A pincer covered with barbs, like fine steel, with a vicious sound of breaking wind, clamped a female native in a patterned skirt. Listening to her screams of terror, her hands and feet were moving wildly, and she was struggling wildly.
When he tried to get out of trouble, he saw the pincers closing lightly and cutting the female native in half.
The lower body plopped down on the withered yellow field, and the intestines with thick blood flowed all over the ground. The female native who was pinched at the waist was still alive, her eyes and vision went black, and she couldn't make any sound.
She looked at her companions running in front of her in the distance, as well as her husband, wailing and wanting to come back to save her, but was held tightly by the rangers of the Green Ring.
"Run, run! She can't be saved!"
The ranger pushed the husband away with force, and saw in front of him a giant scorpion the size of a farmhouse - its chitinous carapace was glowing dark red, covered with barbs and pointed hairs; a pair of claws were covered in sticky substance
The blood was clamped there, making a clicking sound; the powerful barbed hook tail, with a corpse covered in purple and black poison spots hanging on it, was dangling in a provocation.
In addition, there are floating black clouds around this giant scorpion - they are not clouds, but countless swarms of poisonous insects from the arid areas of the southwest, summoned by the giant scorpion. Once they are entangled in the flesh and blood, they will
It will suck blood and apply poison crazily, turning the corpse into a skeleton in a few hours.
"It's okay to hold on for a while!"
The ranger drew out two swords, one long and one short, and jumped back facing the giant scorpion. He made a few gestures with the hand holding the short sword as if he were playing with swordsmanship, and then he leaned over and punched the ground, "Entangle."
The effects of the technique spread rapidly.
The dry weeds in the field seemed to be infused with strong vitality, and the roots were twisted and entangled. An area of dozens of feet in radius instantly formed a twisting grassland, tightly entangled with the giant scorpion's thick limbs.
Although this spell is not as good as the mage's "Black Tentacle", low-level rangers can also master it, and it is easier to cast in an environment with plants, and the spell has a wider range of influence.
The biggest problem with plant spells is that they are afraid of fire, but fortunately this giant scorpion has not shown any fire ability. I saw it still struggling to break free, and once it hit the ground, it was entangled in other weeds. Although it was not firmly bound, it was
It also slowed down its movements, and the ranger took the opportunity to turn around and run away.
Running in front of the rangers were hundreds of fleeing natives. They were all panic-stricken and dropped most of their baggage. Even the strong men did not have the courage to turn back. They abandoned their wives and children and ran away, fearing that they would be chased by things behind them.
superior.
He heard bursts of muffled thunder from the sky behind, adding a bit of biting coldness to the already dry and cold air. The ranger looked back and saw an extremely huge thunderstorm cloud high in the sky behind.
Like a black millstone hanging over the vast wilderness. The dark clouds circled rapidly, with occasional fierce thunder and lightning roaring inside, reflecting the two figures fighting fiercely in the clouds, and projected on the cloud curtain, as if they were two gods fighting.
For this ranger who is still struggling to figure out the middle level, the advanced spellcaster is like a god.
In the thunderstorm cloud vortex in mid-air, I saw the emerald-ringed sage, the advanced druid, and the "Three Kingfishers" Ta Valon, wearing emerald green feathers, shouting loudly, and their eyes emitted mighty "sun rays"
", pointed directly at the blurry figure controlling the thunderstorm clouds.
"Get away!" There was a thunder in the cloud, electric snakes danced wildly in all directions, and the violent wind and thunder shattered the "sun rays".
Ta Valon frowned, and his eyes focused on the blurry figure. It was not the effect of being covered by a spell, but was similar to a "gasified body", but it was the core of the entire thunderstorm cloud, driving the heaven and earth.
Incredible divine power!
"Sage of the Green Ring! Your obstruction will tear up our covenant!" Those were not the words coming from the vocal cords, but the symphonic sound caused by thunder and lightning, which exploded the space in Yun Guofeng's eye like a grid.
, the lightning was like a curtain, making people suspect that a big gap was about to be torn open in the sky.
Tar Valon's response brought the crisp bird song that penetrated the strong wind and reached his consciousness: "You were the first to tear up the covenant! You actually wanted to use our members of the Green Circle as sacrifices, resulting in this kind of consequences. Didn't you expect it?
Have you passed?"
The blurry figure in the center of the eye of the storm uttered thunderous words: "Prying into tribal secrets, stealing sacrificial supplies, and more importantly, you Green Ring actually kidnapped the descendants of the gods who presided over the sacrificial rituals!"
