The dark wizard in the crowd looked at the cloaked man holding the bone staff with fear, obviously recognizing his identity.
In addition to being amazed and fearful, this dark wizard seemed to have forgotten to conceal his identity and uttered a clear female voice.
Urnos looked at her with some surprise: "Witch, I didn't expect that witches still exist after the Middle Ages?"
"Which dimension's master do you believe in, little girl? These evil gods are not easy to deal with!"
Urnos laughed strangely, with two balls of ghostly fire flashing under his cloak, and stared at the witch in front of him.
The witch felt a chill run down her spine when Urnos looked at her, and she pulled her hood down.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Urnos. I don't mean to offend you. It's just that you are the most famous necromancer in the entire dark world, so when I saw the undead barrier outside, I thought of you!"
When Urnos saw the witch tactfully give in and apologize, he withdrew his gaze and looked outside the door.
... ... .
"Kate, Kate, I hear you, call for emergency assistance, call for emergency assistance—"
Abel, the murloc, squeezed among a group of orcs in the crowd and quietly used the communicator to report the situation of the troll black market to Kate in the New York branch.
Fortunately, the magic barrier in the Troll Black Market and the strange black fog outside cannot block the signal.
The fishman Abel looked nervously at the suddenly appearing Urnos, the undead wizard who was ranked in the top three on the Paranormal Defense Bureau's wanted list.
He felt a little uneasy standing there, and he secretly watched the situation of Urnos. The dark wizard was obviously attracted by the black fog outside the door.
He did not notice the small guy like Abel the murloc squeezed among the trolls.
“Squeak—”
Abel was trying to contact Kate urgently, but his communicator suddenly lost contact. Except for the rustling sound of electricity, no other sound came.
Outside the Troll Black Market, ten minutes ago,
With a gloomy face, Tang Song watched as a drone flew out from the troll black market, and even flew out of the range of the black fog transformed by the ghost bone banner.
The ugly expression on his face eased slightly until he saw an undead warrior in the bone banner shoot down a drone with one shot.
After all, the Yama world does not have this kind of technology. The bone banner only targets living things. It's normal, very normal—
Tang Song took a deep puff of his cigar and told himself silently.
"Red Queen, block all signals within 5 kilometers!"
"Amelia, go in and tell the people inside to hand over Alexander Corvinus!"
"Yes! Boss! The signal has been blocked!"
Red Queen's voice came from Tang Song's wrist, and a brand new mechanical watch was worn on his left wrist.
This mechanical-style watch is a microcomputer designed by a dozen programmers and computer experts from the Skynet Information Department of Tang Group.
Boss Tang is like carrying an artificial intelligence Red Queen with him. With the help of this microcomputer watch,
Red Queen can not only remotely control electronic signals and invade other people's computer equipment, but also block nearby signals.
Of course, Red Queen's main program is still in the main computer room of the Skynet Information Department. The microcomputer on Tang Song's watch is just a subsystem.
At his command, Red Queen immediately blocked all signals within a five-kilometer radius.
At the same time, a blood shadow separated from the shadow under his feet, turned into a blood light and sank into the black fog covered by the ghost bone banner.
... ... ..
Urnos held a white bone staff and pointed at the black fog outside the black market. From one end of the staff, a few pale white and dark green rays flew out from time to time...
But when these rays hit the black fog, they were like drop in the ocean, and the black fog didn't even change at all.
Seeing that his several rays of light were useless, Urnos waved his staff, and a skeleton holding a tattered cross sword appeared out of thin air in the troll black market.
Under the command of Urnos, the skeleton soldiers crossed the iron gate and headed towards the black fog area outside.
Crash!
As soon as the skeleton soldier holding the cross sword touched the black fog, its entire body instantly collapsed into a pile of bones.
Several black air descended, instantly rolling up the bones and submerging them into the black fog.
Eaten! Urnos looked at the foggy sky in shock. Just a moment ago, he felt that the evil spirit of the skeleton soldier he controlled was swallowed by some existence.
That feeling was just like the feeling he had when he first came into contact with the evil god of a dimension.
Could it be that someone is holding a sacrifice to the evil god here, wanting to use these people in the Troll Black Market as sacrifices to summon the dimensional evil god, but aren't they afraid of the wizards in the New York Temple
"Mr. Urnos, what do you think? Is there any solution?!"
The owner of the Troll Black Market, who was lying in the sedan chair, looked at Urnos who was standing there in a daze and couldn't help but ask urgently.