Lord Manson felt the starpole in his hand polished with wonderful animal bones.

The origin of this thing is not very clear, but it is a "gift" from the Friends of Dusk.

It is said to be made from the bones of a giant beast that has long been extinct in the world, and is sensitive enough to astral and spatial energy to be used as a core vehicle for unleashing the spell of astral tearing.

Manson had never imagined that simply tearing through the boundaries of the plane could have such a horrific effect on the physical world, until it had personally scrambled to save a life in the catastrophe of the Black Flame Pass, and it had finally realized that the art of war of the Translancians consisted in the rational use of all weapons that could be used.

At this time, it was really grateful from the bottom of its heart to Governor Murphy for the exaggerated astral rift that he had made in the Black Flame Pass for revenge, the existence of that thing made the nearby plane boundary unstable, and in this case it was much less difficult to launch the astral tearing technique.

Of course, they don't have the full knowledge of the astral ripping technique.

The principle of that thing is indeed very simple, but it is not so easy to actually use, otherwise the astral tear would have become the favorite attack method of all kinds of cultists on the continent eight hundred years ago.

However, although Manson's knowledge of psionic energy as a golden priest is not as good as that of Archduke Tris, it also has its own set of methods for using psionic energy, such as astral tearing, although it cannot be mastered perfectly in a short time, but as long as the principle is known, the same result can be achieved by using the earthy method of flying with large bricks.

This valley is not a random choice.

It was very close to the Shadow Valley in a straight line, but the multiple mountains made it impossible to climb it, but in the face of the astral tearing power that was always released on a large scale, this distance was enough for Manson to make this risky plan.

It doesn't even need precise control over the drop point.

All it takes is to tear a large enough rift above the Valley of Shadows to repay the destruction of the Trancian army of the Splitterclaw Clan, not even entirely.

As for the terrain of catching turtles in the urn in the Shadow Valley, you only need to disturb the turtle shell defense there, and leave the rest to Xu Gesen to decide the outcome in one battle.

The best outcome is to kill Murphy's amazing vampire.

Not only did Xu Gesen want his life, but Dusk's friends also wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, I really don't know how that vampire managed to do it, so young and yet so spectacular in causing trouble.

"Keep charging!"

Priest Manson shouted:

"With a little more effort, we will have the energy to tear through the border in an hour at most, this war will soon reach a turning point, and that cruel bloody punishment will be inflicted by the Bloodscar Clan himself! For the Lord of the Hunt."

"Bang"

Before he could finish speaking, the star battle in his hand was like being hit by an invisible fist, and the force of the force almost caused the thing to fly out of Manson's hand.

The Golden Priest immediately realized that he had been attacked, but the target of the other party's attack was not him, and he was completely unaware of the fact that the killing intent was not leaked.

It raised its head to look in the direction of the bullet, and the storm brought three white shock rings in the air that were still dissipating due to the triple acceleration of the bullet, and the trajectory that almost ran through it in a straight line fully illustrated the deterrent power of this gun.

It doesn't see where the enemy is, and now is not the time to think about it.

Manson subconsciously looked at the starpole in his hand that had been hit hard, a twisted gold-burning warhead had left a horrific laceration on it, but the gift of dusk was strong enough, the thing was only cracked but not immediately shattered.

It was screaming, and the terrifying psionic energy it had assumed was rapidly escaping from the rift.

Fortunately, it didn't break.

There's also hope for a remedy, and you only need to take on some of the pressure yourself to keep this thing working smoothly.

Never mind!

The ritual was not disturbed and continued.

"Bang"

The second shot with an interval of less than a second was activated at this moment, and Manson reacted quickly to activate the long-range ineffective totem on his waist, and the power from the Lord of the Hunt enveloped his whole body, and in that room, Manson could even see the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt slow, and the high-speed rotating gold-burning bullet quickly lost kinetic energy in front of his eyes.

It's like a running rabbit falling into the speed of a turtle little by little, as if it can pinch this damn "little devil" if it reaches out its hand.

And it really did!

He reached out and grabbed it, but the remnant of the retina failed it, and the bullet was indeed slowed down, but not to the point where it could be grasped by hand.

It looks slow, but that's just an illusion!

"Bang"

The star battle was hit again, just like the big brother in the Northeast who was hit in the eye socket by a less destructive electric cannon after being hit by a big fight, and he was reluctant to fall down, and he had to scold you again.

However, this soulless thing did not have the strong will to hold on for the sake of face, and in the gaze of old Manson's heartbreak, the star guard in his hand broke off from a third of the way, and the flying fragments flew out in all directions under the collision of the riotous psionic energy, and the exploding psionic energy was so terrifying that the flying fragments even left a bloody mark on Manson's cheek.

A few unlucky eggs who approached were directly shot in the head and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Damn! Kill them! ”

The golden priest's defence-breaking roar echoed through the valley.

In the final moments, it used its own power to inject the starry battle to barely stabilize the impending outbreak of psionic storms, and continued to maintain the spiritual energy filling, but turned itself into a "human pillar force" thing, like Tracey in the decisive battle against the Eldermar Hills, using the individual as the ritual core.

