Chapter 9: Storming the Holy Land (Asking for a Red Ticket!)
Ying'er hid behind the big rock, and the javelin kept shooting, some of which were heavily driven into the boulder, and some of which screamed from both sides, and she was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, and she covered her ears and did not dare to stick out her head to look. The roar of the trolls echoed, the entire cavern shook, and the ice shattered and fell like an earthquake.
Such a battle is terrible!
After about ten minutes, the deafening momentum gradually weakened.
Mu Yun picked up Ying'er and said, whispering comfortingly: "Ying'er, don't be afraid, the battle is over!"
When Ying'er stood up, she felt that her legs were weak. When she saw what she saw, she couldn't help but be stunned, because the terrain inside the cave had completely changed, it was almost unrecognizable, and the frost trolls were lying on the messy ground, or they were buried alive, most of them were dead, and only a few of the seriously injured were still moaning.
Little by little, the entire cavern space became silent, but occasionally the ice broke and slipped down, and the roof of the cave had been pierced, and the light shone in, and the vision became hazy through the ice fog and snowflakes.
Mu Ying'er's heart was full of shock, in such a short period of time, all the trolls had been killed!
Feng Zhongmian walked up with his sword and sneered: "Hey, your little boyfriend is really not considerate enough." When you take this kind of adventure, you still take your little girlfriend with you, you see, it scares others!"
"I can't blame the young master, I asked to join...... Ying'er's face turned red, and she lowered her head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I'm holding you back." ”
Qin Yue comfortingly held Ying'er's cold little hand, and then said to Feng Zhongmian very unpleasantly: "Don't look down on people, once Ying'er launches a threat, you may not be able to fight!"
Sleep in the wind laughed, completely unimpressed!
Ying'er blushed and felt ashamed.
Mu Yun didn't want to discuss Ying'er's strength, so he immediately went to observe the altar. Because of the restrictions of the times, Mu Yun didn't understand the formation principle of the demon clan very well, but the dark magic of the human race was transformed from demon magic, so he could see a rough idea.
"This altar is full of orc breath, could it be ......"
Qin Yue had already guessed that it was related to the orcs, and this place was only 30 miles away from the Valley of Glory.
The altar lit up with light, and suddenly released a large amount of black mist, which instantly condensed into a black spear.
Meng Hu reacted very quickly, and immediately blocked it, and the black spear shot on the shield, and a huge force directly knocked Meng Hu away.
"There's a sneak attack!"
A gloomy wind suddenly rose, and a large amount of gray mist condensed on the altar.
"Magic?" Mu Yun showed a look of vigilance, there was really residual demon power in the altar, it was really the Red Moon Cult, and his eyes fell on a black banner on the altar, "Quick, there is a demon coming out, cut off this flag!"
Sou!
Suddenly, a long sword shot from the side of the sword, cut the black flag from the middle, and then shot out dozens of meters, suddenly inserted into the rock pillar, the sword body trembled non-stop, this is a famous sword that is hard to find - Wind and Snow Sword!
Feng Zhongmian cut off the black flag, and a voice came from inside the altar: "You dare to harm me?" I saw that the gray mist deepened, although it stopped rolling and spreading, it gradually gathered up, like a large mass of black ink condensed on the altar, filled with a strange atmosphere.
"It's weird, it's not that demon!"
Qin Yue frowned, a hoarse and cold voice was speaking in the altar of the demon cave, and this time the voice obtained through the altar was very thick and rough, like a tiger roaring. Behind the two altars, it's not the same high-level wisdom demon!
Akatsuki is composed of more than one high-level wisdom demon!
This cult is really not simple!
"What are you!"
Regardless of the origin of the other party, Feng Zhongmian suddenly jumped up, completely pulled out the black flag, lost the consciousness of the altar, and suddenly became depressed.
The black mist did not dissipate, like a ball of gasoline poured on the altar, and suddenly spontaneously combusted, and one of the black flames shot towards the wind sleep, but it was easily flashed by the wind sleep. The talismans and formations on the altar are all automatically destroyed.
"Be careful, it's going to explode!"
The flames have an explosive effect!
Rumble!
Mu Yun activated the [Light Shield Talisman], and when he blasted through the rubble and shot head-on, he was all blocked by the spell shield. Mu Yun can basically judge that this is indeed a high-level demon altar, and Akatsuki saw that the matter was revealed, so he completely destroyed the traces, cut off all the clues, and made it impossible for the human race to trace it.
Mu Yun stared at the burning altar, his expression gradually became solemn, the altar is related to half-orcs, once the altar self-destructs, I don't know what will happen.
Grom is in trouble.
