Bloodline aura, also known as the light of ancestral spirits, is a special aura different from ordinary warrior auras.
To put it simply, the bloodline halo stimulates the hidden bloodline in the body of a warrior professional, that is, the secret power inherited from his ancestors, so that the warrior gains unusually powerful power. Usually, the higher the level of the bloodline halo, the better the warrior's body.
The richer the ancestral bloodline retained in the body, the more it can draw on the power of the ancestors. Historically, the most famous bloodline aura warrior in the Antagrich continent was a top-level temple with dragon veins. According to legend,
When this temple explodes with all its aura power, it will transform into its ultimate half-dragon, half-human form, and gain terrifying power that is almost as powerful as a real dragon.
However, it is obvious that there is no dragon lineage in Shahruman's bloodline.
"What on earth is this..." White said hesitantly as he looked at Shahruman, who stood motionless in the wind and snow like a huge stone statue after the halo exploded.
"It's the Minotaur!" At this time, Moriarty said coldly from the side.
"You mean...Tauren!?" Upon hearing this, White couldn't help but whisper.
"Yes, it is the Minotaur."
The Minotaur is a mysterious race living in the dark underground world. Because of its special shape of a minotaur and a human body, it is also called the Minotaur by the outside world.
As one of the hereditary natives of the underground world full of danger and killing, the Minotaur can be said to be a naturally strong warrior. With a majestic body of more than three meters high and unparalleled strength, any adult minotaur can
Everyone possesses powerful combat prowess that is unmatched by human mid-level warriors. And because he has lived in the deep, lightless underground for millions of years, the Minotaur has evolved an unparalleled combat skill - "blind fighting".
Even in absolute darkness without any light, the tauren can use the perfect cooperation of hearing, smell, and touch to launch precise strikes at the enemy like a storm without any hindrance. Therefore, even if he is the supreme overlord of the underground world, "
"Dark Dragon" would never have the guts to single-handedly provoke any Minotaur tribe with more than thirty people.
In addition to their own powerful natural combat abilities, the tauren are also rich in masters who are proficient in architecture and metal forging. According to legend, the epic dungeon "Glory of the Eclipse" was created by the Minotaur United Underground City.
An architectural miracle created by the dwarves together. Unfortunately, after a long period of time, the "Glory of the Eclipse", which was once the supreme holy land of tauren and underground dwarves, was eventually abandoned by the descendants of the ancient elven empire who fled to the underground world.
Occupied. Although the tauren have launched hundreds of large and small wars over the years in an attempt to retake this great underground city, it is a pity that they have never succeeded. After all, pure physical strength has long been in the face of
Even when he fell into the terrifying killing magic of the dark elves, he was still far behind.
After the end of the ice, there has been no tauren on the continent of Antagrich for a long time. Now, Sharuman has used the light of the ancestral spirit to inspire the Minotaur bloodline hidden in his body. How can he
Isn't this surprising and surprising? Not only did Moriarty and others have no way of guessing that their opponent turned out to be a "half-tauren", even most of Shahruman's men had never seen the chief's "trump card"
.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
With his body swollen, his eyes filled with blood, and with obvious features of a minotaur, Shahruman looked fiercely at the guard squadron a hundred meters away. As the phantom of the bull's horns under his feet continued to rotate faster, Shahruman's breathing became increasingly intense.
It became heavy and rapid. Large streams of white mist continuously sprayed out from his wide-open nose, until finally even his own terrifying body, which had been stretched to more than two meters high, was completely covered.
"Ouch! Kill!"
Suddenly, with a loud roar that sounded like the earth was shattering, Shahruman suddenly raised the sword in his hand and rushed straight towards the square formation of the guard squadron. With every step he took, there would be a flurry of fire behind the seventh-level warrior.
Snow and slush. And with the addition of Breath of Wind, Shaluman was like a raging tide. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of tens of meters.
"Charge! Kill!"
Seeing that the commander had attacked alone, several squadron leaders immediately shouted together and hurriedly led the remaining twenty or so soldiers who still had fighting strength to catch up.
"Miguel, tell your men to stop. There is no point in continuing the fight." At the same time, Cruyff suddenly stepped forward on the viewing platform and said loudly.
"...The fight must continue! If you stop now, Shahruman will be finished." Miguel gritted his teeth and replied.
At the same moment, Moriarty also quickly turned his gaze away from the viewing platform, then looked directly at Shahruman, who was approaching quickly towards him, and said loudly: "Gustave, prepare for three-stage firing!"
"Yes! Your Excellency!" Gustav shouted in agreement.
Two more breaths passed, and Shahruman had already charged to a place about five or sixty meters away from the guard squadron formation.
