The Magus Era

Chapter 472: Wall of evil

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"Withdraw, withdraw!"

"We have no intention of offending Mr. Yao Bo, we will retreat now!"

"Our father is a bastard, how can we rebel?"

The three young men shouted loudly at the same time, and the soldiers behind them rode back to the north.

But there were still several miles away from the overflowing river to the north. A wave of water rose hundreds of feet high, and a large iron pot emerged from the water. Yu Mu stood in the iron pot, letting the wind and waves blow. The big iron pot floated motionless on the river.

He raised his hands high, and the gray-brown river water continued to rise loudly, and soon turned into a hundred-foot-high water wall blocking the front of the army of Qi Bo's three sons. Yu Mu flicked his fingers, and the gray-brown river water suddenly turned into dark green, exuding a pungent and strange smell.

Several shamans wearing heavy armor waved their weapons, trying to forcefully break through the blockade of the Yumu Water Wall.

Yu Mu waved his hand, and several jets of dark green river water roared out, falling hard on the bodies of several great witches. The poisonous water invaded along the gaps in the armor, and several great witches suddenly let out hoarse howls, hurriedly jumped off their mounts, and took off their armor like crazy.

Everyone saw that their bodies were corroded to a bloody pulp, and large areas of poisonous water blisters kept popping up and then bursting. The poisonous water slid down their bodies, burning their bodies until white smoke emitted from them.

Fortunately, the heavy rain continued to wash away their bodies. Coupled with the strong vitality of the great witches, they continued to repair the corroded bodies. After about a cup of tea, the several great witches washed away the poisonous water on their bodies and the wounds on their bodies. Also heals slowly.

Nearly ten thousand troops did not dare to move another step. They looked desperately at the wall of water in front of them. They didn't know who was taking the lead. There was a "clang" sound, and most of the soldiers dropped their weapons, jumped off their mounts, and behaved obediently. He squatted on the ground holding his head.

A quarter of an hour later, the most spacious hall in the walled city was brightly lit, and Zhamu led thousands of soldiers to completely surround the hall.

In the muddy ground outside the hall, nearly 10,000 soldiers were tied up like rice dumplings, lying in the muddy water and allowed to be washed away by the heavy rain. If any of them dared to move, the Dark Tribe soldiers led by Zhamu turned their guns around and beat them hard, until they cried and begged for mercy.

In the hall, Ji Hao sat on a high-backed chair and looked at the three young people kneeling on the ground with a sullen face.

The three people looked haggard, with bruises on their faces, all of which were wounds from being beaten recently. Yu Mu used witchcraft to block their witchcraft power. The three of them were unable to use witchcraft power to repair their wounds, so they looked very embarrassed.

They are Qibo's sons, the eldest Luo Feng, the second Luo Meng, and the third Luo Shi. When the three of them heard that their fourth brother died in battle, they hurriedly brought people to annex all the tribesmen and people of the fourth brother. Possessions.

A dozen old men in shabby clothes stood in the hall, looking at the three of them with sad and angry faces. They were the ones who had just beaten the three of them severely. If Ji Hao hadn't ordered to stop them, these three guys would have been beaten long ago. Beaten to death.

In front of Ji Hao, lay a child who was only seven or eight years old. His shirt was taken off, revealing a wound the size of a fist.

An arrow shot from the back of the child's heart and emerged from his chest, piercing his heart with great cruelty and taking away his life.

"Master Yao Bo, our young clan leader is only seven years old, only seven years old!" An old man stood in front of Ji Hao and cried bitterly: "Our clan leader took all the warriors in the clan to participate in the battle in Akasaka Mountain, and encountered an alien evil force. All the elite ghosts were wiped out in one battle. We followed the orders left by the young patriarch before he went on the expedition and carefully assisted our young patriarch. We only hope that he will grow up and inherit the family business."

All the old people in the group burst into tears, looking at the corpse of the child on the ground and wailing.

"But, just yesterday, our young clan leader was hunting outside the walled city, and he was actually killed by someone's hidden arrow!" An old man cried bitterly, his eyes bursting, and blood mixed with tears kept flowing down: "Our clan leader's only son, So dead!"

Another old man jumped out, pointed at the three people kneeling on the ground shivering and roared: "Our young patriarch just died, our patriarch's three good brothers, our young patriarch's three good uncles came with the army !”

"They dare not go to Akasaka Mountain to fight for our human race. They also mocked our clan leader, saying that our clan leader went to Akasaka Mountain to die! They are a bunch of despicable cowards, but they are so brave and good at fighting when they bully the people of our clan. When they bully orphans and widowed mothers, they are so cruel!"

An old man suddenly jumped out and kicked Luo Feng hard in the eye socket, popping one of his eyeballs on the spot.

Luo Feng howled miserably, covering his exploded eyeballs and lying on the ground crying and wailing. The old man who did it screamed at the top of his lungs: "Where is our mistress? Where is the mother of our young patriarch? Last night, you forced her to go to your camp. Where is she?"

Ji Hao stood up with a sullen face, looked at the three people and shouted angrily: "Where are the people?"

Luo Feng, whose eyes exploded, screamed at the top of his lungs. He raised his head, looked at Ji Hao and roared angrily: "Our father is Uncle Qi, and there are four of us brothers. Now only the three of us can inherit Uncle Qi's fiefdom! Uncle Yao , you are also a subject of the human king, what do you dare to do to us?"

Without saying a word, Ji Hao pulled out the Flame Dragon Sword and swung it out. Luo Feng let out a miserable cry, and one of his arms was cut off from the root.

The flames of the Yanlong Sword were blazing, and the high temperature burned the flesh and blood near the wound. Luo Feng's wound was filled with flames, and a smell of barbecue spread quickly in the hall. Ji Hao looked at Luo Feng and the others and said coldly: "My patience is limited, where are the people?"

"Dead!" Luo Meng and Luo Shi said in unison: "It was the elder brother who did it! He has been thinking about the fourth child's woman for many years. Yesterday, he wanted to kill him by force, but the fourth brother's son was killed by someone sent by the elder brother. Then The woman went crazy and jumped into the river to commit suicide, but her brother shot her to death with a bow and arrow!"

Ji Hao had a gloomy face and remained silent for a long time. Manman, who was standing aside, looked at Ji Hao's gloomy face and carefully asked the old people: "Doesn't their father, Uncle Qi, care about anything? Why, they are bullying themselves. Brother!"

The old people shed tears in pain.

Qibo's territory is not large, and the entire tribe has a population of less than ten million. Each of his four sons controls a tribe with a population of around one million. Qibo himself controls the main branch of the tribe, and at the same time maintains the relationship between the four sons.

But in the battle at Akasaka Mountain, Uncle Qi and his youngest son died together, and he didn't even have time to explain his last words.

During Qi Bo's lifetime, he intended for his youngest son to inherit his title, and Luo Feng and the other three quarreled over this matter. Qi Bo died in the war, and the three of them had no restraints on their heads. They immediately attacked the territory and clansmen left behind by their brothers.

"Uncle Qi died in the war... Is the heir you wanted also dead?"

Ji Hao looked at Luo Feng and the others with deep eyes.

(End of chapter)