"In order to defeat the Warcraft, the Terrans chose many methods, some of them took the bloodline of the powerful Warcraft and obtained strength from it, some people combined with the powerful Warcraft to give birth to descendants with strong survivability, and some people pursued magic and defeated the enemy through the limit of their strength......"

People in the Chaos Continent know this history, which is the source of countless famous families in history, and the original form of various professions.

But this time, when I heard the old man say slowly in a flat tone, it was like seeing a picture of the human race fighting fiercely for survival, countless people died on the way to explore, countless people became food in the mouths of Warcraft, and countless people lost their minds and completely became Warcraft.

Hatuchi sat casually on a stake, pulled out a piece of wood, picked up a knife and carved it little by little.

Zhang Yan looked at it seriously, and at first he thought it was very simple, but when his divine sense shrouded him, he heard an angry roar, a monster with a human crocodile head, waving his big hand and roaring into the sky.

And Zhang Yan's purgatory lava burst out with a powerful aura, as if a resting general was suddenly roared by a miscellaneous soldier, angrily exerting his own coercion.

This should be a demon, Zhang Yan can be sure unconsciously in his heart that the abyss and purgatory are two equal planes, but the devil is not as good as the devil is the consensus of all races.

Demons are naturally powerful, extremely numerous, and occupy many planes.

Although the number of devils is scarce, they are overbearing, but the name of each devil is spread among all races, and legend has it that even gods are unwilling to provoke devils.

The main difference between the two is that they can evolve on their own, and even the smallest nezumi have the opportunity to evolve into a demon if they are willing to sacrifice their bodies by chance.

Most of the devils are naturally formed creatures in the heavens and the earth, and they are born with powerful supernatural powers, and can even give those who sacrifice their souls with human power.

The level of this little devil should be around one hundred and seventy before his death, and his strength is mainly magnitative.

Shen Nian constantly fed back the analyzed knowledge to Zhang Yan.

The figure of the little devil kept changing, his body changed in the aperture, and the magic array on the fur emitted a little flame light, climbing on Zhang Yan's hands.

Hatuchi stopped carving, glanced at Zhang Yan, casually carved his own wood again, and muttered: "That stubborn little guy can give you this drop of true blood, it seems that he can't hold on." ”

The young and proud young man, who stepped into the dark place with one man and one sword, lay at the gate of his courtyard with the same serious injuries, and left ten years later.

I think it's dead.

That old guy's true blood will be affected sooner or later without extraordinary perseverance, perseverance, who can say for sure.

Hatuchi lowered his head and carved, never looking at Zhang Yan again.

"Ding: Discover inferior demonic bloodlines."

A tiny drop of red blood was refined by the lava, and the level of the purgatory lava did not increase after the fusion, but it only made the sea of fire beat slightly.

"Ding: Increases the sense of smell by 1 point for hidden attributes."

Zhang Yan has gained more than a dozen skills and a variety of combat experience in his divine thoughts.

Zhang Yan's heart suddenly moved, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

No matter how good these things are, they don't suit themselves, this fighting style doesn't suit them, these skills don't suit them.

In an instant, Zhang Yan's divine thoughts emitted a brilliant light, spinning rapidly, and one skill after another flowed in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, and the results of skill analysis flashed again and again.

The most powerful skill is the most powerful skill, and if you can't turn the skill into your instinct, then it's better to give it up.

……

Hatuchi watched Zhang Yan's body burst out with all kinds of light and chaotic aura, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

The Awakened are divided into four levels: Beginner, Intermediate, High, and Great Perfection, Zhang Yan has just reached the Beginner Level, and now he has stepped into the Intermediate Rank of the Awakened.

The natural animal skin that Hatuchi gave him was actually to see that Zhang Yan had just entered the Awakened for a short time, and it was used to consolidate his bloodline and provide some powerful skills, but he didn't expect Zhang Yan to discover his biggest shortcoming through complicated skills and bloodlines, and his divine mind was advanced in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yan merged the skills one by one, and discarded those that could not be merged without the slightest hesitation.

"Woke up?" Hatuchi handed a piece of charred dog meat to Zhang Yan.

Smelling the aroma of dog meat, Zhang Yan felt extremely hungry, and when he raised his hand, he found that his skin was as dry as tree bark, clinging to the bones, and he was startled.

Hatuchi said: "The mental power is overdrawn, the qi and blood are exhausted, if you don't wake up, what will burn is your lifespan." ”

Zhang Yan gulped down the dog meat, and ate more than 20 catties before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know when I hunted these dog meats, my strength is definitely stronger than that of the Wailing Banshee, and the surging power seems to tear the body apart.

Zhang Yan still sits in the courtyard at night to cultivate, but the outside of the courtyard is becoming more and more lively, and from time to time you can see black shadows appearing on the edge, and an eye the size of a basketball flies directly to the top of the courtyard.

