The second-grade primary werewolf sub-god was the first to notice Louis' sneak attack.
He turned around angrily, drew his scimitar, and rushed forward.
The blade light broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
Louis sneered, and the navy blue sword light fell down fiercely.
Clang—
The secondary artifact scimitar could not withstand Ye Fan's sharpness at all and was directly cut off by a sword.
Louis' sword pierced deeply into the bodies of these second-grade primary jackal sub-gods.
The sword light contained the extremely sharp law of wind, which immediately began to wreak havoc within the divine body.
At the same time, Ye Fan continued to absorb the origin of the laws contained in the divine body.
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
The surging essence and blood, as well as the origin of the laws contained in the divine body, were quickly absorbed by Ye Fan.
"You... How is it possible? My divine power!!!"
The body of the second-grade primary werewolf sub-god in front of him shrank rapidly.
Louis smiled coldly and cut off his head with a sword.
Ding, kill the second-grade primary sub-god and obtain three thousand evolution points!
The body fell to the ground, but it was as shriveled as a piece of dead skin.
It seems that it will float away as soon as the breeze blows.
The rest of the jackal minor gods saw Louis come up and kill their leader in a single encounter, and the dead bodies presented such a strange scene.
The nine gnolls looked at the ground, then looked at Louis, their eyes full of horror and fear, and they took several steps back.
Louis took advantage of the situation and rushed forward with the Source-Devouring Sword in hand.
Another second-grade primary werewolf sub-god, seeing Louis being so aggressive, roared angrily and rushed forward first.
The other eight men, seeing their boss taking the lead, gritted their teeth and rushed forward together.
The several times increase in numbers gave every jackal a surge of courage.
All their divine powers burst out.
The brown-yellow divine power carries the heavy breath of the earth.
Nine scimitars fell towards Louis from all directions.
Louis sneered, holding the Source-Devouring Sword in his hand, and swept out.
Ye Fan sneered. These jackals would not cry until they saw the coffin!
Clank, clank—
The nine sub-artifact scimitars were all cut off by the Source-Devouring Sword.
Louis' eyes were extremely sharp, and his sword pierced into the wolf's body.
"How is that possible? My scimitar!"
"No-"
"ah-"
Screams rang out one after another.
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of a first-grade advanced sub-god and gain 100 energy points!
Ding, kill the second-grade primary sub-god and obtain three thousand evolution points!
Ding, kill eight first-grade high-level sub-gods and obtain 8,000 evolution points!
A series of system prompts sounded in Ye Fan's mind.
This is a massacre!
In less than ten seconds, Louis, with the blessing of three divine magic spells, killed all nine werewolf overseers.
He searched the leader's body for the seal of unsealing and threw it directly into the mine.
Inside the mine, the miners who had been beaten by the divine whips and were lying on the ground wailing, struggled to get up and quickly began to remove the divine seals on themselves.
Another mine began to become noisy.
Louis found that it was really good to have an old magician like Norman to provide support behind him.
The various enhancement magics alone can significantly increase your strength.
Very experienced and well-coordinated.
And then onto a platform.
This time, there were already a dozen ferocious and vicious jackal-like sub-gods standing there.
Ye Fan looked in all directions.
Not only this platform, but the higher the platform, the more Jackals are gathering.
And from the walls of the mine above, there were endless streams of jackals rapidly climbing down.
The huge lifting mechanism in the center of the mine also began to make a loud rumbling sound.
One by one, the Jackal Centurions with deep auras and powerful divine powers were riding on huge war beasts, landing and beginning to forcefully suppress the rebellion on each platform.
Ye Fan looked up again. The scale of this mine was quite large, with nine platforms.
After climbing up these nine platforms, you will see the huge entrance of the mine.
For Louis and Norman, the situation doesn't look good!
At this time, it was obvious that the two of them also noticed the rapid changes in the situation.
Louis shouted loudly: "Old Norman, don't hold back!"
"If we don't use our full strength now, we will all be left here when the Gnoll Lord arrives!"
"It's better to die than to end up like that!"
The old magician with deep and profound eyes couldn't help but shudder when he heard Louis' roar and thought of the consequences of being left here in his words.
As Norman had spent nearly ten thousand years here, he once saw with his own eyes a human who found an opportunity to escape, was caught by the lord, and was tortured for a whole month after being brought back.
In endless pain, the Werewolf Lord kept ordering the priests to hang the man's life at the top of the mine so that everyone could see it.
He held on for a full month before he suffered a mental collapse. His consciousness and soul could no longer bear it and he died.
Norman shuddered just thinking back on that scene.
For a whole month I could still vaguely hear the screams that I remembered.
Norman's eyes quickly became sharp.
Divine power burst forth from his hands.
The magical fluctuations swept over like a storm.
Ye Fan was filled with interest. This way of releasing energy was very unique.
He carefully sensed the changes and fluctuations of the divine power beside Norman.
In just about a second, a large burst of flames emerged from Norman's hands.
The surging red flames bloomed in the palm of his hand like fireworks.
Hiss hiss hiss—
A series of extremely creepy sounds came from the flames.
A number of lifelike giant flaming pythons suddenly emerged from the magical light in Norman's hands.
There were giant flaming pythons, with scales as thick as buckets or small bowls, all over their bodies. Their mouths were wide open, with two long fangs that were extremely sharp.
There were nine fire pythons in total, with flames rising up, and they quickly rushed into the crowd of jackal sub-gods.
More than a dozen jackal sub-gods were unable to withstand Norman's nine-headed fire python. Amid endless howls, their bodies were directly burned into charcoal.
Louis was slightly startled. The divine power fluctuations and magical aura that Norman burst out at this time were at the primary level of the second grade.