Chapter 546: Mammoth Giant Elephant

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The Evil Eye Tyrant is far more powerful than everyone expected. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Not to mention low-level horned bee beasts and spiders, even a group of ninth-order bipedal wyverns were not his opponents alone. The one-eyed in the center of the center has a relatively slow rate of fire, but its power is extremely terrifying, and it can easily pierce through the scale armor of the wyverns from a distance of 1,500 steps. The dense small eyes around the one-eyed can launch a continuous attack like an iron-backed lion, and a large area can be swept towards the laser gun.

Powerful attacks, rapid drifting speed, and hard scale armor have raised the combat power of the Evil Eye Tyrant to a terrifying level! In terms of fighting alone, it is no less than the Flying Dragon King and the Giant Ape King, and in terms of large-scale combat ability, it is even more capable of topping a Warcraft army by one person!

The peak strength of the realm, or the strength of god-level demonic beasts?

Seeing the powerful combat power of the Evil Eye Tyrant, Yang Ling was very satisfied, and at the same time, he also had a lot of doubts. The strength of the Evil Eye Tyrant is very strong, and he has reached or even surpassed the peak strength of the realm, but he does not have a godhead in his body. It is unimaginable that when he advances to the god-level demonic beast and has a godhead, he will have such a powerful combat power.

The Evil Eye Tyrant is powerful, but alas, it can't be replicated at all!

Except for the Evil Eye Tyrant, no Evil Eye could devour five thousand Evil Eyes and twenty Ironback Lions with the strength of super-rank demonic beasts, and at the same time, the Life Fountain was also limited, let alone the Ink Crystal Essence that could be used for a single drop. Next, it must be kept and taken with the Godhead to help quickly fuse the Godhead, and it is impossible to use it in large quantities on ordinary Warcraft.

After tossing for almost a whole day, Augustus was half exhausted and half dead, and he obtained a full hundred mutant evil eyes with the strength of super-rank demonic beasts. After consuming the water of the Fountain of Life collected by Seraphim Ophelia in the past two days, he summoned five hundred domesticated iron-backed lions and almost twenty thousand wild evil eyes.

The number of the newly-born Evil Eye Legion has dropped to a mere hundred, but under the command of the Evil Eye Tyrant, its combat effectiveness is second to none among the Warcraft Legions. After a few battles, whether it was the Enchantress's Soil Drawing Legion, the Wyvern Dragon's Thracian Legion, or the Fire Elf King's Magic Army, they all had to bow down.

Hundreds of mutant evil eyes with super-rank demonic beast strength fired in a volley, not to mention the Corpse Witch King and the Black Dragon King and others, even Eliza, a kraken with god-level strength, didn't dare to greet them. Even, even the peak strength of the middle god did not dare to easily block its edge.

After successfully improving the combat effectiveness of the Warcraft Legion, Yang Ling was satisfied and withdrew from the Wu Tower space. I wanted to go out hunting again to see if I could hunt any super-level demonic beasts, or even god-level demonic beasts, but I didn't expect that as soon as I walked out of the cabin, I met the sword god and the elf priest who came together.

"Yang Ling, you came out just right. The scout found a ruined castle on the west side of the lake, let's go, let's go and have a look!" The sword god was dressed in white, his face was ruddy, and it seemed that he had recovered a lot from his injuries.

A dilapidated castle?

Yang Ling did not hesitate at all, and immediately acted with the Sword God. The Graveyard of Gods and Demons is dangerous, but it is also a huge treasure. A ruined castle may contain some treasure, or an unknown ancient god and demon is buried.

Led by the sword god Gerald, the people moved quickly. Over the high mountains, over the cols, quickly to the castle more than two hundred miles west of the small lake.

"According to the scout's report, there are a large number of traces of demonic beasts around the castle, and even a few god-level demonic beasts have been found. Yang Ling, you must be careful then!" the sword god explained some general information to Yang Ling as he walked.

It turned out that a day earlier, several samurai had been outside to inquire about the situation and had stumbled upon a ruined castle in a foggy valley. Before he could go in and take a closer look, he was attacked by a group of mammoths, and among them, there were even a few invulnerable god-level mammoths. In the blink of an eye, three warriors at the peak of the Sacred Domain's strength were seriously injured, and only one escaped using the teleportation scroll.

"How strong are those god-level mammoths?Lower-rank gods, middle-rank gods, or high-rank gods?" Yang Ling frowned.

With the current strength of the Warcraft Legion, if it is a lower god mammoth, let alone a few, even ten heads have the power to fight. However, if it is a mammoth with the strength of a ten-headed median god, or even the strength of a high-rank god, then it will be troublesome.

"I don't know, the scout was terribly attacked before he could take a closer look, his ribs were broken, and he was almost trampled to death!" Thinking of the people who were killed, the sword god's face was gloomy. The samurai who enter the graveyard of gods and demons are all the elite of the family, and if one dies, one will be less, and if the losses are heavy, it will deal a heavy blow to the Barrymore family.

