The Mystery Sword that had pierced through the ten-meter-thick volcanic rock mountain was theoretically no longer something that any second-order spell shield that was released instantly.

The aqua barrier, which had been abruptly weakened by the transfer of power, was certainly no exception.

Thorn -

In the sharp electric light, it is no different from a piece of paper.

However...

In the midst of the sacrifice of the old shaman, the "Manguenke", who had finally completed the ritual, had woken up in time.

The hairs exploded and at the same time, they were already under the instinct of survival, rolling forward and flying out.

Even if Ai Wen, who still had three points of strength left after the sword was released, adjusted it in time, but the sword that was more domineering than the swordsmanship master's "Cutting Steel" realm only flew past the scalp of "Man Guenke".

Hmmm-

Cut off the top half of the totem pole without hindrance, cutting out a perfect forty-five degree angle.

It was also narrowly escaped by "Manguenke".

However, when he rolled and jumped, a scalp with a crest of shark fins floated down from his head, revealing a white skull.

If his dodge was another split second, the sword would have been able to cut off his skull.

This also proves in disguise that in the melee transcendent class, before stepping into the fourth order of "inhuman", the third order is the time when the contrast between attack and defense is the greatest.

Constantly tapping the potential of the mystery and increasing the attack power is the most cost-effective choice. As long as one is not careful, it is possible to be hit by the ultimate.

Whew-

At this time, Ai Wen, who missed a sword and slowly exhaled to retract, looked at the other party's scalp that had begun to regenerate rapidly, and his face was full of constantly blinking eyes.

I couldn't help but cry out in surprise: "You... Who is it?"

At least in his cognition, it didn't look like a totem warrior had successfully advanced to the third rank anyway.

But seeing that "Man Guenke" didn't seem to react to the scene where he was almost opened, he let his scalp regenerate on its own.

The six eyes on his face turned to re-focus on Ai Wen, opened his mouth and said a little jerky:

"I... I am the Hunter of the Seas, the Ruler of Thunder and Storms, the Master of the Waters, the Totem God of the Araucan Clan, the Great Shark Ovig!"

The mouth was spit out of the standard transcendent language "Carthage", and it was only a few words, and it was already more and more smooth to speak, and there was no hindrance in the back.

When Ai Wen saw the living case in front of him, he clearly confirmed his guess that he had thought about and was extremely scary.

The totem warrior, a profession whose body is extremely powerful and even gradually alienated to the totem itself, but whose spirit is very weak, is simply the best [live animal container] for the natural spirit after reaching a certain level!

Let these "spirits of nature" who do not have their own bodies, but only exist as powerful spiritual bodies.

Get a body that has been carefully cultivated to fit perfectly with it, so that they can truly come alive in the physical world.

Or even think about it differently.

Among the indigenous tribes still living in the New World, how many of those high-level totem warriors' seemingly powerful bodies have quietly changed households?

However, Evan was not too surprised by this situation.

In a barbaric region where tribes hate each other and wars are constantly raging, and even blood sacrifices are prevalent, how can one expect those high natural spirits to be kind?

Without the violent intervention of his own people today, this totem god named Ovig would have been able to subtly take his body for himself without the chief Mangunk noticing.

Instead of this, after the violent transfer of the soul, even the physical characteristics of the main body are brought to the new body.

"Ovig, don't you even know how to cover up?

If you let these people, who have been worshipping you for a long time, know that you have eaten their beloved chiefs, don't you worry about a riot?"

After knowing that the other party's soul and body fit extremely well, and there was no chance of a successful sneak attack, Ai Wen wanted to get a little more information from this strange existence through side knocks.

"For the sake of the future of all the spirits of nature and the Atrians, this little sacrifice is well worth it, and I am sure they will understand me!"

Ovig glanced at the young shaman, who had rushed down the altar to help his people from the siege, thinking that the chief had already passed the crisis, and said with some indifference.

The tone is like whether people want to eat cattle and sheep or sell cattle and sheep, do you need to consider the feelings of cattle and sheep?

Then, the totem god's six dripping eyes stared at Ai Wen at the same time:

"The guys of the Araukan clan are all waste, and it took hundreds of years for no one to reach the third order.

Thanks to the sacrificial rites sent by the lady, I was able to qualify to join them.

However, even after gaining a body that moves freely in the material world, the noble totemic gods need the service of mortals.

You are not an aborigine, but as long as you are willing to serve me as a god, I will give you the power to live forever. ”

Although he was shocked by his almost fatal sword just now, at this time, looking at Ai Wen, who had regained the life magnetic field, he only looked like a second-order peak.

Ovig still maintains a lofty "god" posture, and there may be strong and weak combat power between different transcendent paths, but transcendent personality cannot be faked.

When Evan heard the previous words, he was still a little concerned about what Orvig said about "that lady" and "the future of all natural spirits", but the latter words made him angry at once:

"Do you think I'm one of those foolish natives, who don't even have the divinity to talk about eternal life?

Let me be a servant? I didn't expect it to be a blind man with six eyes!"

"Mortal bold!"

One sentence made Ovig furious.

Nature's spirits, like gods, are normally only accessible to priests with special talents, such as "shamans" and "priests".

He had heard a lot of compliments from shamans throughout the ages, and it was the first time he had heard such sarcastic words from Evan.

Although he is only an overlord in a small tribe, how can he, who has existed for hundreds of years and considers himself a god, tolerate the offense of mortals who are dying in the twilight of life?

The blood in the six eyes had burst out.

"Then I'll kill all of you little foreign trash fish in one go, maybe your souls will change their minds!"

Cracking sound...

Reaching out and holding it in the palm of his hand, yellow electric light flickered, and the many gold artifacts surrounding the altar had melted on their own, turning into a long spear with a gorgeous shape and a length of nearly three meters under the traction of the electric light.

