Sen Leng's blades shone with a rich magical brilliance, and the twin knives slashed towards Kagbo's abdomen with a terrible sound of breaking the sky.

Danger, run!

Kagbo's face changed drastically, he felt the divine magic blessed with the power of Geush on the double swords in front of him, and knew that he couldn't resist it with the tree skin technique on his body alone.

But at this time, even though he had already reacted, the gap in physical fitness still did not make him react.

The bright sword light was mixed with a faint color of blood, cold and pure, as if a blood moon was rising, and the upper and lower parts of the body of KGBO were instantly separated from his waist, and the upper and lower bodies fell to the ground like this. The tree skin technique blessed on the body is the same as paper, and it does not have the slightest effect.

The black man didn't show any joy on his face when he struck the blow, but yelled at the other two companions who walked over to check down, "Don't go over, he's not dead." ”

The corpse was broken in two underground, and it turned into a twisted clump of plant rhizomes, and at the top of the rhizome was a man-eating flower with sharp teeth, which was now curled up between the rhizomes and waiting for its prey to come to the door.

"The roots of the Oak Ring are false gods. The black man immediately alerted his two companions, "Be careful of the plants around you, His Majesty Obai, the god of nature and wilderness, has been stolen by him for so many magical arts, and the people of the Oak Ring are simply a bunch of waste, immediately keep them on guard and don't let this rat escape." ”

"Who said I was going to run away, you minions of the old gods. ”

At this moment, on the broken windows on both sides, countless greenish-brown creeper rhizomes protruded from the walls, and the rhizomes grew rapidly and mutated, and countless spikes and jagged leaves grew on them, like poisonous snakes out of the hole, and they became entangled in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful. ”

The black man shouted, but it was already too late.

At the edge of the room near the window, a large creeper rhizome was now occupied, and his two companions were also entangled in most of their bodies by the tough rhizomes, unable to break free.

Sharp barbs had pierced into their bodies, jagged blades, countless man-eating flowers-like blades had bitten down on them.

When the black man was about to step forward to rescue them, countless rhizomes swarmed over him like sharks that smelled flesh.

Zheng !!

Two long blood-colored knives made a sound of gold and iron, and the black man held the knives cross-legged on both sides of his armpits, and his body turned quickly like a spinning top.

His figure turned faster and faster, and even a little afterimage appeared. The blades driven by his body also spun with them, and soon the appearance of the double knives was not visible, and there was only a whirlwind composed of sharp sword light in front of him.

The whirlwind of blades quickly advanced forward, unstoppable along the way.

Countless stretched rhizomes were cut into stumps and scattered to the ground in the blink of an eye, and green plant liquid was sprinkled everywhere, and the whole room changed color in an instant.

The black warrior swept all the way to the two companions, quickly slicing through the rhizomes and vines that were wrapped around their bodies, clearing a small space.

He stopped, grabbed his two companions, and trampled his left foot heavily on the wooden floor.

With a "click" of wooden planks shattering, the three of them fell directly through the hole in the floor to the room on the first floor.

The black warrior helped his two companions run out quickly, and countless rhizomes like poisonous snakes chased after them.

He cursed frantically at the Oak Ring outside as he fled, and the apartment behind him was now completely surrounded by a dense crowd of creepers, and countless activated rhizomes were swarming towards them.

"Damn it, these wood-headed bastards. How much divine power did they let this guy steal from him, and this level of divine magic could last for so long. ”

You must know that even our lord Guush would not be able to bestow a divine spell of this magnitude, after all, they have lost their divine authority and have long since lost their source of power.

With only the few remaining believers, he doesn't have much power to give this kind of divine magic on a large scale, and if he comes to this scale of magic a few more times, he is afraid that he will fall into a deep sleep again.

However, what the hell was this guy thinking when he wasted so much divine power to activate only one apartment creeper?

He didn't know that in the alley on the edge of the street, the middle-aged man in a linen robe with a long beard was already full of anger at this moment, eager to tear Kagbo apart completely.

These are the powers that their oak rings have accumulated for His Majesty Obai, I don't know how much effort and practice it has taken to let this thief waste so easily now, he will be distressed to death when he sees it.

Equally distressing to death was Kagbo, who was hanging outside the walls of his apartment and was surrounded by layers of creepers.

He was also convulsing in distress at the moment, and the reverse cross embedded in his chest was frantically releasing divine power, and a large number of creepers were dominated by divine power, frantically attacking the black warriors downstairs.

