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Wandering Immortals Chapter 239 Dark Clouds and Thunder and Lightning

A blue banner as wide as the body of an elephant in a house was erected. It depicts a large pale green horseshoe about two people tall. The bright light green texture shook in the sunlight and created a metallic dazzling sheen. With an unstoppable sturdy force that awe-inspires everyone who sees it. On the periphery of the green horseshoe are three golden arrows about three people long. If you look closely, not only will the luster be as gorgeous as real gold. And it is the meaning of a seven-point flying arrow and a three-point steel spear. The body of the thick arrow spear was also surrounded by several rounds of fierce golden wind and sand. Together, they form an inverted golden triangle. Surround it with a large sturdy horseshoes. It was as if an unstoppable gust of yellow wind and sand was covering the iron hooves of the centaurs, rushing to kill!

The Grand Chief of the Centaur tribe of Metellus is under a majestic banner. With the rest of his elite troops, he raided the army of Naintus. In the midst of the roar of horses' hooves like a flood. The Great Chief gave the order again with the most determined look: "Remember, everyone! It is not allowed to attack the camp of the local nobles! The local nobles are very willing to suffer another blow to their royal family! Victory or defeat is here! Look. The god Setunos has sounded the trumpet on the banner! It's time to prove it to the great God. You are as strong as your ancestors and as brave as your dead brothers!"

I saw that the gorgeous tricolor banner with green hooves and golden arrows on a blue background really emitted a soft three-color light. The magical soft light is like a mist and a drizzle. The centaur within a radius of 100 feet was shaken. I felt bursts of powerful reverence and earth energy penetrate into my body like rain. The whole body is filled with an indescribable immense power. In this three-color reverence of the beautiful light. It also implies the ferocity of divine grace to kill. It was as if there was a tide blowing all over the body. I just want to kill and go forward. And their bodies swelled up. It is constantly strengthened by powerful aid techniques. Even if you are stabbed, you can fight hard.

Filled with all kinds of powers. The centaurs, who had been blessed by the gods, all stared at the giant banner with excitement. And there were bursts of inspiring "bang" sounds on the flags. It was as if a dense drum beat was coming from afar. Stirring up the hearts of every centaur to fight! Like a rumbling tide of the sea, the mountains are all over the wilderness and endlessly: "For the god Setunos! For the glorious future! Kill, kill, kill!"

In this shocking wave shout. The huge banner suddenly scattered like a waterfall of stars. There was a bang and splashed over the bodies of thousands of centaurs around them. Suddenly there was a faint blue glow of a pious shield on them, a gift from the gods. The gods have put on the armor of a charge for each centaur!

Stimulated by a variety of spells. The centaurs, already excited, finally rumbled out to the sound of the Great Chief's horn. Like an earthquake, the Great Chieftain raised his arms in the fierce wind and sand around him and shouted, "This is the last battle!

Vermeer stood on the hill with a slightly aggrieved expression. The breeze swept through your ears with the heat of fire, the cool air of frost swept across your cheeks, and the sound of thunder and lightning slid over your ears. Finally, he swept his nose with a strong sour breath. Each time it made him grow in spirit. It made him look more and more excitedly, and the fierce battle on the other side, the centaurs of nearly 10,000 lands were like sharp deeds. Hit the royal family's camp hard. There, the dust of the battle was like a thick fog, and the cries and screams of battle were like the sound of a hurricane. Heaven and earth are like a huge pot of porridge. And what is churning in it is the life and death of countless living beings.

In that distant sky. A dozen or so celestial silver bipedal wyverns as wide as a large boat were soaring rapidly. Relying on some of their spell-like abilities, they stand in a league with the Centaur Giant Purgatory Bee and the Celestial Giant Stag Beetle. When these fierce creatures as big as elephants roared and fought in mid-air. The blood that splattered down was like red rain. Stained a large area of dry bluestone earth. And on the earth. The Celestial Triceratops, like a giant mobile bunker, was still rampage against the centaur team. The powerful giant body that had been repeatedly blessed by spells and assisted by the priest behind him was already as solid as iron and stone, and it was invulnerable. Only the giant Purgatory Mutant Centipede and the oversized Purgatory Mutant Spider summoned by the Centaur will stalemate. You have strong worm beetles, you have sharp horns, and I have poisonous claws. Howling like thunder.

