However, the Prince of the Earth was like an overly nervous old man, and nothing fell from the sky. Rosalian and Tsunemasuko took the opportunity to approach together, and the leopard claws and big sticks crashed down.
The Prince of the Earth held one arm across his arm, blocking a heavy blow that could break an iron pancake. The air around him solidified, as if forming a special force field barrier, slowing down the movements of Rosalian and Tsunemasuko who were fighting closely, and they moved faster and slower than each other.
No waiting, it's like time has slowed down.
But time only slowed down for Rosalian and Hengmasiko. The Prince of the Earth struck back with one punch. The power of the mountains breaking through the earth and rising hit them, making their muscles and bones tangled and their internal organs shocked. Although there was no blood, they were already gone.
He suffered serious internal injuries.
The slowness of time only lasted for a moment, as if it was just an illusion. In the eyes of others, it was the Prince of the Earth who pulled Rosalian and Tsunemasuko back with unparalleled speed.
"You didn't launch an attack on me. Could it be that-"
The Prince of Earth immediately realized that the lightning powerful enough to injure him and still cannot recover from it must be heading towards the Son of the Holy Scale.
At present, the Son of Holy Scales led the elites of the Ouroboros Serpent tribe to launch a powerful offensive towards Chaidui Town. The Son of Holy Scales even led it personally. It took half a day to make the enemies in Chaidui Town retreat steadily. The three Totem Princes also
It is an advanced spellcaster that firmly suppresses the enemy.
However, it is a very dangerous thing for the Son of the Holy Scale to come to the front line of the battlefield in person. Another Son of the Holy Scale, Modos XXVI, was raided by the "Son of the Flame Demon" Fusman and many high-ranking mages.
He was seriously injured and had to perform the Holy Scale Sacrifice to reincarnate his soul.
"Since I dare to come, I won't be unprepared."
On the bed sedan, Nerissa XXVII was playing with a simple clay pot in his hand. The magic fluctuations were not emitted outwards, but converged inwards. It was more like a storage vessel with no limit, to store all life.
, soul, and magic are all swallowed up.
The sons of the Holy Scale throughout the ages would use part of the magic power carrying their own memories and experiences to create magical objects, which would be used as a medium to guide soul reincarnation during the Holy Scale Festival.
The current pottery pot is a transformation of the soul-inhabiting holy object. Because it has very close properties to the Son of the Holy Scale, any intervention targeting the Son of the Holy Scale - whether it is a magical effect or a physical attack.
, can be absorbed and devoured by this soul pot!
Especially those attacks that are too powerful to kill, enough to kill the son of the Holy Scale in one blow. The soul-carrying pot can fully bear it on his behalf, ensuring that the Son of the Holy Scale is safe and sound!
The characteristics of this soul-holding pot are said to be somewhat similar to the mage's "Absorption Technique", but the effect is much more powerful because it is not limited to magical effects. Even if there are any special attack methods, it can completely break through the Son of the Holy Scale.
The protective effect, spell resistance, saving throw resistance, and Soul Pot can all be completely withstood.
Of course, such a magical object, which is equivalent to giving the Son of the Holy Scale an extra life, is extremely difficult to make. Its particularity is that the soul-carrying artifact of the Son of the Holy Scale is an indispensable core raw material, and can only be made from the Holy Scale.
The Son of Scale made it with his own hands, and no matter how skilled the priests and gods were around him, there was no way they could interfere.
And for existences like the Sons of the Holy Scale, "an extra life" is actually a very strange thing. Their souls can be reincarnated from generation to generation. The life experiences accumulated over many years give them a very clear self-understanding, and they are not as strong about death as others.
of fear.
However, that was limited to the environment where the Ouroboros tribe thrived in the Great Plains in the past. Now that the colonists have invaded and the Imperial Legion is advancing forcefully, the Sons of the Holy Scale have to re-examine the environment in which they are based. The five Sons of the Holy Scale are still
There are only two people left. If they die and are reincarnated together, the Ouroboros Serpent tribe will immediately lose its backbone.
No matter what, Nerissa XXVII must survive now and win more benefits for the Ouroboros tribe. This is also the basis for maintaining the long-term rule of the Son of the Holy Scale!
Whenever the Son of the Holy Scale saw the various magical and powerful spells of the imperial mages, he felt deeply that the soul magic was backward and weak. The Ouroboros tribe seemed to have ruled the Great Plains for thousands of years, but they were just trapped at the bottom of the well.
The frog actually didn't make much progress.
And the magic circle in Chaihei Town is like a natural chasm in front of Glanfaz! If this magic circle can be captured and used for oneself, then the Ouroboros Serpent tribe will be completely reborn!
