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Chapter 8: Return to the City and Search (Part II)

Just when Zhang Heng and other humans, plus a large number of chirping goblins, were peeking at the distant town on the highway far away, a feast was unfolding in the cottage of the town that had been almost ruined in the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The barbarians, or the mountain barbarians in the mouths of Zhang Heng and others, the flat barbarians, etc., are actually a large collection of races with a huge lineage, just as there are branches of the elves such as night elves, jungle elves, steppe elves, dark elves, blood elves, etc., there are also countless branches among the barbarians, and the barbarian tribe in this town is one of the strongest barbarian branches, the barbarian branch named Beamon, which is a rare intelligent race among the barbarian race.

At this moment, in the very center of the barbarian cottage, there is a largest, sturdy, beautiful room, if there were humans present, it is absolutely recognizable as a bank, that is, the bank where Bumpman played chess in the bank, and at this moment dozens of barbarians are guarding this bank like soldiers.

These Beamon barbarians were slightly shorter than those known as mountain barbarians, only about two meters tall, and their bodies were not so huge, and there were no bones exposed on their arms and bodies, in contrast, except for the two huge fangs on their mouths sticking out of their bodies, their skin was gray-black, and they really looked a little human.

However, these Bimon barbarians, they have good armaments, they are wearing standard armor, all-steel plate armor, this armor alone weighs at least one or two hundred catties, or even heavier, and then one by one they carry a giant axe, and this giant axe is not a bronze axe, but a real steel battle axe, it looks really armed to the asshole, and these Bimon barbarians are more social than the mountain barbarians, and they are more disciplined, such as these dozens of barbarians guarding outside the bank, they stand there motionless, like statues, but really have the demeanor of a soldier。

This bank now serves as the room of the Great Chief of the Bimon tribe, who at this moment is entertaining the most noble and powerful people from the Holy Land.

In the bank hall, beside a huge stone table, several tall barbarians were tearing at the leg of lamb with both hands, and the stone table was filled with dishes of all kinds of meat, and in the very center of the stone table, there was the body of a little human boy of five or six years old...... The roasted corpse, a firstborn, double-horned savage sitting on the head, was pulling at the little boy's thigh and gnawing violently.

When he gnawed this thigh clean, he sighed with satisfaction: "It's really delicious, the entrance is delicate, and there are a large number of soul bodies in the meat, which are several times more than its ordinary meat, if only you could eat this thing every day." ”

One of the barbarians closest to him immediately said: "Beamon Mighty Man, this matter is easy to do, there are more than 6,000 human beings I have cultivated, and I have not allowed those tribesmen to steal these human beings again, if the adults like it, I will give these human beings to the adults, the adults finally came out of the holy land to inspect it, I have nothing to honor, I just hope that the adults can give my tribe a few good words at the god of war in the future." ”

The two-horned barbarian named Beamon Qiang nodded with satisfaction and laughed: "This is a trivial matter, that is, if you don't say it, will I not be oriented to my own race? I am the ancestor of the Beamon clan, this matter is easy to do, but my next stop is to go to the Barbarian Mountain Clan, and then I will go back to the Holy Land, and I am also irritated to bring these thousands of human beings...... In this way, you will send someone to give me 300 pairs of boys and girls every year, or should you eat them in small ones to be refreshing, even if they are eaten raw, how about it?"

The barbarian immediately rejoiced: "This matter is easy to do, although there are more than three hundred pairs of boys and girls, but I know that there seem to be thousands of humans hiding on the side of the barbarian mountain tribe, and I will find a time to catch them all, and I can reproduce so many in a year, then I will promise to the adults here." ”

Beamon Qiang nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time pulled over a large jar, slapped it away, raised the jar and took a sip, and then hiccuped with satisfaction: "Yes, the wine of the dwarf race, the meat of the human race, and the beauties of the elf race, then this day will be too cool, hahaha, we are better than the Mongolian tribe, not only are we smarter than the rest of the barbarians, but also the products are richer, good, good ......" After speaking, he poured a large sip of wine.

The barbarian next to him immediately laughed heartily, and after laughing for a while, he whispered to this Beamon Qiang: "Old Ancestor, are you about to advance to the advanced Holy Spirit? Why do I always feel a little depressed around you?"

