The twelve envoys couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.
Without the pressure of the beast god's power, Lin Yi's words would still have some credibility, but now that he is suppressed to only 10% of his strength, how can he preemptively strike with his mouth?
"Jiang Xiaoshang is at work."
A layer of black flame suddenly appeared on Lin Yi's body, and the next second, the powerful oppression from the beast god's pressure was instantly cleared.
Before the Twelve Envoys of Warcraft even had time to react, they saw Lin Yi's figure shrouded in black flames. The Demonic Sword was unsheathed and he killed the weakest Sheep Envoy among them with one strike.
The whole process happened too fast.
By the time the other twelve envoys came to their senses, the sheep envoy had already been completely destroyed, with not even a bit of dregs left.
"How is this possible?"
The eyelids of the twelve people were twitching wildly.
Although the Sheep Envoy is said to be the weakest among them, it is equivalent to a top-notch combat power. How could he be defeated by Lin Yi, who only has 10% strength?!
Lin Yi would not stop to explain to them. Immediately after the sheep messenger was the next one, the horse messenger.
The horseman who was caught off guard was still no match for him.
With just one strike of the sword, the horse messenger was cut into pieces along with his soul and body, dying neatly.
"No! Why doesn't the Beast God's pressure have any effect on you?"
The rat envoy was finally the first to react, and the other twelve envoys were shocked when they heard this.
All their plans to kill Lin Yi are based on the limitations of the beast god's pressure. Once they face Lin Yi at his peak, even they will have to pay a heavy price, and they may not be able to keep Lin Yi.
!
Don't forget, Lin Yi controls the power of space rules.
Once the beast god's pressure is completely ineffective against him, it means that if the situation turns bad, Lin Yi can open a gap in the space and leave at any time. They have no way to keep anyone alive.
Lin Yi smiled slightly: "Maybe it's the Beast God who likes me more."
"What nonsense!"
The faces of the Twelve Envoys of Warcraft were ashen.
The Beast God is the worshiped god of their clan. As the name suggests, it only protects the beasts. How could it in turn protect the human cultivators who are naturally hostile to them?
The beast god is not Li Songzhang, so he won't switch sides and join the enemy.
But the ironclad fact is before our eyes, Lin Yi is indeed firing on all cylinders at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, the two lower ranked twelve envoys were killed in succession.
As a result, the remaining four twelve envoys headed by the rat envoy became increasingly unclear about his depth. The originally planned encirclement and killing plan was completely disrupted, and they were left to fight on their own.
However, as the boss of the Twelve Envoys of Warcraft, the Rat Envoy finally has some knowledge.
Seeing Lin Yi's aura rising sharply every time he killed one of them, he finally realized something was wrong.
"Mark of the God of Death! You are actually the inheritor of the God of Death!"
The rat envoy immediately regretted it. If he had known this, he should have launched an all-out siege as soon as he came up.
In this way, even if the price paid is higher, Lin Yi will not be able to stack up so many layers of the God of Death mark in vain, and his strength will increase to more than three times the original!
Being too cautious actually becomes their own talisman.
"Isn't it a bit late to react now?"
Lin Yi smiled.
In fact, he never thought that things would go so smoothly. Before that, he had already prepared to injure both sides to add the Mark of the God of Death.
As long as he can stack the Marks of the God of Death, unless he alerts the opponent to a higher-level being to come forward, the twelve envoys of Warcraft in front of him will not be able to stop him at all.
Unexpectedly, these twelve envoys took the initiative to give him the perfect opportunity to superimpose the Mark of the God of Death, just like they were fighting a match-fixing match.
It can be called the best assist in the game.
Now that the snowball has started rolling, the price the other party needs to pay if they want to stop him is not even a small amount.
"Is it late? Why don't I think so?"
Although only four of the twelve envoys of Warcraft were left, the rat envoy did not feel any pain at all.
They are brothers in name, but in fact they all know that each other is just high-level cannon fodder that can be replaced at any time. If eight die, eight more will be replaced soon.
What's more, the strength of the remaining four twelve envoys is far superior to the last eight envoys. Now they are attacking with all their strength, but Lin Yi cannot easily defeat them one by one.
However, in the end, it still cannot stop the general trend.
Facing Lin Yi, who had successfully rolled up the snowball, even if they tried their best, they were only in a stalemate for a moment, and the situation collapsed as soon as Lin Yi turned on the Overlord form.
The Rabbit, the Tiger, and the Ox fell one after another at Ba Buddha's feet.
Apart from the cannon fodder of the dark monsters, there was only a lone rat user left on the field.
At this time, Lin Yi, who had been superimposed with three layers of the Mark of the God of Death, had his strength nearly doubled, and his overall aura was nearly five times that of his usual peak state!
Even if he just stood there without moving, the terrifying aura that was revealed invisibly would scare all the dark monsters away from him.
It's a god of death who descended into the human world.
Li Muyang, who was on the periphery, was so frightened that his eyelids jumped when he saw this scene. Even if he were to kill him, he would not have thought that even though he had set up a foolproof situation, how could he end up in this situation?
Even if you cheat, you still have to have a limit, right?!
"Go back to the city lord's mansion first!"
Li Muyang no longer dared to stay any longer.
Although the rat messenger is not dead yet, according to his father Li Songzhang, there should be a powerful trump card that he has not yet used, but what if he also follows suit?
Instead of pinning hopes on the rat envoy, it is better to escape back to the city lord's mansion and hide.
At least his father was in charge there, and it was said that higher-level dark monsters would come. No matter how daring Lin Yi was, he would never dare to attack the city lord's palace.
Sensing Li Muyang's movement, the disdain on the rat envoy's face suddenly grew: "What's the use of keeping such a waste if you run away from the battle? I'll kill you when I get back!"
Lin Yi on the opposite side smiled faintly: "If you talk like this, we will have something in common."
The rat envoy looked at him with cold eyes: "I will give you one last chance to join our holy clan camp, and you will get everything you want."
"Everything I want?"
Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Does it include destroying your so-called saint clan?"
"Okay, since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you."
Following the words, the Rat Messenger suddenly regained all the characteristics of a dark monster, and soon became a half-orc with a rat face and body.
"Do you know why we are called Twelve Envoys? Because we are a whole. As long as any one of us dies, its power will be gathered on the remaining twelve envoys."