"I have told you again and again that the Green Ring has not participated in any sabotage of your sacrificial acts! This is someone deliberately framed and framed!" Tar Valon sternly retorted.
"quibble!"
With a loud shout, dark clouds surged across the sky, and thousands of thunder and lightning gathered, turning into a ferocious thunder and lightning that was thicker than the palace beams. Without giving Tar Valon any time to react, it tore the sky and the earth apart.
fall!
The huge thunder and lightning directly covered Tar Valon's figure completely. The light of the thunder and lightning alone was enough to blind a mortal. The instantly heated air was enough to burn the thousand-year-old oak into charcoal. The electric light penetrated the earth fiercely.
, the cold, dry earth was baked into the shape of clay, thousands of electric arcs splashed and exploded, blasting out a crater on the ground large enough for hundreds of people to lie down!
Thunder flashed past, and the sound of thunder spread across the field, reaching as far away as another knotted and stretched cloud layer in the sky.
When the lightning dissipated, Tar Valon was still standing in the air. The green feathers on his body were indeed damaged a lot, and his cheeks and arms were also burnt. However, despite his solemn expression, there was no trace of panic, and the emerald green clouds flowed through the gaps between the feathers.
, healing the physical injuries and defects in the feathers one by one.
The blurry figure in the sky was also secretly horrified. This terrifying thunder and lightning, which could kill four or five northern mammoths alive, was his most proud blow that he had been accumulating for a long time. Unexpectedly, it could not even seriously injure Ta Valon.
arrived, and it made him recover in the blink of an eye!
How strong a physique and vitality does this require?!
However, Tar Valon himself knew the truth in his heart and couldn't help but secretly thought: "Fortunately, I am already a 'Holy Priest'. I can get an endless supply of vitality from the Oak Holy Residence, and my physical fitness and elemental protection have been greatly improved... But this
The totem master's thunder and lightning power is really terrifying! Even the 'Stormmaster' among the druids who focus on the field of air elements cannot control such a large-scale storm weather and issue such a level of thunder and lightning attack!"
Tar Valon estimated in his mind that a mere "Stormbringer" would have to reach the legendary level to be able to control such a large-scale thunderstorm. But even the Green Ring had only one "Stormbringer" until the eve of the Battle of Ghost Bay.
Approaching the legendary level, and as a core participant in the "Endless Storm of Revenge", he has completely dedicated his life and soul.
Although when he first came to the New World, he learned that there were existences similar to druids like spirit messengers, which made Tar Valon and the remaining members of the Green Ring very happy. However, the current hostility made him understand that the two are incompatible after all.
.
"Sure enough!" Tar Valon's voice became gradually more powerful and majestic: "You so-called totem masters rely on devouring the totem spirits of other tribes to master far greater strength than before. No wonder the greedy Imperial Legion is willing to cooperate with you.
Signing a peace treaty... Was this method of devouring totem giant spirits taught to you by the 'Sky Singer'?"
The totem master who controlled the thunderstorm clouds in the sky burst into laughter. The thunder was blazing and the clouds were magnificent. He looked down at Tar Valon and replied: "This is the only way for us to unify Glanfaz! In the past
The era of tribes all over the world establishing totem worship is about to pass! If you, the Green Ring, are willing to give up and surrender, you may be able to make contributions and create greater achievements in our country of Glanfaz in the future!"
Glanfaz, the self-proclaimed name of the Aboriginal Alliance, means "descendants of the Ouroboros Serpent". Today, the most powerful tribe in the Aboriginal Alliance is the Ouroboros Serpent tribe. They claim that the Ouroboros Serpent is the oldest
The primordial spirit of the universe established the laws of nature, and the entire world is surrounded by the giant serpent Ouroboros.
Naturally, as a descendant of the Ouroboros Serpent, Glanfaz wants to unify all the indigenous tribes, and the totem giant spirits of other tribes must also surrender to the spirit of the beginning!
"Arrogant! The Green Ring is not a vassal of your Granfaz! This is how you treat your cooperating allies. Do you still want to rely on this method to unify all tribes?"
As he spoke, Tar Valon stretched out his arms, and three small kingfishers flew out of his feather coats. Their figures suddenly swelled, and the three-color aura swayed, and they turned into three very majestic birds. One of them spread its wings and burst into flames.
Like the legendary phoenix; one has awe-inspiring icy feathers, like a white owl that brings severe winter; the other has an electric waterfall all over its body, like a rare thunderbird among the peaks.
The totem master in the eye of the storm was not afraid at all, and added a bit of sarcasm to the thunder: "When I kill you, I will peel off your skin and make new clothes, and give these three little birds to the tribe.
