"The ancestral spirit is kept, that's our totem!"

"Haha...... This is a counterattack from our totem. ”

"Kill all these intruders and make them pay!"

Among the rolling magma, there were a churning totemic phantom, and when the magma was added, a magical scene happened, and the Lythman captives did not fall into a burning state on the spot, but on the contrary, the ropes on their bodies were burned and they were free.

The Tukan were the opposite, they fell into a raging fire, one by one let out a terrible wail, and kept slapping the flames on their bodies, some of them accidentally stumbled in the process, and some of them could not bear the pain directly, and jumped down, ready to throw themselves to their deaths.

It's the same magma, why is there such a very different situation?

The Lyssermans didn't have time to think about it, and after regaining their freedom, one by one they involuntarily picked up the most handy weapons from their sides, or stones, or weapons discarded by the Tucans, and some even rushed forward with their fists.

"It's an illusion, everything in front of me is an illusion, wake up, wake me up, kill those captives, and kill all the captives quickly." The dark witches, especially those who cast their true gaze on them, knew better what was going on.

The so-called volcanic eruption.

It's nothing but an illusion that envelops an astonishing range.

No, it should be more advanced than this, it is a real illusion, because judging by the reactions of those Tucans, those magma apparitions can really bring them burning sting.

Since this pain does not come from the body, it can only be the soul.

This feeling from the soul was so real that the Tucans were completely convinced that it was true, causing a burning reaction in their flesh – extensive burns out of thin air.

This is called the dominance of the soul over the body, which is the power of believing.

The hot magma is fake, the totem spirits that float on the magma are real, and the waves of fire they roll are real.

So, when they rushed into the group of Lythman's captives, they directly burned their ropes and broke them.

And these Lysserman captives are real, and so are the terrain threats.

When the Tucans believe that the illusory visions threaten them far more than reality, it will also be the time for them to die.

This is a real illusion created by the Flame Totem Tree.

Another extended application of real dreams.

Illusion and dreams are often inseparable.

Essentially, it is all about skipping physical perception and transmitting information directly to soul consciousness.

If reality and dreams are highly mixed, it is difficult for people in it to distinguish between truth and falsehood, which is why Gavin has repeatedly emphasized that it is necessary to set the distinction between reality and dreams, and even set up an anti-addiction mechanism.

Even those who know that the online world is fake, many people will be addicted to it, let alone real and dream.

Although dreams are gorgeous and colorful, and the plasticity is extremely high, for most ordinary people, there is no way to replace reality, and if everyone is addicted to dreams, I am afraid that it will be the time when the whole world collapses.

If the material reality is dispensable, everyone will go to the kingdom of the gods, which is even more gorgeous and magical than a dream.

There are two sides to the story.

In daily life, it is important to distinguish between reality and dreams.

But in times of war, the more realistic everything is, the better, and the more people believe that what they see and perceive is true, the better.

Compared with dragging the soul directly into the dream, this kind of illusion that blinds the body and acts on the soul is obviously more time-saving and labor-saving, and it is very practical, and can make full use of the power in reality.

Useful for the Primal Stage Fire Totem Tree.

Instead of waking up the Toucans who had been blinded by the real illusions, the Dark Witches' orders attracted the attention of the Lesserman captives who had already escaped.

One by one, they gritted their teeth and shouted, traitors deserve to die.

Fearless of death, he rushed towards the Dark Witches, attacking them with all the weapons he could muster.

Several even tried to grab the Dark Witch and tumble straight down the Sunrise Volcano.

In any country, traitors are more hated than invaders, especially those who are shameless to lead the way.

It's just that none of those dark witches are good at stubble, and many of them see that the situation can't be changed, so they directly cast teleportation spells and quietly slipped away, and those who couldn't cast teleportation spells also cast flying or feather falling spells on themselves to avoid the damage caused by falling.

Chirp!

A flaming phoenix rises from the sunrise volcano.

Roar!

Behind her were huge flame giants, and there were plenty of fire elementals following her, they were real.

This is what two witches have just summoned in the sunrise volcano, casting a summoning spell.

Sunrise Volcano's special terrain, the bonuses provided by the Flame Totem Tree, and the ring circle of the two Lythman Witches have allowed them to perform fire elemental summoning to unprecedented heights.

Although he didn't summon the Fire Elemental Lord like last time (not that he couldn't, but he didn't want to, it was easy to ask the gods and send the gods, as it had been shown last time), but the quality of the fire elements summoned was very amazing, among which the number of Fire Elemental Elders exceeded ten, the number of high-level Fire Elements exceeded hundred, and the number of ordinary Fire Elements was nearly thousand.

An army of this size, even in the face of the 100,000 Tukan elites who are heavily armed, can be easily defeated, let alone a remnant army that has been crushed by the real illusion.