This means that it will not be able to move freely until the ritual is over.

"Well done!"

Lao Qu was still feeling miserable and embarrassed by the bullet he shot but failed to destroy the starguard, and then saw that the second bullet was perfectly completed in this almost impossible sabotage operation.

His emerald green pupils looked to the other side, just in time to see Corporal Mia's dashing action of withdrawing the shell from the second assembled "Trolls' Hammer".

The two observers beside her were still cheering, but Corporal Mia, who had assisted Brother Qu in completing the killing, still looked indifferent, this girl was always so unsmiling when she was working, but she was also obviously relieved, the instinct from the elite hunters seemed to be aware of Brother Qu's observation.

So she turned her head and looked at Lao Qu, showing a shy smile and gesturing with scissor hands.

Again, this is a winning gesture learned from the players.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The ruthless sniper master Lao Qu is like a deer at this moment.

He retracted his gaze a little evasively, and he didn't know why he was so embarrassed, obviously he wasn't a junior brother who had never seen anything, and he often went to wash his feet with Brother Woo Meow, how could people who had eaten and seen it still have such a shy and innocent reaction?

This Corporal Mia, who carries an airfield with him, is obviously not good-looking, at least not the type he thinks he will like.

All right.

I admit that I was severely poisoned by the super astringent pictures made by those welfare bodhisattvas on the Internet with various retouching techniques, resulting in my aesthetics far exceeding the level that my salary strength should be.

But this is not the reason and reason for his own retreat at this moment, right?

Well, it must be nasty hormones at work!

After all, he has just completed a very awesome career with this young girl, and this wonderful shot is enough to win himself a ticket to the Hall of Fame, of course, just a ticket, in the increasingly fierce competition now, if you want to get one of the 30 places steadily, you have to continue to work hard.

Depend on!

Heart, stop beating!

Cheeks, don't burn!

Scald!

Lao Tzu doesn't want to embarrass the glorious group of rhodium, cesium, and beryllium!

Lao Qu slapped himself twice to calm down, and then looked up and saw that the blood was half cold, and five bipedal wyverns were flying in the air carrying heavily armed claw hunters in his direction.

Well, that's where the real difficulty of the Silver Trial lies.

But Lao Tzu is so fucking embarrassed to be like this, do you care about a little more difficulty?

Hum.

You can't read the air, you jackals, you have a way to die!

"Click"

The thumb-thick gold bullet was stuffed into the chamber of the gun, the muzzle of the big gun was slightly raised, and the potential that was still burning was like a fire, which made Brother Qu full of fighting spirit, like an aggressive male dog in estrus who wanted to show his bravery in front of his target

Well, that's not a good analogy, just get it right.

"Come on!"

He gritted his teeth and asked the enemy to aim, and the trigger was pulled.

The roar of the chamber represents the fusion of forces that push the skill to a new level, and the burning eyes represent the absolute effort of an innocent rhodium-cesium-beryllium to maintain the image of a "great master" in front of the girl who makes her heart pound.

It is on this ridge that the hunters have a real challenge, but they are not afraid to do great things!

That's what it's like to be a hero, that's what it's like to be a light

Ah, life and will are burning, so wonderful.

——

"Buzz"

The speeding Scorpio magic sword accurately slashed through the neck of the wolf in front of him under the control of Brother Woo Meow's "heart moves at will", and after the bloody edge was activated, this low-key simplified version of the magic sword also exerted its due strength.

Brother Meow has been getting this thing for a long time, but in previous battles, he rarely needed to use this thing to defeat the enemy, but those vampire players who paid a high price to buy the original embryo of the magic sword from him and the Broken Knife Master used this thing very exquisitely.

After all, they all have to pay tribute to the main story NPCs.

Grand Duke Tris said that this thing can grow by devouring blood, and what player doesn't want to raise their own "necessary evil" by themselves?

"Woohoo"

In the low mournful roar, Brother Meow's war beast that was always killing everywhere collapsed like pushing a mountain of gold and toppling a jade pillar, this terrifying war machine trampled to death at least dozens of jackals and swallowed the same number of dog things before it fell, but the enemy was too fierce.

When it fell, the body of the plant was already covered with scars, and there was even the scorching and dark impact of psionic fire, and the fatal wound was the real damage of the three hunters with their spears, directly piercing the "heart core" of the plant beast.

But Brother Meow doesn't have to feel sad.

As the ultimate war beast of the Red Knight sequence of the Church of Avalon, the Thorn Beast is obviously "immortal".

Its corpse quickly withered and quickly gathered a gray-brown round seed in the scattered leaves, and it only needed Brother Meow to repeat the previous process to allow it to absorb enough blood of war for this thing to come back to life.

It can be said that it is a real environmental protection pollution-free war monster.

However, these environmental jokes didn't change the situation of the Big Birds, who planted the Positioning Stone in a flat area below the valley, and the psionic shock when the thing activated immediately caused a scuffle.

