Chapter nine hundred and eighty first chase after the tail
When Enzo saw the big barbarians running towards him with swords and swords, he shouted "Run", threw down his backpack, turned around and kicked several warriors behind him.
, driving them towards Wild Boar Tail Bay.
The soldiers dropped their heavy backpacks one after another, carrying only their weapons and arrows, and even their rations for the past few days, and ran back with their heads down. No one said a word, no one spoke.
, no one asked any questions, they just ran out with all their heart.
This is a group of barbarians, and judging from the traces of magic patterns under their skin and the mottled tattoo patterns on their faces, they are also the most feared and violent headhunters among the barbarians. This is a group of people who thrive on cutting off the heads of their enemies.
Honor, a madman who uses the skulls of enemies as currency and uses skulls as currency within the tribe.
Although other barbarians are called aliens, they at least still have some sense. Only these violent headhunters have never known what reason is. The purpose of their birth seems to be to kill or be killed.
Every time a war breaks out between alien races and mainland humans, the army of violent headhunters is the most terrifying existence for human warriors. They will launch suicidal attacks irrationally, killing and wounding a large number of human warriors, and at the same time, they themselves also suffer
Extremely heavy casualties.
Because of the crazy killing impulse in their blood, these violent headhunters have much greater combat power than barbarians of the same level. A celestial barbarian can easily fight against two to three human warriors of the same level.
As for a celestial violent headhunter, they can easily fight two to three celestial barbarians to no avail.
This is a group of lunatics, a group of real perverts.
In front of me, there were at least five hundred violent headhunters chasing after them silently, wielding long knives and swords. Among them were more than ten heavenly warriors, and the others were all high-ranking barbarian warriors. Such a group
A team of barbarians. They can even overwhelm a division of 10,000 human light infantry on a frontal battlefield.
"Escape as fast as you can!" Enzo roared loudly. He carried the captured golden werewolf on his shoulders and dragged him to the back of the team. He yelled and scolded, and asked the soldiers under his command to use
Escape as quickly as possible.
Fortunately, Vic's eyesight was good and he spotted these violent headhunters seven or eight miles away. So Enzo and the others still had enough distance to escape. If they had discovered these headhunters more than one mile apart,
Guy. Then Enzo can only fight desperately, but the result will undoubtedly be that Enzo's men will be wiped out.
The Seven Swordsmen in Blood, plus Enzo and Vic, there are only nine celestial warriors in this team. Two celestial violent headhunters are enough for Enzo and the others. As for the remaining barbarians, they don't need a meal.
In just one meal, Enzo's more than 300 men could be killed.
Fortunately, these soldiers under Enzo are all elites who have crawled out of the dead. They have fought bloody battles with Enzo, and have also escaped with their lives in embarrassment. Their foot strength is better than the last, and they all lined up in a neat line.
Without saying a word, he ran towards Wild Boar Tail Bay.
The violent headhunters behind also pursued forward without saying a word. They were tall, long-lasting, and extremely explosive. After just a quarter of an hour, they had caught up to Enzo and others less than six miles away.
Compared with humans, the natural advantages possessed by barbarians are too powerful. Enzo and others simply cannot outrun these barbarians when running long distances.
Suddenly, a violent headhunter with low-level strength let out a crazy roar, and slashed his chest with a knife. The moment blood spurted out, a dazzling light flashed across the body of this violent headhunter.
With the bloody light, his speed suddenly increased several times, and he quickly approached Enzo and the others with a swish of smoke.
In just a few blinks of an eye, this crazy and violent headhunter rushed to a place less than ten meters behind Enzo. He opened his mouth crazily and smiled at Enzo: "Humans, you are dead, that damn man."
Humans promised us three thousand prepared human skulls! Hey, three thousand human skulls, this is a lot of money, I can buy two new women!"
Lifting the extremely heavy mace, the violent headhunter, covered in blood, hit Enzo on the head with the club.