When they swept down, it was also the time of their total destruction.

With the exception of a handful of Tucan commanders who escaped by magic, the rest of the Tucans were wiped out, rolled down the mountain, smashed into pulp, burned to charred corpses by the flames, or taken prisoner, a third each.

But unfortunately, the dark witch who is the culprit is very few, and most of them have escaped by the time the two witches entered the battlefield.

This is something that can't be helped, their mission this time, while ensuring that the totem fruit is planted safely, as far as possible to ensure the safety of those Lythman's captives, and capturing those dark witches is ranked third on the task list.

Overall, their mission was a success, and while the Flame Totem Tree grew smoothly, they also saved most of the Lesserman captives, more than 23,000 of them, and more than 4,000 were accidentally killed in battle.

They either accidentally tumbled off Sunset Volcano, or were killed by the Tucans, and a large number of them died with the enemy and jumped off Sunset Volcano.

But the entire Sunrise Volcano was enveloped by the dreams of the Flame Totem Tree, and their souls were immediately taken in and became the first permanent residents here.

In this way, there is no way to really put them on the death list.

And this special kind of war, the Flame Totem Dream is not isolated, but staged in several other places at the same time.

The information that those dark witches had gathered from the fire totem fruit, Gavin had also collected, and when there were only three left, it was naturally more planned.

The water totem fruit planted in the palace in the middle of Lake Assen does not need to be taken care of.

Here, they have an absolute home advantage, not only because they are underwater, but also because they are within the reach of the Totem Tree.

The Dark Witch doesn't come, but once they come, they will taste what a dimensionality reduction strike is.

Those dark witches were very wise, until the water totem fruit was planted, and it successfully grew into a totem tree with a crown shaped like a translucent jellyfish, and opened their own water totem dreams, and did not hinder them.

The remaining two totem fruits, Gavin had no way to wait for them to go down one by one, and after sending them to those Lethman witches, he returned to the totem tree as soon as possible.

Because the Tucans reacted in the direction of Lake Assen.

Instead of beheading the 25,000 Lysserman captives on the shores of Lake Asen as planned, the Tukans were driven by the 100,000 Tukan vanguard army, which was mainly composed of slave soldiers, and embarked on a ten-kilometer frozen road towards the western shore.

"What are they trying to do? Take these captives as talismans? Prevent us from attacking them by destroying the ice?

It's a good idea, but they're still a little less powerful, and they're still slaves, so even if they rush over, they won't be able to pose a threat to our berserker legion. ”

Looking at the Toucan army advancing rapidly above the ice, the Water Spirit Witch had doubts on her face that could not be concealed.

Gavin said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, whether it's Yamen Khan, or those dark witches, they should be very aware of the power of the totem dream, and before solving this problem, they shouldn't easily use conventional forces to attack, otherwise they will come to die...... Die...... Violent death!

They were sacrifices, they were all sacrifices, but not for the Dark Witches, but for the Khan of Yamen to strengthen his killing powers...... Hell, there's no way we can interrupt this sacrifice by killing them, but instead we'll be right in their hands! Because the death caused by the war is also a violent death, and it also belongs to the category of killing priesthood! ”

Guessing what the other person wants to do, but it doesn't mean that you have found a way to deal with it.

Just because the divine power controlled by the other party is too special, as long as they attack the enemy, they are increasing the enemy's strength.

The Water Spirit Witch showed the appearance of listening attentively, and finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said: "The Dushan Witch has struck again, it is the Northern Plateau, the commander's guess is not wrong, they have adjusted their strategy, no longer forcing the dark sacrifice, but using it as a bait, and the target is locked on the totem fruit, but with the Light Spirit Sisters to support, the three of them join forces, even if it is this primordial dark witch, it is difficult to get benefits." ”

Gavin's previous speculation was correct, the Dark Witch in the form of a shadow dragon was the founder of the Doussan faction, the one who was once the most adept at using shadow magic among the Lysserman witches, but was consumed by the shadows.

Before she betrayed the Witch of Lesserman, she had secretly used the shadow power to complete the transformation of her body, which not only made it easier for her to use the shadow energy, but also gave her a long lifespan.

The Lesserman Witches had only banished her Dark Apprentices into the shadows, but they had never been able to deal a fatal blow to them.

Their shadow spells make them extremely good at hiding their tracks, and if necessary, they will retreat deep into the shadow plane, where it is extremely difficult for even the gods to find someone.