There are two altars in the cave, and the other altar has not yet been built, and Mu Yun knows after checking that this is an altar that can attract the interior of the [Glory Valley] and accumulate the breath of the undead for many years. If Grom survives the challenge, Akatsuki will unleash the power of death to blow up the Hammer King's tomb directly, killing most of the orcs in the valley.
This is not only a heavy blow to the orcs, but also a complete break in the relationship with each other at the same time!
The Song of Hell will inevitably become the target of public criticism, and the war between the Terrans and the Orcs will of course be inevitable, and this is what the demons want to happen.
"To the Valley of Glory!"
Mu Yun can't let things happen, he must go to the canyon to stop it.
............
Glory Valley, the platform is potholed and broken. Grom was sitting and resting, and after a tough battle, he finally defeated the challengers of the Fireblade Clan, and finally defeated several more challengers, each battle was harder than expected.
Whether it is true qi or skill, Grom has an overwhelming advantage. Several clan warriors have a strange ability that greatly increases their strength and speed, as well as their recovery and defense.
Is it a special enhancement skill?
Grom will have several skills [Madness] and [Berserk], and these skills generally have a characteristic, which has a short maintenance time and huge side effects. The warriors of the Fireblade Clan fought for a long time, and there were no side effects at all.
"Grom, can you still fight?"
Gordon walked up to Grom's side, and several serious wounds made Grom's combat effectiveness greatly reduced.
Grom closed his eyes and breathed and did not speak
Gordon suggested: "Your injury is too severe, replace me!"
Grom's gaze was firm: "No!"
Grom True Qi is consumed by more than half in the wheel battle, and the reason why a warrior is strong is because of his True Qi, if the True Qi is exhausted, then the warrior is not much stronger than ordinary people. Just as the warlock has run out of mana, I'm afraid he won't be able to throw out even a small fireball.
Gordon said, "Don't be pushy!"
"This is my fight!" Grom stood up and said proudly, "The warriors of Hell Song will never be afraid of hardship!
Die or die!
Win or win!
It's that simple!
There is only one way for the warriors of Hell Song to die, and that is to die in battle.
This is Grom's belief!
"It's time!"
From the Frostclaw Clan stepped a burly half-beast warrior, dressed in leather armor and two short hammers, standing on the altar and posing for a challenge.
"If you don't do it yourself, let's stop it, you'll die!"
Grom stood in the ring with a war spear in his hand, his expression resolute, and he said in a sonorous voice: "Even if the warriors of the Song of Hell fall, we will become a mountain, a ridge, for countless warriors to look up to!"
"Then I'll send you on your way!"
The Grom War Spear was poured into True Qi, and suddenly shrouded in a trace of blood-red light, "Eat me first!"
In the strengthening of true qi, the war spear became bright red as blood, and the spear was swallowed, like a Jiao going out to sea, tearing the air and stabbing at the crampon warriors. The Crampons took two steps back, slammed into the spear with two short hammers.
Grom's arm was numb and he nearly shot down his weapon.
"Hahaha!"
The Crampons Warrior's eyes turned blood-red, his muscles swelled in a full circle, and his forehead, arms, and chest were full of green tendons, like a hideous centipede writhing in his skin.
This force again?
"Hellsong guys, take a good look, this is the great power that our ancestors have given us!" Crampon Warrior rushed up with a war hammer, very fast, "Die!"
The Crampons raised their hammers and swept away, and Grom dodged sideways, he had already calculated Grom's dodge move, and the other war hammer was about to be swept out, and Grom was ready to resist.
Suddenly, the Crampons Warrior's eyes bulged and his expression distorted.
"Good chance!"
Grom poured his true qi into his feet, jumped up and stepped on the crampon's chest, and the other party flew upside down like a broken kite ten meters away, and fell to the ground unable to stand up.
What's going on?
So easy to get knocked down?
Grom was very surprised, and the faces of the other orcs who were watching the battle changed drastically, and they all stood up in unison.
The Crampon Warrior's swollen muscles shrank little by little, howling in pain and roaring loudly, "Grom, despicable villain, what have you done to me!"
Grom looked dazed: "I didn't do anything!"
"My power, how can my power ......"
The crampons are quickly losing power.
"Ahh
At this moment, a scream rang out.
The other orc warrior fell to the ground, his whole body pumping violently, black gas coming out of the seven holes, and his muscles began to atrophy. This was the beginning, the orcs were like dominoes, all of them fell one by one, the symptoms were all the same, only the people of Hell Song were fine.
None of the young warriors who were ready to challenge Grom were spared, and all of them were hit.
"Tricks!"
