The first to notice the enemy was the patrol in the Bloody Tribe camp, and dozens of Black Elf archers were unprepared, screaming warning when thousands of flaming pike spears were projected.

"Enemy attack!"

Unfortunately, their warning came too late, and hundreds of crossbow arrows came in a burst of arrows, almost turning them into hedgehogs.

The entire bloody tribal camp was suddenly like ants in a frying pan, and the black elves woke up from their sleep, but they were horrified to find that there was a sea of fire all around them, and some unlucky guys were directly stabbed by shuttle guns, and they had already died before they woke up.

Exclamations and screams spread quickly to every corner of the camp along with the burning fire.

Many of the Black Elf archers and warriors rushed out of their tents, but they were immediately killed by the thunderbeast warriors' crossbow arrows, and many more minotaur warriors roared into the camp, swinging their battle axes and slashing their soulless foes to pieces!

Leon rushed into the camp first, ignoring the black elves screaming and escaping from the tent, the sword was directed at the center of the tribe - the Great Wizard's Tent!

Four Templars followed, and five formed the sword force of this night attack, stabbing the enemy to the heart.

It was not for nothing that Leon was able to launch this raid as soon as he had just received the allegiance of the Giantblade Tribe.

First of all, the migration of the Giant Blade tribe cannot be completed in a short period of time, even if all the supplies are abandoned, the movement of seven or eight thousand people is too huge, and the possibility of being discovered by the bloody tribe is extremely high, and it will be a great trouble if it is attacked on the way.

So in order to return to the surface safely, the threat of the Black Elves must be eliminated.

Secondly, Leon wanted to make a windfall, and through the memories of the black elf wizard, he knew that the Bloody Chief Wizard held the wealth accumulated by the entire tribe for hundreds of years, and once it fell into his hands, it would be of great help to Thrall's development.

And the wizarding memories he has obtained, if they are not used now, may not be able to play a role once time passes.

In the end, Leon hopes to be able to establish his supreme authority in the Giant Blade tribe with a decisive victory, and sit back and watch his prophecy as the leader of the tribe to lay a solid foundation for future Underworld raiders.

Of course, the raid on the bloody tribe is extremely risky, but the combination of various factors made Leon determined to tie the Giant Blade tribe firmly to his chariot.

As it turned out, Leon's adventure was correct, the Black Elves were completely unprepared, and by the time the Minotaur warriors had completed the first wave of their spears, the raid was already half successful.

But Leon knew very well that the real victory was not his own, the key was the chief wizard.

"Kill!"

A black elf in front of him was knocked away by his bow and fell into the burning tent next to him with blood spurting from his mouth.

But more Black Elf warriors and swordsmen appeared, this is the core hinterland of the tribe, and it is also a heavily guarded area, although the entire camp is in chaos, there is definitely no shortage of guards around the chief archwizard.

Rumble!

A dark golden tent dozens of paces away, suddenly rose a black pillar of light as thick as a bucket, and it soared straight to the heavenly dome hundreds of feet high, causing countless dark clouds to roll up and envelop the entire camp.

The Great Wizard has struck!

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Leon's black eyes instantly turned red, and the eight-sided demon armor suddenly appeared in front of him, condensing at an unknown speed faster than before.

After devouring the soul body of the black elf wizard and the soul of hundreds or thousands of demonic beasts, Leon's mastery of the two soul eaters reached a new level, and he now only needs to consume a little bit of essence blood and soul power to activate the magic weapon, but the power is several times stronger than before.

Bang!

More than a dozen black elf swordsmen who rushed over were knocked away by the whirling magic armor, they were the strongest people in the tribe who had mastered the power of fighting energy, but they were completely vulnerable in front of the power of the magic armor.

Call!

The eight-sided demon armor changed from vertical to flat, and the edges around it became extremely sharp, whistling and shooting towards the great wizard's tent dozens of paces away!

"Ahh

The black elves in front of them screamed and were cut in two by the demon armor, blood mixed with broken internal organs splashed everywhere, and there were hundreds of black elves guarding the front of the camp, and no one could resist the blow of the demon armor.

Even if it is a strong person who has a body protection armor, he can only carry the first demon armor, and then be killed by the second and third demon armor that follows.

The eight-sided demon armor was like a bamboo, setting off a bloody rain in the middle of Leon and the camp, like the scythe of the god of death easily harvesting dozens of lives.

In an instant, the eight-sided demon armor shot in front of the tent, and it was about to break through.

Boom!

