The third guy on the field was carrying a huge stone pillar with an earthy yellow glow all over his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Isis played against him.

This guy is smarter, and if he didn't enter the field, he threw the totem pole in and inserted it on the ground first, so that he would have taken the lead from the beginning. Isis doesn't care, it's nothing more than an earth attribute enhancement, which is nothing to a genius mage who is proficient in six spells, open the spell shield, and just wait for the other party to attack.

The other party was not polite, first a gravity technique made her unable to move, and then she pounced with a pair of giant fists, but the three punches in a row did not even break her shield, and she was directly blasted out of the field by a round of the simplest fire arrows, becoming the fastest to lose.

Tabrich shouted: "You have lost three of your five games in a row, and if you lose, do you want to lose face to the end?"

One of the tribal elders said angrily, "What are you talking about! Your dark envoy over there is not showing up, how can we send a real master to it?"

"Oh, so you can be so shameless. In other words, it doesn't matter if you win or lose in front of you, just look at the next one?"

"That's right, you don't have to play five games, the next one will be won or lost!"

As soon as the words fell, a tribal elder with a goatee walked up in person!

There was an uproar all around.

All eyes were on Dark.

Tabrich said quickly: "This old man is one of the masterminds of the rebellion, be careful of his 'soul totem'!"

"What is a soul totem?"

"Connected to your own soul, as long as you think about it, you can release it, and you can shoot quickly. In addition, six small totems are strung into one large one, which can be released in sections, and the spell effect can also be changed by adjusting the order!"

Duck smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm sure." With that, he lifted the camouflage effect and walked up with the Morning Star of the Prison Eye.

The goatee raised his chin proudly: "Young man, I'll let you do it first! I'll count to three and then fight back, come on, one, two, three!"

After counting the three, Duck didn't move, and the onlookers suddenly secretly admired that this dark messenger was really full of confidence, and he didn't want to have the advantage of being the first.

Confused, Duck looked at Yupanki, then pointed at the old fellow, and said loudly, "I don't understand what he's talking about, translation!"

Yupanki and Isabella immediately laughed, and Yupanki finished translating Dack's words while laughing, and the old guy was so angry that his face turned green, and many of the tribal warriors were also snickering.

The old guy puffed up and said, "I can't even understand the words, and what kind of dark messenger is clearly fake!"

"A tribe that is about to perish, and dare to question the darkness?"

"Nonsense, Yanoma is protected by the god of the swamp, and it will exist forever!

"There is no food, there is no clean fresh water, there is a lack of medicines...... Devoured by wild beasts, devoured by swamps, and becoming one with them, is this your 'eternal existence'? A group of careerists who do things in the guise of the god of the swamp actually talk about the gods? haha. ”

Yupanki translated Dack's words aloud, and Isis quietly added a "amplification technique" to him, which was really thunderous. Listening to Duck's words, there were several elders on the other side with apprehension on their faces.

The goatee was furious, his hands were suddenly raised high, and the soul totem flew out from behind his back, thuding into the ground, and six rings of different colors spun rapidly around the six parts of the totem.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Dark's mouth, and with a hammer blow, a shock wave was released, and the soft wetland was like a piece of bread that suddenly swelled, popping the totem into the air.

Duck nodded to the totem that flew to the sidelines: "Plug it in." ”

Yupanki laughed, and many of the tribal warriors on Dak's side booed. The goatee's face turned blue with anger.

A tribal warrior trotted over and held the totem in both hands.

The goatee roared loudly and thrust the totem into the ground, the blue and yellow halos lit up, this time the effect was extraordinary, and Dark's legs were suddenly grabbed by countless muddy magic hands, unable to move.

"You're done!" the goatee jerked up his hands.

Before he could raise his hand, Duck roared, and the Morning Star of the Prison Eye turned into a black and white lightning bolt, which was slashing at the totem,

The totem was smashed into the air in an instant!

All the mud demon hands instantly turned invisible, and Dak, who was freed from bondage, stepped forward and pressed the goatee down: "Don't move, move Lao Tzu to twist your little neck!"

The audience was in an uproar!

Although Goatee couldn't understand it, looking at Dark's fierce expression, how could he not understand what it meant, and he closed his eyes in despair.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Duck make a move, he opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw that Duck had already picked up the Morning Star of the Prison Eye, and threw the totem pole over: "Next!"

The old guy was excited and hurriedly hugged him.

Duck twisted his neck and said nonchalantly, "Do you want to fight or not—forget it, you don't understand." He looked at his opponent with pity, raised a finger, and swung contemptuously.

Goatee shouted hysterically: "Why, why is it me who loses?"

Yupanki immediately translated, and Duck didn't even think to speak out loud, and replied: "Because you always enclose yourselves in the swamp, holding on to the things of your ancestors! Yes, the totem pole is very strong, it is a fixed powerful support that does not need to consume mana, and it is a powerful mage, but you fools, you self-righteous and arrogant fools use it to death! Like your tribe, if you don't change, you will disappear forever in this swamp!"

Isis enhanced the mana output of the amplification technique, and Yupanki's translation sounded like thunder surging in all directions, and some of the timid tribesmen trembled and searched everywhere for the source of the sound, while more of the tribesmen fell into deep thought.

Why, why is it that the totem that our ancestors have trusted for generations is so vulnerable to the hands of the strangers, why is it that we believe in the god of the swamp so devoutly, yet we are still on the verge of the destruction of our tribes? What should we do?

At some point, the chief and his guards had been lowered from the totem pole, and the arrogant tribal elders were dejected, and they were watched by the tribal warriors who were against the water, and they did not dare to move.

The chief slowly moved his numb wrist and solemnly bowed to Dak: "Messenger of darkness, please show us the way!"

Darker was startled and instinctively wanted to help, but Isis's voice immediately came from the team chat: "Accept them!"

Duck withdrew his hand and accepted the chieftain's prostration.

"The god of darkness is forgiving, and from this day forward, your souls will continue to return to this vast swamp, and your hands will work for the god of darkness, for the rebuilding of your homeland, and for the future of your tribe!"

"Yanoma tribe, follow the teachings of the Dark Messenger!"

Beginning with the chieftain, all the members of the Yanoma tribe, in waves, fell to their knees one by one.

Bai Liana's eyes turned into small stars again: "Lord Darkbringer, so handsome!"

Duck asked aloud in the team chat, "Belliana, how is the food reserves in the Citadel?"

"Enough to eat!"

"That's it. Darker only asked one question and turned off the team chat, and said loudly to the chieftain and other tribal leaders who were kneeling: "Then, the first instruction of the dark god: the Yanoma tribe, immediately stop the attack on the Divine Citadel, and go all out to collect the Tierekri tree!"