Chapter Seventy-Four: Soldiers Approaching the City

Under the pressure of the city break, the city lord quickly cleaned up his mood, and the decrees were well implemented through the Knights of Thorns. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rioters on the street were also dealt with one by one, and the clansmen of all families who were locked up in the Fidelik family prison were released, and at the same time, the news of the impending Phantom Beast Tide was informed to each family.

At first, some families wanted to escape Kumu City now, but as soon as they left the city gate, they were killed one by one by the elite team of the Knights of Thorns.

Under the high-pressure situation, all the families barely condensed into a rope and were ready to face the battle.

At dusk, the vibration of the phantom beast tide in the distance became more and more violent, and before it appeared in the field of vision, the vibration brought by the earth had already made everyone in Kumu City extremely depressed.

The lord of the city stood at the head of the city, and trembling continued to come from under his feet.

He couldn't help but fall into the scene when he opened up and laid this world.

Every day, in addition to fighting, I don't know how many phantom beasts and humans have died on this land, so that this Kumu City is at the forefront.

Recalling the days of the original battle, the city lord's heart inexplicably swelled with blood.

It turns out that the desire to fight is not dead.

The city lord thought silently.

Looking into the distance again, the black-pressed phantom beast had already come into view, but his heart was no longer anxious.

"Perhaps, Federé is right, and the fight is what we desire the most. ”。

The right hand brushes over the ring that rests on the index finger of the left hand.

An arm-long magic wand emerged from space.

The nine eyes embedded in the wand kept turning, exuding an ominous aura.

Ghost: Seven-Eyed Scepter!

Gently stroking the magic wand, the city lord sighed, "How many years have you not fought with me? It's been fourteen years, and it's time for you to relive your demeanor." ”

"Evil ghosts bite, devour thousands, open!"

One eye on the top of the magic wand shook rapidly, and an astonishing dark power gradually climbed, and the space around the city lord seemed to be stained with a layer of deep black ink.

Lightning exploded from time to time, smashing deep pits on the ground.

The magic wand was raised forward, and the violently rotating eyeballs suddenly stopped, and layers of magic arrays spread out from the front of the eyes, spreading almost a full distance of three meters.

The surrounding pitch-black dark elements desperately poured into this eye, and with the blessing of the magic circle, countless abyssal maws poked out from the depths of the earth, dragging the phantom beasts in the distance into the endless abyss with one mouth.

It's just that the number of phantom beasts is too huge, and before they have time to open their giant mouths again, wave after wave of phantom beasts have stepped through this area full of abyssal giant mouths and rushed again.

"Corrosive mist!"

Seeing that his demonic bite could not stop the approach of the Phantom Beast Tide, after a violent struggle in the second eye, dark green smoke erupted from the pupils.

Gradually, the whole city was enveloped.

As soon as a right-horned deer stepped on the corpse of its companion over the area where the demon had bitten, it plunged headlong into the dark green poisonous mist.

After taking two steps, the skin and flesh on his body began to fall off, and his body began to slump helplessly, and he was trampled under the feet by the surging phantom beast tide behind him!

Countless phantom beasts crashed into the acid mist, fell, decomposed, continued forward, fell again, and decomposed again.

This area has almost become the Asura Hell Field.

After releasing the two ninth-level spells, the city lord couldn't help but gasp slightly.

Although through the amplification of the Nine-Eyed Scepter, the continuous nine-level spells still brought a lot of load.

Without giving the city lord much of a breath, a deformed Huayan leopard that had been corroded burst out of the smoke and fell heavily.

More and more phantom beasts rushed out of this area, although they had varying degrees of corrosive damage on their bodies, but after the dilution of the phantom beasts before, they were able to flush out the acid mist intact!

The city lord who also wanted to release the ninth-level mage had just raised the scepter, and the five eyes that had been opened closed one by one, and the dark elements could no longer pour into the scepter itself, as if it was a forbidden demon scepter.

In desperation, the first phantom beast had already reached the attack distance of the guards of Kumu City, and the rain of arrows poured out, and the sharp arrows pierced the phantom beast into a hornet's nest, and it could not die again.

The phantom beasts that followed rushed up, layer upon layer, accompanied by an overwhelming number of phantom beast skills, although only a few skills could hook the city wall, but it also brought some damage, if these phantom beasts were allowed to approach Kumu City, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fidrik, Antonia, we ......"

Before the city lord's words were finished, he realized that the two had already left Kumu City, one died, the other pursued his own path, and the former threesome, now only one was left alone.

The sorrow that surged in his heart turned into a surging force, leading the fighters of the surrounding families to rush towards the tide of phantom beasts.

For the sake of Kumu City, and in order to resolve the sorrow in his heart, he took the lead in plunging into the tide of phantom beasts.

The Smoky World, the territory of the Grey Cloth Clan.

The world that constantly emits black smoke seems to be like the interior of the continent is constantly burning, and ashes are spewing out from all over the place.

Lance held Odin aloof, and led his people to shout Odin's name, the leader of the Grey Cloth tribe who almost treated Odin as a peerless powerhouse.

This black-haired monster, which Lance had heard of in the mouths of the older generation, was almost always used as the opposite material for children to stop crying, and the fear brought by this creature had been infinitely magnified by the ears and eyes of their ancestors.

Especially when Odin's attack caused damage, and his own attack seemed to be like a gust of wind blowing, he deeply believed that Odin was the idea of a peerless powerhouse.

Odin lowered his head and whispered a few words in Lance's ear.

Lance, who was excited, commanded everyone to quickly divide up the spoils, this time it can be said that it was a bumper harvest, almost every team collected a full load of water, and even the meat was twice as much as usual.

Lance's mouth hadn't been closed since he entered the ground.

"Lord Odin. Looking at Odin, who was only a few years older than his child, Lance still said respectfully: "I really don't know how to thank you this time." ”

Odin smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I want to know, you don't have the slightest desire to explore this world, don't you want to leave this land and establish your own race on another land?"

Lance was a little stunned, although he greatly admired Odin's force, but when it came to leading his clansmen out to explore the world, the corners of Lance's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly: "I don't want to think about it from time to time, you have also seen, even my attacks can hardly cause any damage, what else can a clansman worse than me do?"

Odin was also very curious about this, and said, "Can you gather your strength and let me see?"

Lance happily condensed a small ball of strength in the palm of his hand, and Odin's fingers easily inserted into it, as if Yun Fang's hands were inserted into his phantom beast space.

After closing his eyes and feeling it carefully, he realized that there was a trace of black gas in the strength of these gray cloth people.

Odin's heart moved.

Regular passages surged around his body, and a small regular passage shrouded Lance's body.

A trace of black qi quickly surged from the passage, drifting into the distance of the regular passage.

Lance, who was shrouded in rules, seemed to have fallen into some wonderful environment, and his face involuntarily rose with heartfelt pleasure, only to see that his breath was steadily rising, and soon reached the peak of the fourth level, and just when the breath was about to continue to climb to the fifth level, Lance woke up suddenly, as if he was being woken up by a basin of cold water in a deep sleep, and his breath also fell back a small layer, reaching the middle level of the fourth level.