Chapter 781: The Communication of the Messengers

To be honest, the Tempestbringer wasn't sure if he could be called a child of the gods in that form, but he knew that his strength depended entirely on Anzas, and since he said it was the power of the gods, he had to believe it himself.

Otherwise, the first to deal with him may be the remaining envoy companions, who seem to have guessed what is going on in his mind, and the Linglong envoy changed his words,

continued: "But having said that, we can't be too careless.

I have instructed the Third Chief and the Second Chief to gather the other primitives and prepare for battle, and if I am not mistaken, these primitives should have found the location of our tribe and are heading in this direction. ”

The Nature's Messenger nodded, and finally spoke the first sentence: "In that case, it will be easier to wait for everyone to gather and defend themselves on the wall and watchtower." ”

The natural messenger is right, no matter how you say it, the defense of the city is much easier than the siege war, even if all kinds of siege weapons have not been invented now, but there are no siege weapons either, standing on a high place to attack the enemy, it will be more labor-saving.

The Tempest Bringer nodded, and then said with some impatience: "That being said, it's not a good thing to let those guys go free, so it's better to let me go out and give them a wave of long-range attacks first, so that I can suppress their momentum a little." ”

Looking at the anxious appearance of the Wind Emissary, the Linglong Emissary smiled dotingly, although he looked young on the outside, he was actually in his 40s.

In the primordial era, he was considered an old man, and he was basically the top two and a half wind messengers, so when I got along with him, most of them also regarded him as their own son.

"Okay, let's go if you want to, but be a little careful, although these tribes outside don't have the divine power given to us by the great heavenly gods. But once in a while, one or two have gained extraordinary strength, and if the number of people is small, it's fine, but suddenly three or four appear, I'm afraid even you can't cope with it. ”

The Wind Bringer smiled confidently, and he got up from the stool, only to see him put his hands on his waist, and slowly floated into the air, although his feet were only twenty or thirty centimeters from the ground, but he did fly.

"Don't worry, Linglong, I can fly, is it possible that there are still people in other tribes who can fly?" With a confident grin, the Tempest Bringer greeted the Naturebringer again and flew out of the tower.

Seeing the Wind Messenger leave, the Linglong Envoy took another sip of water from his cup before turning his head, his complexion was completely different from the gentle appearance he had before, and he had already turned into a solemn look.

"Naturally, after learning about this, I conducted a divination, but the results of the divination were not very good."

Among the various auxiliary abilities of the Linglong Emissary, one of the most important is divination, if you only talk about the level of divination, then he can definitely be ranked in the primordial era, at least in the top 5 must have its place.

He is not like a half-hung person like Agni, he can only play a role in the form of a sixth sense when he is fighting, and his divination is a real way to see the picture and understand what is happening in the future.

"I saw that when we were fighting that tribe, we suffered a very big loss. Those warriors in their tribe seem to be called berserkers, and they have incredible power, and if they take out any of them, they all have the power to crush the primitive people of our tribe who have taken the liquid of the divine tree!

And not only that, even if our primitives were deified into a special form, they still didn't have much advantage in the face of them, and in the end, even Lord Anzas personally intervened......"

Speaking of this, the Linglong envoy paused slightly, and the natural envoy raised his head, and his face showed a rare strange look.

Unlike other divination bosses, the style of riddlers who say half and leave half behind, Linglong generally says what she sees, and will not hide anything at all.

After all, his divination ability is a prop given to him by otherworldly creatures, unlike a serious divination witch, if he says it all, he will suffer backlash.

"I haven't seen it since then, and it's the first time I've encountered such a situation, and it seems that there is a strange presence that uses some special method to block my perception.

All I know is that even if the Lord himself intervenes in the end, we still won't be completely victorious, and one of the three of us will die. ”

When he said this, the face of the Linglong envoy became a little stiff and ugly.

Among the only three remaining envoys, the Linglong envoy didn't even have a chance to fight, don't look at his combat effectiveness is not strong, but the role he can play is too great.

And Anzas is not like other primitives, he has to be strong enough to be useful in his eyes. If he could only choose a few of the 12 messengers, the Linglong envoy would be at the front.

And the combat power of the natural messenger is so vast, even if thousands of berserkers besiege it together, I am afraid that they may not be able to defeat him.

In other words, the messenger who will die next is most likely to be the Tempest Messenger, which will inevitably make the Tempest Messenger feel painful as his son.

Drinking the remaining water in the cup in one go, the natural messenger put the cup on the table in turn, then stood up and said with a very calm face.

"After all, isn't this just a possibility for you to divination? Don't forget, you've made occasional mistakes in your previous divination, and I don't think that Tempest guy will lose at the hands of these people. ”

Looking at the natural messenger who also flew up and left his tower, the Linglong envoy sighed.

He hadn't said a word yet, in fact, he still saw something vaguely in that prophetic picture.

It was a figure standing above the Nine Heavens, surrounded by violent thunder, several times stronger than the Thunder Messenger, and with just a wave of his hand, the thunder that erupted actually knocked the Nature's Messenger out of mid-air.

And when he raised the war hammer in his hand, endless thunder rain fell in mid-air, and even wiped out hundreds of warriors in one go.

Slowly exhaling a long breath, a gloomy look crossed the eyes of the Linglong envoy, and he stood up and prepared to go outside to take a look at the situation.