The three levels of human powerhouses, [Warrior], [Hero], and [Prophet], each have corresponding characteristics.

The strength of the [Warrior] level powerhouse is extremely powerful, and if you have a sophisticated weapon in hand, it is enough to defeat one against a hundred. Hero-level powerhouses begin to touch the realm of "energy" and can use it to unleash power beyond the limits of the human body.

Further up, it is to become a [prophet], directly manipulate a certain energy, such as frost, fire, earth and stone, wind, lightning, sound waves, spirits, etc., and control the power of gods and demons as a mortal.

Based on his own experiments, the information he collected, and the information he received from the souls of the savages, Sutum probably knew the origin of the prophet.

Most of the so-called [prophets] inherited the bloodline of the primeval gods and awakened through various training and stimulation. Therefore, once they awaken, they can directly obtain a part of the power of their ancestors. And after death, he can rely on some kind of powerful belief to sublimate his soul and fuse the power of the bloodline to become an immortal angel.

Gods and demons can be immortal, and angels can naturally be immortal.

Today, the gods and demons have long since disappeared without a trace, turning into an invisible law between heaven and earth. Most of the current Prophet bloodlines are from ancient times and have a long tradition, so they are extremely precious.

However, Hurondin's information does mention that when life reaches a certain level, special abilities can be passed down through the bloodline, forming a new [prophetic] bloodline. For example, the middle angel or demon can be combined with human beings to give birth to the corresponding descendant of the angel or demon.

Wild youth, if nothing else, should have awakened some kind of bloodline related to the wind.

Woo-woo-woo

As the blue light on the young man's body emanated, the air currents turned into strong winds and swirled, forming an air shield around his body, protecting him tightly. Sutum grabbed a trident in his hand and threw it with three percent of his strength.

With a "snap", the trident was thrown away by the swirling wind and shot at a nearby wall.

"The protection is good, just this protective shield, ten or eight [hero] level warriors at the same time, it can't be broken. ”

Sutum scanned it with a mirror eye and thought to himself.

After the protective shield was formed, the young man seemed to have no scruples, and the blue light suddenly rippled like water waves.

Brush Brush Brush!

Countless wind blades visible to the naked eye swept towards Sutum.

Sutum dodged nimbly in the air, seemingly dangerous, but unscathed.

Although this wind blade is numerous and dense, it is a pity that the control methods are too crude, and in his perception, there are flaws almost everywhere, and such an attack does not pose any threat to him. On the contrary, it was the wounded who were underground, and those who were close were destroyed by the wind blade. Originally, he was only seriously injured and couldn't escape, but now he was completely killed by his own people.

In Sutum's mirror, the young man's face was cruel and fierce, as if he didn't care about his own death.

The men and women beside the young man had already stepped aside, looking at the situation in front of him, their eyes flashing, and they didn't even have the slightest desire to dissuade them.

"These people are like rocks, they are more demons than me. ”

Sutum's face was cold, his spiritual power spread, and dozens of shields rose from the ground and blocked in front of him. The quality of the shield is good, a single wind blade slashes at it, and it only makes a thumping sound, but it can't be broken. Dozens of shields were stacked on top of each other, and they were as stable as Mount Tai.

With the shield in his way, he slowly approached the young man, but he wanted to force the other party to exert more force.

Sutum also wanted to know the extent of the power of the Prophet.

The berserk young man's face became even more hideous, and when he saw that the wind blade was ineffective, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Storm!"

Crackling!

A thunderbolt fell out of thin air in the void, and the weather suddenly became a little gloomy.

Powerful energy fluctuations radiated in all directions, and the movement here could no longer be concealed.

The protective shield around the wild young man exploded violently, and cyan light surged in a radius of ten meters around Sutum, turning into a strong wind that restrained him.

Between breaths, the wind swirled, forming a powerful vortex, pulling everything in the radius.

The water spurted out of the river with a roar, turning into a long white dragon and being sucked into the whirlpool, causing a powerful tumble on Sutum. At the same time, a large amount of debris was involved, and the wounded on the ground could not escape......

The wind was like a meat grinder, crushing everything, and the outer layer was dyed a blood-red color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the smell was fishy.

Thundered!

The more the water was sucked in, the faster the wind turned, and soon it became a storm. Within a radius of several hundred meters, the water vapor was suddenly filled, and it was white.

A moment later, Sutum's figure vanished, enveloped in a tornado that had been weathered and swirled into the sky.

The wild young man's body shook, looking a little difficult, looking at the storm in mid-air, and said coldly: "It is your honor to dare to provoke my majesty and die under the power of my storm." ”

"Hehe, sure enough, he is the inheritor of [Storm Blood], one of the youngest prophets in Storm City, and he is indeed powerful. ”

Among the remaining six, a beautiful blonde woman smiled charmingly, walked up to the wild young man, and said:

"That person just now is the current leader of the Xilin District where we are, the black-eyed Sutum. Sauron, the original serpent of this place, is under his command. ”

The wild young man sneered: "It turned out to be him, it seems that he really used Talos to lure him over." It's a pity that the strength is only that. I thought that this person could come up with a whimsical idea and make a glass mirror, but this time the artifact had something to do with him. Now it seems that it must be impossible. ”

And he said: "In this way, he can still subdue Sauron, and it seems that Sauron is just a waste." We have been planning in vain these days, and even sent people to scout the intelligence, which almost became a joke. ”

He turned his head to the others and said, "How is it? This cooperation will be led by my Taban, and after getting the specific information of the artifact, we will discuss how to distribute it. ”

The blonde woman smiled and groaned.

