Chapter 155: The Power of the Artifact

Chapter 155: The Power of the Artifact

Nalorak watched as the fleeing 'elf' spirit rangers rushed towards him, and he tried to stand up with severe pain, but his hands and feet did not obey him, and the exhaustion that came from his limbs and bones made him completely unable to use his strength...

No, with your own constitution, ordinary toxins can't produce effects at all, so ......

At the back of the neck, the arrow that almost pierced the spine shone faintly with an imperceptible light.

Pterodactyl Spikes, unlike ordinary arrows, are not primarily used to kill enemies. It has thick barbs that are deeply rooted in the flesh and even bones of its enemies. The magic or toxins attached to it will quickly enter the brain due to contact with the flesh and blood, and use it to deceive the nervous system.

To put it simply, it is to use magic or toxins to change the transmission of one's nerve signals, so that although oneself can feel the body, it cannot control the body. Unless the effect dissipates, or if a strong nerve shock is applied.

It would be difficult to paralyze Nalorak with toxins, but unfortunately, the 'elves' were better at magic.

In general, the easiest way to do this is to wait for the mana to dissipate on its own after a few tens of seconds, or alternatively, the pain......

Looking at the oncoming 'elf' spirit ranger, Nalorak opened his mouth wide, allowing his mouth full of soft 'flesh' to 'expose' in front of the other party, and kept letting out a low and weak howl to show mockery.

But to his surprise, these 'spirits' didn't even look at him, and went straight past him.

It wasn't until the last wail of the war bear, who his companion and he regarded as his siblings, before death, that he realized that this was a trap!

"Ho!" trembled all over, anger driving Nalorak to let out a hoarse, short, low growl, like the wail of a defeated dog.

Time passed minute by minute, and when there was no more mourning of his compatriots in his ears, at last, his thick knuckles moved.

Above, Aurelia who had been waiting for a long time flashed a look of disdain, and then pulled away from Sardora again.

The wind howled, and a series of hurricanes visible to the naked eye converged around Sastora, and as the 'elf' spirit ranger let go of the bowstring as the giant bear got up, the arrows turned into streamers, pierced through the air, and sped towards the giant bear.

As for the hurricanes that converged, they were rapidly elongated, like shooting stars, speeding towards Nalorak in no particular order.

The flesh was torn, the blood splattered, and the rain of arrows of the wind brought continuous pain, causing Nalorak to immediately turn around with a low roar, looking up at the high-level 'elf' spirit above who had paralyzed him, and he was completely out of anger.

Roar!

The roar that rushed to the sky set off a substantial sound 'wave', fiercely blowing away the dead branches and leaves around him, and even bursting out directly with a large piece of flesh and blood from the arrow on the back of the neck. At the same time, it also made Aurelia, who was facing him, tremble, and her face turned white inexplicably.

Roar with courage!

Just as Aurelia was swaying, Nalorlac scurried and crashed into the tree beneath her feet.

Hearing a loud heart-pounding sound from the trunk of the tree, the violent shaking made it impossible for anyone to keep their balance, and Aurelia immediately fell straight under his feet.

Fortunately, her will was not low, and the effect of the daring roar faded almost instantly, and as she fell, she grabbed a thick branch, but the next moment, a foul smell of blood, rotting flesh, and death came to her face.

Nalorac leaped high, his terrifying mouth full of saliva and sharp teeth struggling to hold up, biting straight at Aurelia.

The latter's eyes immediately flashed with a sharp light, and after a glance, he decisively let go of his hand and fell directly into the other party's mouth.

Death? Of course not.

Astora's pinpoint hanging on one of the thickest fangs, Aurelia let out a low cry and 'swinged' with the help of her strength, and managed to get out of danger the moment the giant bear closed its teeth.

Coming and not being rude, I saw that the 'elf' spirit ranger escaped with such an incredibly difficult move, and at the same time, he turned in the air, grabbed an arrow and put it on Sardora.

Shout!

The tip of his fragile nose was pierced by an arcane arrow, and the fierce blast of arcane energy swept away large swaths of viscous flesh, and the intense pain and humiliation in his heart made Nalorlac's eyes instantly redden.

That's anger, anger that climbs to the extreme!

In the canopy of the tree, Lanloth, who had successfully used the thundercloud technique to cover up all the 'spirits', turned his head when he heard the sound, and he smiled knowing when he saw that Nalorak was once again restrained by anger as he expected.

Then, Lanros looked down.

The gap opened by Lothema and Haduron limited the number of trolls to break through, and Tomanson led a team of 100 men to almost cut one by one, so happy.

However, the enemy had the advantage in numbers, and coupled with the unstoppable charge of the war bears, Lothama and Haduron could not resist the onslaught of the troll riders at all, so they could only retreat again and again, and the gap quickly widened.

Tomanson, who was in the rear, was suddenly attacked by a large number of enemies, and he was immediately miserable.

