In the depths of the grassland, dark clouds hung low, a light rain fell from the sky, and the withered yellow grass blades were covered with a layer of hoarfrost at some point.

A majestic bison was digging the grass irritably, its eyes as red as the fur on its body, its huge head lowered, its sharp and strong horns shining, the muscles on its back tense and bulging, its nose spitting white mist, and making an offensive gesture.

The red-haired wild bull is the overlord of the savannah, this bull is in the prime of life, weighing 2 tons, and is also a behemoth in its kind, and its opponents who dare to challenge it have suffered heavy defeats.

The season of water is the season of life and reproduction, and the bull becomes particularly fierce and aggressive, and he only sees beautiful cows in his eyes, and hates all outsiders, especially those with hooves and horns.

The big guy on the other side has hooves and horns.

The angry bull had never seen a centaur, and his barren brain couldn't tell the difference between a centaur and other bulls. The opponent approached slowly, ignoring the bull's warning, and finally it could not contain its anger and charged at the enemy.

The earth trembled under the bull's hooves, and the flat, ugly face of the centaur centurion showed a bloodthirsty smile of excitement, and when the two-ton beast rushed in front of it, its hind hooves exerted force, and the heavy fine iron mace smashed against the wild bull's sturdy skull.

With a muffled "bang", the head of the wild bull who had experienced a hundred battles shattered, the blood plasma and bones flew sideways, and the body with huge inertia was actually carried into the air by the centaur with one hand.

The commander stuck out his tongue, licked the blood that splashed to his mouth, carried the two-ton prey, and ran into a low forest not far behind him.

In the woods, two other well-built centaurs lay on the ground resting.

"Quiglopolta, this steppe is the masterpiece of Mother Earth and should belong to the centaurs. The commander threw his mace on the ground, tore open the thick skin of the wild bull, and pulled out the steaming heart from his chest and presented it to his esteemed brother of the Great Khan.

The Great Khan stood up, took the fresh heart of the ox with both hands, and chewed it so hard that blood trickled down from the corners of its mouth. The centaur commander then ripped off the leg of the ox and shared the flesh of the prey with another brother.

Having eaten the whole cow's heart, the legendary centaur Porta was even more convinced that he had come to the right place, but his instincts told him that it was wrong and that it should run east to find its Alita.

Two months ago, he and Alita led tens of thousands of centaur warriors to break through the encirclement and set out on their way home. Lacking food, the centaurs followed tradition and scattered in search of food, while the human cavalry followed closely behind. After a series of fierce battles, Porta and Alita were almost in the eastern territory, but by that time, the warriors of the Whitetail tribe had already dispersed.

The scattered centaurs will not recognize Porta as their Great Khan, and even the white-tailed centaur warriors have begun to question Alita's decision, saying that she should not have killed the goblin sacrifice.

Polta wavered, and it was equally skeptical of Alita's intelligence, believing that the test of the Earth Mother as described by the goblin sacrifice was really in the northwest direction of the human empire.

Polta and Alita have gathered more than 20,000 white-tailed and black-hoofed centaur warriors to rescue their own centaur gangs, but the shortage of food has once again become apparent.

The irritable Porta decides to follow his mental instincts and gather a group of warriors to go to the northwest side of the human empire to be tested by Mother Earth.

Alita tried hard to dissuade her, but Porta insisted on going her own way, and the mare had to announce to the centaur warriors as a sacrifice of the Earth Mother that the Great Khan of Porta had been summoned by the Earth Mother and would go to the Human Empire to be tested by the Earth Mother. Any centaur who follows Porta will be favored by Mother Earth.

The idea of the sacrifice of the Earth Mother was fully supported by the old white-tailed khan and the commander of the black-hoofed thousand. Porta knew in his heart that they wanted to go back and rescue more tribal warriors.

This also seems to be what the Great Khan should do.

Porta isn't sure what the Mother Earth Test is, but it's eager to attack the human lair and make the human cavalry who hunted the centaurs feel the same pain of having their relatives killed!

Killing two human powerhouses, Porta's strength grew rapidly, and more and more centaur warriors were gathered, and in just over twenty days, it felt stronger than ever.

However, at the height of Poelta's power, the confident centaurs suffered a heavy defeat. Human warriors poured into a small camp like a tidal wave, and they braved death to slaughter more than 10,000 centaurs.

Porta led the rest of the centaurs out of the battlefield, instinctively believing that it should run east, and that it would have no chance of surviving if it followed the revelations of the goblin sacrifice and searched for the test of the Earth Mother in the northwest direction of the human lair.

But is the Great Khan who returned from a crushing defeat still the Great Khan of the Centaurs?

