Chapter 1322: Flame Strengthening

The Golden Dragon is a branch of the Divine Dragon Clan of the Protoss, not only has a strong physical attack, but also causes a group of dragons to besiege it if one is not careful, and it is very difficult to hunt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoBecause of its scarcity, the Wind Blade Ballista is the most sought-after strategic material in the abyss, and is known as one of the ultimate defensive weapons.

Zhao Hu played with the tenacious dragon tendons, the thick and sharp wind blade, the commanders hurriedly introduced, this was captured from the demon territory, I don't know how much effort the original lord has, to get such a crossbow, since it has it, it is no longer afraid of the attack of the other three territories, who dares to resist the super rapid fire power of the wind blade? The only drawback was that it was heavy, and two hundred fighters had to be divided into two shifts and take turns operating it.

Zhao Hu suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes lit up unconsciously.

If the Wind Blade Ballista is carried by a strong person, won't it become a mobile launch platform? Zhao Hu had a flash of inspiration, and when he thought of this thought, he was immediately excited. Defensive equipment, in the Star Continent, placed in a fixed position to bear the heavy responsibility of defense, is a deep-rooted idea, just like Westerners use knives and forks to eat, and never dream of Easterners using chopsticks to eat. And he came from a higher civilization on Earth, and he was used to seeing missiles and cannons, so he naturally thought of the mobile wind blade launch platform for the first time.

To carry the two-ton Wind Blade Ballista and launch it nimbly, it takes a strong, burly race warrior. The earth trolls of the demon clan were undoubtedly the best choice, but with Zhao Hu's prestige, the trolls didn't dump him at all. After thinking about it, Zhao Hu thought of the warriors of the beast clan and the sea clan, and the giant whale warriors of the sea clan undoubtedly had this ability. I wonder if there is such a race among the orcs?

He waved his hand and ordered Cass to call Goode over, while the four commanders oversaw the werewolves distributing the bounties in their place. After a while, Gu De, who was busy and sweating profusely, ran over, and Zhao Hu told him that idea straightforwardly, asking him to think about the orcs of that race with that kind of divine power.

Goode looked at the huge and heavy windblade ballista, rolled up his sleeves without saying a word, squatted down his legs, and grabbed the position of his hands with two thick bones, and with a deep sigh, every muscle in his arms swelled, and with a forceful lift, the heavy windblade ballista was lifted off the ground by him.

Good's eyes widened, and he was holding his breath to a full extent, but it was difficult to lift the wind blade ballista with both arms, so he had to put it on the ground, panting and saying: "Master, this guy has four or five thousand catties to say the least, and I can only lift it but it is difficult to lift it, let alone carry it back and forth." If you want to do that, you have to be a warrior of your own white elephant clan. However, their numbers are extremely scarce and may have long since become extinct. ā€

Zhao Hu was stunned and said, "How could such a strong orc become extinct?" ā€

Goode said gloomily: "The people of the White Elephant Clan are ten meters tall and comparable to giants, and they were once one of the five main war clans of the Beast Clan. The number was already scarce, but now I'm afraid there aren't many left. ā€

Zhao Hu thought in his heart, since the White Elephant Clan has such a powerful strength, he has to pay attention in the future, once he finds it, or buys or exchanges, or even loots, he has to gather a White Elephant team and become a killer weapon for attack and defense. He looked at Goode, who was depressed and remembered the history of the Orc disaster, and suddenly another thought popped into him.

In the battle with the Sea Clan, the orcs contributed a lot, and there were a thousand daredevils who did not hesitate to use the blood of the beasts to resist the attack of the sea warriors, and all of them were killed. Orcs are both loyal and hardworking, it is a rare force, the disadvantage is the sequelae of madness, although there is the help of the mermaid queen Aman's war song, but it has not yet passed the actual combat drill, and it has not been tested or not? Can you use the Holy Fire to refine blood to help the orcs strengthen the toughness and resistance of their blood vessels? In that case, when using Beast Blood Frenzy, the chance of cerebral hemorrhage will be avoided, or the occurrence of insanity will be curbed to a certain extent.

He looked at the inexplicable Gude, and thought thoughtfully, this idea is quite bold, but he has not tried it, and he doesn't know if it will succeed, and it is still unknown whether his blood vessels can withstand the barbecue of the holy fire and blood refining. I can only try him first to see if it is feasible?

