"Damn it, I'm going to gnaw his head into a skeleton myself!"
The most powerful leader of the violent headhunters looked at the palms that turned into light green and roared angrily. Www,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,com
The poisonous gas in the swamp is not very powerful, but it attacks quickly and seeps into the body at a helpless speed. He could feel countless small maggot-like poisonous gases wriggling in his body. His bone marrow was itching and his muscles were a little paralyzed.
To give a rough estimate, if he fell into a swamp once and was hit by some poisonous gas, he would probably only be able to exert 70% of his combat effectiveness before finding a wizard to detoxify him. But no one cares, even if the combat power is only 70%, it is enough to deal with Enzo and the others.
After raising the flag and waving it, a large group of barbarians bypassed this troublesome swamp and pounced like wolves and tigers on Enzo and the others who were walking slowly. The wind blowing in the face carried a strong smell of sea, which let the barbarians know that they were not far from the sea. If Enzo and the others could not beheaded as soon as possible, the prey would probably escape.
Let so many heads slip through your fingers? That is an absolutely intolerable felony.
"Kill them, chop them to death, chop off their heads and offer them to our gods!"
The barbarians roared crazily, and their eyes lit up when they looked at Enzo and the others who were walking slowly.
High in the sky, a silver-white guillemot flew slowly by. The guillemot's eyes were flashing with strange will-o'-the-wisps. It overlooked everything happening on the earth from a high position, overlooking every move of Enzo and the barbarians like a god.
On a hill hundreds of miles away from here, a man and a woman stood side by side. A light screen with a radius of 100 meters in front of them flickered slowly, showing everything that Haijiu saw in front of them. The man had three light red magic lines on his left and right cheeks. Other than that, he was no different from a strong human man.
His identity can only be identified from the huge gold lion head ring he wears on his finger. Among the orcs, he is known as the royal family among the royal families. A member of the Golden Lion clan who always sits on the throne of the King of Beastmen. This young man looks to be in his early twenties. There are no orc characteristics on his body, and there are fewer orc characteristics than the golden werewolf captured by Enzo. Obviously, his bloodline is purer.
Tall and mighty, every move exudes the dignity of a king. With the light of wisdom shining in their deep eyes, the golden lion clan is a rare and powerful race among the orcs with both strength and wisdom. This young man from the golden lion clan stood there with his hands behind his back. From time to time, he turned his head to look at the tall woman standing side by side.
Wearing an extremely gorgeous set of huge divine robes with red and yellow as the main colors and embroidered with countless magic patterns, his face was covered with a layer of white gauze, only revealing two beautiful eyes that were as bright as stars. This woman is extremely tall, almost as tall as the young man from the Golden Lion clan next to her, and is a full head taller than an ordinary man.
If Lin Qi were here, he would definitely call a ghost - the saint of the Desert Temple of Continental Bridge, Yin Qingyue, the saint who holds the supreme power in the Desert Temple. He suddenly appeared at the edge of the Odin Icefield, and mixed with the royal members of the orc family.
The two of them watched the images in the light screen quietly, when the violent headhunters were about to catch up with Enzo and the others. The golden lion young man said in a deep voice: "A group of brainless idiots! However, this is the fighting style of the violent headhunters. There is no other way to deal with these guys. Let them fend for themselves on the battlefield. This is the only way. .”
Yin Qingyue nodded, with a hint of smile in her soft and sweet voice: "Can't even His Highness Leon control these people?"
The golden lion Leon shook his head and let out a long sigh: "It's easy to say whether they are from other orc or barbarian tribes. But the violent headhunters, their brains are not fully developed... They must be born with incomplete brain development. , so even I can't control them. Just let them go, anyway, they are very powerful in fighting, and they usually listen to instructions, so that's enough."
Yin Qingyue laughed softly, and she said lightly: "They are very tenacious when fighting and are not afraid of death... So, your highness, can you lend me one hundred and two hundred thousand violent headhunters? The mainland bridge lacks Such a brave and courageous warrior."
Leon took a deep look at Yin Qingyue, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded generously.
"If you want, I can lend you all the warriors from the thirty-seven tribes of violent headhunters attached to my name. There are probably one million powerful barbarian warriors. They are on the frontal battlefield. Enough to destroy three times more regular human legions.”
With a cold snort, Leon said calmly: "These barbarians have very strong reproductive and survivability, so their population is growing very fast. Even if Her Royal Highness the Saint loses all of them in battle, we only need to try our best to kill them." Their tribe will also be satisfied if they bring their heads back.”
Yin Qingyue's eyes flickered for a while, then she nodded slowly.