In terms of actively learning the magic skills of the colonists, the Sons of the Holy Scales admitted that they had no fundamental conflict with the Sky Singers. The only difference was that their Ouroboros tribe, or simply the Sons of the Holy Scales, must be the leader.
After thinking for a long time, the sharp thunder and lightning that could hurt the Prince of Earth was still not seen. Suspicion gradually arose in the son of the Holy Scale. Dr. Olenso of Chaihei Town has always been scheming, and it has basically become the consensus of everyone in Glanfaz.
, who knows if he is going to launch a surprise attack while he is relaxing?
"It's really ridiculous. Am I just waiting for the lightning strike? I don't only have the soul pot to save my life!"
The son of the Holy Scale suddenly had a thought, and was a little bit dumbfounded. The wood of the bed and sedan chair beneath him came from the totem poles erected by the Bloodkissed priests in the many temples of Glenka Mountain City. Each one has experienced hundreds of years of piety.
Worshiping, watching countless bloody sacrifices, the power of the soul is deeply infiltrated into it. In the large bed sedan built with this, the spirituality of the soul is transformed into a dense protection, like a movable fortress, with a similar "sacred habitation technique"
The effect is shrouded - or it is more appropriate to say "evil residence technique".
Not to mention, the seemingly simple robe on the Son of Saint Scale is actually passed down from generations of Son of Saint Scale. A single thought can give the wearer the same defensive power as three layers of adamantine plate armor.
"The best defense is to attack. There is no need for me to be restrained by the enemy." The Son of Holy Scales made up his mind to take over Chai Dui Town in one fell swoop. Even if he had to pay more casualties, as long as he could occupy Chai Dui Town's magic circle,
That’s extra income!
The Son of the Holy Scale gestured to Prince Agni on the other side of the sedan chair. Behind him were six hundred Scale Heart guards. They wore simple leather armor and tied the sharp bones of animal teeth at the edge of their fists to look like fist blades.
, or simply replace the amputated arm with a weapon.
These Scale Heart guards, who look like beasts transformed into adults, do not have the restlessness and restlessness of beasts at all. The skin under the armor is pale and deathly gray, like statues standing behind the bed and sedan, providing the most loyal protection for the son of Holy Scale.
As a magical creation of the Ouroboros Tribe, the Scale Heart Guard is similar to the flesh golem made by mages. However, compared to mages pursuing flesh and blood assembly, Bloodkissed priests prefer to only replace the victim's heart, using a
A plant called the scale heart nut provides magical power.
The output of this magical plant is rare and strictly controlled by the Bloodkissed. In addition to being the most loyal guards of the Children of the Holy Scale, priest families often make a small number of Scaleheart Guards privately to provide themselves with protection.
However, the quality of the scale-heart guards produced by the human sacrifices who did not participate in the Holy Scale Festival is much lower. Perhaps due to the relationship between the Holy Scale Festival, once the authentic scale-heart guards are completed, they will first obey the Son of the Holy Scale.
Order.
The 600 Scale Heart Guards who are following Granfaz's army are almost coming out in full force. They have transformed after death and have far greater strength than in life. Each of them has the brute strength of a bull.
, its skin is rough and its flesh is thick, and it is difficult to be injured by ordinary iron, and it is difficult for ordinary spells to affect it.
Watching the Scale Heart Guards, led by the Prince of Fire, silently walking towards the battlefield. The ordinary soldiers on both sides showed fear and got out of the way. Most of them had seen the power and terror of the Scale Heart Guards. Once they entered the battle, these soldiers wearing
Inhuman monsters with human skin will burst into extremely violent and bloodthirsty side, and any friendly troops that approach rashly will be chopped into pieces by them without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Just as the Son of Holy Scales was waiting for the outcome of the battle, he suddenly stood up in shock, his expression frozen.
To the left and right of the bed sedan, there were many Bloodkissed nobles who had gone with the army. They may not have any level of magic, but they held high positions within the Bloodkissed. The Son of the Holy Scale was worried about letting them stay in Glenka Mountain City to make their own decisions.
So they were ordered to go out together.
Of course, how can these pampered Bloodkissed nobles fight in battles? Their greed for life and fear of death is also the source of happiness for the Son of the Holy Scale. Anyway, they are not expected to be of any help. They are more like jesters and clowns.
.
As blood-kissed nobles who did not have much ability to protect themselves, they all tried their best to get closer to the bed sedan, just to get more protection. When they saw the Son of the Holy Scale suddenly acting strangely, they couldn't help but take the initiative to ask:
"Son of the Holy Scale, I wonder what happened? Can we help you?"
"Shut up! You bunch of pigs!"
The eyes of the Son of Saint Scale appeared like snakes, and the frightening aura surged, and the substantial shock wave swept outwards, frightening the blood-kissed nobles on the spot to the point where their mouths were crooked, their eyes were twisted, and their hands and feet were twitching.