Beamon Qiang glared at him, and did not speak, but looked at the barbarians at the end, who were also shrewd, and made some excuses and left the feast, and only then did Beamon Qiang whisper: "Don't talk about my rank in front of others in the future...... But it's also fast, I've reached the top of the low-level Holy Spirit, I just need to get the seed of thought, and then I can really step into the ranks of the high-level Holy Spirit after thorough mind mastery, but this matter is still a little difficult, the God of War Ancestor has been sleeping, I don't know how long it will take to wake up, so I have to wait for the ancestor to wake up, get the seed of thought from him, and it is to get the seed of thought, it is estimated that it will take a hundred years to be able to truly attain, but it is also worth it, at that time I have three high-level Holy Spirits in Beamon, and I am the real number one strong clan in my barbarian race, completely surpassing the war barbarians......”

The barbarian next to him suddenly burst into excitement, and he still suppressed his voice and said: "It's only been a hundred years, so the children and grandchildren are here to congratulate the ancestors, I have one more high-level Holy Spirit than the Meng family, God bless me Bimeng......"

Beamon Qiang was also happy, but he still waved his hand and said, "These are all small things, do you know why I came out to patrol this time?"

The barbarian was stunned for a moment, he quickly shook his head, and Beamon Qiang did not hesitate, and said directly: "The hundred races have come out, logically speaking, it is the beginning of the sixth age civilization, but the strange thing is that there are still remnants of the human race in the fifth age, which is a little too unusual, but in this way, there are still remnants of human luck, and now all races are exterminating human beings, and why did I deliberately emphasize when you left the holy land, to capture as many as possible, breed more, and even kill more human beings?" In fact, it is to seize as much human luck as possible. ”

"Now that all the races are out, regardless of the inferior races, the other seven races are all capturing and killing as many human beings as possible, and before I left the Holy Land, I also heard one thing, it seems that the Celestial Race and the Elf Race have some internal discussions, saying that they want to treat human beings well, in fact, this is also a way, to breed human beings into the system, so that most of the human luck is theirs, so it is naturally impossible for the rest of our six tribes to agree, this patrol, why is the last stop on the side of the Mountain Barbarians, the most backward and the most barbaric in this barbarian race, and even a side branch that does not even have a Holy Spirit in the Holy LandBecause the elves have a Hessian tribe over there, I'm just going to see the virtual ......."

"Another point, not to mention the elf race, among the eight major races, only the giant clan and the heavenly clan have three holy souls, and even my barbarian clan only has one holy soul of the god of war ancestor, if the heavenly clan really wants to go its own way, then the next thing may be a war of the hundred clans......"

"The Great War of the Hundred Tribes?"

The barbarian was really surprised at this moment, and he hurriedly said: "Now the Hundred Clans are in a war? But the Hundred Clans have been trapped in the Holy Land or the Borderless Land for so many years, how many people are there in our Hundred Clans? Our Barbarian Race has a total of 200,000 people who are the top of the sky, those Giant Clans are only 20,000 or 30,000 at most, and the Celestial Clan has 10,000 people, which is amazing, you must know that it is extremely difficult to reproduce in the Holy Land, and there is not even a 1% chance of the outside world, the third, fourth, and fifth ages, except for the fifth age, there are three ...... Their existence makes us dare not leave the Holy Land, but in other eras, it will take at least a hundred years to fight for hegemony, and it was only then that the protagonist of the hundred clans was established, and now it is ......"

Beamon Qiang shook his head, he was also a little puzzled: " I don't know about this, but there are too many strange things in the sixth age this time, it seems that not only our god of war ancestor is sleeping, but also the ancestors of other races, the holy souls are also sleeping, and not even a little bit of information has been sent, so we all have some guesses, maybe it is related to luck, because the human race is still left, or the luck of the fifth age is still there, so the ancestor has not woken up, so, either seize the human luck, or exterminate the human luck, this matter is imperative, now it depends on the decision of the celestial and elven clans, if they really plan to swallow the human luck, it can be said that the war of the hundred races will really begin！”

The barbarian's expression was grim, he nodded and said: "Originally, I also planned to let the tribesmen recuperate, so the air war horses in the holy land have not been brought out, after all, the food outside also needs to be planted, so that more people can be born, since the war of the hundred tribes is about to begin, then please let me bring out the air war horses one step ahead of the Mongolian people!"

Beamon Qiang nodded and said: "I think so too, if the decision of the Celestial Clan and the Elf Clan is passed, then you will immediately bring people back to the Holy Land to carry the air war horse, after all, the war of the hundred races has begun, and the world of this planet is too big, and you need the air war horse to be able to cross the territory, and then ......"

