Shortly after Vic returned to the camp, a certain ground deep in the Black Snake Valley suddenly trembled. wWw、QuanBen-XiaoShuo、COm
There are stone pillars everywhere here, and countless large black snakes are entangled on the uneven rocky ground. But when the vibrations on the ground spread, these black snakes raised the front half of their bodies in fear, stuck out their tongues desperately, and made a frightened hissing sound.
A huge hole appeared silently on the ground, and a huge black snake head with a huge sharp horn slowly emerged from the ground. The snake Xinzi, whose body was as thick as someone's and more than ten meters long, quickly spat forward. This surprisingly large black snake lazily emerged from the ground and slowly swam toward the exit of the Black Snake Valley.
There are faint traces of black and red medicinal powder on the ground. These medicinal powders are emitting a faint smell of blood. This medicinal powder prepared from the bone marrow and blood essence of various beasts has a strong allure to snakes and reptiles. . Ordinary little snakes who eat this kind of medicinal powder will explode and die because they can't bear the huge medicinal power in the medicinal powder, but for those snakes with huge bodies, this is a great supplement.
No one can tell how many black snakes live in the Black Snake Valley.
No one can tell how many years the Black Snake Valley has existed in the Odin Icefield.
These black snakes in the Black Snake Valley are just ordinary snakes. They have no magic core for hunting, no venom, no weird value, and even their meat is not very tasty. This is a kind of useless snake, so they have successfully survived in the Black Snake Valley for many years.
Enzo and others have camped in Black Snake Valley several times. Vic, who likes to wander around, once saw the real king of Black Snake Valley with his own eyes.
More than a dozen black snakes that are about a mile long and incredibly powerful. The first born with a single horn, it can turn into a storm with its large mouthfuls, although it does not have any magic power. There is no poison to hurt anyone. But with only their powerful flesh, extremely tough snake skin, and their killing power, these big guys can easily kill and devour saint-level warriors.
I don’t know how many years I have lived in Black Snake Valley. Only then did he nourish these dozen perverted giants. But as soon as Enzo saw the Green Wolf Cavalry charging, he asked Vic to lure these big guys out.
Unless it is a fully armed legion of 100,000 people, carrying all kinds of heavy ordnance. Otherwise, it would be impossible to pose any substantial threat to these big guys. More than 10,000 wild wolves and 3,000 wolf cavalry are enough for these big guys to eat. Enzo can take advantage of the big snake to devour the wolf cavalry and slip away.
But now, Enzo is carrying the golden werewolf to intimidate the wolf cavalry not to approach, while the wolf cavalry are nervously threatening the tiger man's flanks, preventing the tiger man from launching a full-scale attack. The tiger man roared angrily and wanted to get closer to the camp, but he did not dare to actually launch an attack. That conflicting and conflicting mood really made them extremely angry.
"Hey, werewolves. Drive these tigers away. How about I let your master go?" Enzo stood on the wall and looked at the werewolves with a smile. Then he shook the golden werewolf in his hand very hard.
Before the Green Wolf Riders could speak, an old man from the Fox Tribe had already sprung out from the Tiger Man team. He howled at the top of his lungs: "Werewolf brothers! Listen to what I say from the bottom of my heart! Never believe what humans say! Humans, They have always been unfaithful and treacherous, how many of our orc brothers have been tricked to death by them?"
After coughing violently for a few times, the old man of the Fox tribe jumped and howled: "There is only one way to rescue your master. Attack in and kill all these humans before they kill your master. Only then can you be rescued." The master!"
Just as the wolf tribe has its own military advisors, and the people of the werewolf tribe have been loyal to the werewolves for generations, the tiger tribe also has its own traditional military advisors that have been used by the emperor for generations, and that is the fox tribe. These smart, insidious and cunning fox tribesmen are not only strategists on the battlefield, but also possess the extremely rare talent of soul mages among the orcs. In the Temple of Odin, many fox tribe mages occupy high positions.
The words of the old fox clan man were like a cuckoo crying for blood, and he screamed so sincerely that the green wolves started to cry. They whispered to each other and kept turning their heads to look at Enzo and the others.
Enzo's face darkened, and he shouted sternly: "Stupid guys, how dare you trust the Fox people? Have you forgotten the proverb of the orcs? The best Fox people are dead Fox people, humans only want you Life, and the Fox people even deceived your souls. Do you believe my words, or do you believe this old fox?"
The old man of the Fox tribe looked at Enzo innocently, with a sinister smile on his long pointed face: "Young man, be careful what you say. What do you mean, the best Fox tribesman is the dead Fox tribesman? You The words are a bit hurtful, aren’t they?”
Enzo sneered a few times and was about to speak when the earth suddenly trembled slightly.