A handsome short-haired man glanced at him disdainfully: "It's just that it hasn't been long since I awakened my bloodline, and I dare to speak out." Believe it or not, Taban, I can chop you into a ball of powder right now. ”

The short-haired man's hair was also a rare black color, just curly like a wave. His eyes flickered with electricity, and his eyes were a rare silvery color, and they didn't look like humans.

"Hmph, Soth, you dare to take advantage of the loss of my strength before you dare to speak wildly. If you have the ability, let's find a time to fight. “

Taban's voice was like thunder, and he roared.

"Idiot, I'm one of the true inheritors of Holy Mountain City, and I'm not comparable to a side line like you in Storm City. As you are, you don't deserve to fight me. ”

Soth's voice was vicious and piercing, which stimulated Taban's face to turn pale, and his whole body was shrouded in blue light, and there was a faint roar in the air.

But he didn't dare to do it directly. Of the seven, there were three of Soth's men, two each of him and the blonde woman Sally. Except for him and Soth, the rest are the peak strength of the [Hero] level.

If he really wants to do it, unless he joins forces with Shari, there is no guarantee that he will have the upper hand completely.

Here they sarcastically mocked each other, and just then, the storm in the sky suddenly dissipated, and Sutum, who was trapped in the storm, was nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on?"

Taban sensed this change, and was inexplicably a little frightened: "That Sutum was crushed by the storm and shattered? Or was he rescued by someone?"

Call!

Several balls of flame the size of a human head shot out of the void, and suddenly, they turned into the size of a millstone and smashed towards Taban.

The flames were menacing, and Taban was caught off guard, only to condense a layer of dim aura and protect the surroundings.

With a "bang", the flame made contact with the air shield and exploded violently. A powerful air explosion destroyed everything around it, sweeping away the water vapor within a radius of 100 meters, and the temperature rose rapidly.

Taban snorted, spat out the blood, and fell to the ground, never moving again.

"Lord Taban—"

One of the seven warriors with his hair tied into a whip screamed and lunged at him. As soon as he took a step, his body suddenly twisted strangely, and there was a clattering sound of broken bones, and the man also collapsed to the ground.

Soth's eyes flashed with lightning, and he raised his hand and struck a thunderbolt into the void somewhere.

Sutum's clean and refreshing appearance immediately appeared.

"Is that you?"

Soth's expression was shocked, and he rubbed his hands together, and the thunder flashed like a tide, rolling towards where Sutum was.

Sutum's figure cracked like glass.

"Oh no! It's an illusion. ”

The thought rose in his mind, and he felt a gust of hot wind coming from behind him.

The body arched rapidly, turned around, and backhanded a thunderbolt.

Bang!

A mirror was struck through by lightning and blown to pieces.

"It seems that the ability of [Reflection] needs to be further strengthened. ”

Sutum ghostly appeared behind Soth again and said lightly.

The silver-white thunder light on Soth's body sneered, but this time he was not in a hurry to make a move, but just turned his head and said, "You are also a prophet? ”

"You killed Taban, and Storm City will never stop with you. Why don't you cooperate with me to find the artifact together, and then our Holy Mountain City will fight this matter for you?"

Soth's voice was not slow, and at this time, he seemed to really like Sutum's strength.

"Oh, so what are you here for? interesting, so I want to take you down even more. ”

Sutum's eyes lit up, he shook his head and slammed his shot.

"You've been fooled!"

Soth laughed, and a silver-white snake weapon appeared in his hand, pointing at Sutum. A dazzling silver-white beam of light erupted from the tip of the weapon, piercing everything in the void and destroying Sutum's body.

"Another illusion?"

His figure spun around, sweeping in all directions.

Countless mirror images of Sutum appeared around.

The mirror images were swept away by him one by one, and at the moment of destruction, the mirror images each held a mirror in their hands, reflecting the blazing white light.

For a moment, the void was an extremely intense white light. The crowd illuminated by the white light was stimulated, and suddenly screamed and fell into a state of blindness.

Even Soth, the man who shot it, did not expect this to happen, and was struck by the reflected light, and was equally blind.

Although the mirror cannot reflect lightning attacks for the time being, it can reflect light. Soth was also blinded by his ultimate.

"Boom!"

Having lost his sight, Soth involuntarily panicked, brandished his weapon wildly, and was knocked away by a ball of fire from Sutum.

Immediately, a strong force struck, and he was also knocked unconscious by Sutum.

Without two prophets, the rest have nothing to fear.