Chapter 372 The Powerful Effect of the Bottle of Weakness
Just when Jiang Yu and Shen Shi'er were at war with each other.
The light emitted by the storage ring attracted the attention of the surrounding people like a magnet, attracting many lords to come here with their troops and gather in this area shrouded in mysterious light.
When they saw the troops of Jiang Yu and Shen Shi'er, their faces were filled with surprise and curiosity, and comments came and went.
“The first ones to arrive here are Shen Shi’er and Jiang Yu!” A Winged Human Tribe lord exclaimed in a low voice, looking back and forth between the two of them.
"Hey, it seems that the legendary ring has no chance with us. Given the strength of Shen Shi'er, I'm afraid it will eventually fall into his hands." Another werewolf clan leader shook his head and sighed, unable to conceal his disappointment in his words.
"Having said that, Jiang Yu is not an ordinary person, why can't it be him?" Someone raised an objection, with unwillingness and expectation shining in his eyes.
"Hmph, don't you see it? Not only is Shen Shi'er two levels higher than Jiang Yu, not to mention his 60,000 elite protoss troops, each of them is a killing machine on the battlefield. On the other hand, Jiang Yu has only 20,000 human soldiers, which is a huge difference in quantity, not to mention the difference in quality."
A lord who is friendly to the gods said with unquestionable certainty in his tone. .
Just as everyone was discussing and almost unanimously agreed on the direction of the situation, Jiang Yu's action broke the silence.
He took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and then took out a bottle-shaped object that shone with a strange light from his arms - the bottle of weakness.
This is a medium-sized precious relic that he synthesized at the synthesis station today. He did not hold anything back and used it decisively!
‘Just try the power of this medium-sized precious relic! '
As the mouth of the bottle of weakness was slowly opened, a rich and mysterious gas suddenly erupted and spread quickly, shrouding everything around it in a hazy white mist. .
This fog not only obscured the sight, but also seemed to have some strange magic power, making everyone present feel unprecedented oppression and uneasiness.
In the white mist, Jiang Yu's figure was looming, and his eyes became extremely firm, as if he had foreseen the coming reversal.
The god Shi'er and his protoss troops showed unprecedented dignity in this sudden change.
Just now, Jiang Yu's bottle of weakness was activated, and the ancient and powerful magic contained in it exploded instantly. An indescribable invisible gas swept out like a storm and spread to the entire battlefield at an alarming speed. , completely covering Shenshier's 60,000 elite divine troops.
In an instant, a strange and depressing atmosphere filled the air, as if even time was slowing down at this moment.
Under the influence of this mysterious gas, a hazy mist began to appear in the eyes of the Protoss soldiers, and their vision became blurred, as if the entire world was covered by a thick veil.
Their bodies also became weak and weak, and even the most basic defensive movements seemed clumsy and slow.
What’s more serious is that their thinking began to become chaotic, and there was a serious disconnect between instructions and actions. The once orderly formation instantly collapsed and became a mess.
When Jiang Yu witnessed this scene, an uncontrollable ecstasy surged in his heart.
He knows that this is the perfect time to fight back! So, he waved his arms violently and shouted loudly: "Kill!"
This order cut through the sky like thunder, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the human soldiers. The three generals Lu Bu, Bai Qi, and Li Guang took the lead, rushing into the chaotic divine troops like three bolts of lightning.
They each led their elite soldiers and launched a fierce charge against the enemy with overwhelming force.
Faced with the high morale and unyielding fighting spirit of the human soldiers, even the divine troops who were in a disadvantageous state could hardly withstand this unstoppable torrent.
On the battlefield, the lights of swords and shadows intertwined, and the sounds of killing and the clash of weapons came one after another.
The surrounding lords, who originally gathered here just to watch the excitement, seemed to be suddenly hit by an invisible force at this moment, their eyes widened, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
Some of them were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground, while others clenched their hands into fists, with complicated emotions flashing in their eyes.
"Holy shit, this...how is this possible? Such a large-scale impact is simply unprecedented!" A lord's voice was trembling with shock, and his eyes were fixed on the battlefield. This area is shrouded in mysterious gas, as if you want to see everything clearly through the fog.
“This is definitely not an effect that ordinary relics can achieve!” Another lord echoed, his tone full of affirmation and awe, “Such a huge coverage area, such a powerful negative effect, This relic must be at least a medium-sized rare grade or above, and it may even be an even rarer medium-sized precious grade!"
As soon as he said this, there was a gasp of air around him.
The medium-sized precious relic is a dream for every lord present.
But at this moment, such a treasure actually appeared in Jiang Yu's hands. How could it not be shocking?
"Jiang Yu...he actually owns a relic of this level?" Someone murmured to himself, his voice full of disbelief.
"It must have been synthesized by Jiang Yu at the synthesis station! But having said that, Jiang Yu must have a lot of relics on his body, otherwise it would be impossible to synthesize relics of this quality!"
"This is too strong!" More lords expressed such emotion.
They began to realize that Jiang Yu might not be as simple as they thought before.
The bottle of weakness in his hand may change the outcome of this battle!
At this moment, many people were in awe of Jiang Yu and the relics in his hands.
In this way, while Shen Shi'er's troops were trapped in the quagmire of weakness, blindness and confusion, Jiang Yu's soldiers descended the mountain like tigers and launched a fierce offensive without hesitation.
They took advantage of this rare opportunity and relied on their agility and sharp weapons to shuttle through the chaos. Every time they swung their swords, the enemy fell.
In just a moment, Shen Shi'er's troops lost at least seven to eight thousand people, and as time went by, this number continued to rise, and the air was filled with thick blood and despair.
Shen Shi'er, who was at the back of the team, witnessed this scene, his face turned livid, his fists clenched, and his knuckles turned white from exertion.
His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, as if he wanted to swallow up the entire battlefield.
For him, this duel with Jiang Yu should have been an excellent opportunity for him to show the majesty of the Gods and crush his opponent, but reality gave him a loud slap in the face.
(End of this chapter)