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The wind blew from south to north, and the grass succumbed all around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky was gloomy, and it was pitch black.

Touching the cold, hard giant stone bricks, Aberisa tied countless wild horses to the boulder with steel wires.

Counting them, it's seventy-seven in all.

It seems that in order to prevent them from escaping, when tying the wild horses to the rocks, Aberesa deliberately wrapped the wire with a source spirit, which not only improved the toughness of the wire, but also allowed Aberisa to change the shape of the wire across thousands of miles.

"I really don't know, what kind of cold wind did Brother Noah smoke to let me catch the horse at this time, although I would be happy, but why is this?" Obviously, if you get cheap, you still sell well.

Sitting on Aberisa's shoulder, Sarasa thought for a moment, but shook her head after three seconds.

"Didn't Brother Noah say that as soon as Kaqiu's impact was released, he would quickly release these horses?"

"That's when the horse is useful?"

"Probably...... Well...... I don't know. ”

Looking at the sky, Abe Lisa smacked his lips slightly.

With a wave of his hand, he plucked the weeds on the side, put them in his mouth, and galloped towards the Dark Gray Wolf Clan.

"No matter, anyway, Noah must have his own reasons!"

"So, let's wait and see, right?"

"That's right!" Abelissa looked back at Sesarganilla and nodded slightly.

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The hands quickly sealed, forming a string of mysterious purple runes, which quickly imprinted on the earth.

It is the machiru that makes up the imprint.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he silently recited a bitter incantation in his mouth, and when the last word fell, the purple rune that burned the earth emitted a faint fluorescence.

Reaching out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he stood up.

Looking at the low sky, the cold wind around him made his robes flutter.

"Whew, the thirteenth is done."

It seemed that making runes was a bit tiring for Machiru, as he was gasping for breath.

"Next, there are sixty-four left, and I don't know what happened to Sarasmon."

[It's really a sister who is not reassuring.] 】

Then, running in the other direction, preparing for the next rune.

Overall, Machiru was quite busy.

When he left, the cold wind around him was still shuttling uncontrollably, and in the darkness, only purple light shone brightly.

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Sarasmon slapped the dust off her body, and the dust she had raised made her cough a few times.

The wind and dust along the way made her breathless.

Waving his sleeves, the grass around him was shattered to the ground. Then, the shredded blades of grass flew in one direction, and the intact weeds around them were also shattered and joined into the whirlpool of grass blades.

"At this rate, it should be possible to complete it before attacking again."

The "completion" in Saras's dream refers to the swirl of blades of grass that gradually expands and expands in front of her.

These vortex have no attacking power, they don't hurt like blades, and their only purpose is to confuse the enemy or use them as cannon fodder.

But Sarasa Dream knew that it was definitely more than that, because of the vortex of blades of grass she was going to create this time.

It's even higher than this wall.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what's going on with Machiru."

[What a reassuring old brother. 】

Blades of grass gathered wildly all around.

Sarasmon leaned against the wall, trying not to let the cold wind lower her body temperature.

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With a wave of his hand, slashing the beast in front of him, Capra put away the long sword in his hand.

There are no other beasts left, this is the last group.

Dropping a few drops of scattered flowers on the beast's body, Capra put away the long sword in his hand, and behind him, eight hundred Sea Emperor elite soldiers withdrew the long sword in their hands. During this time, they had hunted and killed more than two thousand Grass Leaf Source Spirit Beasts, and turned them into dead soldiers driven by Sanhua one by one.

These creatures, honestly, Capra didn't think they would be able to break through that massive wall of the Grey Wolf Clan.

But Noah asked him to make as many of these dead as he could.

The only explanation is that the dead were used for battle, not for siege.

Still, Capra is not optimistic about these beasts.

He believed even more in the warriors under his command, the three thousand sea beasts that had been taken away by Noah.

It's just that he feels that this time, the sea beast, which is one of the main forces of the sea royal family, is of no use.

After all, there is no water on the grassland, and the power of the sea beast cannot be used at all.

Although, at this time, it seems that it is going to rain heavily.

But even so, the rain that fell was definitely not enough for those huge sea beasts to fight.

"Reinhardt, what are you thinking?"

Capra tidied up the corners of his clothes a little and looked at the lair of another source spirit beast.

Then, in the direction of the target, he sped away.

