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He waited a full two hours for the boss to arrive, but that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing is that he waited not only for the boss, but also for the prophet of the Ice Hammer tribe.

The Prophet secretly took Mark to the temple in the center of the city, and while agreeing to send warriors to escort him all the way, he begged Mark to help improve the Icehammer Tribe's metal smelting technology and weapon-crafting techniques.

This was half a year, and when he left, he not only had a hundred warriors under his command, but also three divine warriors.

Before leaving, at Mark's behest, Art copied a copy of the "Divine Warrior Skill" overnight and left it to the Ice Hammer Tribe.

So in the excited eyes of the prophet of the Ice Hammer Tribe, the group set out on the journey again.

Leaving the Ice Hammer Tribe, follow the flat road all the way, the road between the Ice Hammer Tribe and the Esso Tribe is much better.

As a result of the increase in numbers, there were four more four-wheeled trailers in the team, three of which were piled with food, and the last one naturally became Mark's car. He was finally able to travel comfortably.

"Your name is Okkill, and your name is Marsu?"

On this day, Mark was bored and shouted in front of the two new god warriors to ask.

"I've seen the Divine Messenger!"

The two divine warriors did not dare to slack off in front of Mark, although this divine envoy looked weak, but every time he looked at the divine envoy, there was a feeling of being completely seen through, and the gaze that penetrated the soul made people shudder.

"How did you learn that exercise, how do you feel?" asked Mark casually.

"Thank God for making you love, we feel very good!"

"Haha-, that's good! I'll have to help you in a while!"

"We will defend the Divine Envoy to the death!"

Mark smiled slightly when he heard this, to be honest, he was not afraid of that barbarian, and it didn't hurt if he didn't make a move, but in his current situation, he naturally couldn't make a move without making a move, after all, almost every time he made a move, he would postpone the time of recovery for about three years, and he couldn't afford this kind of waste of time.

At this moment, a figure ran in the distance and came to Mark and knelt on one knee:

"Lord Enlightened Divine Envoy, Arras has found traces of the barbarian race ahead!"

"Oh?" Mark's eyes flashed, was he finally about to appear?

"Divine Messenger, let's go over and have a look!" Okquil and Marsu hurriedly said.

"Yes, go ahead. Mark waved his hand and shook his head helplessly as he watched the two of them quickly leave.

Seeing that these two boys were just like Arras at the beginning, their strength had risen sharply, so they were naturally eager to try, and they couldn't wait to find a barbarian to try their hand. But he forgot that the protector always puts the Lord first.

Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but look at Milan and Gitanni, who had been guarding him. These two people really want to protect themselves from the bottom of their hearts, and they can leave them a little bit when they leave in the future.

When it comes to Mark's realm, he is generally unwilling to owe favors casually, even if the other party doesn't care at all, he won't. As a wizard, the concept of equivalent exchange is deeply ingrained in my heart and will never change.

Because there was a trace of the barbarians ahead, Arras, Okquir and Marsu all stepped forward to investigate, and the team stopped temporarily, and Mark hid in the trailer and rose up, intending to study a difficult problem encountered some time ago in the formation.

Just as he took out the piece of animal skin paper, his face suddenly changed, his hands were lightly supported, and his body suddenly jumped out of the trailer, and at the moment he left the trailer, a black giant creature fell on the trailer, and the huge pressure caused the entire roof to collapse, and the entire trailer was suddenly torn apart.

At this moment, the other three trailers were also attacked in a similar way, and the surrounding scaly people were caught off guard, and several people immediately fell in a pool of blood.

"Roar—"

With a loud roar, a huge figure pounced on Mark, and with this pounce, Mark saw the appearance of the giant beast clearly.

It looks like an enlarged version of a gorilla, but its facial features are a little more human-like, about five meters tall, with strong limbs, extremely strong physique, and its whole body is covered with dense black scale armor the size of a palm, which looks like its defense is not low.

The one who pounced on Mark already had the strength of the middle level of the third level, and it was obvious that they had a certain amount of wisdom to see them first lure away the god warriors, and then attack the trailer first.

"God makes your lord be careful!" Milan and Gitanni on the side were shocked, and hurriedly pulled out their newly dressed weapons and surrounded them.

Although Mark couldn't use his battle qi, how could this barbarian in the middle of the third level be able to hurt him?

Twice in a row, the brute seemed to be angry, roared in rage, and rushed towards Mark quickly. At this moment, Milan and Gitani stopped in front of Mark, and both waved their long knives and slashed along the front line.

