Chapter 3: The Killing Sintet
A familiar smell made Hannibal slowly open his eyes, the erratic and obscene back, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, what Lydia was cooking on the side, this tent is too familiar, since Hannibal can remember, playing near this tent, nomads can chase the fat meadows, and settle everywhere, so the deepest estimate of the concept of home is the tent that grew up, until now there is Hannibal on the tent "The old man is a fool, a bastard, a brute!!!γγγγγγγγγγγγ
"Hanhan, do you want this dress to fit?"
Hannibal had a dress sewn from animal skin, and his smiling aunt sat beside him, and his aunt was like a mother to him, and indeed a mother, but they were always silent about Hannibal's background, and until now Hannibal didn't even know the name of his own father.
Something did cover him, but not a hide, but a quilt.
Hannibal soon woke up, and he quickly realized that it was just a dream.
"My name is Abraham, and I am the captain of the High Priest's personal guard. β
It was a blonde Westerner who spoke, with an elegant and kind temperament, like a respectable elder. About 40 years old, with a kind smile, although a mouth and beard, but not at all rude, wearing the same standard of bright silver armor as Rihanna, I believe that it is a unified configuration of a corps, he has a temperament that no one will regard him as an enemy, and said that he handed Hannibal a cup full of mare's milk wine.
Hannibal was not polite, he took it and drank it dry, and the barbarians of the wasteland would not be too polite to other people's homes, but it was the person in front of him who looked like a westerner and made Hannibal a little unhappy.
"Uncle, where is this?"
Hannibal struggled to get out of bed, only to find himself completely unable to move, a sense of fatigue. A feeling of weakness that penetrates the heart. Hannibal felt that he was beginning to lose control of his familiar body.
"This is the temple of the god of war in the human world, a place that all barbarian and orc believers will think of when they worship - the Temple of Odin!"
Abraham still said with a kind face, and his smile was still so harmless.
Hannibal struggled to get up again, this time with great excitement and a bit of joy.
"This γγγγγγγ γγγγγγ the Temple of Odin?"
Hannibal's eyes became very attentive, as if an abandoned baby who had been abandoned for many years had finally found his support and home.
"Don't move! You just awakened to become a "totemic warrior", don't move! β
Hannibal lost his mind for a moment, looked at Abraham, and stammered: I γγγγγ I became a totemic warrior?
The mysterious totem warrior has finally been revealed, the so-called totem warrior is actually mostly based on blood and genes, and at present, only barbarians can awaken to become totem warriors. Of course, under the careful guidance of priests or shamans, it is easier to awaken (but most of them cannot be awakened), but after awakening, they are not as strong as those naturally awakened totem warriors, Rihanna is an example, he was taught by the high priest himself.
There are more than 2,000 totemic warriors in the temple (100 are claimed to be external), and Hannibal finally explained that he had always been curious about the barbarians, who were even human, but could not learn fighting spirit and magic, and it turned out that the barbarians' innate bloodline gave them another talent.
When the totem warrior awakens, he will receive an energy similar to fighting qi - the killing sevent.
Killing Sintets!
Will to Kill - Increases the speed at which the Totem Warrior processes and analyzes external numbers, makes his thinking clearer and his memory stronger, and is able to face the opponent calmly when attacking him, and when attacking the Totem Warrior with a ranged weapon, the Totem Warrior's movement speed will be slowed down.
Killing instinct - musculoskeletal, skin, and joints are fully strengthened, and strength, movement speed, and ability to resist attacks and demons are comprehensively improved.
Killing Talent - Can drain a small amount of life while killing enemies.
Killing Techniques - Totem warriors acquire a skill related to combat, which varies from person to person, and the god of war bestows unpredictable blessings.
Rhythm of Killing - Increases the totemic warrior's desire to kill. Increases the instantaneous explosiveness of the Totem Samurai. Make the totem warrior more murderous, more irritable and irritable. Greatly increases their resistance to magical elements.
Killing Mastery - The Totem Samurai will awaken to the mastery of the use of a certain weapon, and will be more proficient than the average samurai, and will have an effect bonus when using this weapon, as if it were a part of their own body.