Everyone turned back and looked into the depths of the Black Snake Valley. They were horrified to see a dozen thick black pillar-like objects slowly swimming towards this side. These things stand up to a height of more than a hundred meters. They make a weird hissing sound, and a lot of saliva drips from the corners of their mouths.
Enzo's face changed slightly, and he let out a clear whistle. All the soldiers quickly took out a bottle of special black potion from their backpacks, and poured the potion on themselves. The smell of flesh and blood of the soldiers was covered up by a weird smell of sulfur, which happened to be the smell that snakes hated most.
If it is some fire-attributed demonic snakes, they will like the smell of sulfur very much. But these black snakes are just the most common species. As long as their bodies are stained with the smell of sulfur, they will not even look at Enzo and the others.
The extraordinarily strong tiger man screamed in horror: "Damn it, what is this?"
Three or five black pillars suddenly swept downwards, and several thick black snakes swept through the crowd. Along with the miserable howling, seven or eight werewolves and three or five tiger men were rolled up by the snakes and were swept up by the snakes. Several big snakes were swallowed into the mouth. Big snakes eat without chewing at all. They straighten their necks and swallow their prey alive. You can see humanoid objects slowly sliding down from their thick and smooth necks, and you can even hear the hoarse sounds coming from their necks. The miserable howl.
Enzo carried the golden werewolf and quickly retreated with the soldiers, standing in the corner of the camp. The strong smell of sulfur permeated the surroundings. As expected, the black snakes did not even look this way, but swam out quickly and pounced on the werewolves and tiger-men.
The old man of the fox tribe wailed at the top of his lungs: "One-horned Black Snake King! Who awakened these damn things? These guys should be sleeping deep underground, leaving their nests to hunt once in a hundred years. They shouldn't show up today!"
The dancing old man of the Fox Tribe quickly attracted the attention of the two black snake kings. They bowed their heads gracefully, and the snake letter gently spat out. The old man of the Fox Tribe was wrapped by the two snake letters, and he was pulled into pieces with a gentle tug. Two paragraphs.
In the rain of blood, the unusually tall Tiger clan man raised his red copper sword and shouted loudly: "Brave and invincible Tiger clan warriors! Use our courage and our blood to show off our martial arts! Kill us!" These little reptiles!”
'Uuha~uuha~uuha~'!
The tiger people let out high-pitched cheers, waving their weapons one after another, and rushed towards the Black Snake King like a tide.
The sturdy Tiger Clan man rushed to the front, with a faint purple-gold fighting spirit glowing from his body. The red copper sword brought out a dazzling light, and slashed the black snake king closest to him with a fierce sword. On the body.
There was a loud clang, and the red copper sword broke at the waist. There was only a knife mark more than two meters long but only an inch deep on the thick snake scales of the Black Snake King, which did not even touch its snake skin. The huge black snake turned its head and glanced at the tiger man. Its long tail swept over like thunder. The tiger man and dozens of tiger warriors around him howled miserably and were whipped away by the tail.
They don't know magic and can't spray venom, but with their extremely powerful ** power, the black snake kings are almost crushing these unlucky orc warriors.
Enzo waved his hand gently, and the soldiers quietly dismantled the tent, quickly rolled up the tent and carried it behind their backs, and then slowly left the camp along another trail. Everyone was tiptoeing so as not to make any sound, and the miserable howls of the werewolves and tiger-men around them perfectly covered up the occasional noises made by Enzo and others.
Behind the Black Snake King, black snakes surged out like a tide.
Tiny young snakes that are just over a foot long, slightly larger adult snakes that are two meters long, then old snakes that are three to five meters long, and finally little freaks that are more than ten meters long, mixed with dozens of them. A snake spirit about thirty meters long surged out in a mighty stream, completely engulfing the werewolf and tiger-man armies.
The Black Snake Valley has become a place for snakes to feast. Enzo and others carefully withdrew from the Black Snake Valley, listening to the extremely cruel howls in the Black Snake Valley, and finally took a deep breath.
"This is the advantage of choosing Black Snake Valley as your camp!" Enzo shrugged his shoulders: "The medicines sent by that guy Gaya are always very effective."
Vic laughed triumphantly and was about to speak when suddenly his eyes widened in surprise and he stared blankly at a hill in the distance.
The long bone trumpet sounded continuously, and a large bloody flag flew high in the sun. The emblem on the flag was a black shield and a long sword full of gaps. The sound of low drums came from afar, and dozens of strong men, about two and a half meters tall, with messy long hair braided into countless tiny braids hanging behind their heads, strode towards them. Come over.
Behind these big men, more and more strong men continued to emerge from behind the hills.
These big barbarians, whose whole bodies exuded a menacing aura, brandished heavy swords and took long strides to charge towards Enzo and the others.