Chapter 52 Misunderstanding
"Old man, please calm down!" Mo Tan seemed to be able to feel the cold and piercing killing intent behind him, and quickly turned around to try to comfort: "There must be a misunderstanding here, I will help you Put..."
Buzz! !
The sound of breaking through the air interrupted the second half of his sentence. The old orc, who was obviously unconscious, yanked the bolt hard and jumped into the air, holding it high with a creepy momentum. He killed him with a chainsaw, and roared vaguely: "It's useless to talk more!"
Although Mo Tan dodged the blow with a sudden dive, the ground behind him was However, a deep ravine was cut out, and the piercing sound of the chainsaw made the two of them feel cold at the back like a talisman. Even Cordoba, who had very strong attributes in all aspects, did not have the courage to fight back.
After all, it was indeed their fault!
"This orc..." The blue dragon Fimiguel looked at the old orc who transformed into a chainsaw maniac with a pair of dragon eyes, and sighed: "Obviously when I saw it just now His physical fitness is still very average, but how come he suddenly has such strong fighting power? Neither the strength nor the speed is what his physical level can achieve."
Cordoba dragged Mo Tanlian. He crawled to the side of the dragon, hugged Femiguel's paw, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go! Hurry up!!"
Mo Tan didn't want to run away. But Cordoba was holding on to him tightly at this time, and said very seriously: "Don't regret it later, if you dare to stay now, you will definitely die!"
< br>"Wait a minute!" Fimiguer muttered: "But I'm really tired...you know..."
Buzz! !
"Kill you... kill you..." The glistening saliva slipped from the corner of the old orc's mouth. His eyes had lost focus, and his hand was unconsciously pulling the chainsaw wildly. They all looked sick and weird: "Kill you..." Kill you! !”
Fimiguel suddenly looked horrified and shouted with his huge eyes: “This is a magical horse’s fighting power!” He kicked off the ground, flapped his wings wildly, and was in the air in the blink of an eye.
Two minutes later...
"Kill you! Kill kill kill!!"
The old orc standing on the ground muttered a few more words, then rolled his eyes and lay on the ground. After a while, he started to feel happy. With the sound of snoring, the engineering creation still held tightly in his hands gradually stopped rotating and slowly fell silent.
Surrounded by miserable ruins, the farm, which had been destroyed three times in less than a day, was like a war site, filled with endless vicissitudes and desolation.
……
High in the sky
"Uh... ow..." Femiguel gasped and flapped his wings desperately. He looked extremely tired. Mo Tan, who was hanging on the left dragon claw, even saw him sticking out his tongue. .
Córdoba, who hugged his other paw tightly, let out a long breath and sighed with lingering fear: "Finally he ran away. Who is that old man? Even Fimig You are panicking.”
"Actually, it's not very strong. It can even be said to be non-threatening..." The dragon's voice trembled a little: "But I always feel that the guy's aura is terrifying. Phew, let's not talk about it for now. I really I’m almost exhausted!”
Cordoba curled his lips: "Are you a dragon? Why do you get tired so easily?"
"I brought your kid here from Tianzhu Mountain, and then passed myself on After going back, I flew back in the shortest time!” The giant dragon gasped without any image: "In order to go faster, I used five wind gust runes at the same time! As a result, I took you two to the sky again before I could catch my breath after landing. Now I am almost completely exhausted. Son..."
At this point, it suddenly tilted its body, and the entire dragon tilted dangerously in mid-air. It finally managed to maintain its balance again.
"Are you okay?" Cordoba was frightened and said with a blue face: "You must not cause a plane crash for us on a whim! Fall from such a high place. , even if nothing happens between us, my friend will be smashed into a box! "
Mo Tan was also startled and said quickly: "Brother Long, hold on!"
"I can't hold on for long!" Fimiguer flapped his wings desperately. Gritting his teeth, he said: "I definitely won't be able to go back to Tianzhu Mountain today. Is there anything closer nearby?" Is there a place where I can come down and rest?”