Filled into the dust of mid-air. There are also colorful spells and brilliance flying around. Or hit various protective effects. Crystalline mist dissipated in mid-air. Or a sturdy blast on the body. Relegate them to soft meat, blast them into finely minced meat puree and char.

Such a pleasing scene immediately made Vermeer laugh: "Hahahahaha Don't let me down! Don't let me down!" He scolded a few more times: "Bastard! treacherous ghost. Then he heard an ogre soldier as strong as a buffalo running to report: "The royal family has sent a messenger." Urgently order us to bring troops to help!"

"I'm !!," Vermeer pointed at him with a hideous face. Spit flew and scolded fiercely: "Order us? Why did they order us? Last time, let them intercept the centaurs' reinforcements on the periphery. They were all as slow as turtles. Deliberately let the centaur stab us in the back. Now you want to get us up in a hurry?What bullshit?!You go tell them that there's a lot of centaurs moving around them. We are also in a crisis here. You can't save them!" and pointed into the distance and said, "Look, aren't there a lot of centaurs over there?"

Everyone looked back. Far away on the horizon, there was indeed a sight of a team of centaurs. But there were about 300 loose people in twos and threes. The leather-armoured, worn-armed centaurs only circled a long distance. There was no intention of coming over to harass him.

But as long as they save zài, it will be enough!, so the ogre warrior in the scaly armor immediately went to report back to the royal envoy. Leaving Vermeer to continue scolding, he kept scolding: "Kill! The best of you on both sides is bleeding." Kill all the other party completely! Why did I lose money and people? But I want to watch you win? It's better to wait until you're almost killed. I'm on the comeback. Kill both of you!"

Of course, this is just his angry words. Because now the king and his personal guard have not yet appeared. Even if the battle is lost. The royal family still has a strong armed force in its hands. It's not that the local nobles can be defeated lightly. And the victorious centaurs must be less credible than the royal family. Vermeer is not yet dizzy enough to believe in a group of unscrupulous bandits!

So he scolded for a while. After the anger eased for a while. He also said to the other local nobles around him: "Concentrate my troops for me." Wait until the royal family can't hold it anymore. Or send troops when the centaurs are almost unable to hold on. Anyway, as long as the two of them are evenly matched. We're going to stand still. Until one side is in a rout. Let's take advantage of the situation and kill again. ”

The morning sun gradually rises into the sky. Under her bright light. The vast hills are like cotton stained with red blood. Let the shocking large piece of blood become wider and thicker. It seems that the blue background shows a strange artistic atmosphere that is both terrifying and bewildering.

The Amethyst Dragon Vein Ogre's tent was already in chaos. Several psychic warlock generals ran over and said, "No! those centaurs looked like they had taken some kind of alchemical potion. Not only did they go crazy, and the onslaught continued. And the body has become quite hard. An ordinary longsword can only cut a few cuts. Ice Ray, Burst Fire Thunder, Poison Cloud and other spells also greatly discounted them. Even the last three remaining large astral constructs were destroyed by this group of deadly lunatics. Now our low-level soldiers are dying. The elite of the middle and upper classes also died a lot. It's almost unbearable!"

As the leader of the royal army, the Amethyst Dragon Vein Ogre shouted, "What are you shouting? How can it really be fought. Everyone's gone, your human men can sacrifice for the royal family. Are you not as good as them? Hold it up to me! That is, use the heavenly spirit cover to top it. The king's reinforcements are coming," the words did not fall. A steel javelin flew into his tent, which was about two floors high. Nearly a foot into the ground with a thud, and then several powerful arrows flew in. With a thud, he shot through the arm of an armored ogre warrior. With another swish, it pierced the shield beside the leader. Shocked. The Amethyst Dragon Vein Ogre suddenly saw that the arrows shot in were all with second-class demonic weapon effects. The other two even have obvious demonic weapon aura. It was clearly the Centaur Elite Troops who broke through the obstacles. It's over!