Gavin's heart that had been hanging on finally landed, and said: "It's good to make a move, I'm afraid that she won't make a move, and no one knows where she will target her." ”

"Now that the opponent has fallen, we can't react at all, I suggest that whether it is the Lethman captives or those slave soldiers, all their souls should be received in the dream first and controlled for the time being." The Water Spirit Witch gave a solution that was not a solution, "The safest way to sacrifice this kind of thing is not to give the other party a chance to perform." ”

"At the moment, it seems that this is the only way to go." Gavin couldn't think of a better way for a while.

Their decisions were not unstoppable, but the Toucan vanguard were quicker.

"For the sake of Yamen Khan!" With a command, the slave soldiers drew their short weapons with hideous expressions, and viciously stabbed the body of the Lesserman captive who walked in front of them from behind.

Not once, but repeatedly stabbed, and with each poke they were bound to shout "For the Khan of Yamen!" ”

It was a murder sacrifice of the god of murder, Baal.

The Balists believed that every murder made St. Bar stronger, so for them, murder was both a pastime and a duty.

During the murder process, the Balists must work to ensure that the victim knows who killed them before they die, and that their death occurred in the name of the Bal.

Now it's just that Barr has become Yamen Khan.

"No......," the Lesselman witches, led by the Water Spirit Witches, roared angrily.

It happened so quickly and so suddenly, leaving them no chance to help.

Each of the Lethman's captives, whose hands were tied, was assassinated by two slave soldiers, and there was no chance of sparing.

Until death, there was a deep sense of disbelief and anger in their eyes.

Before stepping on the ice, they were told that they would serve as a talisman for the army to escort it across the lake.

As long as they cooperate honestly, they won't be hurt in any way.

Many of the Lyssermans saw hope in this, not to mention whether these slave soldiers were their fearless opponents, on Lake Asen, it also belonged to their home field, if they found a chance to jump into the lake, they also had a great hope of escape, and those intelligent creatures in the water would lend a helping hand to them.

Where did I think that this is all a lie, from beginning to end, their fate has not changed, it is just a group of sacrifices, nothing more than a change in the object of sacrifice.

The blood splattered from their bodies splashed everywhere, not only staining the ice red, but also soaking the bodies of those slave soldiers into blood red, and blood-colored souls flew out of the murdered corpses, letting out angry and unwilling roars, but involuntarily converged towards the sky above.

There was a man and a horse out of thin air, surrounded by a sea of blood, it was not Yamen Khan, who else could it be.

These murderous souls that had just been sacrificed did not merge into this sea of blood, but kept circling around the Yamen Khan, forming a huge blood-colored circle of light, hovering directly above those slave soldiers.

"For the sake of Yamen Khan!" The same shout rang out from behind the slave soldiers, followed by a sharp whistle that broke through the air.

A hideous smile suddenly froze on the faces of those slave soldiers, replaced by a thick fear, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the overwhelming arrows had risen into the air, forming a rain of arrows, and falling densely.

Even a fool understands at the moment.

It turned out that it was not only the Lythermans who were sacrificed, but also them.

The Toucan elites who followed their butts were the executioners.

"Run!"

"Run, if you don't want to die!"

All the slave soldiers shouted and ran away from the Tucans.

This rain of arrows looked staggering, and the lethal effect was far less than that of the previous wave of close-range executions.

There were only a few thousand slave soldiers who were actually shot on the spot, and most of them spread over the ice and snow passage of Asen Lake like a dark cloud, both running to the west shore and running to the north and south, and these slave soldiers did not know that this frozen passage was limited.

"The time for your revenge is up, kill them all." Yamen Khan stretched out his hand and pointed downward, and the object of his speech was the souls of those Lythermen who had just been murdered.

"Kill!"

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

Without hesitation, these Lytherman souls flew down from the sky and flew towards the slave soldiers who had murdered them earlier, and when they were about to catch up with their enemies, these angry souls reunited into the upper body of their human form, and in their hands, they held a huge blood-colored scythe condensed from blood.

Burst!

These blood-colored scythes slashed at those slave soldiers, and they were terrifyingly lethal.

Many were beheaded on the spot, some were cut in half, and some were cut in half from head to tail.

The Scarlet Scythes were distinctly unusual, and when they left their victims' bodies, they pulled their souls out of their bodies and absorbed them by the Scarlet Scythes along with their owners.

The blood-colored souls of those who killed the slave soldiers obviously changed a little differently, not only did their bodies become more condensed, but their expressions also became more vicious and murderous, and they hunted the slave soldiers around them indiscriminately.

If only before that, they still had the last shred of sanity, and the killing of those slave soldiers was only driven by the idea of revenge.

Well, now, they have become tools of killing in the hands of Yamen Khan.

It was a double sacrifice.

It seems that the Lesselman captive, who was the original object of sacrifice, was the sword that Yamen Khan wanted to forge, and those monster slaves were just fuel in the process of forging weapons to increase the power of the sword.

(End of chapter)