Playing with the naughtiest children in the house, I wonder how long they can withstand the torture without dying?"
Tar Valon stopped talking nonsense and concentrated on it. Three birds circled and danced above his head, instantly forming a tornado of wind that reached the sky and the earth, spreading out without any hindrance in the thunderstorm clouds.
"Humph!" The totem master was also secretly vigilant, and could not see any specific movements from him. Crazy thunder came out of the clouds, electric snakes danced wildly, and played a tuneless song that shook the world, blue, bright purple,
Red, incandescent, and different colors of thunder and lightning blasted towards the tornado column indiscriminately.
But they saw thunder and lightning like a waterfall, and the dense offensive was actually absorbed by the tornado column. And as the tornado column became thicker and thicker, a "weather control" effect spread outward, and the magical power that could not be detected visually seemed to be easing, but in fact it was like mercury pouring down the ground.
, penetrating into the entire thunderstorm cloud.
It was like a black stone mill covering the sky. The rotation speed gradually slowed down. The thunderstorm clouds that were originally moving in an orderly manner suddenly became unstable. Large swaths of dark clouds immediately turned into pouring rain, watering the dry land crazily.
"You actually-" The totem master did not expect Tar Valon's sudden attack. In a rage, he frantically squeezed out the remaining lightning power in the thunderstorm cloud, intending to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
"This is my re-improved 'Tower of Storms'! You've never seen it before, country bumpkin!" Tar Valon's face appeared on the tornado column, and his voice was a sharp howl. As a druid, he also
Even Tar Valon himself found it strange to be able to call other people country bumpkins.
The totem master was about to make a move when he suddenly felt a fluctuation in the distant skyline, like a wave sweeping up from the sky. There was no special sound, light or shadow, just thunderstorm clouds that seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible force. In the distance,
The fluctuations accelerated Tar Valon's "Weather Control", and in the thunderstorm clouds, most of the swirling winds and clouds were disintegrated!
"Oh my, the fight was so lively."
A slightly feminine voice reached the ears of everyone above and below the ground, and in a flash of silver light, Xuan Weizi appeared on the battlefield. He looked at the indigenous refugees who were escaping in embarrassment, and then turned to look at the fierce battle in the sky and clouds.
"Wow wow wow, what a huge battle. The Aboriginal Alliance actually has such powerful people. No wonder the Imperial Legion wants to cease war with them." Xuan Weizi put his palms on his forehead and looked from a distance.
At this moment, a dense "clicking" sound was heard, and a giant scorpion appeared next to Xuan Weizi. It swayed and rushed over, and its terrifying mouthparts made a high-frequency hissing sound, driving the swarm of insects straight away.
Pu Xuan micron.
“Oh?”
The ground becomes a wall.
As a result, the giant scorpion showed no fear at all. Its hard chitin carapace contained only a few sparks. It rushed out of the wall of fire and leapt into the sky. Its poisonous tail sting reflected the vicious green light.
Then there was a muffled "thud" sound, and the giant scorpion hit an astral wall that appeared out of thin air. Xuan Weizi knocked lightly, and the entire astral wall instantly changed like a fluid, turning into a hemisphere.
It's like a big bowl turned upside down, trapping a giant scorpion inside.
The giant scorpion suddenly became furious, dashing left and right, its pincers hooking its tail like a siege weapon, and it fought back wildly in the bowl. Several cracks appeared on the astral wall, which was made of similar frosted glass.
"Oh, the astral wall is not a 'force field prison' after all." Xuan Weizi shook his head and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if teasing a noisy pet, without any sense of crisis.
"Are you that Dr. Olenso?" I heard gloomy words coming from the wind. The words were not very standard in common language, and the wind was a bit hot and dry, not like the breath of winter at all.
"Exactly." Xuan Weizi showed a polite smile, staring at a mountain peak in the southwest of the horizon, telepathically cutting into the wind: "Since we have said hello, why hide far away?"
"I heard that you defeated the 'Son of the Fire Demon' Fusman?" The sinister words in the hot wind made people feel numb when they heard them: "It seems that the news is wrong. With your strength, I'm afraid you still can't."
Not enough to face the wrath of the 'Sons of Fire Demon'."
Xuan Weizi chuckled and said: "You are quite well informed. Since you are so sure, why don't you continue the attack?"
"Yeah?"
There was a question in the wind, and the ground under Xuan Weizi's feet suddenly cracked, and a ground-burrowing purple worm burst out of the ground, with its mouth wide open and full of sharp teeth, ready to bite Xuan Weizi into pieces!