Just before Beamon could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a roaring explosion in the distance, and even the two people sitting in the bank felt the whole lobby tremble, as if it was like an earthquake, and the two of them stood up from the table violently, and the barbarian shouted: "Who's outside, come in and talk back!"

I didn't want to be stronger than Meng but his eyes narrowed, and he said directly: "No need, I feel my heart beating, someone must be knocking on the door, hehe, he actually dares to come to fight my barbarian, and it is the strongest Bimeng clan among the barbarians? I really don't know whether to live or die, we have never been the only one to beat others, to rob others, who dares to come and beat us? Go, the old ancestor is in a good mood today, go with you to capture that person, I will personally refine his soul, so that you can improve some strength!"

The barbarians were overjoyed when they heard this, and they were not polite, or the barbarians actually didn't like to be polite, the two of them had already stepped out of the bank building while talking, and as soon as they came to the street outside, the two immediately frowned, because at the gate of the cottage in the distance, the twenty-meter-high stone cottage gate had been completely shattered, and this was not counted, behind the gate a row of smashed flesh, at least 100 Beamon barbarians were blown to pieces, and then a deep ditch appeared in the street, reaching dozens of meters away, up to about two or three meters deep。

Seeing this scene, the barbarian was only surprised, but Beamon Qiang was directly shocked, because in this wave of attacks, he obviously felt a very strong standard energy dissipation, obviously this is not any magic, or any combat skills, but a real and pure attack move between the Holy Spirit, you must know that the magic power of some legendary mages may be greater than this, and some of the combat skills of the War Saint can also cause such an effect, but their attacks are completely different from the attacks of the Holy Spirit, the legendary mage, although the attack of the War Saint is huge, but when dealing with the Holy Spirit, it will be immune to at least seventy or eighty percent of the power, only the attack of the Holy Spirit can completely damage the Holy Spirit 100%, so the attack of the Holy Spirit seems to be not very harmful, but it is really dead when touched, and injured when hit, and the ...... in front of you This attack was actually sent by the Holy Spirit? Could it be the High Holy Spirit?

Just on the periphery of the broken gate of the cottage, Zhang Heng stood there silently with a metal longbow, just after breaking through the gate of the cottage, he did not rush into the cottage in a hurry, but carefully looked at the movements of these barbarians in front of him, and he could see that the barbarian tribe in front of him was really completely different from those mountain barbarians, one is equipment, the second is probability, and the third is efficiency, the barbarian tribe in front of him actually seems to have efficient discipline and militarized army like a human being, it seems that it is really a high-level intelligent creature, and its wisdom should not be lost to human beings......

When he could see clearly, he no longer cared about anything, and walked straight into the cottage, but before he could take a few steps, the barbarians by the gate of the cottage had not yet thrown their axes, and suddenly he stopped suddenly, and at the same time looked in a certain direction deep inside the cottage, where a tall barbarian with two heads and horns caught his attention.

Yes, this barbarian...... It's a soul body! It's the first soul body he found after he wakes up, and it's a soul body of another race!

Beamon Qiang also found that Zhang Heng was staring at him, he was still a little confused about Zhang Heng's strength and details, but it looked exactly the same as a human being, he had the intention to run away immediately, after all, if the other party was really a high-level Holy Spirit, the tribe in front of him was completely finished, if he was here, it would be finished, so it was better to run away directly, the Holy Spirit who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years like him was already different from the barbarians below, for him, life and death were more important than battle glory and the like, but the people around him were looking at him, and the Holy Spirit in front of him was a human appearance, human beings are so weak, how strong can their Holy Spirit beSo after pondering for a few seconds, he also strode directly to the gate of the cottage, and at the same time shouted: "Are you the Holy Spirit of that clan?

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't understand what the barbarian in front of him was saying, but the domineering momentum in his body turned a few times, and a stream of information was already known to him, the soul body in front of him was just a demon-level strength, and it was only a demon-level strength, and it was still far from the peak of the demon-entering peak, and it was nothing compared to him, so he ignored it, and continued to walk towards the interior of this cottage with a paused.

Beamon Qiang's heart is also a fire of evil, he is also a Holy Spirit, and is the barbarian Holy Spirit of the Eight Strong Clans, how many people call it their ancestors on weekdays, no one dares to have the slightest disrespect for it, even the high-level Holy Spirit is also polite to him, at the moment this Holy Spirit looks like a human being, it is really a human Holy Spirit, but also a lowly race of Holy Spirit, actually dared to ignore him like this, I heard him roar, and suddenly from his eyes an iron-black light flashed, the next second, he had an extra long axe in his hand, six or seven meters long, and the blade of the axe was even more huge.