Domestic 007 didn't say how long it would take for this thing to take shape and shape the portal, but now the Big Bird Regiment has been holding on to the same place for more than ten minutes.

It's an unimaginable record, and to be honest, if it weren't for their squad being at the forefront of player quality, and each guy had one or two things at the bottom of the box in their hands, it would be impossible to hold out in this kind of battle.

Brother Meow had already used up the Thunder Sword Oil he had drawn earlier, and now every swing of Naborut's butcher battle axe would cause a blinding roar of lightning within thirty yards of it.

"Damn, Lao Tzu only fucking got the power of the five ancestors!"

Meow shouted aggrievedly:

"I didn't plan to complete the Silver Trial here, damn, Lao Tzu is the one who wants to reach the top!"

"What are you talking about there? Hurry up! Activate the power of your ancestors, lie down, three or five buckets have been cut down, and you can't stand it! ”

The little hand that was already burning the power bar, wielding the Battle Dagger of the Bone Biting King, haunted in the shadows, and he urged loudly:

"Now is not the time to think about your hellish future, start the trial, hurry up!"

"!"

Brother Woo Meow can only helplessly mobilize the power of his ancestors under the repeated urging of others, ready to start the silver trial, and now this scene really needs a little strength to break out, if they don't go up, they have to get along day and night with the NPCs who already have a little affection to carry it.

They may be willing, but the problem is, these innocent creatures can't be resurrected!

"Get out of here!"

Woo Meow slapped away the decisive wine caught by the witch hunter veteran in the team, and he scolded:

"It's not time yet! Wait until we're dead and you'll drink again, you! Listen to me, you don't want to cheat a penny of pension from Lao Tzu! Oh my god, what the hell are the bastards of Fort Courage doing?

Why haven't you come yet!

The astral tear in front seems to be about to open, hey! ”

So, what will the defenders in the Fort of Courage who have been frantically complained about by Brother Meow be doing?

Of course, it's ready to go through the portal.

The reason why it took so long for the eldest lady to sit in the mage tower of Fort Courage was personally responsible for opening this unstable portal, and the reason why it took so long was not only to gather elite soldiers, but also because the sudden rearmament of the hussars also took 100 million points.

"I don't need you at all!"

Captain Floss, a warrior in a bear's skin, roared:

"Pathetic mountain dwellers, get out of the way! Don't disturb the grand presence of our Vam Berserkers! It's enough for us to come to the rescue. ”

"Stupid brutes should get out!"

Can a Valander knight riding a cold wind get used to your temper?

The knight of the Wood Grail looked at the scarlet gate slowly opening a thousand kilometers ahead, he pulled down his helmet to cover his face, and unceremoniously said to Flaude, the warrior leader who glared at him:

"Haven't you had enough of the beatings you took the other day? Do you want me to beat you up again before you set off to make you understand that your strength can't even rank in the top three in Fort Courage? What is the dog barking at such a garbage waste!

Did you only learn the big voice of Vam?

Bah!

What a shame for your berserker. ”

"Dog thing! Avalon's favor is reckless, but your god can't protect you forever. ”

The barbarian immediately barked like an aggressive wild dog:

"I'm going to kill 99 gnolls in a moment to please my god, do you dare to compare with me?"

"Only a beast would agree to such a killing contest, don't be stupid, we're here for something greater."

The vulture knight was uninterested.

He and his hussars were ready to step into battle, but in the next moment, a voice sounded in his ears, it was Miss Femis, who was presiding over the portal.

"That positioning stone has a second response signal, it should be the master arranged by Master Murphy! She'll take care of Manson, and you'll just need to fight off the gnolls. ”

"Roger!"

Valand answered.

He took down the thorn-woven armor-piercing hammer with his backhand, and began to accelerate forward with the hussars, and Femis's voice with a certain peculiar longing and momentum echoed in the square of Fort Courage at this moment, and she deliberately added a "Baxman muffled sound" to herself, shouting:

"The road ahead is clear! The road sign has been released! The portal has been opened, gentlemen, may you have a successful gang jump! For Transancia! For Lord Murphy! For the sake of Holy Terra! ”

“？ What's the deal with that strange slogan at the end? What the hell is Holy Terra? Is this a code for vampires? ”

The Valand Knight's brain, which was rushing into the portal, stopped spinning for a second at this moment, well, it seems that the rumor that the eldest lady has confused her mind because she has too much contact with foreigners is true.

To put it simply, it's crazy.

Alas, it's a pity, but the little Earl of Sharon still likes this little potato friend who is similar to hers.

"But the term 'gang jumping'. Well, I love it! ”

The Vulture Knight thought.

In the next moment, after crossing the starry background, he was the first to smash his horse into front of the portal that was already bleeding, and the neighing of the cold wind and the shaking of the earth represented the appearance of the elite unit of Transansia, the Hussars!

To use that old saying.

The earth is wailing to signify our arrival, and the sweep of the spears will send the fools who try to stop them back to the west.

Right now!

Bear the wrath of Translasia, bastard!

(End of chapter)