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Chapter 1740 The battle is at the end

ah!

Ashuram yelled suddenly from the confession room, and then quickly took several steps back.

Nightmare!

He felt as if he had had a very terrible, but very real nightmare!

Just thinking about the scenes I saw in my mind gives me a splitting headache.

Just now, Ashuram saw the homeless man again in the dream world.

The tramp there was not as embarrassed as in reality. He was wearing a gray cloak and his hair was combed extremely cleanly with dozens of whips.

And he is obviously a powerful supernatural being, a natural druid.

He is also the leader of a group.

In that red desert composed of rolling red sand, this natural druid made vines sprout from the desert, made tree men appear out of thin air, and summoned elemental birds to fill the sky to protect his tribe from foreign enemies.

attack.

The foreign evil spirits that suddenly appeared in the red desert were unable to get close to this powerful natural druid within a ten-mile radius. They could only watch him helplessly and teleport the more than a thousand trapped tribesmen away one by one.

However, the sound of a war horse's neighing sounded.

Ashuram saw the cloudless sky suddenly covered in green, and the surrounding area also turned pale green.

A knight riding a green horse appeared staggeringly on the horizon.

It moved extremely slowly, but the shadow of the knight behind him grew larger and larger. In just ten seconds, it had already expanded to the point where it seemed to connect the heaven and the earth.

And under the gaze of this knight's shadow.

The creatures summoned by the Nature Druid are all dying rapidly.

Even the elemental birds screamed and collapsed into piles of light particles.

"Riding a green horse...is he actually the incarnation of the Death Knight?"

Naturally, the Druid smiled miserably when he saw this, and turned to look at the eyes of the tribesmen around him, revealing a trace of regret and guilt.

The tribesmen who were hiding in their cloaks all opened their cloaks at this time, revealing faces that were either young or old.

On different faces, the determination in the eyes is the same.

They looked at the natural druid, folded their hands on their shoulders, bent down deeply and saluted, and then said in unison:

"Clan leader, it is our clan's mission to protect the Pearl of Apocalypse."

"My clan has been preparing for this since the day we were born."

The Natural Druid was silent for a moment, nodded heavily, and then took out Ashuram's familiar wooden beads from his chest.

As wooden beads appear.

The sky all around suddenly became a little darker.

The evil spirits roared and rushed towards me, screaming loudly as if they wanted to take back the wooden bead.

However, a white light shield that was opened by the Natural Druid's hands bounced back.

"ah!"

"The remnants of the Nyak clan!"

"How dare you disobey the great apocalypse!"

"You can't do this!"

"Your sacrifice is meaningless! The apocalypse is unstoppable!"

The evil spirits were shouting and roaring beside the light shield.

The knight on the green horse in the distance was still approaching slowly.

And inside the mask.

With the appearance of the Pearl of Apocalypse.

All the cloak tribesmen knelt on the ground, with the Pearl of Apocalypse as the center, recited ancient and obscure spells, took out daggers and other sharp weapons, and stabbed themselves in the heart.

Blood spilled down the sharp weapon and dyed the iron red.

At the same time, wisps of transparent souls that Ashuram could see flew out from the hearts of these tribesmen, and then overflowed with threads and connected to the Pearl of Apocalypse.

The Pearl of Apocalypse was about to be wrapped up by the soul power threads of thousands of tribesmen, but there was a sudden shock that directly broke all their threads.

At this moment, all the thousands of tribesmen aged dozens of years, and some old people even turned into mummies, as terrifying as they were.

However, no one was afraid of their changes, but instead showed a relieved smile...

Looking at the Pearl of Apocalypse falling to the ground after the shock.

Watching the Orb of Apocalypse fall to the ground, the green horse knight suddenly froze, and then his figure began to slowly fade away.

They laughed. Their clan had lived up to their mission and tried their best to protect the Pearl of Apocalypse.

"Hopeless!"

"So what if the Pearl of Apocalypse is sealed now?"

"Without a new abode, it will soon be unsealed again, and then summon the great Knight of the Apocalypse again!"

"Your sacrifice...is worthless!"

The evil spirits screamed, with uncontrollable anger in their screams.

Naturally, the druid shook his head slightly and walked over quickly,

He picked up the Pearl of Apocalypse and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

"Crazy! You're crazy!"

The evil spirits shouted:

"Your body and soul have already reached their limits, and you are no longer a guardian!"

"You are destroying yourself!"

The evil spirits shouted.

Naturally, the druid shook his head slightly and looked at the evil spirits around him with disdain:

"I just don't want the value of my people's death to be underestimated."

"Just find a new guardian before it collapses."

"I... my clan's mission and glory can be passed down!"

The natural druid came here softly.

The green light in the sky just disappeared.

The harsh wailing sound resounded throughout the world.

A giant carrion-like whale suddenly rushed out of the void, making a sad whale call.

The whale's eyes are as black as ink.

Many tribesmen couldn't help but be attracted to look up, and immediately screamed and turned into pools of blood.

Ashram also looked curiously, and just saw the pair of dark eyes.

His head felt as painful as ten thousand silver needles piercing it deep. He opened his mouth, but couldn't scream. He wanted to close his eyes, but found that he was completely frozen and could not move his eyelids.

At that moment, Ashuram even felt that he was experiencing the pain of breaking through the limits of human beings. At that moment, he felt that it would be better to die!

Finally, it was the tall back of the Nature Druid that blocked Ashuram's sight, allowing him to escape.

It was also this that allowed Ashuram to see the last glorious moment of the natural druid.

The giant carrion whale actually did not attack anyone.

After it escaped from the trap, under the guidance of the evil spirits, it headed towards a space crack that opened in the distance of the desert, hoping to leave from here.

"The Whale of Corrosion!"

"Destroying beasts of the Knights of the Apocalypse, now is not the time for you to show up... It's better to stay in this secret realm with me."

The natural druid, whose back could only be seen by Ashuram, suddenly opened his arms, and after shouting, he uttered unknown but powerful words one after another.

Every time a powerful word is shouted, an emerald green vine will shoot out of the sky and be tied to the body of the giant carrion whale, slowing down its movement.

With every word spoken, Ashuram could notice that a small piece of the druid's body would suddenly be missing, just like a humanoid paper figure being pinched off with a small fingernail.

The potholes are extremely irregular.

But because of this, dozens of vines completely trapped the giant whale in the sky, making it unable to move.

Naturally, the druid's body also became dilapidated, with gaps and even holes everywhere.

Although no blood was shed.

But thinking of the scene of the homeless man melting away at the last moment, Ashuram's eyes filled with tears.

He was convinced that everything was closely related to what was happening now.
Chapter completed!
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