Until this time, Beamon Qiang shouted loudly: "I'll give you a chance, retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for capturing you and refining your soul, so that you can't survive and die!"

Zhang Heng looked up at him and said with a smile: "I don't understand what you say, but it's okay, arrest you, I think the elf princess must know your words, let her translate, you can tell me many things, a soul person must know more than a living person......"

When the words fell, Zhang Heng had already galloped, and at the same time, the metal bow in his hand was pulled to the extreme, and a laser arrow suddenly condensed on the longbow bowstring, and he didn't wait for those barbarians to react, the longbow in his hand loosened violently, but the direction in which he shot this laser arrow was not the barbarian soul, but straight to the sky.

"Bow skills!

Zhang Heng has followed Pei Jiao and others for a long time, and has experienced hundreds of battles, of course, most of the battles are carried out in fantasy, but in such a long time, although he has not broken through to the true demon level, it is not a vain life, he has a natural love and intuition for bows and arrows, this trick is a move he had designed before the Battle of Easter Island, but unfortunately he was not given a chance to play before, and rushed into the cottage at this moment, there are hundreds of barbarians guarding the gate of the cottage alone, and there are barbarians wearing refined armor inside one after another, and this trick is used at the right time！

I saw a beam of light rushing straight into the sky, like a bright star, and then the star disintegrated violently, divided into more than a thousand small star spots, as if rain fell from the sky to the ground, before and after but in the blink of an eye, these small star points really pierced into the ground like rain, it seems small, but it is really like an arrow, and it is not a laser beam like a cannon, only the sound of brushing and stabbing can be heard, with Zhang Heng as the center, within a radius of hundreds of meters, all of them are under the range of this light point stabbing range, and the barbarians around basically did not even react, and they were killed immediately, the power of this move is not great, but the range is full of weight。

When Beamon Qiang saw this, he was not surprised, and he laughed loudly: "It's just a low-level Holy Spirit, and I will kill you...... But you actually have a legendary weapon, although it is not a holy weapon, but it is enough, haha, this is all mine!" As he spoke, he rushed straight towards Zhang Heng with a long axe, obviously, he also saw that Zhang Heng's weapon was a long-range type, and he only needed to get closer, and the two sides were of the same rank, but he was eighty percent sure that he could kill him.

But where is it so easy?

Although Zhang Heng is also a demon rank, his soul capacity and strength are far beyond that of ordinary true demon ranks......

Zhang Heng didn't attack from a distance, and actually rushed straight towards this double-horned barbarian, and when the two sides were still about ten meters away, Beamon Qiang jumped up and slashed at Zhang Heng with an axe, the axe was radiant, and the power of all the jun was on it, and Beamon Qiang only wanted to seriously injure Zhang Heng first with an axe.

But Zhang Heng is afraid of this? This axe is not fast, and the strength is not great, compared to Pei Jiao, Gong Yeyu's attack is simply tens of thousands of miles away, although Zhang Heng's strength is not strong, his vision is simply so high that it is boundless, in the face of this axe, he didn't look at it at all, and rushed straight from under the axe, and at the same time, a laser arrow was condensed on the longbow in his hand, and a laser arrow shot at the blade of the axe, obviously trying to resist the axe blade with a laser arrow.

Seeing this, Beamon Qiang laughed out loud and said, "Hahaha, you were fooled, do you think the axe blade is that long?"

When the words fell, the grip of the long axe in Beamon Qiang's hand actually shone up, and then the whole long axe shortened sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, and actually changed from a long axe to the size of a hand axe, and the laser arrow suddenly shot into the air, directly through the axe blade and shot into the sky, he didn't stop at all, and the hand axe in his hand was about to cut Zhang Heng's face.

“...... Bow skills, back to the heart!"

Just when the flashing hand axe was still a few centimeters away from Zhang Heng's door, there was a sudden tearing pain in Beamon's back, and then something that didn't know what directly penetrated him, blowing his chest to shreds, and the upper body and lower body were completely separated, and the hand axe in his hand could no longer hold it steadily, and it fell directly to the ground, and only at this time, Zhang Heng sneered and pinched his neck, but at the same time he didn't look at him at all, but looked at the stunned barbarians around him, and he directly roared loudly: "This is our human town, you dare to build illegal buildings here, Lao Tzu Chengguan, none of you want to run!"

When the words fell, the neck of Beamon Qiang in his hand had been directly pinched off, and in his hands it turned into a mud-like obsession......