The black eagle, who was flying in the front, shrank its pupils and used one of the three most basic magical techniques.

"Time telling."

Elf Calendar, July 18, 003, at 8:54 am.

A round clock phantom turned in his eyes, making a crackling sound.

This is the magical technique after improvement, and you can know the current time at any time.

There is no time difference or delay, and there has never been any problem.

If consumed, it is almost nothing, and you will recover after breathing.

As for what the time division here comes from, it is not something he can know.

How much is the time difference between it and the earth? Just pinch it in and out in every second, and you can go in and out in a long time in one day.

He only knew that every month here is about thirty days, and every day is twenty-four hours, which is calculated based on the time on earth.

As for whether this timekeeping method originated from him or from the gods, a certain god-fellow chose silence. I didn’t expect that I would have a day when I used culture to influence the other world.

He didn't know anything else, and as for the authenticity of the matter, the parties involved would never disclose any information.

Behind him was a black crow formation flying in a herringbone team, with the Black Crow Druid as the captain and the descendants of the divine object Black Crow as the soldiers, and there were thirty or forty flying.

Their eyes were as sharp as eagles and falcons. The powerful black crow once fought against the birds of prey and was undefeated. They were well-deserved descendants of divine objects.

Under the leadership of the leader Black Hawk, fly towards the direction of the next tribe.

"Woo"

In front of a flat mountain staircase, dozens of stout female taurens made long whines.

The sound came from a distance from the hillside and echoed in the distance.

The timid male taurens stood aside, and they dared not get close, and they were even used to such days.

Among these male taurens, a tauren who tried to curl up his body was constantly taking deep breaths.

His palms were a little wet and his scalp felt a little numb. This was a matter of destroying the foundation of the entire tribe.

It is also a huge turning point that needs to change the fate of the entire race, and he has no choice but to be nervous.

"What's wrong with you? (Simple translation)"

A weak tauren who was not much taller than him suddenly asked, and found something was wrong with him.

"No, it's okay." The young tauren shook his head, let out a deep breath, and glanced at the many male taurens standing on the edge with him.

What are he still worried about? Could it be that he will let the female taurens squeeze them until they die?

‘Time-reporting technique.’ The young tauren said silently.

A faint clock phantom passed by the corners of his eyes, showing three pointers of different lengths of time, minute and second.

It's almost there, and it's a few minutes before the attack.

Soon, they are going to finish their worship.

The young tauren clenched his fists. He had never condensed magic power in the main world before, and he was afraid that one day he would be seen by God.

Because many of the adventurers were still fighting together today, the traces of their names darkened the next day, and there was no subsequent text.

They were all dead, dead in the dangerous main world. You should know that most of them have already begun with druids, and ordinary beasts cannot do anything to them.

In this land, besides those gods, who else can threaten the extraordinary elect?

Therefore, he could only pretend to be normal as much as possible and did not dare to show any extraordinary movements or thoughts.

Fortunately, the male taurens were unable to participate in worshiping gods, which also reduced the possibility of some exposure.

Last night in the illusion god space, Haoyue, the god-loving master, told him in detail about today's combat plan.

Because today is the day to launch an attack, he took advantage of the morning to meditate as slowly as possible on his body, for fear that the magic fluctuations caused would expose himself.

In his left hand, he was pinching a magic trick and a spell with his right hand. The extraordinary mental power fluctuations were silent, ready to be stimulated at any time.

Second Ring Divine Art: Determination of Faith.

The general believers, those who believe in the shallow believers, those who believe in the honest, those who believe in the true believers, according to the five beliefs, the casters can see the various brilliances on the casters.

Similarly, it can also be regarded as a marker magic for positioning coordinates, and its function here is naturally to be regarded as a positioning marker.

Second Ring Spell: Blood Boiling Technique.

Accelerate the blood flow of the cast target, so that the body state can get a bonus of about 20%, depending on the personal situation.

Both skills are within the scope of low-level spells, but they are very practical at this time.

"Woo"

The female bullheads kept slapping their chests and making sounds of slapping. The arms, waist, abdomen, thighs and there were strong muscles bulging high everywhere. Under the thick and tough membrane, extremely powerful power was hidden.

The worship ceremony is about to end, that is, they are going to be dispersed.

The young tauren stood up and straightened his backbone in the eyes of many male taurens.

He remembered what the God of All Beasts said to him, "When you don't need to hide, please straighten your back. What you carry will not make you feel inferior."

When there is no need to hide, he can be his original appearance and bloom his true self, just like now.

Crack, a series of crisp bone collisions sounded like fried beans, and the 150-meter-50-6-meter-long young man straightened his back.

There was a burst of brilliance in his eyes, which was excitement, passion, and responsibility.

He understood his duties very well, and he wanted to lead the new tribe and continue with the new tribe.

"Roar!" In the eyes of many female and male taurens, the young tauren suddenly roared.

Then he watched his left hand stretch towards the altar, and a strange feeling floated into the hearts of many taurens.

Swish swish swish

The rich light symbolizing the craziest man blooms on this flat ground.

The believer believes in whatever God says, and does whatever God says, and completely devotes everything he has to God and completely loses himself.

Of course, there are a few bright colors that are flickering. They are honest people who do not interfere with others and do not treat themselves harshly.

And the crazy believers are also commonly called madmen.

The elves said: God loves the world, and believers who do not love the world will not be loved by the gods.

"Shit"

A long roar, a long roar, a bird song from far to near was sharp and harsh, and a large group of black crows came straight towards the female tauren.

Many female taurens let out dull roars, moving their eyes away from the low-level male tauren and looking at the big black eagle in the sky.

"roar"

"roar"

"roar!"

Roars came one after another, Haoyue's eagle eyes glared, and the two pairs of space mushrooms under her claws moved, and the magic power triggered the bomb drop device.

Mushrooms with fists were lumped in stone, sliding out of the cracks in the space mushrooms and whistled to the ground with the sound of wind.

The female bullheads instinctively felt something was wrong, and even felt the feeling of danger.

But they instinctively feel that the power of the group is the greatest, and the safest among the Tartar crowd.

Just as they were hesitating and pausing, the Black Hawk had already flew by with the Black Crow.

Swallow

Boom boom boom boom

The shock-burning mushrooms and smoke mushrooms and explosive mushrooms are 1:1:5 respectively. The blooming fireworks exploded among the crowd of treasures nearly three meters high.
Chapter completed!