Enzo waved his hand back, a flash of white light flashed, and a white bone shield with a radius of three meters and a foot thick erupted from behind Enzo with a crunching sound, carrying a spinning shield.
Enzo's body was trapped. The mace hit the bone shield hard with a muffled sound, and a large piece of the shield was smashed into pieces, but the violent headhunter was also struck by the force of the counterattack.
Bounced away, he stumbled to the ground in a panic, rolling forward dozens of meters like a bull that was tripping while running furiously.
'Danglang' hit his head on a large raised rock. The iron-black boulder was smashed to pieces, and the unlucky violent headhunter also rolled his eyes and fainted. All the magic scrolls used by Enzo were Gaya.
Made with evil secret methods, the bone shield was originally a purely defensive magic, but after Gaya's processing, the bone shield also contained a trace of soul attack power.
The powerful barbarian warrior rolled to the ground and fell unconscious. Enzo jumped over with a tiger's lunge, and with a sword, it penetrated the opponent's eyebrows fiercely, harvesting his life. Then Enzo put away his bayonet sword.
, quickly caught up with the team and fled forward with the team.
The team of violent headhunters who were chasing after them suddenly fell into chaos. Several heavenly warriors and dozens of the strongest status warriors rushed out at the same time. They drew their long knives and rushed towards the man who was killed by Enzo.
The unlucky guy.
The head of a heavenly powerful man, and also the head of a heavenly powerful man of his own clan. This head is very valuable in the tribe of violent headhunters. He is worth at least five hundred ordinary skulls. And five hundred
With just one skull, you can buy ten fertile women with big breasts and big butts, and give birth to a lot of children for yourself!
Give birth to a lot of children, send them to the battlefield, let them chop off countless human heads, bring those heads back to the tribe, buy more women to give birth to more children, and then chop off more human heads.
..This is the most perfect life for a violent headhunter warrior!
Amidst the sound of "clang", several big knives collided together. The huge force shook the bodies of these barbarians and almost fell to the ground. A middle-level barbarian with the highest strength roared angrily: "Human heads"
, mine! Who robs it? Who dares?"
The two big knives slashed at this guy without saying a word. The two celestial barbarians said angrily: "We dare! If one head is not enough, if I chop you to death, there will be two heads!"
The mid-level barbarians in the heavenly position hurriedly waved their swords to defend themselves. The three of them fought in a group. The nearby barbarians also waved their swords at each other. For a valuable skull, they didn't care who the tribe was.
The more clan members die, the more skulls will be distributed!
Moreover, these people are all members of the same clan with heavenly status and status, and their heads are worth a lot of money.
With a few "chichi" sounds, huge gaps opened on the bodies of several barbarians, and large amounts of blood spurted out.
At this time, the violent headhunter holding the bloody flag roared angrily. As the leader of this headhunting and beheading team, this violent headhunter knew more or less what they should do to maximize their profits.
The head of this clansman on the ground is only worth five hundred human skulls, and there are more than three hundred human skulls ahead. Chop them all to death, and they will have thousands of human skulls in their accounts. And Enzo and the others are gods.
Although the skulls of human celestial warriors are not as valuable as the skulls of their own family members, the skull of a human celestial warrior can be exchanged for three or five good women.
So the barbarian leader cursed loudly. Relying on his identity, he forcibly chopped off the dead companion's head and hung it on his waist. Then he led his tribe forward to pursue him.
But after this period of delay, Enzo and the others ran away for another three to five miles, and the distance between the two sides widened to about eight miles. You must know that the weakest warrior in Enzo's team also has the strength of his status.
Their running speed is comparable to that of ordinary horses, and it really doesn't take much time to cover just two or three miles.
The barbarian leader roared angrily. He gave a few low orders, and then heard a strange roar. Five violent headhunters with heavenly strength stabbed his body severely. Blood spurted out.