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Goode, I have an idea that may stimulate your combat potential but the risk is not small, I want to try it on you, are you willing?" ā€

As soon as these words came out, Goode was surprised and delighted, and he was feeling sorry for not being able to follow his master to fight, and blurted out: "Master, I am willing, my Gude's life was saved by you, follow your steps, liberate more orc compatriots is my biggest dream, I only hate my own low strength, as long as it can enhance the combat effectiveness, even if it is fried and fried, I will not hesitate!" ā€

Zhao Hu Dark Khan, his original intention was not so noble, in order to hope that there would be a few more powerful subordinates to help him fight against unknown enemies. Of course, he couldn't say these words clearly, and he coughed a few times majestically, and said, "Then, you can find a quiet room with me." I'll try to do that on you and see if it works. Remember: once you can't stand it anymore. Speak up in a timely manner. Don't be tough, I don't want to ruin your life! ā€

Goodlian claimed that it was, and made up his mind that no matter what danger there was, he would grit his teeth and bear it, hoping that through his master's mysterious methods, he could become stronger and follow his master to kill and rescue more beast slaves from the sea of suffering. He followed behind Zhao Hudi and walked into the lord's hall.

Zhao Hu ordered the two commanders to guard outside the door, and no one was allowed to approach the noise. Goode had already sat down cross-legged in accordance with the sitting posture he had taught him, although he felt that his legs were extremely uncomfortable, he had seen his master often practice in this sitting position, sitting honestly. Don't dare to move a single inch. The upper part itself is as straight as a stump.

Zhao Hu sat cross-legged behind him and stretched out his right palm. Press on the back of Goode's heart, close his eyes and meditate, with mental induction, through his palm, to the lionman's strong body through the perspective of penetration, in an instant, every vein, every meridian of Goode, like a three-dimensional holographic picture, presented in great detail in his mind.

For the sake of safety, Zhao Hu carefully shot out a wisp of sun fire from his palm, and drilled into his body from Gude's pores, trying to see if he could get into his blood vessels.

The wisp of black earthly gaseous flame, as thin as a gossamer, burned outside a main blood vessel on the lionman's back, corroded, and scorched one by one tiny cracks, Zhao Hu followed the wisp of the dark fire to control the blood from rushing out of the crack with his fighting energy, and quickly injected the sun fire into the thick main blood vessel, and controlled the blood flow not to spill out.

His movements were as slight as possible, and the sun's fire was as thin as a gossamer, but Goode felt an unbearable burning pain, imagine the fire up to hundreds of degrees, penetrating the blood vessels from the skin, although the crack was small, it was unbearable, Goode gritted his teeth, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, bearing it with great willpower.

In order to prevent the Sun Flame from igniting Gude's blood and causing irreparable damage, Zhao Hu deliberately used the Flame Demon Fighting Qi to form a protective film-like aura on the tongue of fire, the boiling point of the Flame Demon Fighting Qi itself is lower than that of the Sun Flame, and it can control the temperature according to the cultivator's mind, and its effect is to greatly reduce the true temperature of the Flame of the Darkness, so that he can barely bear it, and will not damage his body.

Zhao Hu saw that he endured this unbearable burning pain with the iron bones of the orcs, and his heart was relieved, and the sun fire that was as thin as a gossamer in his mind was like a flexible little snake, following the direction of the blood flow, spreading rapidly, whenever he encountered a blood vessel branch, he used mental power to control the dark fire that split out a branch in time according to the blood vessel hologram in his brain, and drilled into the branch of that blood vessel, under his careful control, the sun fire was like a river that was constantly diverging, The veins of Goode's body fluttered rapidly.

"Uh......"

The burning sensation of ten thousand needles and the piercing pain of the cone, which hit Gude's heart like lightning, made him can't help but let out an irrepressible muffled snort, and then gritted his teeth, and endured the pain of purgatory with indescribable willpower.

The feeling of not being able to fight with his master, and that feeling of being lonely and wasteful, made Goode swear to gamble with his life and enhance his own combat effectiveness.

"Peng!"

As Zhao Hu controlled the Sun Flame to follow the flow of blood, covering every main blood vessel and branch vein of Gude's body, a layer of black flames several centimeters long burst out from his thousands of pores, and he felt as if he was in a sea of fire, the water in his body was flowing rapidly, and beads of sweat like raindrops were dripping.

"If you can't bear it, shout out in time, don't hold on!" Zhao Hu's words came from behind.

"I ...... Tolerant...... Please rest assured master......" Goode's face was distorted like a ghost, and his steel teeth were almost crushed, but he said stubbornly, he didn't want to be a waste, he wanted to be stronger.

In fact, the unbearable burning sensation gradually got used to it after the initial piercing heart, just like Zhao Hu's first time, not to mention that he was deliberately wrapped in a layer of flame demon fighting qi to reduce the damage of the dark fire.

"Then, the fire refining of your bloodline is about to officially begin!" Zhao Hu said coldly.

With a snort, the demonic flames all over his body swelled again, and more beads of sweat poured out from under Goode's skin.