Seeing that the plan of 'please enter the urn' was about to be shattered, Lanlos grabbed the exterminator behind him, and the smile on his face looked extremely dangerous.

Rumble!

A pitch-black straight light slammed into the center of the troll rider, and the overflowing shadow energy mercilessly washed and devoured the flesh and blood of those around him. Trolls and war bears scattered and fled, screaming beyond imagination and piercing the sky, causing everyone to involuntarily stop their movements, including attacks.

Everyone's eyes converged on the black light that lingered for a long time.

A short-haired, high-ranking 'elf' was standing tall in the center of the troll cavalry with a broad sword, and although he was shorter and thinner than everyone else, he was more eye-catching than everyone else in the shadow storm that surrounded him!

"Get on your knees!"

Like a thunderbolt tearing through the sky, with the shadow energy exploding in all directions with impunity, Lanloth's voice slammed into everyone's eardrums with the blessing of amplification.

The fierce 'sexual' war bears have emerged in a panicked and 'chaotic' mood, and the troll riders are even more unbearable to this fear from the soul, with a hoarse scream from the crowd, like an explosive 'drug' barrel that ignites the lead, the troll's cavalry troops are completely 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'.

"Attack!"

At this moment, there is no need for any tactical strategy, and the trolls who are 'chaotic' are like fish 'meat' on the chopping board, to be slaughtered. Realizing this, Lotherma immediately raised her sword and shouted, and the three teams of 'elves' gathered together and moved forward together, quickly and efficiently harvesting the 'lives' of the trolls.

As for Lanloth, the shadow energy in his body became more and more unstable as he held aloft the humming Slayer, feeling the killing and fear from the Ancients.

A slight wrinkle appeared between Lanloth's brows, and he knew what the Slayer's uncontrolled 'agitation' was. He had experienced many times the side effects of the evil energy that had not been completely eliminated even now, from the instinct to destroy everything that had twisted the void.

Zakaz's corrupted blood still affected Domka, and as an artifact, it was not unusual for the Exterminator to have his own judgment, but Zakhaz's soul and blood had tried to distort its consciousness for millennia.

Coupled with his last move to devour Zakaz's soul 'essence' Hua......

While Domka's powerful arcane and enchanted support hasn't led to madness, there have been subtle changes.

It is longing, thirsting to harvest the souls of its enemies, and fear......

The exterminators became belligerents? Perhaps, in a way, it is not a bad thing.

The Troll Riders trembled with fear from the Bloodline, and even abandoned the Bear and fled. The war bear, who was abandoned by his master, completely ignited the anger in his heart because of the humiliation, and burst into a terrifying roar, launching a fierce sprint towards the initiator who raised the great sword.

As for the trolls who were knocked down by themselves halfway, not biting these stupid beeps to death is already the result of their nostalgia......

Seeing this, Lanlos almost laughed.

It's really sleepy, and someone will send a pillow......

Evil energy burns!

The muscles and flesh of the whole body suddenly tensed, and the scorching 'chaos' and 'chaotic' energy was roughly stuffed into his blood vessels and skin 'flesh', only to feel a sharp pain coming from his limbs, and the next moment, the huge power made Lan Luo Shi can't help but drink sharply.

Scold!

The Exterminator struck a perfect arc in the air, tearing through the air with ease like tofu, leaving an enduring black trail.

The Void slashed off the head of the war bear that was about to attack him, and Lanlos didn't stop, pressing down the palm of his left hand towards the ground.

I only heard the earth under my feet suddenly come from a terrifying roar, and the next moment, two earth elementals rose from the ground one left and one right, and at the same time raised their arms that were so thick that they couldn't speak and smashed them down.

Click!

Two crisp skull shattering sounds resounded through the sky, and the two war bears who didn't have time to retract their feet were directly smashed on their heads by the earth elemental.

Ignoring the red and white objects splashing on his body, the two large creatures of rocks, dead leaves, and dirt immediately acted as Lanloth's bodyguards. With a truly invulnerable physique, the claws and teeth of those war bears are almost no threat.

As for Lanros, after giving the earth elemental the order to defend, he immediately raised his feet and rushed forward. Wantonly enjoying the pleasure of the blade cutting through the flesh and blood, the smooth touch, and the crisp cracking sound like a beautiful symphony when smashing bones, made him 'want'.

Of course, what made him even more obsessed was that with each sword, the plundered life filled his physical strength, and the wailing soul infinitely increased his strength.

With the help of life draining and soul harvesting, Lanloth seems to have transformed into a killing machine, a wild and ferocious spell, an invincible destroyer, crushing those bear cubs who dare to offend him one by one!

He didn't notice that above the canopy, Aslan and his assistants were whispering something, their eyes converging on the imperceptible black-green streamer inside him every time he swung his sword.

(End of chapter)

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