He was in a panic. Outside the tent, the mighty sound of the Ice Storm rang out again. In an instant, the sturdy tent looked like a pile of soft sand. He was so anxious that he shouted: "Retreat quickly! No! It's a transfer! Quickly move the command center to safety." We must not sacrifice in vain!" There were already a few ogre psychic warlock generals. With a few dragon veins ogre, he quickly escorted him out. I'm afraid I'll stay one more minute. Of course, the high position cannot be sacrificed with the middle and low position.

They moved. The banner of the leadership of the battalion also moved. The exhausted and flustered royal troops who were fighting fiercely took a look. Immediately, people were panicked. All of them retreated with the intention of living. In particular, the dragon veins were the first to retreat backwards, and everyone was a royal family. You go. Why can't I go?

Many of them are psykers. Therefore, this retreat led back with other populations of psionics. The psionics retreated. How could the remaining priests, soldiers, and others fight alone and kill themselves? Immediately, the retreat of hula was like a tide. Or with a portal, or with a flying spell, or with a heavy blade that gets in the way. Hurry with shields and short men. It's out of control!

The centaurs, who were also about to fight, suddenly gained momentum. Each one is like a wolf and a tiger. Although he was tired, he became more and more fierce and bloodthirsty, and his energy soared. A roaring army of royal slaughter. From the top of the great hill to the foot of the hill. Seeing that he was about to defeat the royal army in one fell swoop!, and in the distance, Vermeer and other local nobles who were about to rush to the aid saw it. Immediately turn around. Eager to run back into his own fortress. Avoid the limelight.

The sun is about to rise to the top of the sky. Beneath the bright and dazzling light. Blood and screams have reached the foot of the hills. And in mid-air. A large white cloud is rapidly drifting towards this side. It's just that neither side of the fierce battle noticed it.

As soon as the white clouds reached the edge of the hills, the centaurs pursued the troops. Suddenly it became deep and dark, and it tumbled violently. Look closely, there is a dark mist flying in this large black cloud about thirty acres wide. It was as if the monsters with teeth and claws gathered into a large and strange tide. Then it surged to the top of the head silently. I covered the bright too

Then there was a fierce flash of light in the dark clouds. Or like a fiery serpent scurrying in the black clouds. It makes a roaring sound of fire, or a blue frostworm tumbling in the black mist. An unusually cold air fell, and the centaur stared in horror at the dark clouds overhead. When you notice something is wrong. I only heard a "boom" on the ground. The blue and white thunder and lightning took the lead like a hideous strange shape, raising a sword and slashing down. Then the crimson thunderbolt flew to the ground with the power of molten lead and burning wood. In a single blow, dozens of centaurs were burned open. Wow wow whoo pain, after the second blow burned their will. They almost wanted to retreat, and after three blows, they screamed and flitted. They collided with each other, and the stampedes scattered the fierce lightning that rained down ice blue. Like a hungry long frost worm. With the effect of freezing the river, it rushed into the centaurs. Let the intense cold freeze their blood cold. Hands and feet are stiff and difficult to lift. There are also some translucent strange electric lights. It was as if a strange missile storm slammed down. Immediately, like a hundred axes and a thousand hammers, they scattered and fought wildly among the centaurs.

For a while, the four-colored strange light descended from the dark clouds and crashed down. It is as if huge colorful fireworks are exploding here one after another. It is both spectacular and terrifying. In the dark clouds, some burly figures about two people tall flickered. All of them were dressed in storm-sprinkled dark cloud robes with smug expressions on their faces. The hands open and close with colorful lightning with various effects. It's really weird.

Even Wenerhan laughed and said, "Now we have this ability. Why should centaurs be afraid? Hahahaha was still worried yesterday. But after this war. Who else will dare to despise us in the future?!" (To be continued.) If you want to know what will happen next. Please lock. More chapters.

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