Suddenly, the magic wand in Moriarty's hand suddenly lit up, and a "mud step" was instantly thrown at the enemy's feet. Immediately, the instantaneous gap from the rapid blessing of "breath of wind" to the "mud step" was almost almost
The seventh-level warrior who was attacking with all his strength lost his balance. But with just a twist of his waist, Shahruman immediately adjusted his unbalanced figure, and then continued to rush towards Moriarty with all his strength. However, at this time, his speed
It has dropped significantly, even slower than the normal pace of ordinary people.
"Crossbow squad, all are here! The target, the enemy's follow-up troops, shoot!" After using Mud Footsteps, Moriarty immediately ordered again. As his words fell, he entered the city defense within the range of the crossbows.
The soldiers were suddenly attacked by a hail of sharp arrows. Except for a few middle-level warriors who relied on their extraordinary martial arts to shoot down the arrows that were attacking them, five or six other low-level warriors fell immediately. Only the rest were left.
The men at the bottom charged again tenaciously for dozens of meters, followed by a second wave of arrow attacks. This time, almost all the low-level warriors were shot to the ground. Although they were directly shot to death after two waves of bows and crossbows,
Only two or three people were killed, but the injured had completely lost the ability to continue fighting.
"Wolf Cavalry Company, attack! The target is to capture the opponent's mid-level warrior!" As if he had planned a series of punches, Moriarty immediately issued a third order.
Immediately, two teams of wolf riders, led by Margaret and Clausewitz, who had been waiting for a long time, roared towards the only remaining mid-level soldiers of the city defense army. Although the opponents were all mid-level professionals,
But they were injured one after another, and their morale was completely lost. Now faced with Wolfgang, who was recharging his energy and fighting spirit, these mid-level warriors had no capital to win or even resist.
After dispatching his assault wolf cavalry, Moriarty fell silent again, and at the same time, he turned his eyes towards the viewing platform again, as if he was asking something. Unfortunately, the response to him was still silence.
After about ten breaths, Shahruman, who was hindered by the muddy footsteps, finally arrived ten meters directly in front of the guard squadron.
At the same time, the "section" of the gunfire team's magic spell has also been completed.
"Whoa!"
Like three silver streams of light, three magic arrows were simultaneously inspired from the hands of the three magic swordsmen on the far left side of the "gunfire", and in an instant they hit Shahruman's broad and thick chest.
"Bang!"
The seventh-level warrior was knocked back five or six steps by the burst of magical energy. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. However, the endless fighting spirit still supported Shahruman and made him grit his teeth.
Resist the powerful magic attack, and then continue to slowly move towards the guard squadron's square formation step by step.
"Whoa!"
Twenty seconds later, three more magic arrows flew out, accurately hitting the seventh-level warrior again. This time, Shahruman could no longer stand up and knelt down directly in the cold snow, and a large amount of blood began to flow.
The blood kept coming out from the corners of his mouth and the wounds on his chest, spilling bright red all over the place. However, even so, Shahruman still struggled to get up from the ground. Even if the huge pain made him unable to help but roar, even if
More red blood spurted out due to excessive exertion.
Moriarty cast his gaze towards the viewing platform for the third time, even looking at Miguel through the icy wind and violent snow. However, the answer he received was still nothingness.
Another twenty seconds passed, and the three magic arrows in the third section completely knocked Shahruman to the ground. This time, the seventh-level warrior had no strength to stand up again. A large swath of red fell from his body.
It continued to overflow and slowly flowed along his limbs. And the "black horns" shadow covering his body also began to dim quickly, as if it would completely collapse in the next second. But even so, in the painful gasps
In the middle, Shahruman's two hands were still clinging to the snowy ground, desperately moving his bloody body forward bit by bit.
"Captain, give up!"
"Boss Shahruman!"
In the distance, several mid-level warriors who had been knocked to the ground by the Wolf Cavalry Company looked at such a scene and could no longer bear it. They started crying and actively persuaded their commanders to surrender. Unfortunately, the answer was
A "flesh earthworm" that continues to slowly move forward.
This time, Moriarty did not look at the viewing platform, but looked steadily at his "enemy", Shahruman.
After the third twenty seconds, Gustav finished reciting the curse, and a bright but ruthless magical light suddenly lit up from the tip of his finger. And in front of Gustav's finger was the man who had belittled him and humiliated him.
, hurt him, hurt his Shahruman.
"Whoosh!"
Under the gaze of thousands of eyes with different moods, the tenth magic arrow of the gunfire team flew out.
The next moment, the magic arrow hit the ground half a meter behind the seventh-level warrior. A burst of snow immediately rose up, gently covering the trail of blood.
"We are settled!" Gustav looked at the former commander who barely raised his head to look at the general, and said: "You are a bastard, but you are still a good soldier."
"…Pooh…"
The seventh-level warrior tried hard to maintain his slightly dilated pupils, and used his last strength to breathe out towards his "old subordinate".
At the same moment, two completely different rays of healing magic descended on the dying Shahruman. One of them came from Moriarty, and the other came from Mrs. Hanquan on the viewing platform. Please search for Piaotian Literature, novels are better Update faster!