What he has to do now is not to think about Noah's purpose, but to accomplish the task that Noah said.

Sea Emperor's troops, followed closely.

The long swords in their hands, and the blood that had not been wiped clean.

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Burst!

Bright red blood gushed out and sprinkled all around, staining the streets red.

Low kobold, moaning. Moaning, they looked at their entrails sprinkled in the corners, longing for death.

Close to them, death.

But, it hasn't arrived yet.

When they were about to die, they endured the last torture.

until no longer breathing, losing the temperature of the body.

It's like a cemetery.

There are far more soulless bodies than there are still life.

It's not dark, it's still bright here.

The clouds did not spread here.

The bright red blood is also more eye-catching.

There was howling and mourning all around.

There are children's cries and the lamentations of the elderly.

The sight of hell.

The kobold tried to escape, but died tragically under the blade.

Standing in the middle of this hell is a beautiful girl with long bright red hair.

The hair was like blood all around.

But it's not dyed red.

That's the color of this long hair.

The maiden wore an equally bright red dress.

Huge bone spurs, around her smaller frame.

She walked briskly, like a child on an outing.

The sorrow and cry seemed to be a pleasant song in her ears.

"The second tribe, this is really bloody," the girl continued walking, humming a song, "Speaking of which, it's because I'm so bloody." ”

As grassland garbage, the kobolds clinging to the werewolves have nothing to be pitied.

Sistiana is not cruel.

Just like humans, is it cruel to kill a cockroach?

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As soon as they stepped through the city gates, many werewolves approached them, greeting them and trying to invite Kaqiu to their banquet.

Now, all the Dark Gray Werewolves gathered in the center of the city, waiting for the feast to begin in honor of the wolf god.

Because the sacrifice was very solemn, the dark gray werewolves outside would rush back to participate in the sacrifice, which was one of the reasons why Noah chose to attack at this moment.

When Kaqiu entered the city gate, he found that the huge gate was not very thick, on the contrary, there was a huge passage behind the gate. I'm afraid that's what remains, the thickness of the city walls.

After roughly calculating the time and speed from entering to leaving, Kaqiu finally came to the conclusion.

This wall is a full eighteen meters thick, and this is the result of Kaqiu's low calculation.

The actual thickness may have exceeded twenty meters.

This conclusion made Kaqiu's heart move slightly.

But the surprise didn't show it on his face.

After walking a little further through the city gates, Kaqiu answered the Dark Grey Werewolf who had invited him to the sacrifice.

"Actually, I came this time to observe the sacrifice of the dark gray werewolf to the wolf god."

The werewolf looked very patient, and he was probably a very old werewolf - probably in his sixties. Dark gray werewolves don't live long, because the huge breakthrough in lifespan is only manifested after breaking through the chaos.

The strongest illusion warrior of the Dark Gray Wolf Clan, who is now more than two hundred years old, is also a little old in the illusion.

Kaqiu felt the source spirit fluctuations emanating from the werewolf in front of him.

The strength is about six sections.

Because the transformation technique is not used, this werewolf appears in the state of the prototype, although the prototype is stronger than the human form, but the prototype consumes more energy, so most of the races that have been in the transformation of the prototype for a long time have not learned the transformation technique, or have a strange personality.

Obviously, this werewolf belongs to the former.

After hearing Kaqiu's affirmative reply, the old dark gray werewolf respectfully led Kaqiu towards the center of the city.

The city is huge, so it's going to take a while.

[Next, where to go, wait for a while, and then detonate the scroll.] 】

Kaqiu, a cold edge flashed in his eyes.

The walls kept out the cold winds.

But the sky was still gloomy.

Faintly, you can see the bonfire of the sacrifice in the distance.

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Waving his wings, Noah stood in the clouds and looked down.

It's clear and the sun is enough to get there.

Black scales, shining with dazzling light, the dragon's body imprinted with beautiful white stripes.

"Gawu, you can fly here, what's so difficult about flying over that city wall."

Looking at the city below the clouds, Noah sighed.

Dragons, not birds and beasts!

They can wave those huge wings in the sky!

Because, the dragon is the lord of the sky, the king of the sky!

At this time, there is a dignified Noah in leisure.

It's like a chess player.

And, the Dark Gray Wolf Clan is the enemy general who is about to be generalized.

Everything is under Noah's control.

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For now, for now.