At this moment, the Great Wizard's tent suddenly exploded, all the tarpaulins turned into powder, and the indestructible magic armor suddenly shook, as if it had hit a once-invisible wall, and it was impossible to advance another half an inch.

The Great Wizard hiding in the tent was revealed.

The master of the Bloody Tribe stood on a high altar, his black robes fluttering in the wind, his bewitching face expressionless, except for the fiery eyes that flashed with anger and bloodlust.

Around her, wisps of black mist spun rapidly, forming a solid shield that kept Leon's armor at bay.

Dozens of paces away, Leon was stared at by her gaze, and his soul trembled, making him involuntarily rise an urge to kneel on the ground and surrender.

At this moment, Leon's breathing stopped.

The Bloody Archwizard didn't continue to pay attention to Leon, as if in her eyes, Leon was not an enemy to be taken seriously at all.

She raised the staff in her hand high, the black magic crystal inlaid on the head of the staff shone brightly, and the pillar of light rising into the sky couldn't help but expand outward, and a powerful spell was about to take shape!

Anyone who is in the range of the spell can clearly feel the power of this spell, it seems to be like a mountain pressing on everyone's head, making people feel powerless.

Darkness destroys!

Leon can call its name, this is exactly the power that the other party relies on to become the master of the Bloody Tribe, a super spell at the forbidden spell level!

Once the spell is completed, then everything within a radius of miles will be reduced to powder, except for the Great Wizard himself, who has no regard for the lives of thousands of people.

She must not be allowed to complete this spell!

A strong thought surged into Leon's heart, and a familiar heat came from his chest, causing his soul to instantly get rid of the negative state caused by the archwizard's glance.

However, countless black elves appeared from all directions, forming a siege on Leon and the four Templar Knights.

The corners of the Great Wizard's lips on the altar were covered with a cold sneer, and no one could stop her from completing this forbidden spell that destroyed the world.

Leon raised his red-blooded heavy sword and slashed down several of the black elves who rushed over, but many more black elves rushed at them without forgetting to die, and the time it took to destroy them was enough for the great wizard to calmly complete several forbidden spells.

His heart sank and sank.

But Leon did not lose hope, because behind him, there were also the great shaman of the Giant Blade tribe and the temple priest Xiling.

When the dark clouds in the sky expanded to the extreme, a loud battle song suddenly sounded.

It was like a ray of sunlight shining into the clouds, instantly driving away the darkness, and the surging clouds melted as quickly as snow met boiling water.

Boom!

A circle of golden brilliance spread out in the air, and brilliant flames and dark clouds collided violently above the sky, suppressing the forbidden spell that had not yet fully formed.

The Great Shaman and Xiling have made a move!

Leon, who was in the midst of a bloody battle, was in high spirits, and the red-blooded heavy sword in his hand radiated thousands of sharp sword rays, cutting the enemies around him into pieces of flesh and blood.

He raised his left hand, and the eight-sided demon armor suddenly flew back, flying and shooting along the way, putting down dozens of black elves like wheat stubble, and returning to his side in a breath.

"Cover me!"

Leon roared loudly and lunged forward, his armor slamming the enemies in his way into the air.

Above the sky, the forces of light and darkness are in the most violent confrontation, and the colorful light can't help but burst open, like fireworks blooming in the night, beautiful but extremely dangerous.

If you want to block a forbidden spell, where is it so easy!

On the hillside hundreds of steps away from the bloody tribe camp, the swan priestess Xi Ling held a scepter, her delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful face was as pale as paper, and the corners of her lips oozed red blood.

Although she has the help of all the shamans of the Giant Blade Tribe, the strength contest at this level is still an unbearable burden for her, and every time the divine art is released, a large amount of faith divine power is consumed.

Xi Ling knew very well that once the other party completed this forbidden spell, her side would die without a place to bury.

She had never shouldered such a heavy responsibility, and the confrontation with the other great wizard was undoubtedly an unprecedented test for this heavenly lady.

But it was this kind of test that inspired the pride and dignity in the blood of the Swan Maiden, even if she was far inferior to her opponent in strength, she still straightened her chest, held her head high, and did her best to release her strength.

For thousands of years, the glory of the Beamon shaman seems to have reappeared in the body of this maiden!

The three Templars who were guarding her looked at each other with solemn expressions.

They knelt on one knee with a hand in hand, golden flames rising from their armor.

This is the secret divine power transmission technique of the temple, which can be blessed by the divine power of one's own faith to the priest to increase the priest's power.

This kind of teleportation needs to consume their life force!

At this time, Leon finally broke through the layers of interception of the black elf guards and rushed to the bottom of the altar!

(To be continued)