"A ruined castle may have buried an ancient god or demon, and if you're lucky, you might be able to find a precious godhead or get a powerful artifact. But if you act recklessly, maybe no one will survive, be careful!" the elven high priest clutched the magic staff in his hand, cautious.

As a god-level powerhouse who had entered the Graveyard of Gods and Demons many times, she knew very well the horror of the Graveyard of Gods and Demons. There are god-level mammoths on the periphery of the dilapidated castle, which means that this castle is definitely not simple, either the lair of those mammoths, or these mammoths are guarding something. In either case, it was extremely unfavorable to his party, and no one knew if there would be even more terrible creatures in the castle.

"Hehe, even if you can't get the godhead and artifact of the so-called ancient gods and demons, it's not bad to kill a few god-level mammoths and get their godheads!" Yang Ling smiled, full of anticipation for the next action.

The Beast Spirit Altar can quickly improve the combat power of the Demon Beasts, but after all, there is still a great danger. Before there is a great deal of certainty, it is natural that the Black Dragon King and the Giant Ape King and other Warcraft kings cannot be easily risked. In this way, they can only hunt god-level demonic beasts or god-level powerhouses to let them advance quickly.

Under the leadership of the sword god, the people acted quickly, and after more than an hour, they successfully arrived at the ruined castle.

The castle is located in a foggy valley with knife-cut cliffs on three sides, except for the entrance. The entrance is overgrown with towering trees with lush foliage and thorny vines everywhere, which is very secretive. If the three scouts hadn't happened to pass by, they would never have noticed that there was a huge valley inside.

"You guys hide here, I'll go and see the situation first, don't force your way in!" the sword god Gerald told everyone, and then flew out with a 'whew', personally went out to probe the situation in the valley, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

"God-level mammoth, what kind of demonic beast is that?" Yang Ling jumped to the treetop of a towering tree and raised his eyes. Unfortunately, the white fog over the valley was so thick that no matter how strong your eyesight was, you couldn't see the specific situation. After a moment of silence, he simply sat down cross-legged on the treetops, summoned a team of horned bee beasts, and commanded them to fly in to detect the terrain and the specific situation.

Under Yang Ling's command, hundreds of horned bee beasts were reduced to zero, and they flew out quickly with a snort, probing the situation in the valley separately. By now, the role of these low-level demonic beasts in head-on combat has become less and less, but with their super speed and small size, they are still the best candidates for scouts.

"The Evil Eye Legion has the Evil Eye Tyrant, next, we should also focus on cultivating the king of a horned bee beast, and find a way to use the beast spirit altar to improve their combat effectiveness!" Looking at the horned bee beast that quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, Yang Ling secretly made a decision.

The horned bee beast is the first kind of magical beast that he came into contact with after coming to the Tylen Continent, and it is also the first kind of magical beast that he domesticated, and it is the trump card of his self-made business. In the past, due to the limited conditions, there was no effective way to improve their combat effectiveness, but now, with a steady stream of life water and the beast spirit altar, it is time to help them advance.

The horned bee beast was very fast, and soon, it sent back clear images one after another.

After crossing the dense woods, it is the entrance to the valley. The entrance is not large, and can only accommodate more than 100 people walking side by side, but there is a cave in the valley. Like the Ironback Lion Valley, the valley is a plain, but the difference is that the area is many times larger than the Ironback Lion Valley, and there is no end in sight.

In the middle of the plain, there is a majestic castle, completely pitch black, and I don't know what material it is made of. Above the city gate is carved a demonic beast with teeth and claws, a bit like a lion, and a bit like a fierce clouded leopard. Maybe it's because of a war, or maybe it's because it's been a long time, and there are many parts of the castle that have been dilapidated. Broken rubbles can be seen everywhere, and the city gates have long since disappeared.

"Hey, what about the Sword God, could it be that he broke into the depths of the castle directly?" After commanding many horned bee beasts to go around the periphery of the castle and not find any trace of the Sword God Gerald, Yang Ling shook his head suspiciously.

After a period of contact, he learned that although the sword god Gerald was powerful, he had always acted cautiously, and it was unlikely that he would go deep into the castle until he knew the specific situation. Unless, the sword god has already discovered some treasure first, or discovered something strange.

Just as Yang Ling was about to command many horned bee beasts to fly into the castle to detect the situation, suddenly, there was a roar that shook the sky. Immediately after, a white-clothed sword god rushed out like lightning, and behind him, a group of giant elephant-like monsters with a height of more than ten meters and long hair all over their bodies chased after them. A pair of curved front teeth grew out of the mouth, more than two meters long, and the cold light shimmered, like two sharp bayonets, which made people shudder.

(To be continued)