Because of the fiasco, Porta is even more desperate to get the power of Earth Mother. At the last moment, it remembered Alita's advice before leaving

Don't believe in the revelations of the goblins, trust your instincts, you are the darling of the earth mother, the goblins are not.

Porta can't just run back to the east in disgrace and stop believing the lies of the goblin crooks. It chooses to have a vibrant southwest direction.

Entering the Wharton Prairie, the surviving centaurs no longer had the slightest doubt about Porta's Mother Earth test. It was a new world, with no nasty towering hills, no dense and difficult woods, no abominable human fortifications, and fat prey everywhere. This must be the place where Mother Earth buried her power for centaurs.

The strong men of the human race are in hot pursuit, the centaurs lack spears, and Porta has to let everyone scatter and find a way out. Before they dispersed, the centaurs made an agreement that the centaurs who could return home would bring the news of the land of the Earth Mother Earth to the tribe, and whoever passed the Earth Mother test and obtained the power that belonged to the centaurs would be the king of all the centaurs!

The further west Porta went, the more he felt that the future was bleak, and the danger of death was like a dark cloud in the sky, and no matter how much he ran, he could not find a ray of sunshine.

Mother Earth's trials are dangerous, and only the strongest and most fearless centaurs can gain access to His buried powers...... I must become the king of centaurs!

Porta gnawed the heart of the cow in his hand, picked up a six-meter iron spear on the ground with the claws of his forelimbs, handed it to his hand, walked out of the grove, and said without looking back, "You eat two more bites...... Keep running west, a little farther. I'll come to you in a moment. ”

A golden centaur looked up in amazement and asked, "Queglo, the human female has a helper, why can't I feel it?"

Porta said in a deep voice: "It's still far away...... Rest assured, it can't beat me!"

The two centaur commanders heard Porta's solemnity, and knew that not only would they not be able to help the Great Khan brothers, but they would only be killed by the terrible human female if they stayed.

Without hesitation, they dropped their food, picked up their maces, broke through the dwarf trees, and fled westward.

Porta stepped out of the grove and saw a slender figure strolling along. She was dressed in dark gold and gorgeous armor, holding a long metal whip, and the misty rain and mist shrouded her body, like a dream, like a reality, so that people could not grasp her distance and position.

The human female had been following behind, and no matter how much Porta and her two brothers ran, they couldn't get rid of it, and the two sides fought no less than a hundred times. She almost killed two centaur brothers on several occasions, but Porta's timely assistance saved her brother's death. In the end, the human female came to trouble again, and Porta dragged her alone, leaving her brother first. Anyway, she couldn't beat herself at all.

However, today Porta felt a sharp attack from afar, and its soul was faintly tingling.

The Legendary Centaur looked in the other direction. Ignored, Roland was furious, the emerald glow rose in the green eyes behind the mask, and the slender combat boots lightly touched the grass, instantly stepping a 30-meter arc distance, and the long whip surrounded by green light broke through the air and pumped towards the back of the centaur.

Even a red-haired male bison would be split in half by a sharp Mithril whip, but Porta didn't dodge it in the slightest. It had fought the human female powerhouse more than a hundred times, and not once had it dodged her whip. At first, it was whipped violently, and eventually it got used to the whip.

"Crackling" ...... "Woola"......

The water elf's sigh fell on the centaur's yellow and clear back, but the ground beneath its feet cracked a deep furrow, and the cold mist filled the air, and the frost froze.

The chill exerted by the human female was even more terrifying than the force of the whip, and her continuous whipping had hurt Porta a lot, but it was now getting used to it.

Unable to dodge the whip of the human female, Porta only attacked but could not defend, chasing the opponent with a spear and stabbing and sweeping. Although it is impossible to hit the enemy, and she has been whipped, Porta draws strength from the depths of the earth, recovers her strength, banishes the biting chill, and forces the opponent to continue to surround her body with green light, and when she feels tired, she will naturally retreat.

Originally, Porta had to be whipped by a strong human female for 2 hours, but now she can pump for at least 4 hours, and the whip she wields is getting colder and colder.

Porta has become stronger, and so have the human females.

In a protracted battle, whoever does not progress will die at the hands of the other side.

The Great Khan of the centaur wielded his spear and tried to stir the air, whimpering and whistling with a terrifying sound that swept through blades of grass and raindrops. Roland's laughter was like a silver bell, his figure flickering in the turbulence of the air, as graceful as a butterfly through a flower, and the Mithril whip was elusive, soft and soft, crackling on the centaur's body.

