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Chapter 649 The initiator

"Do you think we will be unprepared at all?" Prince Iribis sneered, "Listen..."

When Prince Iribis said this, everyone couldn't help but look attentively listening.

There was a faint sound of fighting in the air.

Although what I heard was not real, everything really happened.

Their elite troops left on the periphery are under attack.

Obviously, this attack was so sudden, just like the attackers who suddenly appeared outside the king's tent, that the troops outside had no time to warn them.

"Why are you still nagging them? Kill them all!" Narentoya, who had been standing silently behind Prince Iribis, had an almost substantive cold light in her eyes, and her whole person was completely alive.

Came over.

This adjective is not an exaggeration at all.

Although Prince Zana and the others had previously recognized Narentoya's identity, she had always been like a lifeless piece of wood, standing straight there, with a very low sense of existence.

Coupled with her identity as a woman, she was ignored consciously or unconsciously, thinking that Iribis was the initiator of this incident.

When Narentoya opened her eyes, they suddenly realized that they seemed to have thought wrong again.

They never thought that a pair of eyes could change a person.

Whether it is based on the aesthetics of Odin orcs or Byrons, Narentoya can be included in the category of beauty. She has the tallness of Odin orcs, but is not as thick as ordinary women, nor is she fragile and fragile.

, but like a cheetah, slender with strength, deep facial contours, and delicate skin. It is obvious that her bloodline is not pure, and there are Byronic elements in it.

It is generally accepted that mixed-race children are more likely to give birth to handsome boys and beautiful girls.

The most eye-catching thing about Narentoya is her skin, which is as white as snow. Not only does it not have the color of being exposed to wind and sun, but there is not even a hint of normal blood color. Her whole body is as crystal-clear as if it was carved by ice and snow.

Transparent.

Normally, everyone would be in the mood to take a few more glances at this unique ice and snow beauty, but in this tense situation, no one would have such thoughts.

But when the eyes of this ice and snow beauty began to focus, her whole body momentum changed drastically. Her eyes were like needles. Even Prince Adair, who was famous for his bravery, couldn't help but move away after looking at her for a few seconds.

When they looked at each other, not only did he feel like pins and needles, but there was also an indescribable coldness and evil that was crawling along the way the two of them looked at each other and worming its way into his mind.

There was a voice, like a fly, buzzing in his mind, shouting the same word - Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

This voice seems to have magical power, making people have the urge to kneel before her and support her as the queen.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Prince Adair resisted this magical power, but several of the guards around him failed to resist. They knelt on the ground on the spot, trembling, and never dared to raise their heads again.

That situation was like a cowardly lamb that dared not resist when faced with a ferocious predator, and had no choice but to kneel down and wait for the predator to enjoy its meal.

"What on earth are you idiots doing? Get out of here, get out of here."

Prince Adair was frightened and angry, and kicked the guard who was kneeling on the ground several times, especially the last kick, which was obviously very powerful and directly knocked the unlucky guy into a gourd on the ground.

But the other party was still like a turtle dove, lying on the ground shivering and refusing to get up.

"Narentoya, what exactly did you do to them? What kind of witchcraft did you use?" Prince Zana also condemned, with a trace of unconcealable horror in his words.

The series of things the other party showed were completely beyond their imagination.

Narentoya, who had completed all the arrangements, had no intention of wasting any time with Prince Zana and the others. She simply raised her hand and coldly uttered one word, "Kill!"

Along with the word "kill", a ray of light visible to the naked eye sprayed out from her outstretched hand, and the target was none other than Prince Adair.

Prince Adair screamed strangely, with unconcealable anger in it.

Although he does not understand the opponent's attack method, it does not prevent him from being able to sense the danger.

Almost without thinking, Prince Adair grabbed one of his personal guards and used him as a shield to block him in front of him.

Click!

The unlucky personal guard was hit by the ray shot from Narentoya's hand.

This ray did not pierce the guard, but splashed on him like water.

It's just that this is not real water, but a mass of cold air, cold air with extremely low temperature.

