owlsbooks Chapter 264
Chapter 264
The aborigines living in the giant mangrove forest are far less powerful and tall than the people in the winter due to the single type of climate and food, but this does not mean that they are not good at fighting, but because of their small size and small muscles. They are strong, which makes their movements more flexible, and because they live in the dense forest where they can die at any time for a long time, their minds are more ruthless, and their attacks are far more ruthless than the civilized and disciplined people in winter.
What's more, the place where the two sides fought was in the dense forest. After the two sides came into contact, the natives, relying on their powerful mobility and weapons covered in poisonous sap, killed many guards of Harbor City in the first place.
But fortunately, Ronan made a move!
Although the original city defense team in Harbor City consisted of three or two cats, it was better to have someone use them than to have no one. Just sacrificing one or two is okay, but most of them cannot be lost. Ronan still hopes to cultivate them into a cat. What about the sharp knife team!
"Psychic magic—strengthening will!"
"Psychic magic - excitement surge!"
"Mind Magic—Will Corruption!"
The first two are the buffs to the friendly forces, and the latter is the disintegration of the will of the natives. In just a moment, the city defense troops who were still a little flustered were stabilized under the leadership of the various captains, and they remembered the training in the past. Experience, quickly enter the state, and fight with the native warriors who are not in good condition, the situation of the battle is suddenly reversed!
Seeing that the people of the tribe fell into decline, the patriarch of the Black Mountain tribe couldn't sit still anymore. He roared to the sky, waved the big stick exuding evil aura in his hand, and rushed straight to Ronan who cast magic. His eyes were vicious, Suddenly it became clear that Ronan was the leader of these empires, and he wanted to get rid of Ronan wholeheartedly, but someone would not let him do what he wanted!
"You despicable native, dare to attack the city lord!"
After the start of the battle, the female knight wandering next to her kept staring at the chief of the Black Mountain clan. In her opinion, the ordinary people of the Black Mountain tribe were all small men, not worthy of her action at all. Only this one was at the same semi-holy level as herself. The mangrove warriors at the beginning level are worthy of a fight. Seeing that the opponent couldn't hold back and rushed straight to his own city lord, Daxi made a decisive move. A brilliant sword light suddenly appeared in the air, and an ice crystal shot out from the big sword in her hand , Go straight to the patriarch of Montenegro.
The Black Mountain patriarch who jumped into the air was an excellent target, but at the moment when the ice crystal slashed him, a mutation occurred. His body seemed to have broken through the limits of the human body, and seemed to be parasitized by some kind of strange creature. His back suddenly softened into a ball, abruptly turning into an irregular strip of meat in mid-air, and by this, he transferred the ice crystal sword light that hit his head to his right arm.
boom!
After a loud noise, the Black Mountain patriarch fell to the ground, but he only got up after knocking down a few mangrove trees that were thicker than bowls. He tore off his arm that was frozen by the frost, and danced His big stick rushed towards Daxi. At this moment, he still didn't understand that as long as Daxi was still alive, he couldn't get close to that big man.
One person wields the big ice crystal sword, and between the swings, the ice crystal sword with magical power is shining brightly, freezing all directions; the other person is waving the big stick exuding black energy, which seems to have been cast with a special magic spell. Full of spells, all plants touched by it perish within two or three breaths.
The two sides fought fiercely, and the extraordinary power emitted by them would kill others if they were not careful. From a distance, it looked like a large two-color millstone, dividing a large area of the dense forest with great momentum.
In the distance, Ronan stood on the carriage. With a wave of his hand, a light blue magic barrier unfolded, covering himself and the carriage below him. He didn't want to walk back.
He admired this female knight named Daxi, recalling her family inheritance in his heart, and after watching her fighting rhythm for a while, he was quite satisfied.
In his own words, she is a good seed with double A in speed and skill, and she is skilled in fighting. It can be seen that she has been tempered in real-life battles. Although her inheritance is too underground, part of her potential is limited, but... no It's okay, I'm here.
Daxi is a good seed worth cultivating, but the premise is that she knows how to advance and retreat and understands Ronan's deep meaning. On the other hand, looking at Lexi on the side makes Ronan even more satisfied.
Lexi was not idle. He immediately transformed into a giant earth elemental bear form that glowed yellow. Under this form, he had a strong defense force, and directly rushed to the Black Mountain tribe with the firepower of the natives. Along the way, all the aborigines who dared to stop in front of him were smashed into meat sauce by his pair of wide and thick stone giant palms.
There are shamans in every indigenous tribe. The Montenegro tribe is a medium-sized tribe, so naturally there are shamans. Lexi received Ronan's order and immediately went to the depths of the tribe to kill the Montenegro shaman. .
Regarding this battle, Ronan had already collected sufficient information yesterday, knowing the main combat power of the Black Mountain tribe-the Black Mountain patriarch is estimated to be a semi-holy-level high-level, the Black Mountain shaman is estimated to be a gold-level, and the Black Mountain patriarch is estimated to be a gold-level. It is a high-ranking gold rank, but it is a pity that it was abolished by myself, and the rest are some silver-rank soldiers and low-level mortal fighters.
Daxi was in charge of restraining the leader of the Black Mountain clan with the highest mobility and combat power, and Lexi ran in directly to trouble the Black Mountain shaman by relying on his rough skin and thick flesh.
Sure enough, not long after, there was a loud noise from the depths of the Black Mountain Clan, followed by an earth-shattering roar of a bear. It seemed that Lexi had successfully killed the Black Mountain Shaman.
It seemed that after sensing the death of their own shaman, the rest of the Black Mountain tribe were stunned for a moment, and then they all went crazy, and launched suicide attacks directly on Ronan and the others.
The head of the Heishan patriarch raised his head and roared, and took out a blood-red fruit from his arms. Immediately, his eyes turned red, and he pushed Daxi who was pressing down on him, and a mace struck him even more. It was because of Wu's airtightness that Daxi didn't notice anything, and even got hit by a stick, spitting out blood.
Ronan understood that this was going to be desperate, and it was time for him to make a move!
"Force field magic - a thousand times the gravity!"
"Elemental Magic—Thunderbolt Sixth Company!"
All of a sudden, all the running Heishan people fell to the ground, their bodies seemed to be covered with invisible chains, and their bodies seemed to be carrying huge boulders of tens of thousands of catties. Many weak people vomited blood directly, and their eyes protruded. Out, one killed on the spot.
But there are also those who are strong enough to carry it down, but this is not the end. A series of purple thunder lights follow closely behind. In Liulian, there were only charred charcoals left on the ground, which was horrible.
The head of the Black Mountain patriarch naturally received special care from Ronan. Most of the lightning struck him, and a white skeleton was clearly visible in the shining lightning.
After a while, the ground was covered with charcoal, and only the smell of war and barbecue remained in the air!
(PS: Everyone read it early and go to bed! Thank you for the gifts, and thank you, the author of Flicking the Street, Cicada!)