This sea of fire stopped without any warning. One moment it was a sea of fire, and the next moment there was not even a spark left.
"The God of Death, so majestic!" At this moment, an unhurried voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and a figure suddenly appeared in the air.
This is a very old half-orc, which is completely opposite to the tall and strong appearance of ordinary half-orcs. He has a thin body and a stooped back. He is wearing a cloak and his exposed arms are skinny and bones.
He was leaning on a cane, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his silver hair was hanging behind him, looking like an ordinary old man in his dying years.
However, this old man gave people a deep and steady feeling. Those orc players just had no time to escape, but he took the initiative to appear here and spoke to Huang Yi in such a steady tone. It seemed that he had a lot of background.
And as soon as he appeared, the sea of fire was instantly extinguished, and it was most likely his doing.
"Who are you?" Huang Yi asked in a deep voice, holding on to the Wrath of the Killing God and not rushing forward rashly.
The old man smiled, nodded and said: "It is indeed a very normal request for the deceased to ask the name of the murderer before dying. I can satisfy you. Let me introduce myself, I am the great elder of the Orc Holy Land——
Salanruotu, I have lived in seclusion in the Holy Mountain for many years, but for your sake, I picked up my crutch again and went down the mountain again."
The great elder of the Orc Holy Land!
Huang Yi's heart trembled. The deputy dean, the sharpshooter Ika, had just told him that there were three powerful men in the orc holy land who were in the stage of ascending to heaven. They were the patriarch, the high priest, and the great elder. The one in front of him was named Salanruotu.
The old man is actually the Great Elder!
He must have used some kind of secret method to know about the battle here immediately, and immediately teleported over to eliminate himself.
Salan Ruotu showed a kind smile, as if looking at a junior, and praised: "I have to say, you are the most talented child I have ever seen in my long life. In just a few years, you have become
You have grown to this point. Looking at our Orc Holy Land, only we old guys are completely sure to kill you. However, considering that you have repeatedly escaped the pursuit of our Orc Holy Land, this time, in order to
To prevent you from escaping, I specially brought an ancient formation flag here. So, don’t think about escaping, fight me with all your strength, and then die in my withered hands. This is your only choice.
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After saying that, an old small flag suddenly appeared in Saranruotu's hand.
This small flag was no more than the size of a palm. It was shabby and old. There were a few holes on the flag. It fluttered slightly in the sea breeze. There was nothing special about it.
However, Huang Yi stared at the small flag with a solemn expression. He had focused on the formation course at Oskan Royal Academy, and he had a deep understanding of how powerful this small flag was.
Under normal circumstances, field-type formations are arranged in advance in the combat area before the battle begins, and then the enemy is lured into the range of the formation, which is not very convenient to use.
But in the long past, the clever ancient goblin clan invented the formation flag. The formation was directly painted and engraved on a magical little flag. During battle, you could just take out the small flag and insert it into the void, and you could instantly create a formation.
Field formation.
Some formation flags drawn and carved by masters of formations, once inserted, will cause changes in the situation, shocking the earth, and unpredictable effects. Some are even ancient formations that have been lost now, and there is no cracking method recorded in the book.
There is almost no way for those who join the battle to escape.
However, the ancient goblins have long since disappeared in the long river of history, and the formation flags have also disappeared since then. There are only a few remaining formation flags floating in the long river of time, flowing to the current era.
In the past few years, Huang Yi has never seen such a thing as a formation flag. Even Dragon Thorn, who is the best at formations among players, does not have such a treasure.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, I would actually see such a legendary treasure in the hands of this half-orc elder.
The Holy Land of Half-Orcs indeed has a profound foundation, and it can even bring out such almost lost things.
"Okay! God of Death, now that you know the cause of your death, you can die with peace of mind!" Saranruotu smiled slightly and thrust the formation flag into the void.
"Boom boom..." In an instant, the shabby little flag glowed brightly, as if it had suddenly awakened from a long sleep. Circles of purple light quickly spread from above, spreading to the horizon like ripples.
After those purple rays of light reached a boundary, they suddenly stopped moving forward and were compressed within the boundary.
Within this limit, the entire sky turned purple!
The strange phenomena in the sky and earth here soon alarmed the distant Central Continent. People in the coastal areas noticed the strange phenomena in this sea area and turned their heads to look over in horror.
In their eyes, in the distant ocean, there was a patch of sky that seemed to be circled by some mysterious force and turned purple. The boundary was very obvious, and they didn't know what was going on inside.
At this time, Huang Yi and Salanruotu were both shrouded in purple light and included in the range of the formation flag.
The angry ship on the sea below was not affected. The players from the Heroes Guild on the deck were still looking up at the sky with serious expressions, worried about Huang Yi.
"God of Death, come on! Let me see your strength!" Salan Ruotu said, the cloak on his body suddenly bulged, and he finally released his aura of a powerful man who ascended to the sky!
He held the crutch and without any defensive measures, he just rushed towards Huang Yi with such openness!
The others were not close yet, but Huang Yi felt the majestic pressure coming in waves like a tidal wave, causing his body to lean back slightly.
In an instant, Huang Yi made a judgment in his heart. The strength of this Salan Ruotu is at least a strong man who can reach the sky in two steps, or even reach the sky in three steps. He is much stronger than the previous Fan Yu!
Fan Yu was injured and was plotted by Huang Yi, so he was killed in frustration. However, Salan Ruotu was a powerful man with intact strength and could only fight head-on!
Huang Yi flapped the wings of freedom behind him and quickly retreated. While retreating, he stretched out his hand, shaking slightly in the air, secreting the toxin of the kiss of death.
Traces of colorless and odorless toxins were immediately released from the tips of his fingers, polluting the air along the way and quickly spreading in all directions.
Salan Ruotu followed Huang Yi's retreating path, chasing him straight, and soon rushed into the toxin-polluted air.