Faced with an enemy that is far beyond common sense, El thinks he needs a force. 【Starter】

Certainly not a force in the conventional sense, the Istaron was already the most formidable warrior he could find in the country, but that meant nothing to his enemies. In the Battle of Sword Castle, almost all the silver-rank powerhouses on the Isttalon side were colored, and even the gold-rank powerhouses suffered heavy casualties, so it is conceivable that in the near future, this level of battle scenes is likely to become commonplace.

He needs an army capable of confronting the will of the gods.

On the sixth day after the exiles left the Sword Keep, El gathered his descendants, the warriors who had followed him from Isttalon. After the Battle of Sword Castle, this group of warriors remained less than three hundred in size, but they were still the mainstay of this army.

El set up an altar on the high ground and lit a bonfire. Since Tiana's identity has quietly changed, it is now up to him to perform the sacrifice himself. Fortunately, El's rune power has been enhanced, and he can indirectly intervene in the mystical realm through the two runes of the first cycle.

The strongest tequila, which had been rummaged through the seized trophies, was poured into the bonfire in whole bottles, and the flames suddenly rose two or three meters high. El tossed away the bottle, his arms glowing blue and slowly opening up on his chest. His warriors gathered around the altar, quietly half-kneeling on the ground.

"I am El, survivor of the plague scourge and the last general of Isttalon!" El, as he gazed at the active mana factor above the altar and shouted to the sky.

"Ancestral spirits, I call to you here! Mankind is about to suffer a terrible catastrophe, and I am here to offer sacrifices and pray for strength against the enemy!"

This kind of large-scale sacrifice is of course not the same as one person opening a small stove, and it must be guided by language in order to unify everyone's thoughts and focus on the result of the sacrifice.

Tima stepped forward and threw a fist-sized spore creature into the flames, the last remaining remains of the Son of Zendikar and the price she had to pay for being accepted into the group.

Ahmed stepped forward and threw the heads of the three Great Corpse Witches into the fire, a record he had earned in exchange for days of sleepless work. The Great Corpse Witches cursed to themselves after their heads were decapitated, but the moment they were burned by the fire of the altar, they immediately let out a miserable wail.

Palanti stepped forward and threw two sharp fangs into the fire, the trophies she had left behind after Isttalon's battle with the Earthwalker Legion. She used these two fangs to sharpen a pair of small daggers, but she never had a chance to use them because they didn't match her combat style.

The other warriors stepped forward and threw their strange booty into the fire, and amazingly, even though the things had completely covered the burning wood in the altar, the flames showed no signs of abating. When the last man walked down, El and Tiana exchanged a look, and the girl nodded silently, so he slowly let go of his hands, and the magic gathered on the altar suddenly burst out.

In the sky-high firelight, a will filled with the aura of ancient desolation was revealed from the other end of the void, and the warriors gathered around the altar suddenly felt suffocated and suppressed.

The image that emerged from the void was a giant clad in animal skin, holding a huge bone mallet, his tall back almost obscuring half of the sky's sunlight.

This time it wasn't Quetzalcoatl, which made El secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but the existence in front of him was also unheard of. Without an encyclopedia of human form like Lolana, no one knows where the comer is sacred.

Fortunately, the giant in animal skin did not care much about this, and he crouched down, twisted the burning ashes of the flame in the altar with two fingers, and tasted it carefully in his mouth, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The giant stood up and took out his sac from his bosom, which seemed to be the size of his palm, but was almost the size of a carriage. He put the wine bag to his mouth and shook it, but found that his wine bag was empty, and a depressed expression suddenly appeared on his face. He turned the sac upside down and slammed it twice, pouring out a few drops of clear wine, only to fall to the ground.

A drop of wine from a giant that falls into the mortal world is a rainstorm. Everyone looked up at the giant's movements, but they didn't expect that suddenly a thunderbolt on a sunny day, a torrential rain poured down, drenching everyone into a soup chicken. By the time they looked up again, the image of the giant had vanished, leaving only a loud laugh in the sky that looked like a prank.

What was the summoning this time?El wiped the rain from his face, and was cursing in his heart, when suddenly his heart moved, and he felt the imprint of that will from the rain.

"You've been gifted with wine from Dukan the Savage Walker......"