Then, stimulated by the smell of blood, these guys chased Enzo and the others while shouting and laughing.
The flames of fighting spirit were gushing out, and with fighting spirit blessing the muscles of their legs, the speed of these guys suddenly increased several times. Like the big barbarian man who was killed just now, these five heavenly barbarians only blinked in a few seconds.
In just a matter of seconds, he broke through the distance of ten miles and quickly caught up behind Enzo.
Enzo held a magic scroll in his hand. He grunted lowly and crushed the magic scroll into pieces.
A green halo of light spread from Enzo's feet, and the bodies of several barbarians running towards him suddenly froze, and their movements became sloppy. Although the light of fighting spirit on their bodies was still burning, their running speed became gentle.
Ordinary people are no different.
Amidst the angry scolding of the barbarian leader, the five heavenly barbarians could only watch Enzo and others go away.
The muscles all over their bodies were stiff, the fighting energy in their bodies was not flowing smoothly, and their speed was slowed down to an unbearable level.
This is also a necromancy magic scroll made by Gaya - Zombie Delay Technique. People who are possessed by this magic will become the same as the lowest zombies. Their whole body is stiff and numb, and they can only move towards the slowest speed and with difficulty.
Walk forward.
Soon Enzo and the others were running farther and farther away, while the barbarians behind were running closer and closer.
When the barbarian brigade caught up with these five unlucky fellows, the barbarian leader gave each of them several slaps in the face, and roared with a mouth full of foul-smelling saliva, and led the people in anger.
He continued to chase forward.
The five celestial barbarians roared angrily. They were running slower and slower, and the evil magic power was eroding their bodies. There was no wizard from the Odin Temple to dispel the magic for them, and it didn't take half a day.
It is impossible for them to return to normal.
Enzo ran forward with a proud smile: "Those magicians always say that there is no useless magic, only useless magicians. It seems that I already have the talent of being a good mage. With a look
With the most useless magic, I killed five celestial barbarians!"
Vic complained breathlessly: "Stop talking nonsense, even if you kill five, there are still several more behind you. If two of them come out at random, we are no match together! If the remaining barbarians attack together, we will all
The army was destroyed!"
He howled to the sky angrily, and Vic asked in confusion: "This is the junction of the territories of werewolves and werewolves. Forgetting the presence of werewolves and werewolves, how come there are violent headhunters appearing? How far apart are their territories?"
There are still more than three thousand miles of land here."
Enzo's face became a little strange, and he said in a low voice: "Then, they are out to hunt for heads. When the snow thaws, the violent headhunters will hold a ceremony to worship the gods on summer nights, and their only tribute is the head of a foreign race.
They're here to hunt the heads of werewolves and werewolves!"
The corners of Vic's mouth twitched and he cursed in a low voice.
The large group of people ran forward quickly, but after running for dozens of miles, the physical strength of the soldiers under Enzo's command weakened rapidly, and they saw that the speed was getting slower and slower. After all, they were only warriors of a certain status, and although their fighting spirit was explosive, it had no endurance.
But it is far from enough. Being able to carry armor and weapons and run for dozens of miles is already their limit.
Enzo's face darkened, he casually crushed another scroll and threw it behind him.
Amidst the sound of "chichi", a small area of land behind them quickly turned into a black swamp, and a large number of green bubbles began to "gurgling". The few heavenly barbarians rushing at the front could not stop.
Their footsteps rushed into the swamp. Their bodies sank quickly, and a faint green aura quickly appeared on their skin.
The barbarians screamed in fright. They writhed out of the swamp in embarrassment and angrily cleaned the poisonous water and mud from their bodies. However, the poison had already invaded their bodies, weakening their strength a lot.
Just when the barbarians were in a mess, Enzo had already slowed down his pace and moved forward at a normal walking speed.
Everyone fastened their crossbows. Since they could no longer run away, they could only rely on the power of the magic scroll to fight these barbarians.
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