In the spawn area of the Ghast Leopard, four lucky hunters are running towards the entrance of the jungle. The seven or eight leopards following behind them are still not free from hatred and can harvest the lives of the people in front of them at any time.
There was a violent sound of breaking through the air, and a string of arrows passed by the ears of several people. The health bars on the heads of the three leopards running at the front instantly disappeared. A figure rushed out from the dim woods, and the clothes on its upper body were blown to pieces.
, the strong body carries a terrifying momentum.
"Qiao Da!"
"Torch!" Qiao Da said with a cold face, grabbing the torch that was still in the hands of a hunter, grabbing the quiver on the back of a hunter, and rushing forward without saying a word.
"Qiao Da, don't go there!" a hunter shouted urgently: "The prophet took Moli to the altar, and the wild boar also rushed over!"
Qiao Da ignored it and rushed directly to the edge of the leopard group. When he saw the two giant enhanced elites at the end, entangled in black energy, Qiao Da couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, his bow string trembled, and Qiao Da directly provoked all the leopards blocking the way.
group.
Continuous roars of beasts came from far away in the depths of the jungle. They were the roars of the strengthened native bears, mixed with the low but high-pitched weird calls originating from wild boars.
Two level 23 enhanced elites led the leopard group to fight Qiao Da, or rather, Qiao Da forced his way through the leopard group. The bow and arrow could not be used at close range and could only be carried on the back, and the sharp knife in his hand was also chopped.
Curling the blade, but even with bare hands, Qiao Da is still like a god of war descending to earth, unstoppable.
But his blood volume was also gradually reduced by the leopard's attack and the wind blade. Especially after facing the two enhanced elites head-on, Qiao Da's blood volume dropped very quickly.
"Ah!" The furious hunter burst out with ferocity like a wild beast. Two powerful iron hands grabbed the big mouth of the enhanced elite. His muscles bulged and his arms turned red. The strong power finally
It exploded at the wrist, directly tearing the elite leopard apart from it.
With dark blood splattered all over his body, Qiao Da continued to rush forward among the leopards, but the leopards around him were still tightly surrounding him, blocking his progress.
The blood volume is getting lower and lower, Qiao Da's viciousness is becoming more and more intense, and the number of leopards around him is constantly decreasing.
Finally, the fight lasted for an unknown number of minutes. Qiao Da, who was covered in blood, rushed out of the group of leopards, and there were only a few leopards left behind him. These leopards were still chasing him. At this time, Qiao Da
But he ignored the group of leopards behind him. The health bar above his head still had one-third, which was not much, but just enough not to make him feel weak.
Jasmine, wild boar!
Rescue Jasmine and kill the wild boar!
With two beliefs firming his steps, Qiao Da rushed towards the altar in the forest along the direction in his memory.
The Evil Soul Jungle was not originally called the Evil Soul Jungle. It was once a favorite place for hunters, and believers of the God of War established an altar to the God of War here. But more than ten years ago, evil undead creatures occupied the altar, and overnight
, countless vines grew in the jungle and blocked the passage. Hunters from the town entered here to explore, but never returned.
Because there was the sound of the howling of the dead every night, the place was gradually renamed the Evil Spirit Jungle, and hunters did not dare to visit it anymore.
Simple townspeople will naturally not associate the great God of War's Prophet with the evil spirit jungle here. If we summarize it from the player's perspective, the old witch wearing the God of War's Prophet is obviously from this leveling scene.
The final wave ss.
God of War Prophet? The title of Necromancer should be more appropriate. The Necromancer lurking in the town single-handedly directed Moli's tragedy and has been waiting for Moli's soul to mature for fifteen years.
Finally, tonight is the harvest season for this old witch.
The violent running brought heavy breathing. The torch in Qiao Da's hand was thrown somewhere among the leopards, and he could only identify the road with a little moonlight.
There was a 'mound' in front of him blocking his view. Qiao Da's pace slowed down while he was running, and he seemed to have stepped on some mud under his feet.
Looking down, he saw a large pool of black blood. The black blood merged into a stream, and the source came from the mound in front of him. Qiao Da pulled up his bow and arrow and touched it carefully. The wind passed by, and a ray of moonlight shone on the soil.
On the pile, this is the carcass of a giant bear.