This dragon is indeed not in good condition. Mo Tan has seen Tianzhu Mountain in Mag’s notes before, although that place is also in the northwest. Mainland China, but it is quite far from Ankh Market. It takes ten days on foot. Half a month was enough to get there, but this giant dragon named Femiguel was able to cover almost a return distance in a few hours, and the second time it seemed that he still stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. It can be seen that it is not unreasonable that he has started to stick out his tongue at this moment!
He briefly recalled the simple map in his notes, and suddenly whispered: "The ruins of Underhill!"
"Huh?" Cordoba blinked: "What did you say?"
But Fimiguel stuck out his tongue with satisfaction (it nodded without energy), flapped its wings a little more, and said feebly: "What a great idea! Underhill Ruins is a good place, not only in the same direction as Tianzhu Mountain, but also not far from here, it’s right there!”
After that, it squeezed itself out! With all the strength I had gained from breaking out of my shell, I flapped my almost cramped wings and flew towards the southwest...
...
At the same time, the ruins of Underhill
In the ruins, four people and one beast were confronting each other...
Wan Yang, or you can call him Huo Yanyang now, At this moment, he was panting and looking at the giant beast in front of him. He was sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water. In front of him, two orc warriors were holding high their huge fang shields and were waiting...< br>
Behind the three people who were covered in bruises, stood a thin old orc with a wrinkled face. He was holding a long bone staff and carrying a huge black totem. His clothes were obviously too wide. Wearing a snow-white sacrificial robe, he seemed to be dozing off with his eyes squinted.
"Teacher!" Huo Yanyang smiled bitterly and looked back at his dry mentor, Meng Duopan, who also had the title of high priest, and shouted anxiously: "If this continues, how can the ancestors be deceived? It’s useless, the three of us really can’t hold on any longer!”
The latter shook his head slightly, stroked the bone staff in his hand, and said softly: "On the way to the Holy Mountain, every training has meaning. My child, you must know that you are a war priest..."
Then there is no more content.
Huo Yanyang really wants to cry. He is indeed a war priest, and he is a promising new war priest in the eyes of these NPCs. But the key problem is that all the skills he currently possesses are all It is an auxiliary type, and the conditions for use are ridiculous...
Even if the two tribal warriors around him are not weak, the sub-dragon in front of him will not be blessed with bloodthirsty. Orc warriors can be easily killed!
"Roar!!" The sub-dragon species with a small amount of rock dragon blood roared, and its body like a rhinoceros ancestor was suddenly covered with an earthy yellow film. This is one of the few talents it can use. One of the abilities has a very single purpose, which is to make yourself more resistant to beatings! It's a good thing that this is the case, otherwise if this beast with thick health, high defense and strong energy had two more offensive skills, Huo Yanyang and the other two tribal warriors would probably have rushed to the street.
The huge head hung down, and this armored dragon beast began to dig the ground with its forelimbs. This was a sign that it was about to start charging!
He stretched out his hand and struck twice on the war drum hanging on his waist. Huo Yanyang applied two bloodthirsty spells to the two people in front of him and immediately said loudly: "You two spread out, and come from both sides in a moment." See if you can overturn it, I'll stop it!"
"But, Master Sacrifice..."
"Just do it first! I won't die for a while!"
"Yes!!"
After the two men in front of him moved out of the way, Huo Yanyang pulled out a short bone knife from the outside of his boots, then swiped hard on his arm and took it out. A shower of hot blood.
The high priest behind showed an imperceptible smile...
Skills activated, bloody battle song!
The handsome orc with long red hair seemed to be struggling, but he still howled hysterically the moment the enemy started to charge:
"The big river flows eastward!!!"
The light red mist continued to escape from the pores, and then flowed back in an instant, coating his exposed skin with a layer of blood!
"The stars in the sky are joining the Big Dipper!!!"
The right arm that suddenly expanded in a circle was pushed forward hard, and in an instant, the strength nearly doubled to make Huo Yanyang He actually blocked the armored dragon beast's charge before it was fully charged. Although he was still shaken to the point of vomiting three liters of blood and losing nearly half of his health, he still successfully stopped the enemy!
"Hey hey hey!" Huo Yanyang's handsome face turned red for some reason, and he grabbed his bleeding left hand and held the opponent firmly in place: "Shen Beidou! ”
The Armored Dragon Beast let out a low roar, and just as he was about to lift off this little thing that was making crazy noise, it was hit by a wooden stake to the ground, and stars flashed before his eyes!
