"Enemy... Hahaha... Raid... Hahaha"

"Hahahaha... Obstruct... Ha ha... They!... Hahaha.. Ritual!"

Although the sailors were not in good health after a long day of travel.

However, it is still not a problem to deal with this group of natives who have been infected by the [Laughing Spore] and are out of breath.

Bang –

The natives and children on the periphery tried to resist, but they were easily knocked to the ground.

After opening the gap in the outer layer, the "shark monsters" who had completed the colonization of all the members, did not care about the old and weak women and children who had little combat effectiveness, and pulled out their long knives and went straight to the young warriors in the special seat.

It is a tradition among the indigenous people that weapons will not be left as long as they are alive, even when participating in such grand rituals.

However, it was impossible to reload and shoot in this state, so I could only resist the urge to laugh wildly, and pulled out various cold weapons to resist.

Even desperately trying to get in the way of the soldiers, buying time for the rituals that were taking place on the altar.

The present newspaper comes quickly!

Having just slaughtered six pioneering towns in the tulip colony, before the fruits of victory could be digested, the kingdom's tragic revenge was immediately ushered in.

Before doing this big thing, of course, they also thought about the possible consequences, and they were sure that the benefits were greater than the payouts.

I just didn't expect the kingdom's revenge to come so quickly!

But after the baptism of two hundred soldiers' musket salvos, almost a third of the indigenous warriors who fell directly, how much combat effectiveness could be left at this time?

Bells, bells, bells...

Poof—

The sailors used the heavily armored Gary as the arrow, relying on the strength of the late stage of the apprenticeship, and violently scattered them with just one charge.

Then this group of indigenous warriors involuntarily fell into the division and encirclement of the naval array.

Among them, even the second-order totem warrior whose body has completed the transcendent qualitative transformation is only slightly better than that of ordinary people, and is far from having the strength that usually crushes the transcendent.

What's more, this is still a group of defective products spawned by the blood sacrifice, and they just barely reach the threshold of the official rank.

After being surrounded by a group of soldiers who were equipped to activate animal skins, they had the strength of the late stage of the apprentice knight, and they couldn't get rid of it for a while, and then they were calmly cleaned up by the transcendents of the navy.

"Ahh Hahahaha... Get out of the way!"

And for the three official knights in perfect condition on the naval side, Gary, Milan, and Roddy, even if the number of totem warriors was as high as fifteen, they didn't feel the pressure at all.

They also felt first-hand the role of the concealed laughing spores, though not lethal enough, in a state of war.

For ordinary people, it is simply the existence of weapons of mass destruction, a hundred times more effective than poisons with great lethality.

It is precisely because of this unique witchcraft creation that the battle is only at the beginning, and it is in a one-sided situation.

Click-

As Warrant Officer Roddy slashed the head of the first totemic warrior with the swiftness of his sword, the collapse of the indigenous side began in a chain.

And the real battleground is on Aven's side.

Under the protection of the water-colored brilliance around the totem pole, the three people on the indigenous side of the field who were not affected by the [Laughing Spore] were all there.

Suddenly, the two shamans stopped dancing to the gods. Now that the ritual has been initiated, it is enough to wait quietly for the chief's transformation to be completed, and there is no need for them to make any additional moves.

"Damn, there's a 'blonde demon' coming to the door, and there's an evil wizard among them!"

The two shamans knew very well in their hearts that no matter how critical the situation outside was, as long as the chief Mangunk could successfully complete the third-order transformation, they would be able to turn the tables in an instant.

So, their current task is to ensure that the ceremony goes smoothly. At this time, for the future of the race, even if it is the price of life, it is not at the expense of life!

Whoosh –

Facing Aiwen, who was obviously different from ordinary soldiers, wearing a general's uniform, stepping on the beach, and killing the totem pole with great momentum.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time beat the "Tebonastre" tambourine in their hands with all their might.

The two full-level shamans, although they are both wild paths who do not have a complete inheritance, and even one of them has only just been promoted for a short time.

But at this moment, it still fully shows the majestic power of the legal profession.

Knock! knock...

The thunderous drums echoed through the bay for a long time, each louder than the last, and gradually resonated with the spirit of nature as they chanted.

And then... The real thunder was invited!

In the roar of the wind that makes people almost unable to open their eyes.

Boom –

Led by the elder shaman, a shining thunderbolt had manifested above their heads to the beat of a drum.

Countless forks were like a white dragon with teeth and claws, and when it hit a thunderbolt in the air, it flew towards Ai Wen, who was charging at great speed.

【Shamanic Sorcery: Electro Javelin!】

Animistic shamans are good at using natural spells, and because of the tendencies they worship, they are inclined to do so, and they pour all their strength into this crisis.

It is also the strongest ability of the big shark Ovig.

Cracking sound...

However, when the electric light javelin full of their expectations was shot in front of Evan, it was blocked by a blue circle of light that suddenly exploded on his body.

"Huh, Lightning?"