These are all his hard work and risking his life. Even the power he had saved at the expense of his role was wasted in vain at this moment, and he was almost suffocated in distress.

"It's all to blame on this group of believers of the Old Gods, if they hadn't attacked suddenly, he wouldn't have wasted so much power. At that time, when he was stealing the power of the Mirror of Eternity, he didn't have any extra energy to manipulate the Cross of the Gods, but in a hurry, he didn't pay attention, and wasted so much divine power to activate a group of useless creepers, you must know that these are all the accumulations of his extraordinary stepping!"

In the alley not far downstairs, a man in a linen robe, looking at the black warriors who were constantly dodging the attacks of the rhizomes and vines, did not have the slightest intention of stepping forward to help, but quickly retreated into the alley, with a trace of viciousness and determination flashing in his eyes.

Even if he wants to make a complete break with the followers of Guush, he must bring the stolen divine power back to the Golden Oak, otherwise he will awaken His Majesty Obai again, and he does not know when he will go, and the Oak Ring cannot afford to wait.

There are not many people left in the once glorious Oak Ring, otherwise it would not be his turn to come out and try to recover his divine power, even at the expense of making peace with the followers of the tyrant Guush.

He quietly took out a wreath of withered oak branches from his wrist, smoothed it with the scent of nature with his fingertips, and then planted it in the cracked ground.

No sooner had the oak branch been planted than several petite forest elves floated out of the brooch he pinned to his chest, flying around the branch, sprinkling a large number of golden green dots of light.

The oak branches sprouted and revived upon contact with these points of light, and then grew rapidly in the dirty alley, reaching the height of ordinary small trees in a matter of seconds.

It's just that the eyes of the man in the linen robe were full of distress and reluctance, and the branch that had been broken from the golden oak was so wasted in vain, and the damned thief was to blame.

As if sensing his anger, the small tree in front of him grew rapidly, and several pale golden young leaves had grown on its bare branches.

The camphor trees planted on both sides of the streets of Belloc all trembled slightly, and the leaves on their bodies began to rustle. Many of the plants planted in the apartments on both sides also woke up, all of them slightly inclined in the direction of the growth of the golden oak saplings, as if to welcome them.

On the wall of the creeper's apartment, Kagbo, who was already surrounded by a large number of creepers, suddenly opened his eyes, and the cross of the anti-god embedded in his chest suddenly began to tremble, and even wanted to get out of his control.

How could this be, there was a force that was actually competing with him for the ownership of Oubai's divine power, and the small half of the creepers around him had lost control at this moment, and they actually attacked him instead.

The creepers, who were originally born from the same root, have now been divided into two factions, and are constantly attacking each other, countless branches, leaves, rhizomes are entangled, fighting frantically.

All of a sudden, countless stumps and broken leaves fell.

The black man, who was hiding in all directions, immediately noticed his anomaly, and immediately threw down his two companions, let out a roar, and rushed forward at the right time.

His body suddenly grew and elevated, and the muscles like steel puffed up the tights on his body. Thick and lush hair grew all over his body, his pupils turned into vertical pupils unique to beasts, and his lips turned out, and two beast teeth grew out.

It was the black orc Simon had seen before.

The black warrior carried the original double knife, like a heavy armored vehicle, rampaging with great speed and strength, and before the rhizome could be entangled, he had completely cut it off.

Kagbo looked at the Geush believers who rushed over again, and immediately sent a large number of creepers

Crawled out and entangled the filthy black-skinned orc again.

His main focus was now on the battle for divine power, and he didn't have that much time to take care of him. Once the divine power changes hands, he is afraid that he will die in the hands of the creeper under his own activation as soon as possible.

A few blocks from the roof of a building on Belloc Street, Angus was watching the battle from afar.

There was a glint in his eyes, and he could see the battle on this side clearly.

Seeing that the battle here was completely hot, he slowly looked at Kagbo hanging outside the apartment, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He tapped lightly on the lenses hanging from his chest, until there was a crisp and loud sound of glass breaking, and Angus disappeared abruptly at the top of the building.

Around Belloc Street, dozens of mysterious people dressed in black robes and wearing mirrored masks completely surrounded the area.

They whispered prayers in unison, and the mirror of eternal immortality that they meditated on in their minds shone brightly, and countless pure mirror lights came out of the mirror they carried, completely enveloping the area.

In the mirror light and the sound of prayer, this place has quietly turned into a field of light and shadow.