Cracks sprouted under the centaur's feet, and patches of frost were stepped on, but Roland's Mithril armor was surrounded by the Void Water Elemental after all.

On the grassland, a tall and tall figure quickly approached here, and it didn't take long for it to appear on the periphery of the battle circle.

Roland whipped two more lashes, stabbed three times, and ducked back. Porta did not pursue, and stood in place, his spear in front of his chest, as if his eyes were fixed on the newly arrived formidable enemy.

He was dressed in dark cyan leather armor, carrying a war bow, two long swords hanging from his waist, his hair was darker than the dark clouds in the sky, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his ears were actually a little pointed, which made him look particularly ugly.

Porta had never seen such an ugly creature, and it was ugly, fierce, and very powerful. The centaur suddenly felt extremely disgusted with this enemy and wanted to kill them immediately, but it became fearful, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Victor takes a closer look at the centaur god, whose body is clear yellow and well-proportioned, like a work of art carved from glazed rock, giving people a sense of déjà vu that is not flesh and blood. However, Victor has two diametrically opposed feelings about the centaur.

Objectively, it presents the perfection of transcendent life, is a masterpiece of nature, and fully conforms to the laws of beauty. Subjectively, it was ugly, vicious, coarse, and clumsy, disgusting and contemptuous to Victor, who wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Victor couldn't help but frown, he couldn't be sure if it was the hostility of the elven bloodline towards the centaurs, or if it was influenced by the legendary centaurs' psychic touch, which produced a subjective illusion.

This monster is suddenly hostile, and the will to kill him is very strong, even if Victor closes his eyes, he can feel the murderous desire of extreme hatred.

In the same way, Victor especially wanted to slaughter this centaur!

The touch of the heart is infinitely useful, interfering with the opponent's mind, amplifying subjective emotions, and thus causing the opponent to make mistakes is a more advanced usage.

Victor does not have this ability, and the X-3 gives him an absolutely rational combat mind, and never making mistakes is precisely the nemesis of this touch of the heart.

Out of an abundance of caution, Victor manipulated the X-3 slightly, eliminating the subjective emotions of disgust and killing, and the ugly centaur became an objectively existing centaur again.

Roland pushed away the Mithril Visor, revealing a bright and moving face, and said angrily, "What are you doing here?"

"Was it a surprise?" said Victor, glancing at her, innocently.

Roland was speechless, stomped his feet, and warned in a somewhat angry manner, "This is my prey, you are not allowed to rob it!"

"I won't rob you, I just need to bring back the eldest princess of Gombis completely. Victor said calmly, but his eyes kept locked on the centaur Great Khan opposite.

Roland was furious, pinching Victor's ears with his teeth and claws, and said angrily, "You think I'm going to lose to the stupid and clumsy centaur lord?

Victor turned his feet, dodged Roland's slender jade "claws", and said calmly, "The centaur is clumsy and full of flaws in front of you, but its defensive talent is indestructible, and its offensive talent is sharp, otherwise they would have been extinct." In addition to transferring damage to the ground, Earth Armor can also gradually adapt to elemental damage. You haven't been able to take it for so long, its water elemental resistance is already very high, its 'Earth Slam' talent can borrow the power of the earth, as long as the opponent is connected to the ground, as long as it hits, the power of the 'Earth Slam' will follow the target's body into the ground, which cannot be avoided, which is equivalent to taking a full implosion damage. ”

"You can't hit it, it only needs to hit you once, and you're done. ”

Roland shook his whip, smacking the air with a crunching sound, and sneered, "Do you know a lot about the talent of centaurs?"

There are two types of centaurs on the Will side of the Alchemy Militia, the Forest Centaur is a water elemental talent and the centaur is an earth elemental talent. Victor is well aware of the Centaur's racial talents, and laments that the "Armor of the Earth" and the "Earth Slam" complement each other and are impeccable.

He quietly explained, "Centaurs of the Legendary rank are very rare, but the Church still has a history of this...... The Golden Knight can't withstand their heavy blows, and the Earth Knight of the Legendary tier can...... There are only a few records in history that have killed a legendary centaur, either a legendary Earth Knight or a legendary Wind Knight, but there is no Legendary Storm Knight. Because the water elemental damage is not violent enough, it is difficult to deal more damage than the legendary centaur can withstand at once, but it makes its water elemental resistance continue to increase. ”

Roland wrinkled his upturned nose and pouted, "It's up to you, huh?"

“...... Obvious. Victor stared at the Centaur Great Khan, his tone was gentle, and he said with a calm gaze, "You have biased its elemental resistance towards the Void Water elemental, which is just right for ...... I slaughtered it. ”

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(Tianjin)