"The Song of Hell tricked us into the Valley of Glory to kill us!"
As soon as this remark came out.
The orcs are collectively furious!
Orcs regard honor above life, abandon the dignity of warriors, and turn their backs on racial honor, and they will definitely be rejected and attacked by the whole race!
Grom didn't know what was going on at all, just shouted: "I swear with the honor of a warrior, I didn't do anything!"
One of the chiefs roared angrily, "Why are only the people of Hell Song okay!"
The other chief had already drawn his weapon: "Song of Hell defiles the Holy Land!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The eight major clans were injured to varying degrees, and the half-orcs who suffered less were all led by the chieftain, and all drew their weapons, and a bloody battle was about to break out irrepressibly.
"Slow down!"
The orcs were about to start a fight when suddenly a loud voice sounded. The orcs all looked over, and several humans stepped out of the back of a [Tower of Glory].
In the Holy Land, there are human beings!
Grom's expression suddenly became very ugly, and a total of six figures appeared, Mu Yun, Meng Hu, Mu Ying'er, Qin Yue, and Ghost Face, plus a wind sleep that he had never seen before, Glory Valley was the supreme holy place in the minds of the orcs, and once the foreign race came in, they would definitely be besieged by the orcs.
Grom was too busy to take care of himself, and there was no way to protect Muyun.
"Bold!"
"Terran monkeys, dare to break into the Holy Land!"
Mu Yun casts a level 1 spell [Sonic Enhancement], which is like a horn effect, increasing the volume of speech.
"The Holy Land has long been defiled by shameless orcs, where will it be our turn?" Mu Yun shouted loudly as he walked forward: "The bravery and glory of the half-orc Gruru have long since disappeared forever on the plateau! Has this soil that once gave birth to heroes become so corrupt? Why is it that in front of me is just a group of shameless people who have turned their backs on their ancestors, their glory, and their races!"
Mu Yun insulted the orcs in the Holy Land!
Immediately provoke the fury of the orcs!
The Fireblade Clan shouted, "The Terrans and the Song of Hell are really in collusion and kill them!"
"Those who defile the Holy Land are unforgivable!"
At this time, a chief stopped the restless half-orcs, glared at Mu Yun angrily and asked: "This is the holy land of the half-orc race, and the monkeys of the plains must not be allowed to talk nonsense, do you dare to say that we have turned our backs on our ancestors, on our backs on our glory, and on our backs?
"You use despicable means to destroy the bloodline of the Hammer King, this is a betrayal of the ancestors!"
"You are in cahoots with the Frost Trolls, your mortal enemy, this is a betrayal of glory!"
"You are like slaves, building altars and offering to demons, this is a betrayal of the race!"
A hat capped it up.
The orcs were stunned.
Where to start?
Grom was surprised, he didn't know where Mu Yun got these conclusions.
Unfounded words obviously can't convince the orcs!
Mu Yun didn't give the orcs a chance to speak, and immediately continued to shout: "Grom, you don't have to argue for them, and you don't have to accept anyone's challenge. Because, under the guidance of the frost trolls, the orcs have built demon altars in the tribe, and they worship the demons in exchange for evil power, and use this evil power against you!"
"What?"
The people of Hellsong were shocked.
"That's right, these guys are like beggars, begging for power from demons, and then using it against real half-orc warriors! This kind of practice, even I, a human, are ashamed of you!" Mu Yun showed disdain, and then said, "You don't have to quibble! I just destroyed a frost troll altar 30 miles away to cut off the power supply, so you will be attacked by evil forces!"
Grom's eyes glared angrily, his gaze swept over the orcs, and his face was hideous, "Is this true?"
Several orc chieftains were stunned, showing a blank look, "It's impossible to ......"
Mu Yun immediately asked: "I just want to ask, are you building an altar in the tribe, and through the sacrificial altar, you can gain power!"
The Fireblade Clan chief argued, "That's the method of altar construction that was excavated from the ancestral ruins......
"Sophistry! It's obviously an altar dedicated to demons, and in the iceberg 30 miles away, the frost trolls have built an identical altar! If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself!"
"We ......"
"In the Holy Land, in the fair ring, the demon power is used to cheat in duels! Do you dare to say that I defiled the Holy Land?"
The orc chieftains are all speechless.
Mu Yun saw that the murderous aura of the half-orc gradually receded, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, of course he knew that the temper of the half-orc was impossible to collude with the worship demon, let alone with the frost troll, most of them were deceived and used. The reason why Mu Yun distorted the facts was to deliberately occupy a commanding height.
"Therefore, the greatest defilement in the Valley of Glory is yourselves, not me!"
The orcs were in a stir.
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