I walked around to the front and took a closer look. The belly of this giant bear was densely covered with blood holes as thick as a baby's arm. This giant bear also bled to death.
Suddenly turning around, Qiao Da continued to run forward, and a picture appeared in his mind.
That wild boar’s tusks!
Qiao Da couldn't see the wild boar running forward a hundred meters ahead. A piece of flesh and blood was torn off its back by the giant bear, but at this time, the black energy was lingering and not much blood flowed out.
The health bar above his head was still half-full. In order to quickly deal with the giant bear, Lin Yutian attacked desperately, using a life-threatening style.
Don't let anything happen to Jasmine. Don't let anything happen.
It was like a spell lingering in his heart, not to mention other feelings. This was his first or only friend, this was a girl who saved him once, this was an NPC that he could communicate with.
We absolutely cannot watch her die, even if we give her this pig life!
Hum!
His eyes suddenly opened up, and Lin Yutian once again set foot on the charred land. In the cold moonlight, black cloaks were wandering here. More than a hundred meters behind him, a figure hurriedly came, and Qiao Da was about to arrive.
From a distance, I saw four strong men carrying wooden boards onto a broken altar. The old witch raised her hands, and more than a dozen piles of green fire were burning around the stone altar.
Lin Yutian rushed forward. Because he was running in a straight line, he directly triggered the hatred range of the two cloaks. The undead roared, and pale skeletons emerged from the scorched earth. The little wild boar led the group of undead monsters and ran forward.
, as if leading hundreds of undead to attack the altar, with a huge momentum.
Qiao Da also rushed into the scorched earth at this time. There was a wild boar in front of him, and he was running forward without any hindrance. And he did not see the wild boar hidden by the group of skeletons, and his attention was focused on the distance.
altar.
On the altar, four strong men slowly walked to the four sides of the altar and sat down cross-legged. Black air spread around them, gradually engulfing their bodies. They were originally puppets refined by evil magic. At this time, they became puppets.
It became a pure power of darkness, providing power for the following rituals.
The old witch stretched out her hand, and Jasmine, who was tied to the wooden board, opened her eyes with a groan, and what she saw was the old witch's old, shriveled face.
"First, Lord Prophet!"
"Don't call me prophet, I hate this name." The old witch carefully took out a bottle of green potion from her arms, "You can call me the great necromancer - Norofu Ofina Soka.
"
"What are you going to do?" Moli's expression unexpectedly calmed down, "Are you going to kill me?"
"I like souls with anger and hatred." The old witch opened the cork of the potion and slowly handed it to Moli's mouth, "You know Moli, I have discovered your pure soul since you were three years old.
, I need to use it to heal. So I killed your parents, grandparents, and your whole family. I also spread rumors in the town, making people think that you are the incarnation of an evil spirit. Don’t you hate me? Haha.
Ha ha."
Jasmine frowned and just looked at the witch in front of her quietly.
"Your aunt also died in my hands." The sharp nails scratched Moli's fair face, and the old witch tried to arouse her anger, "Don't you still hate me?"
"I killed them, I am an evil person." Jasmine closed her eyes in pain.
"Okay, although it's not perfect, it's enough." The old witch sighed, pinched Moli's lips with two fingers, and drank the green potion in her hand against her teeth.
Jasmine was choked and coughed violently, her pupils instantly dilated, and her breathing gradually became weak.
Peng!
A ball of green flame exploded inside Jasmine's body, swallowing her body instantly.
A smile appeared on Moli's little face. It was a smile of relief. From now on, she could sleep peacefully. No one would scold her, be afraid of her, or hide from her...
Lin Yutian, who was running towards him, was stunned for a moment. When the altar more than ten meters away burst into green flames, he felt that the world around him was rapidly collapsing.
Jasmine!
"Huh? You are still alive?"
The old witch was a little surprised by Lin Yutian's appearance. The staff in her hand swayed slightly, and a puff of black air burst out from the scorched earth, directly binding Lin Yutian who was running in place. "But, what can you, this strange wild boar, do?
?Hahaha! This is the world I rule, children! Chop it into pieces!"
A group of skeletons waved their swords and instantly engulfed the wild boar that was fixed there; behind the group of skeletons, a strong hunter burst out with fierce anger in his eyes, raised the bow in his hand, and drew the bow to the full string!