The barbarian didn't seem to care at all about the two ants, and rushed straight at him.

Also, if it had been before, how would Milan and Gitanni dare to fight against a barbarian like this? The dense scale armor on the barbarian's body could not break through the defense at all, except for the divine warriors.

"Squeak-squeak-"

With two tooth-aching rubbing sounds, Milan, Gitanni and the barbarian staggered. Seeing that it was about to pounce on Mark, he suddenly stumbled under his feet and fell straight to the ground. Look at its feet, there is already blood all over the ground.

"We hurt it!"

Milan shouted excitedly, at this time, it was natural to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the soaring confidence and the glory of killing a barbarian alone made him lose his composure.

He leapt to his feet and pounced on the brute as it fell to the ground, his long sharp knife slashing at the back of its head. It's a one-hit kill.

"Roar-" The brute, apparently aware of the danger, rolled away from Milan's attack, then picked up a head-sized rock in his hand at some point, and threw it with a wave of his hand.

Milan was drawing a long knife that had pierced deep into the ground, and the whistling stones were instantaneous.

"Milan-hide-" Gitani screamed and rushed towards Milan.

"Bang-" As soon as the stunned Milan turned around, the stone hit him in the chest, and the huge impact carried him to the open space a hundred meters away, and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Sprinkled all the way.

From the barbarian attack to Milan's serious injury, in fact, it was only a few seconds, and these few seconds were enough for the warriors in front to rush to surround the barbarians who were sneaking up and start the siege.

It's just that now these warriors have not only cultivated the "Divine Warrior Skill", but the weapons in their hands have reached the level of inferior treasures, and each knife can leave a deep wound on the barbarian's body.

As the battle continued, the ferocious barbarians began to fall into decline and were eventually killed one by one.

And on Gitanni's side, she hugged Milan's body, watching the blood gushing out of her mouth, accompanied by pieces of internal organs, and cried heartbreakingly.

"Milan-Milan-, if you live, I'll marry you-"

Gitanni's words obviously stimulated Milan, and his hanging hands suddenly hugged Gitani tightly, although he was no longer able to speak, but his eyes that were gradually losing their luster suddenly widened.

At this moment, Mark's eyes, which had been closed, opened suddenly, and he came to Milan with his hands propped up, and reached out and gently stroked his head.

"The desire to survive! I have a strong desire to survive, and I don't know how much Origin Power it will take to save you!" Mark muttered to himself, and then his hands began to exert force.

Only a creature that exudes a strong desire to survive can he exert the artistic conception of life, if a creature doesn't even have the idea of survival, then he really can't do it.

However, speaking of which, this is the first time that Mark has borrowed the artistic conception of life to save people, so he naturally has to take a good look. After all, he is only in the initial state of life now.

Already in despair, Gitani soon noticed that Milan's breathing in her arms had begun to calm down, her body was no longer convulsing as before, her heart was beating harder, and the blood in her mouth was no longer flowing.

Every sign was that the man he loved was getting better, and it was the angel in front of him who was gently caressing Milan's head and his eyes were closed.

Gitanni was trembling with excitement, she had seen the gods save a plant, but she didn't expect the adults to save people. But at this time, she did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the divine envoy.

At this moment in her heart, the divine envoy was almost omnipotent except for the lack of combat power. He was able to create an artifact, and he could bring people back to life, and he was unscathed in the belly of the desolate beast. Especially when he saved his lover, all of this made Gitanni's reverence for Mark, an oracle, deep in her bones, and it can be said that at this moment, Mark asked her to do anything, she would not hesitate to do it.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Arras, Okquil, and Marsu were late, and their faces changed dramatically when they saw the disarray.

However, Mark did not say much about their dereliction of duty. Just ordered to treat the wounded and move on.

This area is the territory of the barbarian race, so the team does not dare to stop and rest at all, and the speed of progress is very fast, and the barbarian race seems to be scared this time, and it has not appeared for several days in a row.

On the last trailer left, Art was reporting to Mark about the barbarians:

"The barbarian race has low fertility, so the number of barbarians is much less than that of my scales, but every barbarian is a master who can fight with third-level desolate beasts, so every death is a huge loss for them. What's more, there were as many as five or six deaths at once this time. ”

"So this barbarian race shouldn't dare to come again?"

Although the barbarians are heartbroken for the loss this time, they are very vindictive, so this journey is really unpredictable. But one thing is certain, if the barbarians are determined to take revenge this time, then they will definitely use all their strength, and we may be difficult to resist at that time!"

Mark nodded faintly when he heard this, and said no more. (To be continued.) )