Chapter 298 Temple Sacred Vessels

"Distribute my temple artifact!" Solomon gave the order, and two white-robed priests distributed the temple artifacts given by the blue god to each of the priests present.

This temple artifact is a "magic gun" developed by Sivi that can fire arcane missiles!

Since its development, it has been in the dust since then, except for the pirate attack on the tower, and has not been used again.

In the past two months, all the priests of the temple have learned the method of guidance and mastered the use of the temple artifacts.

"You can come down the mountain with me and destroy the invading army of the Salt Lake Tribe!" Solomon's voice was loud, his eyes shining with excitement, this battle was the best time for him to completely establish the sacred status of the Blue Moe God Temple!

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain and in the temple, Xiwei had already laid a huge teleportation array, which was the use of the void inscription he had learned recently, although the teleportation distance was not too far, but it could teleport many people at a time.

Hundreds of temple priests held "magic guns" and stood in a neat queue in the huge teleportation magic array, which could all be accommodated.

Xiwei activated the teleportation array, and the blue light shone through, and all the temple priests saw black, their bodies shook, and they opened their eyes again and arrived at the Snow Mountain Tribe.

Solomon was sure of victory in this battle, so he gathered all the tribesmen, all behind him, waving their flags and shouting for the temple priests' warband, watching and cheering.

Since they had long regarded the good seeds planted in the field as their own wealth, the Salt Lake tribe did not destroy the morning wheat on both sides of the road, but marched directly to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

When the two armies faced each other, they naturally had to fight each other in words first, but when the Red Fire Great Spirit Master walked out of the military formation under the crowd of people, he found that there were only more than 100 people in the Snow Mountain tribe in front of the formation, and the leader was actually not the tribal chief Akan Great Spirit Master, but the former defeated general Atul!

"Hahaha! Is there no warrior left in the Snow Mountain Tribe? Actually only sent a hundred people to fight, and the leader is actually Atul, you waste!" the Red Fire Spirit Master laughed heartily, intending to hit the fighting spirit of the Snow Mountain Tribe.

However, he wondered in his heart, why these hundred people were wearing neat and uniform luxurious white robes, and where did this fabric come from?

Compared to them, the army of their own tribe turned out to be like beggars!

"Chihuo, I originally planned to go to crusade against the Salt Lake tribe in a few days, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door!" Solomon said sharply with a straight face: "My lord Blue Dameng God is above, punish the enemy!"

"My lord is the big blue god above, punish the enemy!" The hundred priests of the temple lined up in three rows, each row of more than thirty people formed a neat queue, the magic gun in his hand was ready to fire, and his index finger was firmly on the trigger.

"Charge!" the Red Fire Great Spirit Master gave an order, and more than 2,000 people launched a decisive charge!

With the drums beating and the trumpets blaring, the warriors of the Salt Lake tribe have been fighting almost all their lives, not to mention the fact that they are twenty times the number of the enemy!

"Father, if the enemy army is defending the tribe with the help of dangerous terrain, it will take some effort for our army to take it. Now in the decisive battle on the plains, our army will surely win a great victory!" said with a smile.

The Red Fire Great Spirit Master didn't answer, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at the situation on the battlefield!

"Three, two, one, salvo!" Solomon raised his right hand high, and the priests of the temple in the first row pulled the trigger without hesitation, the spell model engraved on the magic gun shone brightly, the arcane crystal in the butt provided energy, and dozens of arcane missiles erupted, shooting directly at the enemy vanguard who had already charged fifty meters away!

Like a harvested wheat plant, the vanguard of the Salt Lake tribe fell in a large area with a clatter!

"Three, two, one, salvo!" Solomon waved his right hand again, and the first row of temple priests had retreated to the end, and the second row of priests fired another volley!

The army of the Salt Lake Tribe, which couldn't stop the charge at all, directly collided with the second wave of arcane missiles and fell a large area again!

The Red Fire Great Spirit Master, who was watching the battle from a distance, gasped, what the hell is this?

"Praise my lord Blue Moe God!" The people of the Snow Mountain tribe were nervously watching and observing the development of the battle situation on the high platform of the tribe, but seeing this overwhelming advantage with their own eyes, the tribesmen's belief in the Blue Da Meng God reached the highest peak!

"Praise be to my lord the great blue god!" Solomon raised his right hand again!

"Praise my lord the big blue god!" The third round of salvo came, and the bloody storm struck, and the army of the Salt Lake tribe fell again!

In an instant, the bravest strikers of the Salt Lake tribe were all killed or seriously wounded and fell to the ground!

The torrent-like army stopped, and the warriors of the Salt Lake tribe watched all this in amazement, they couldn't believe that the strongest and invincible vanguard warrior of the tribe had died so inexplicably!

The Red Fire Great Spirit Master finally knew what he was worried about, and these hundred or so white robes could actually send out spiritual power attacks!

And it's so sharp and so lethal, even he, the great spirit master with the strongest spiritual power, can't do it!

But such a strong spiritual attack can't last, and it's likely that each person can only fire it once or twice!

"Keep attacking! they can't let it go!" the Red Fire Spirit Master personally beat the war drums, encouraging the army to move on.

He knew that he had to win this battle, otherwise according to the current situation, the Salt Lake Tribe would definitely not be the opponent of the Snow Mountain Tribe!

For twenty years, it was the Red Fire Spirit Master who led the Salt Lake tribe to glory, and his words were the truth for many Salt Lake tribe warriors, and the tribal warriors who had been intimidated by the brutal slaughter launched a charge again!

Solomon shook his head slightly, the Red Fire Great Spirit Master is worthy of being a hero, but in front of the brilliance of my lord Blue Moe God, you can only be a loser!

He waved his right hand again, and the first row of Temple Priests, who had been preparing for a long time, unleashed a deadly arcane missile again!

The fifth and sixth rounds followed!

Six rounds of missiles passed, and nearly half of the 2,000 army of the Salt Lake tribe fell!

This kind of battle damage was far beyond the ability of the primitive tribe to bear, even if the Red Fire Great Spirit Master was anxious and shouted wildly, the warriors of the Salt Lake tribe began to flee frantically!

"It's over, it's over!" The Red Fire Great Spirit Master knelt on the ground helplessly, if he was defeated today, the Salt Lake Tribe would no longer have any possibility of prosperity!

"Father, let's get out of here!" Red Eye, visibly intimidated by the terrifying lethality of the arcane missile, held the Red Fire Spirit Master and tried to retreat.

"Drums march!" Solomon shouted loudly, and the Great Spirit Master personally beat the war drums that had been passed down for a hundred years by the Snow Mountain Tribe, and in the sound of high-spirited war drums, hundreds of temple priests marched in a neat line with magic guns, chasing the deserters scattered by the Salt Lake Tribe! )