Leon showed a smile as bright as the sun. He smiled at Yin Qingyue and said, "There's nothing to see. This stupid human team is dead. Instead of watching their death scene of struggling and wailing, Your Highness the Saint, would you be interested in tasting my juice?" Tea art? I have high-quality tea from the Eastern Continent here, not the tea bricks used by those black-hearted merchants from the Western Continent to deceive the lower-level tribes."
Yin Qingyue smiled softly, turned around and walked down the hillside. There really wasn't much to see. There were just over three hundred humans facing hundreds of crazy and violent headhunters, and their fate was unclear. Although Enzo has many evil magic scrolls in his hand, this is not enough to widen the gap in their strength.
Leon, the golden lion, is not annoying, Yin Qingyue thought with her eyes narrowed. Have a good talk with this golden lion who is not annoying, and maybe through him, you can convince the leaders of the alien races in the Odin Icefield.
The elders of the Desert Temple have returned empty-handed from the Titan Icefield, the legendary God's Fall Icefield. They have not found a way to bring the Desert God back to life. What made these elders crazy was that not only did they return empty-handed, but the Desert Temple's most important source of divine energy disappeared without a trace, and the Desert Temple's treasures for countless years were also swept away.
The angry group of elders beat the master of the temple to death, and the saint Yin Qingyue was also greatly affected. Although she still barely maintains her position as a saint, her power is in jeopardy, and she must do something to restore it. own reputation and power.
The only feasible way for Yin Qingyue now is to form a coalition of Khanates within the control of the Desert Temple, break through the iron cliff defense line in the easternmost part of the Western Continent, and let the sturdy nomadic cavalry sack the entire eastern plain of the Western Continent, using mountains of The harvest calmed the anger of the elders and exchanged the support of those powerful khanates.
In this way, even if Yin Qingyue cannot become a saint in the desert temple, she can at least hold the position of temple master or high priest. Even if she joins the elders to take care of herself, it will be better than being thrown directly into the abyss by the ruthless elders of the elders. powerful.
Leon is the partner that Yin Qingyue found through various channels.
With Leon's promise, if there are really a million violent headhunters for Yin Qingyue, the certainty of breaking through the Iron Cliff defense line will be much greater. You must know that the Iron Cliff Defense Line mainly protects against the scattered Continental Bridge nomads, and its defensive power is far inferior to that of the Norman Battle Fort. If a powerful alien army could attack Iron Cliff Battle Fort, they would probably be defeated in one fell swoop.
As she walked, Yin Qingyue, who had already made up her mind, chuckled and said, "I didn't expect His Highness Leon to be not only powerful, but also so knowledgeable. Even Qingyue herself is not very proficient in such an elegant thing as tea art."
Leon laughed loudly, his aggressive eyes swept across Yin Qingyue's bumpy body, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Then, you have to make sure that your Royal Highness the Saint has a good time. Well, I have already sent someone to inform Father. , you will be able to meet your father soon."
The two of them walked down the hill, and the magic light curtain arranged by Yin Qingyue exploded into countless fragmented light spots.
Under the hillside is a camp that stretches for several miles. A large group of strong lion warriors and guards from the Desert Temple patrol around the camp, killing all creatures that dare to approach. Wherever Yin Qingyue and Leon passed by, all the lions and temple guards knelt down and saluted. The camp was quiet, but not a single sound could be heard.
Leon led Yin Qingyue into a huge royal tent made of golden leather, and soon the elegant fragrance of tea came from the tent.
Beneath the high-flying guillemot, Enzo looked back at the furious headhunter who was approaching less than 300 steps away from him. He suddenly roared wildly, turned around, gripped the repeating crossbow, and quickly pulled the trigger. The soldiers under his command turned around in unison, making a loud "rattling" sound when they clicked their fingers. Nearly a thousand crossbow arrows tore through the air with a harsh sound, and plunged headlong into the line of barbarians rushing towards them. .
Those celestial barbarians waved their weapons and awkwardly split the arrows that were shot in front of them. However, three celestial barbarians were still shot through their bodies by pure steel arrows, bringing with them a trail of bloody arrows.
The other barbarians did not have such good luck. Under the fire of nearly a thousand crossbow arrows, at least hundreds of barbarians howled miserably as their bodies were pierced by as few as three to five and as many as six or seven crossbow arrows, and their bodies were torn open. A hole the size of a bowl.
Hundreds of barbarians rolled and fell to the ground. More than fifty people were shot and killed on the spot, and nearly fifty others were seriously injured. Their rolling bodies stumbled over their companions behind them, and suddenly a large group of barbarians rolled in embarrassment. on the ground.
Enzo waved his hand, and another magic scroll was crushed by him.