The cold air spread over the guard's body at an extremely fast speed. He only had time to let out a half scream. His whole body was covered with an abnormal layer of blue and entered a frozen state. His expression was also extremely strange, as if he was

The smile, if you put aside the layer of blue, is no different from the Odin orc who froze to death in the wilderness in the middle of winter.

Prince Adair screamed again and threw the frozen guard out.

Only then did everyone realize that the hand he was holding the guard in was also stained with an abnormal blue color.

This blue water is not water, but a strange blue flame, which is spreading up along Prince Adair's arm.

However, most of the power of the blue flame was absorbed by the guard, and the erosion speed of the blue flame was obviously much slower.

Prince Adair also reacted decisively. Without saying a word, he waved the scimitar in his hand, and a cold light flashed through, directly cutting off his left arm at the elbow.

By the time his arms hit the ground, they had all been swallowed up by the blue flames. Just like the guard, they had turned into hard frozen meat. Even the blood spilled was pitiful.

If Prince Adair's reaction had been a little slower, even if he hadn't turned into a blue ice sculpture like the guard, half of his body would have been frozen. In that case, there would be no possibility for ordinary people to survive.

"What are you waiting for? Kill this witch. She is no longer Narentoya. She is possessed by a demon. There is absolutely no possibility of killing her today." Prince Adair did not even treat his own wounds.

Then he pointed a machete at Narentoya and shouted angrily.

"Kill these two bastards!"

"Get out!"

At this time, the other two princes had different reactions.

Prince Chagan chose to capture the thief first and capture the king first. He planned to take the opportunity to capture Narentoya and Iribisi first. As long as he captured them, he would still have a trump card even if he ran away.

Prince Zana's first thought was to protect himself. Now that they have fallen into the scheme, the enemy must be better prepared than them. It is not suitable to start a battle here. Even if they want to fight, they have to wait until they return to their own territory and mobilize

It is never too late to fight if you have superior strength.

Both of their ideas have their own reasons, but there is no absolute right or wrong.

What they really made wrong was that when facing a common enemy, they still did not choose to work together to overcome the difficulties together, giving the other side every opportunity to defeat them.

Naren Tuoya's slender jade hands kept waving.

With every wave, a blue freezing ray shoots out.

The speed is so fast and urgent that even those wolf marksmen who have activated the wolf attack can't match it.

Prince Chagan and the three Odin warriors he led were forced into a desperate situation.

They had just witnessed with their own eyes the miserable fate of Prince Adair and his bodyguards, how could they dare to let these blue rays touch them.

But there was not just one Narentoya in the field, there were hundreds of silent and almost eerie warriors surrounding her.

Narentoya's killing sound was like pressing the power button. The eyes of those strange and lifeless warriors also shot out the same blue light as the will-o'-the-wisp she shot, and they obviously made roaring movements.

But they didn't make any sound, and then launched an attack at the same time.

Their movements were obviously a bit stiff and uncoordinated, which made their speed a bit slow. Even their moves were a few back and forth, straight slashes, which didn't seem to be a deterrent, but when they waited

Once they fought, these carefully selected Odin warriors immediately suffered a heavy loss.

These Silent Odin soldiers did not dodge or evade their attacks. The scimitars forged from fine steel easily struck them, leaving huge gashes. One Silent Odin soldier's head was even damaged by the scimitar.

After cutting off most of it, he still maintained his forward swinging posture and struck the rusty scimitar in his hand on the body of the Odin warrior.

Although the Odin warrior blocked in time with his wrist guard and withstood most of the force, he still inevitably left a deep gash on his arm, and an abnormal itching was spreading across the wound.

, let this battle-experienced Odin warrior scream bad.

This is a sign of poisoning. These damn cowards actually quench poison on their weapons.

"These guys are dead bodies. Hell, these guys are dead bodies themselves. They are undead monsters that have been resurrected using witchcraft."

"Be careful not to be attacked or scratched by these monsters, they are poisonous."

Those Silent Odin Orc soldiers who were killed completely demonstrated the reason why they were different. There was no blood at all flowing out of their bodies, only a small amount of dirty, almost solidified black liquid, and the rest was nothing but rotten flesh.

The strong rotten smell can kill people alive.