Killing Serenade - ???????????????????????????????? (currently unknown)
After Abraham conducted a comprehensive examination of Hannibal's body, he called several totem warriors older than him to check together, and found an extremely strange phenomenon, all the natural and non-natural (Rihanna-type) awakened totem warriors of the Killing Septet so far are awakened in order, and no one can skip the level of awakening, all totem warriors are the first awakened "will to kill" first, and then awaken the "killing instinct" The second one, and the fifteen-year-old boy in front of his mother directly awakened the third "killing talent", the first "killing will" and the second "killing instinct" did not move at all, this is an outlier who "plays the piano randomly".
And the most important thing is that the killing sevent, so far the known totemic warriors have only awakened to the second level, and no one has awakened to the third levelγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγ Hannibal is the only one.
Hannibal, who was naked, was touched by seven or eight old men wearing uniform bright silver armor for a long time, and looked at it for a long time, if Hannibal hadn't been able to move now, he would have gone crazy a long time ago. Hannibal remained motionless, looking around with only his eyes looking around at the group of old men who looked to him like.
A pair of withered and crumpled hands reached into the base of Hannibal's thighs, and Hannibal finally couldn't help it anymore and cursed.
There are also very few totem warrior women at present, because γγγγγγ women have a menstrual period, although the totem warriors in the menstrual period are more lethal, but they can't control it at all, and they can't control it at all, so so far there is only Rihanna as a female totem warrior
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Hundreds of vultures hover here, and the narrow path is littered with homeless goblins, hyenas, monitor lizards and other scavengers, who swoop down from time to time to snatch carcasses from those scavengers.
Thousands of arrows came at without warning.
The greedy scavengers scattered in an instant, knowing that soon there would be many more corpses here, and that the corpses of their companions would be edibleγγγγ
It had been several days, the corpses of the barbarian warriors were still relatively intact, and the green-skinned and heavily armed orcs were about to disperse, Marcus and Jobs quickly dismounted and ran forward, followed by thousands of followers, and they began to consciously rummage through the corpses.
Marcus and Jobs clenched their fists tightly, really afraid to find Hannibal's body somewhere, Hannibal was still a spiritual sustenance in their hearts.
"The bodies of the prince and the Marquis of Stewart were not found, but the other 50 followers, all of whom were killed in battle, were not spared. ββ
A warrior of the eldest son regiment with a scar on his face came to report.
Marcus could tell that he was as happy as he was to himself, and that Hannibal still had hope of survival.
Jobs sat on the ground and let out a long sigh: "Oh, mom, I'm scared to death, if the village chief dies, I won't be alive." β
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of the orc's rotting corpse (shoulder position), gently pinched his fingers and tapped the armor on the corpse.
"These orcs are pretty well equipped!"
Marcus also crouched down and began to examine the corpses of the orcs, his expression solemn and thoughtful.
"Strategist, come here, I have found something!"
It was the warrior of the eldest son regiment who spoke just now, he had obvious scars on his face, he was about 37 or 36 years old, and he looked like he had been through a lot of battles, and like Stewart, he was afraid of the dead a few times.
Marcus and Jobs looked at each other and followed the warrior toward the hill.
The warrior paused a few times along the way, and pointed to the small pits on the ground that were smashed with shields: "From these traces, I can conclude that this group of orcs is not ordinary orcs, they have received rigorous training in the mixed infantry phalanx of the western Yankees, you see these deep and shallow pits that appear at intervals, which are smashed by shields, which proves that they stop and defend every time they march, which is a useful attack method in the west." β
Jobs angrily pointed in Heinrich's direction: Those Carthaginians have been fighting against orcs all these years, and it is said that there are more than 10,000 orc slaves under their command, and they must be the prince who ambushed them halfway. , next door to Malay, Lao Tzu screwed off their skulls one by one to make "crotch panties underwear"!
Marcus squinted at Jobs: Did you change it?γγγγγγγγγγγγγ
Marcus also crouched down and began to examine the corpses of the orcs, his expression solemn and thoughtful.
"Strategist, come here, I have found something!"
It was the warrior of the eldest son regiment who spoke just now, he had obvious scars on his face, he was about 37 or 36 years old, and he looked like he had been through a lot of battles, and like Stewart, he was afraid of the dead a few times.
Marcus and Jobs looked at each other and followed the warrior toward the hill.
The warrior paused a few times along the way, and pointed to the small pits on the ground that were smashed with shields: "From these traces, I can conclude that this group of orcs is not ordinary orcs, they have received rigorous training in the mixed infantry phalanx of the western Yankees, you see these deep and shallow pits that appear at intervals, which are smashed by shields, which proves that they stop and defend every time they march, which is a useful attack method in the west." β