A series of roars like wolf howls sounded from all around, El hurriedly looked up, only to see many warriors clenching their fists and looking up to the sky and roaring, their bodies swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing to nearly two meters or so, and angular muscles grew on their bodies, and at the same time they also grew body hair, and they almost all became rough chest hair men.

The Isttalon warriors who had experienced the Black Rain mutation incident in Sword Castle already had a psychological shadow on this, and seeing the changes in their comrades-in-arms, they almost subconsciously pulled out their weapons to free them.

"Cut your uncle! Lao Tzu's head is very sober!" After a miserable scream, the sound of abuse and angry reprimands began to rise one after another. This state of confusion lasted for five minutes before everyone completely calmed down.

The muscles in El's whole body tensed for a moment, and he found that his ** strength had increased by two percent out of thin air in this rain, which was basically equivalent to the improvement effect brought by the growth rune. In other words, this rainstorm is tantamount to bringing out the potential of all fighters on a large scale.

Those ordinary warriors around him, at worst, also received a three-percent increase in strength. As for those fighters who have mutated, their strength has at least nearly doubled. There are many warriors who only have the strength of the black iron level before the mutation, but after the mutation, they have been directly promoted to the peak of the bronze rank!

"It's not a mutation, it's an atavism. Tiana whispered to El, "The living conditions in the barbarian era were far worse than now, and the physical fitness of humans at that time was completely different from that of humans now. This rain washes away the impurities in our bodies, and at the same time awakens the power that lies in our veins. ”

Although she did not participate in the ceremony, Tiana was also baptized by the torrential rain. Unlike El, whose ancestry is unknown, the maiden, who is a descendant of an ancient pure-blooded human, has benefited far more than she could have imagined. As she stood in front of El, El could clearly feel the oppression emanating from her body.

The feeling reminded him of the first time he met the princess of the earth, Rangalia, not simply because of the difference in strength, but when the prey was locked by the hunters.

Coercion from the higher-ups.

"By the way, what kind of character did we summon this time?, have you ever heard of the name Dukan the Savage Walker?" El asked in a low voice.

"I guess it's a legendary hero of the Savage Era, and I've never heard of this adult's deeds, maybe there will be a clue in Lolana's collection. But that's not the most important issue right now......" Tiana looked at the warriors around her who were ecstatic because of the sudden gain of great strength, and also lowered her voice and said to El: "Although the conditions for such a large-scale sacrifice are harsh after all, it is also an objective factor, but your behavior of opening a small stove for your own descendant troops will not have a bad impact on others?"

"They are not my descendants, but brothers and sisters who escaped from Istalon with me. They have personally experienced the trials of purgatory on earth, and have left all the good things there...... We are all demons who have returned from hell, and the other warriors, no matter how brave they are, are still not free from the bondage of this world. There was a hint of sentimentality on El's face, but he eventually turned to a determined look.

“...... But it doesn't matter, I'll reorganize this force, whether it's the Istalon or the Night's Watch, I'll pinch them together and turn them into my army in the truest sense of the word!"

"I can feel the aura of danger emanating from you. Tiana looked into El's eyes and whispered, "Although I don't have any credentials, I still think you are going down the wrong path. ”

"One to the other, my Highness. Elle shrugged his shoulders, walked away from the girl, and turned on his horse to the high ground, looking down at his warrior.

Feeling El's gaze, his warriors quickly fell silent.

"My brothers, you were once the most powerful warriors in this land, but now our honor has been trampled on!"

El deliberately spoke at a high speed so that his warriors could hear every word.

"We once proudly proclaimed that the Istalons are never afraid of war, but the reality is that our enemies are far beyond common sense, and we no longer know what to fight!"

El's gaze swept among the warriors, and he saw that everyone's eyes were full of anger and helplessness.

"The great men who are high up in the sky treat us as pawns to be discarded at will, Isttalon and Sword Keep, and the destruction of these cities is only an insignificant symbol in the big chessboard for them. But we all know that we have life, we have the dignity of a warrior, we have free will!"

"Those big people think they can manipulate our fate, so let them see if we dare to challenge fate! Today, I ask you to put aside your former status and honor, and let go of all the clutter that prevents us from rebelling against fate. For our future, for the future of our loved ones, we will set up a new banner!"

"Today, in my name, a hunting regiment is established here!"

(Jiangsu.com)