The body of the gun seems to have a scaly pattern processed by the chisel flower process, and the head of the gun is a shark swallowing a strange rune structure, and the tip of the gun is cold and bold to impeach people.

There is no indication that this is a gold utensil with an inherently soft nature.

[Thunder and Lightning Shape] plus the shaman's [Transcendent Weapon Blessing] turned out to be all in one go.

Although the essence is only a third-order, since the name of a god certainly has an extraordinary ability, such a single hand can be called amazing, at least it is something that Ai Wen will never be able to do at present.

"Roar!"

The surging sea-blue natural aura and powerful momentum all over his body were unabashedly released, almost stirring the wind and clouds overhead.

Woo –

Woo –

Then he danced the golden spear of nearly 100 kilograms with one hand, and the fierce power of the spear turned into a roaring whirlwind, rolling up a large sandstorm on the beach under the feet of the two men.

At this time, this totem god did not forget to make up for himself with a domineering appearance ceremony.

It also made the whole battlefield quiet for a moment.

"Third Order?!"

However, just when the indigenous side finally laughed and cheered sincerely, the morale of the naval side plummeted.

Boom –

Another powerful momentum has risen at the same time, and the-for-tat is not showing weakness!

Crackling in the electric light.

A voice like the backbone of the Lord's heart rang in the ears of all the naval soldiers:

"Here I am, keep fighting!"

The soldiers were like a holy sound.

"Yes!"

With almost all the strength of his body to shout out the word, the morale bottomed out and exploded, and the newly rekindled spark of resistance among the indigenous fighters was suppressed in an instant.

The captain had already created too many miracles, and the crew members who followed him were already somewhat immune and easily accepted the fact that the captain had achieved the third order.

Only Olivia's mood could not be calmed down for a long time, and she still muttered in the fierce battle: "No wonder, no wonder!"

And in the face of Ai Wen, who completely let go of the control of the life magnetic field and had an unobstructed view of the third-order momentum, it was difficult for the totem god Ovig to maintain a lofty posture.

Zheng ——!

The gun was like a dragon with implied wind and thunder, and it had already taken the initiative to fit and kill Ai Wen.

If it was a normal third-order totem warrior, Ai Wen, who was well aware of his weaknesses, had many targeted tactics.

But at this time, the body that has been stationed by the spirit of nature is like two pieces of a puzzle that have been put together.

Like his own [Brand Swordsman] and the [Great Knight] whose will crushes the blade, there are no obvious flaws in the internal and external integration.

If you want to defeat him, you can no longer use tricks, you can only use more strength than him!

At this time, regardless of the influence from the "adventurer's blood".

Ai Wen only knew that after being promoted to the third order, there was no enemy who could make him go all out, and this "god"... It's worth fighting!

Boom –

Then, the warring sides saw two whistling bolts of lightning chase over their heads and smash into the forest on the other side of the bay.

With the extraordinary strength of the third order, the aftermath of the battle alone was not something that ordinary people could bear. Even Orvig, who regarded the Araukan clan as cattle and sheep, did not want to suffer property damage casually.

In the transcendent system of this world, with the rise of the transcendent level, the data of basic physical fitness will not exponentially explode.

But each transcendent transformation is like adding a lever, and with the transcendent initiation technique, they are able to combine their ordinary basic physical qualities into a fabulous effect.

In particular, both sides are powerful transcendents who are good at using the power of thunder and lightning.

The mobility, destructive power, and reaction power have all reached a level unimaginable to ordinary transcendents.

In the midst of the chaos, they were still in the forest one moment, and the next moment they were by the stream, and in the blink of an eye, they had jumped up the treetops and galloped...

Trees are falling, boulders are falling, the earth is full of ravines...

Bells, bells, bells...

Guns come and go.

Compared with the three-meter-long golden spear, the one-meter-two-and-a-half sword in Aiwen's hand was completely reduced to a short weapon.

【Upanishads: Flash】

Aven's limbs were wrapped in a sharp lightning light, and he was close to melee, and a long sword that required an elite warrior to hold in both hands was as delicate as a dagger in his hand.

It's like a true swordsman, and he can combine several extraordinary swordsmanship in his hands into one furnace.

Whoa..

Every time it collided with the opponent's spear, it would emit an explosive thunderous roar, shaking the entire spear in Ovig's hand with a continuous hum.

However.

This is just an extraordinary spear refined by Ovig, and even if it is in a head-to-head confrontation with the thunder-attribute longsword "Lightning Rod" that Evan spent a lot of money to craft, it will not fall behind at all.

The golden gun was unscathed from start to finish.

However, Evan has plenty of patience, and he firmly believes that he will only be the one who will win if he continues like this!

The force of the other side comes from two sides.

The foundation comes from the flesh of the three-totem warrior who was finally fully consummated by Mangu Enke, and the skill comes partly from the souls of former believers after death and the sacrifices of blood sacrifices.

The physical part is just pushed up by the blood sacrifice, and the basic attribute is just over 5, not to mention the skill aspect, although it can be optimized with a more efficient processor (inherently divine soul essence), but the foundation is there after all.

How skilled can a group of natives who sit in a well and watch the sky and the unlucky ones who have become sacrifices have?

And Ovig is clearly aware of the problem.

When Evan was in close quarters again, Ovig's eyes flashed with a flash of spirit, and he suddenly let out a predator-like roar:

"Roar!"

【Quasi-Spell: Shock!】

Obviously, compared to Aven, the guy who was named a god is the typical representative of the real demon and martial arts.

The long years have allowed them to accumulate too much power, experience, and knowledge, even if it is just the most crappy totem god!