The son of the Holy Scale exploded with great power, and the shadow of a giant winged snake appeared above the bed and sedan chair.
…
With a flash of silver light, Beidou dropped his sword and returned to the Xinggang Dharma altar to warm up. Xuan Weizi sat in the sky and breathed out a long breath.
The assassination operation against Prince Liushui was mainly arranged by the incarnation. What Xuan Weizi had to do was to use the Beidou Shaking Sword at the appropriate time. The specific timing and how to use it still had to be judged by the incarnation.
With Xuan Weizi's current cultivation level and magical power, it is far beyond the reach of the sword to travel a thousand miles. Even with the blessing of the Xingzang Dharma Altar, three or four hundred miles is already the limit. But the space laws of this world have other wonderful features.
, moving and traveling can "borrow" the star world, shrinking a thousand miles into an inch, allowing the avatar to determine the spatial orientation in advance in the distance, lock the target, and then directly use teleportation spells to shorten the distance of the sword.
The incarnation of the rage unleashed by Prince Flowing Water is indeed powerful in combat. In some respects, it is even more lethal and destructive than the Prince of Earth. The Son of the Holy Scale only placed Prince Flowing Water in the rear, and it was obviously not just relying on his blood.
He comes from a kissing family, but he does have excellent skills.
When Avatar faced Prince Flowing Water, he could barely delay it for a while with only his psychic powers and storm giants. He lacked the means to defeat the enemy. Avatar himself could escape, but that was inconsistent with the goal of the operation.
Xuanweizi transformed into Glanfazi and assassinated Prince Liushui, while he was in Chaidui Town to deal with the attack of Glanfazi's army. This time, the son of Shenglin was determined, and it was just as Xuanweizi expected.
Let other tribes march in other directions, and the Ouroboros tribe gathered more than 3,000 elites to try to storm Chai Dui Town.
Of course, without the Ouroboros Serpent tribe sending enough manpower to oversee the army, the other tribes' advance was almost like a snail's pace, allowing Xuan Weizi to fully mobilize his troops to concentrate on dealing with the Ouroboros Serpent family.
But even when facing the three thousand elites of the Ouroboros Tribe alone, everyone in Chaidui Town can feel unprecedented pressure. The quality of the enemy's soldiers, formations and offensives, and spell support are all challenging everyone's nerves at all times.
Xuan Weizi was in the middle and looked at the overall situation. The Xinggang Altar was also working hard to provide an endless supply of spiritual energy to the psychic warriors. It timely sent cloud-patterned talismans to Sanduoli, Duolun and others; at the same time, it conveyed battlefield information telepathically.
Provide command at all levels; from time to time, mana must be used to provide fire support for the front line.
They are also controlling the Star Gang Altar, but the current battle is very different from the one in Huowu City. To deal with an odd number of strong men like Fusman, Xuan Weizi summons generals and can concentrate the majority to attack the minority. But facing a group of
The battle between masters in the sky and the confrontation between the two armies on the ground. Different formations have to adopt different offensive strategies and cooperate with each other to cover each other. This is an unprecedented test for Xuan Weizi. Even if the Xinggang Dharma Altar is close to him, it will be a little careless.
The end result of losing everything.
Although the Son of Shenglin was right behind the enemy formation, Xuan Weizi did not use the purple sky thunder to directly hit the gorgeous bed sedan like he did with the Earth Prince. Firstly, the enemy must have been prepared for it, and secondly, the purple sky thunder was consumed too much.
And it tends to attack individuals, so it is not suitable for use in such situations where large armies are fighting fiercely.
Coincidentally, at this moment, he transformed into an assassin to assassinate Prince Liushui. Xuan Weizi made the sound of Beidou shaking his sword, which probably shocked the opponent. He was stunned for a long time before sending out a killer weapon like Scale Heart Guard.
Xuan Weizi watched the scale heart guards arrive in front of the formation, just as the shadow of a giant snake appeared above the bed and sedan chair - a pair of wings like clouds hanging from the sky, capable of rolling up tornadoes on the plains; its slender body, winding and circling, could wrap around mountains.
It overturned and turned over; the thick scales reflected the sun like a giant shield, reflecting the endless vicissitudes of time.
In an instant, the giant winged snake exuded a majestic and compelling momentum, causing the fighting on the battlefield to suddenly stop. Both the enemy and ourselves were frightened by this sight.
"Are you the only one who can show off your magic?"
Xuan Weizi frowned slightly, flew in the air, and turned into a god by twisting the formula. Hundreds and thousands of guardian immortal spirits circled the arch, and the three eight scenes and the twenty-four truths each occupied their positions. Suddenly, the stars in the sky were like a canopy, and the emperor raised his sword.
The elephant stands between heaven and earth, facing the giant winged snake with cold eyes, filled with murderous intent!