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The power of the God of War is all over Lao Zhu's body. In the thorny ridge in the evening, Lao Zhu is like the God of War burning with flames, no! More like the Sun God. This power of the God of War, full of wreaking destruction, is harmful to Lao Zhu's body.
The kodo below was invisible, as if it had not seen it, and it did not affect the kodo in the slightest as it continued to move around with its four hooves.
At this moment, Lao Zhu felt a surging power coming from his body, and his whole body was filled with warmth. When the changes on the bone necklace disappeared, the power of the God of War that originally spread over Lao Zhu's body also gradually disappeared, and the tight
Holding his fist, level eight, this is an eighth level warrior. Lao Zhu can feel that his strength has increased several times. Compared with himself at level seven, Lao Zhu can now fight ten.
This is not to say that Lao Zhu's strength has increased tenfold, but that the gap between now and before is huge.
Joy appeared on Lao Zhu's face. It was an unexpected joy to be able to break through at this moment. The huge stone in his heart had begun to loosen. The strength of the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe and a ninth-level warrior still brought Lao Zhu
There was strong pressure, like a huge stone, weighing heavily on Lao Zhu's heart. If a powerful ninth-level warrior could not handle it well, he might overturn the Totem tribe.
Lao Zhu must worry about ninth-level warriors suddenly coming to assassinate him. In this world of Azeroth, unlike his own in the Three Kingdoms world, the force here is extremely powerful. If there is no strong person in charge of the beheading operation, it can be easily carried out.
Lao Zhu, who has broken through to the eighth level warrior, is still one level away from the ninth level warrior, but at least Lao Zhu now has a lot of confidence.
A seventh-level warrior facing a ninth-level warrior would be instantly killed, but after Lao Zhu is an eighth-level warrior, even if the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe does it himself, as long as he persists in a few moves under the protection of his personal guards, it is not certain who will win, let alone
Said that the old leader of the totem tribe is already old.
This is a Western magical world, not an Eastern martial arts world. The older you get, the more powerful you are. Just like an old monster, any old man fishing by the river may be a master who has returned to his original nature. However, this situation cannot be achieved in the Western magical world.
It will appear that a true peak powerhouse will always be in his prime, and his strength will slowly decline as he gets older. This is the case with the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe. If he wants his strength not to decline with age, then he only needs to find the eternal life.
Just the method.
It's like Illidan, who has been imprisoned for ten thousand years. He is still alive and kicking and causing trouble when he comes out. However, it will still be some time before Illidan jumps out and defends the Holy Mountain of Hyjal from the invasion of the Burning Legion. There are still nearly ten years.
Twenty years of buffer time.
Time passed slowly, and Lao Zhu no longer rode the kodo beast. The road here was even more difficult. The kodo beast was abandoned by Lao Zhu, leaving a wild boar warrior to guard it. Lao Zhu
Walking on this narrow road with long strides, news continued to come back from the front, like Lao Zhu reporting the location of the Totem Tribe's defeated army. Lao Zhu took out a map and compared it. He would be able to reach the Totem Tribe at noon today.
Unsurprisingly, the battle that will determine the fate of the southern part of Thorn Ridge will end today.
The road ahead is blocked by the defeated army of the Totem Tribe. Lao Zhu does not know what is happening to the Totem Tribe now. If it is defeated by the Sideburn Blood Tribe, then Lao Zhu will break the game and will undoubtedly fail. At this time, it depends on his luck. Lao Zhu has already
Do all the things you can do, it depends on whether fate loves Lao Zhu or not.
Where the Totem Tribe's defeated army was, Marfa kept urging the young leader of the Totem Tribe to march quickly. Marfa had no idea what was going on in the Totem Tribe camp ahead. After all, Marfa was still a little warmer, so he couldn't do it like Lao Zhu.
Marfa's calmness and impatience are the reflections of Marfa. However, the young leader of the Totem tribe did not have any doubts about Marfa's constant urging. Instead, he recognized Marfa's loyalty and praised Marfa lavishly.
At the same time, he also adopted Marfa's suggestion and quickly rushed back to the Totem Tribe camp. The young leader of the Totem Tribe was as concerned as Marfa, but their purposes were different. Marfa was concerned about the interests of the God of War Tribe.
At the Totem Tribe camp, the battle has lasted for more than a day. The Sideburns Blood Tribe's attack was divided into two teams day and night, taking turns to rest and attack. They vowed not to give up until the Totem Tribe camp was captured. Both sides
The casualties have reached the level of 4,000 wild boar warriors. Although most of the casualties are from the Sideburned Blood Tribe, they cannot withstand the large number of Sideburned Blood Tribes. At this time, the Totem Tribe has already shown its invincibility, and it is the end of a strong crossbow.
There are only more than 1,000 wild boar warriors who are still intact, and half of them have been sacrificed. However, among the more than 1,000 wild boar warriors, it is obvious that their movements are not as agile as they were a day ago, and their tired posture is obvious. They can only use half of their combat power.
Not bad,
Next to Yanxue, the human man who was sneaking saw the situation of the Totem tribe and smiled on his face. The Totem tribe was at the end of its fight and could not hold on until noon. The overall situation was decided. The human man withdrew his eyes from the Totem tribe camp and looked at Yanxue.
, the smile on his face became even brighter and weirder, and he quickly dodged and disappeared into the battlefield of the Totem Tribe camp. At this time, the human man couldn't wait to send a message to the earl, telling him that everything went well with the plan, and that the south of Thorn Ridge had already arrived.
Unite.
The human man disappeared, but only the human man glanced in the direction where the human man left, and others could not feel it. However, the man who was two steps higher than the human man could still detect the human man, but for the human man's
As he left, Yanxue didn't care. He was just a down-and-out human thief. Although he had some cleverness, what Yanxue was most concerned about now was the battle situation in front of him.
The fierce battle continued. A wild boar man came to Yanxue's side and spoke slowly. A sneer appeared on Yanxue's face. He raised his eyes and looked towards the south, where countless people appeared at the moment.
The black spots, with the eyesight of the ninth-level warrior of Yanxue, can be seen clearly at a glance. They are wild boar warriors, the army of the Totem Tribe. The army that appeared in the south was not only noticed by Yanxue. The old man of the Totem Tribe was always watching.
The clan leader also saw it from a distance.
Although the strength of the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe has declined, his eyesight has not. Joy appears on the face of the old patriarch of the Totem Tribe. The reinforcements have returned. This has made the morale of the desperate wild boar warriors in the Totem Tribe camp explode.
At that moment, the battle in the Totem Tribe camp became even more complicated.