"Life and death~~!" Huo Yanyang lowered his head, holding the totem pole he had just taken off his back with both hands and shining it into the face (head?) of this low-level sub-dragon species. ) got on the crazy wheel: "A bowl of wine!!"
The two orc warriors next to him were so excited that they rushed over to them with howls, and kept cheering: "Okay! The Lord Priest is so powerful! ”
The Armored Dragon Beast is just a weak sub-dragon after all. It was finally revealed that it was defeated after the yellow film on its body was broken by two strong men. Xiang, after being hit on both sides of the torso one after another, let out an earth-shattering roar. He opened his mouth desperately and was about to spit out something, but Huo Yanyang yelled, "You have it, I have it all," and gave him a pillar. Stab back.
Then...
Suddenly a loud dragon roar rang out from the sky!
Huo Yanyang, who had just lost his sense of shame and was about to be high-spirited, felt his legs go weak at that time. Did he bully a younger one and bring an older one?
Just as this dragon was about to be dealt with, a pure-blooded one showed up! ?
While muttering 'Hey hey hey hey, it's all there', Huo Yanyang looked up and found a huge figure in the sky not far away. It was obviously a genuine giant dragon. !
And looking at its rapidly flapping wings and its louder roar, it is obvious that it has come thousands of miles away to help!
"Yanyang, you all get out of the way!" The high priest who had been closing his eyes to meditate said softly. Then he raised his arm, which was not much thicker than a firewood stick, and lifted the arm that was at least two meters behind him with just one hand. Giant picture of five highs Tengzhu banged his head in front of him: "This is no longer a test you can bear!"
The three of them immediately let go of the heavily injured armored dragon beast and ran away quickly. Arriving behind the high priest.
"The dragon's mood is very unstable." High Priest Meng sighed, and then lightly patted the totem pole in front of him with his backhand: "I have to calm it down first before I can communicate with it. ...Spirit of the earth, please listen to my call..."< br>
The air suddenly became thicker, and then Huo Yanyang and others saw a dark yellow halo suddenly appear in the air, hovering above not far from the high priest, and then began to move towards the other end. The dragon spreads out with an increasingly strong sense of oppression!
And the other party also reacted in time, when there was a loud dragon roar: "Fuck!"
Huh?
Why did he seem to be able to understand the dragon roar just now...
Huo Yanyang was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a scene that shocked him extremely.
The giant dragon that was swept by the halo trembled, and then fell straight down from the air!
【The power of the high priest is so terrifying! 】
The two orc warriors next to them were stunned at that time. Looking back, the high priest with a somewhat stiff expression suddenly seemed much taller and majestic to them!
"The mentor's magic power is boundless! He is invincible in attack, invincible in battle, his magic is in the Central Plains, his magical powers are vast, he will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the heavens!" Huo Yanyang didn't say anything, and turned around to give himself this A great teacher knelt down.
But why is the great mentor looking confused at this time...?
"Crazy!"
The dust not far away gradually dispersed, and I saw the ice blue adult dragon roaring loudly: "I've flown so far I almost died from exhaustion on the road for a long time. I finally found a place to stay. Why did you beat me down for no reason?”
...
Isn’t this giant dragon here to cause trouble?
Sweat immediately appeared on the forehead of the high priest, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Misunderstanding! We were dealing with a violent sub-dragon species just now. I am really sorry for accidentally hurting you just now!"
The two tribal warriors looked at each other and immediately felt admiration. No wonder he was a high priest. Look at what he said, there is nothing wrong with him at all!
"Oh~ Brother Daqing, are you fighting monsters?" Another voice sounded from the feet of the giant dragon, and then several people saw a tall figure that looked like a human but not human walking towards this side in disgrace. , and then stopped when passing by the armored dragon beast.
The sharp, sharp, sharp 'staff' was raised high, Cordoba nodded to Huo Yanyang and others, and then with his backhand, he smashed the head of the still dazed Yalong, causing blood to flow, and said loudly : "Then let me assist you in the battle!"
Chapter 50: The End
(End of this chapter)