"Narentoya, I didn't expect that you sold your soul to the devil and turned the corpses of your own people into undead souls. The God of Odin will not forgive you for such blasphemy. Sooner or later, he will send down a god.

Punishment, chop your body into pieces and purify your soul." Prince Zana yelled crazily and uncontrollably.

Before that, he had vaguely guessed the true identity of these Silent Odin orc soldiers, but he just couldn't believe it. He held on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping that this was just his guess and that Narentoya didn't do this.

Stupid thing.

Now the last glimmer of hope has been shattered, and he knows that there is no room for maneuver in this matter, because the other party is no longer his sister, or even a person in a pure sense.

"God of Odin?" Narentoya, who had always been cold and almost indifferent, finally had a reaction, raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile, "If the God of Odin is really so kind, when our people

Where was he when he was massacred? Where was he when my people were enslaved? Where was he when my people endured hunger and cold and died in despair?

Odin is already dead, he died three hundred years ago, and he will not provide you with any protection, either in reality or in your soul.

The only thing that can save the royal court is power. Only absolute power can control everything.

So, for the future of the royal family, please die!"

Although Narentoya was replying, her movements did not stop at all. The freezing rays continued to spit out as if they were free of charge.

Because of the delay of the immortal Odin orc soldiers, the three princes and the warriors they brought were in danger.

Narentoya's unknown witchcraft attack method was too deadly, and the strong armor was useless in front of her. Even the Odin warrior with the strength of a champion knight did not dare to use his own body to try the method.

Each time, they could only passively hide behind the undead enemies to avoid them. In the process, they even had to give up the opportunity to kill these undead Odin orc soldiers, or resist the opponent's opportunity to attack in the process.

Narentoya's freezing ray obviously does not distinguish between friend and foe.

The same effect fell on them, and soon there were ice sculptures in the field. Once hit by brute force, they would fall apart. They were really as brittle as they could be.

When Narentoya discovered that her attack had caused far more manslaughters than the threat to them, she decisively changed her offensive strategy and said to Iribis, who had been silently guarding her, "Protect me!"

"Understood." Iribis responded and took another step back, completely covering Narentoya behind him.

"Great Hel, the ruler of winter, the protector of the night, please allow me to borrow your power to purify this dirty world..." Narentoya shouted a prince Zana they had never heard of.

God's name.

The voice was sharp and high-pitched, reaching the sky.

What's even more incredible is that the words of praise she is singing like a ballad are not completely meaningless.

As it continues, even ordinary people, no matter how insensitive to power, can feel a huge force gathering around Narentoya, and the surrounding temperature seems to be decreasing rapidly.

The previous Narentoya's face was a bit too pale, but at least it was still within the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

As the invisible force continued to condense, her body was lifted up by a force, and her skin had a tendency to be transparent, including her long golden hair, which was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pure white.

"Stop her, stop her quickly, otherwise none of us will be able to escape." Prince Chagan's voice was distorted.

Even a fool can see that Narentoya is preparing for a powerful attack, most likely an indiscriminate, covering attack.

The power of the freezing ray she shoots casually is so terrifying that it is difficult for ordinary people to defeat it.

Such a terrifying move, once it is prepared, will turn everyone present into ice sculptures.

"Kill her, Zhebie, we will cover you, shoot her quickly!" Prince Zana shouted in response.

The individual combat effectiveness of these undead Odin orc soldiers is not particularly strong, but their fearless nature makes them particularly difficult to fight and kill.

Broken arms and legs, such injuries are not fatal to them at all, including cutting off their heads and still rushing towards them tenaciously, let alone ordinary scratches left on their bodies.

The only way to bring them down seemed to be to cut off all their limbs.

This method still didn't kill them completely, it just made them unable to move.

Fortunately, Prince Zana and the others brought with them people who were loyal to them and were among the best warriors in their tribe, so their courage was not so easily taken away.

If it were an ordinary clansman, most of them would collapse in the face of such an enemy.

There were too many undead monsters in ambush. When they first formed an alliance, they were suspicious of each other and agreed not to bring too many warriors, so each of them only brought five people.

Even without Naren Tuoya's restraint, it would not be that easy for them to rush out.

At least it was too late before her ultimate move came down.


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