Ai Wen reached out and grabbed it, and the javelin form suddenly shattered into scattered blazing white lightning.

After flickering a few times in vain, it slowly disappeared, and the naked eye could see that the shining electric circle around Evan brightened up a few more points out of thin air.

【Extraordinary Energy: Kamui】

Ai Wen had clearly used the strongest strength of his third-order branded swordsman.

In the face of a third-order totem warrior who is about to be born, it is of course impossible for Ai Wen to keep his hands any longer, and the lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit, let alone a big tiger that is in the process of transformation?

His subordinates all know that the White Knight is equal to Evan Garlott, and as for the enemy... Enemies who have seen this move are already doomed to never speak again.

There was a faint blue lightning flickering under his feet.

【Upanishads: Flash】

Ai Wen holds the final work of the "Lightning Rod Series" lightning attribute transcendent long sword.

Wrapped in the power of a thunderstorm, he slashed at Manguenke, who was standing there with his eyes closed, seemingly unconscious.

Although he despises the flawed profession of totem warrior, even if the chief can be promoted, he has the confidence to kill him strongly.

But if you can strangle it in the cradle, why bother?

Boom ——!

However, although after a thunderous explosion.

The totem pole and even the stone altar all ushered in a violent tremor, but the water-colored light barrier released by the totem god still stubbornly blocked Aiwen's domineering blow after all.

Without hesitation, he jumped forward.

Although the strength of the barrier was somewhat stronger than Aven expected, he also had the magic skills to deal with such fixed targets.

Exhale-inhale-

Holding the sword in both hands, the breathing method between the mouth and nose gradually adjusts, exhaling into the wind and inhaling into thunder, and gradually producing a wonderful synesthesia with the world.

After a few breaths, he inexplicably grasped the melody of the world itself, and there seemed to be thunder in his ears, but it was a loud sound.

There was an increasingly powerful crackling sound of electric light on the surface of the body, and the momentum generated by the third-order transcendent arcane initiation style was not much worse than the electric light javelin used by the two second-order formal shamans just now.

"No! The enemy is too strong, and they are immune to lightning damage.

The transformation of the chief must be accelerated, otherwise the tribe will come to an end today!"

The two shamans who were trying their best to resist Aven's advance didn't know.

Behind them, the chief Mangunk, who was guarded by them, wished that Evan would come and interrupt the damn ceremony.

"Enough!

He shouted frantically in his heart.

At the beginning, with the totem god of his own faith, the sea shark Ovig, the soul of the same tune, Mangunk clearly felt the growth of his soul, and gradually was able to match the body that had reached the threshold of qualitative change.

But as time went on, he realized something was wrong.

There was so much power coming from Ovig.

There were even countless strange thoughts mixed in with them, as if they were the consciousness of this powerful nature spirit itself.

So much so that in that dark space located in the depths of the totem pole, the size of the big shark began to shrink rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even when something happened in the outside world, the speed of power indoctrination was even faster.

Even if he is the totem god of the tribe, how can he sacrifice himself to such an extent?

But when Manguenke, who had just dreamed of leading his people to the top, realized that the big shark Ovig was actually doing something and wanted to resist, it was too late.

Under the gaze of the six cold playful eyes of the sea shark.

His soul had already begun to be rapidly diluted by the overly majestic force, and perhaps in a dozen more breaths, the self-concept of Mangunk, the chief of the Araukan clan, would disappear completely.

In its place will be the totemic god - the great shark Ovig!

It can be seen from the three aspects of the gradual belief of the Atrians that the tribe always ranks first in the hearts of the natives.

It is extremely difficult to have the kind of existence of a big sect that is willing to sacrifice for God like a fanatical believer, and Mangu Enke, who is determined to lead his people to a better life, is certainly not willing to make a wedding dress for Ovig.

Even if... That's his God!

Outside.

The two shamans, who were unaware of the unexpected situation with the normal promotion of the chief, had already made a major decision in order for the ceremony to go smoothly.

"Diogu, protect the chief, and the future of the tribe will be handed over to you!"

After leaving a word to the young wizard, the older shaman had already pulled out the serrated shark tooth sacrificial knife at his waist and stabbed himself in the heart without hesitation.

Puff –

The hot blood gushing out from the official-level Dharma transcendent splattered onto the totem pole of the great sea shark, using his own blood and life as a sacrifice to speed up the process of the ritual.

In the pitch-black space inside the totem pole, a huge force suddenly descended, and its effect was as if it was pushing hard behind the back of a big fat man stuck in the door frame.

Boom!

With the power of the old shaman's sacrifice, under the powerful pressure of the outside world, Ovig took the initiative to give up part of his own strength, and only completely transferred his complete consciousness, and completely shattered the last consciousness of Mangunk!

Wow –

The light of the totem pole itself suddenly dimmed, and the eyes of the "Man Guenke" under the totem pole and the eyes on the cheeks opened at the same time.

And he was greeted by a sharp electric light that was about to cut off the world.

Yikes!

[Oyi Thunder Breath!]