Bang!

Eyes shattered and fell from the sky, countless exclamations came from the gate of the courtyard, followed by chaotic footsteps, and I don't know how many people were hidden in the dark.

At dawn, Zhang Yan found that Hatuchi was standing in the courtyard at some point, his eyes were sharp, like a long sword unsheathed to kill any enemy.

There was a loud roar in the air, and a chariot came from the west, pulled by two fierce griffins, and the breath was monstrous. Standing on the car was a kobold man in silver armor, holding a black spear in his hand, with an indescribable murderous aura, as if he had just crawled out of the pile of dead people, which made people frightened.

Then a huge thunder eagle flew from the west, and on the back of the thunder eagle stood an old man, the old man had a slender body, yellow skin, rabbit-like ears, tanuki-like eyes, and a huge eagle hooked nose, extremely ugly, but with a violent force, put in a finger to pinch and explode a mammoth giant.

"Hatuchi, today is your death, I will devour your flesh and blood, imprison your soul, and let your soul be completely destroyed."

"Hattuchi, this time I will refine you into a specimen and put it in my castle, so that you can watch how I kill all your human races."

The two of them arrived in an instant.

Hatuchi had an extra black vine staff in his hand, and snorted coldly: "Just because you two wastes still want to kill me, I haven't eaten Legendary-level dog meat for a long time." ”

"Look for death." The dog's head was furious, and the spear in his hand smashed far away, and a huge stick shadow appeared in the air, emitting a golden light.

The staff of Hatuchi moved forward a little, and a huge shield appeared in the air, and at the same time, a large mouth appeared on the kobold's body, and it bit down fiercely, exuding a corrupt aura.

"Is this what a gray-robed mage is called?" The Dark Demon drew several patterns in the air with both hands, and the patterns became larger, appearing on the top of Hatuchi's head, and dozens of thunderbolts the thickness of his arms smashed down.

Thunder mages are known as the nemesis of all mages, not to mention the Dark Demons, a race that is naturally affinity for magic.

Zhang Yan stood beside Hatuchi, with a feeling that his scalp was numb and his whole body was tight, if he was hit by such a lightning, he might not even be able to leave ashes.

Burst! Hatuchi pinched his left hand in the air, and the thunderclouds were pinched into powder like foam and floated in all directions.

The Dark Demon snorted angrily, an ugly red appeared on his face, and roared hoarsely: "Hatuchi, it's useless for you to struggle, I join forces with Arles, and you are destined to be killed by us." ”

Hatuchi smiled disdainfully and said, "I didn't care about you when I let you go." After speaking, a red light came out of the staff, and the body of the kobold rushed to him bounced out violently, and said coldly: "Aden doesn't know if after I kill you, you kobold clan can still live in the dark place like now." ”

Aden brandished a big gun, and his voice was as loud as metal: "Hatuchi, you don't have to waste your efforts, you can't shake my determination to kill you at all." ”

Patches of trees were shaken to powder, and the struggling parasitic tree people were evaporated into green smoke in agony.

The chariot roared, and the gun's intent shattered the sky, pointing at Hatuchi.

Black smoke filled with black smoke on Hatuchi's left hand, and the black smoke twisted into faces of pain and wailing, and the terrible screams made people's hearts numb.

"Aden, from today onwards, your kobold clan will be completely reduced to the lowest race and become the food in the belly of all races."

"Pain Technique!"

The black smoke wrapped around the kobold king's body, as if it was about to penetrate deep into his skin, and it could be seen that in the blink of an eye, countless blood lights flew from Aden's body, and the expression on his face became sluggish.

The old man of the dark demon had already gathered a purple cloud of light with one hand, thunder bursts, with a fierceness on his face, his fingers pointed, and the light of his arm was bombarded towards Hatuchi.

Rachel!

There was a dazzling light in the thunder and lightning, containing the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, this power had exceeded the extreme, countless spatial cracks were cut out in the air, and the black shadow caused the surrounding vitality to produce violent chaos, blowing a powerful storm.

Hatuchi looked up at the black thunder pillar above his head, and said coldly: "Little guy, you remember, as long as any enemy attacks you, you must kill them all, especially these races that flow with the blood of wild beasts. ”

"Arles, tremble in despair, die in struggle." Hatuchi's body turned into a cloud of gray smoke beneath the pillar of thunder, and a cold voice appeared behind Arles.

Arles's face changed drastically, and his body disappeared in an instant, but when he appeared, his arms were bloody, and a deep red handprint appeared on his chest robe, and the handprint was surrounded by thin pieces of ice.

Zhang Yan's eyes don't blink now, even if he dies in the next moment, it's worth it, what can he do if he can see such a shocking battle, even if the level is gone.

But soon Zhang Yan realized that his idea was wrong.