God!

Each race has its own god, and if you think about it, it seems that every creature on the Tagu continent has its own beliefs, its own gods.

Human beings used to have their own gods, but later human beings were too powerful and powerful enough to completely ignore the existence of gods, which led to the loss of God's protection in the later wars, and the tribes of other gods united to destroy the country.

So you think that the war starts the moment you see the enemy? No, the war of mankind begins when humans ignore their gods. The so-called war, in fact, is still controlled by the shadow of God behind the scenes.

God, punishing mankind.

On the battlefield, the flames of war are still flying, and the cavalry is still rushing to kill, using the lives of kobolds to vent their killing feelings.

The Terran's halberds were unstoppable, the iron hooves of the Terrans had broken through the defenses ahead, and the mighty Lu Bu and the centaur marauders were charging towards the kobold in the middle of the kobold's main formation.

The wails continued, and a kobold archer watched as his comrade on his left was decapitated by a centaur marauder; The kobold archer on the right tried to escape, but was kicked in the back by a centaur marauder's iron hoof, and fell to the ground, and was then trampled into flesh by the centaur marauders behind him.

The front line of the battlefield is chaotic, and the centaur marauders are terrible! Kobold archers are desperate. He knew that he didn't need to run, he couldn't run away, and it was useless to run, so he simply broke and stood up, directly pulled out the bow and arrow, and used all his strength to shoot the last arrow, with all his beliefs and the souls of his comrades.

The arrow pierced the sky, crossed the battlefield with endless anticipation and conviction, and slammed an arrow into the body of a centaur marauder and into his chest.

That location is the heart! The most fragile heart.

The kobold archer laughed, even if he died, it would be enough, he had avenged his brothers, and he was worthy of his lost comrades.

The kobold archer was still smiling, but the further back he got, the lighter his smile became, and at the end the smile was a little ugly.

The centaur marauder who had been shot slammed into his body and stared in disbelief at the arrow in his chest.

Got an arrow yourself?

So, so what?

The centaur marauder grabbed the arrow feather in his right hand and pulled it down with a fierce tug. There was blood on the tip of the arrow, but it wasn't deep enough to be fatal. With the super recovery ability of the centaur clan, I am afraid that it will not be long before this injury will be healed.

The kobold archer looked at the centaur marauder in despair, with a look of horror in his eyes. I made desperate efforts just for this arrow, but this arrow didn't seem to have any effect at all.

It can't be said that it has no effect at all, and he has at least succeeded in provoking the centaur marauders......

The centaur marauder who had been shot looked up at the kobold archer, still holding his bow, and hurried on all fours. Moments later, there was another kobold archer on the ground with its head separated from its body.

The war continues......

Unlike the noise in front of the battlefield, the rear of the battlefield was eerily quiet, and countless kobold shamans were forming formations.

Seven and seventy-nine shamans are one corner, and two hundred and ninety-four shamans are distributed in the six corners of the magical hexagram. Kobold shamans fell to their knees, shaking their heads and reciting obscure incantations.

This is the language of the kobold gods, the source of all shamanic power.

The kobold king Hall knelt on one knee in the middle of the magic array, holding the dagger of the god firmly in both hands, and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation.

An invisible force spread from the dagger of the gods, and all the shamans within its range had anguished faces, but they still persisted. Many young shamans have begun to wrinkle on their foreheads.

The most obvious change is Hall, who is in the prime of his life and has gray temples at the moment, and the years have left indelible marks on his face, but Hall has turned a deaf ear.

Hale was still praying to his gods, with a look of sincerity.

"My god, the son of the unscrupulous Hor, sacrifices his life, and beseeches my god to come down and slay the great enemy of my people."

At the cost of his own life, with the assistance of countless shamans, Hall built the ultimate magic skill of the kobold clan - [God's Cage].

Unlike the projection of the gods of the bear goblin clan, the cage of the gods does not project the will of the gods on the Tagu Continent, but instead builds a temporary space between the Tagu Continent and the God Realm.

Within the space is a divine body of God, which is a doppelganger of the real God, with the body of God. Even the weakest of the divine bodies can use their own divine arts.

Magic, that's a completely different concept from magic!

Hall's hair has turned white, and at this moment he has run out of oil, and his body is withered like a skeleton, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

His eyes were fixed on the entire battlefield, and with the man's character, he couldn't pass up the opportunity to kill himself.

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Will definitely come and kill yourself!

Hall's face was slightly raised, and one of the teeth unexpectedly loosened and fell out, rolling out of the corner of his mouth and falling to the ground.

Hale completely ignored it, now all he had was for that man, the man he was going to kill.

The Centaur Marauders have entered the camp, and the shamans who are still praying have been slaughtered with impunity by the Centaur Marauders.

The cries and cries for help were endless.

Hale had no regard for anything around him, he was just waiting for someone, the one who had brought their kobold clan to this point.

"That's you!"

There was a gleam in Hall's eyes! At this moment, he returned to the light, and his whole body seemed to be back to the peak in an instant.

Hall's body hurried, leaping one centaur after another at an extremely terrifying speed, rushing in front of Lu Bu.

Lu Bu also noticed Hall's presence, stopped his warhorse, and waited for Hall.

"You're going to fight me?"

"Not me, but my God!"

A trace of black light suddenly flashed in Hall's hand, and a black energy cage suddenly appeared between the entire heaven and earth to enclose Lu Bu in it.

Everyone completely lost Lu Bu's perception in an instant, as if Lu Bu had completely detached from this world at this moment.

God's Cage!

It's done.

Hall smiled contentedly, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, as if his whole life had been completed.

Ironhoof Campbell was shocked, as a former ally, he naturally knew the name and effect of this magic skill.

"Hall, you dare to imprison my king in the cage of gods, you must know that if you do this, you will die yourself!"

Hall didn't care anymore and laughed miserably:

"I know I'm going to die, and so are these shamans, but so what. If I don't, will this man let me go? Can I beat him? Instead of waiting to die, it's better to give it a go! At the very least, it can leave a ray of life for our people. ”

Mu Linsen was in a hurry and asked:

"Campbell, what are we going to do, can we save our king by killing these shamans?"

Hall smiled miserably,

"It's useless, it's a magic skill, and it can't be cracked. The only way to end it is if the God kills successfully, or if the person casting the spell runs out. ”

Campbell frowned:

"Hall, this is life for life, this god's cage consumes Hall's ten years of life every minute."

"He won't last a few minutes......"

"Your king won't last a few minutes."

Hall smirked, he couldn't survive anyway, he had nothing to fear.

Then let's see who lasts the longest.