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The centaur's encirclement suddenly dispersed, and the oversized boar, about a story high, rushed past Jereno's team with a fierce wind like a tidal wave, and suddenly unleashed a spell.

Jay Leno suddenly felt a solid feeling on his body, and then he realized that he had been blessed with the "Tree Skin Technique" by a wild boar. This spell can only be blessed with the effect equivalent to leather armor at the minimum, and Dingtian can only be blessed with the effect equivalent to scale armor. Now the effect of adding to the body is only equivalent to a full-body chain mail, although it can't stop the javelin, but it can barely resist the flying arrows that come from the randomly.

But he suddenly noticed that the other people around him also made a "whoosh" sound, and some people had already shouted in disbelief: "Why did that big wild boar add a tree skin technique to me?" As soon as these words came out, the people next to him also said curiously: "I have also been blessed." ”

Jereno was surprised, could it be the "Group Tree Skin Technique"? But he had only heard of the single body "Tree Skin Technique", and had never heard of any group tree skin technique. At a moment of surprise, the super-large wild boar that was crossing the border next to him sent out another "lion charge". In an instant, Gereno only felt that his waist and legs were full of strength, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy!

When he was still in doubt, he saw that the wild boar suddenly stopped not far from them, and the backs continued to emit a faint white spell brilliance, inflicting the effect of "Lion Charge" on the brute fighters and psychic warriors around him one after another. He looked curiously at it, and there was a halfling sitting on the back of the boar, which was as wide as a boulder!

I heard him shout at this side, "Priest Elilou has sent me to assist you! What are you doing? Rush out with me! If you wait for the centaur brigade of warlocks and priests, I won't be able to stop it!" The back of a hundred oversized wild boars, like a giant chariot rushing to the ground, struck the panicked centaurs with a fierce thunder.

Jay Leno and the others were overjoyed. The "Lion Charge" sprint effect was immediately launched, like a fierce and vigorous cheetah, swishing into the retreating centaur herd, slashing through a screaming red road in the splatters of blood and continuous broken bones. Flee.

By the time the Jewel Dragon God Church sent a high-level human priest and a high priest, bringing some middle-level and high-level psionics to suppress the situation, it was almost dawn. Facing the first rays of sunshine, the royal family still hung their heads and cleaned up the crimson desolate land that was still bleeding. Beneath his feet were the horribly mangled dark red corpses, beside him were the shocking charred battalion and the broken vehicles and equipment, and above his head were bursts of black smoke and blood.

Not far away, the large camps of local nobles such as Vermel stood quietly and intact, especially their high banners fluttering in the wind, more like whirring mockers. is constantly mocking the stupidity of the royal family.

"Royal family, stupid donkeys!" sat in his comfortable camp, the half-red dragon duke Vermel laughed heartily, "You want to embarrass me?" hahahaha, but he came out first. Hehe, this time at least three or four hundred of them were killed. I see what face they have to compete with me for glory. Hahahaha In two days, all the people of Naintus will know that only I, Vermeer, can repel the centaurs and calm the situation in the country, not those stupid royal families. Hahahaha" The desire for many years gradually came, and he couldn't contain his strong excitement. Laughing ungracefully. Until other local nobles, such as the Red Dragon Blood Ogre Noble, the White Dragon Blood Ogre Noble, and the Black Dragon Blood Ogre Noble, arrived together. He immediately stopped laughing.

As soon as several nobles in extravagant robes entered, they asked, "What should I do today?" Attack, or immediately repair and strengthen the camp. Prevent the centaurs from attacking us again at night?They used a lot of flaming arrows last night, and I'm afraid they'll do it again tonight. It is still necessary to water and cover the horse fence of the big camp. lest it burn at the touch of a button. ”

The other nobles also said with trepidation: "Yes." It seems that the royal family will move to the higher hills to defend today. There's no one to guard the perimeter for us tonight, and we're going to face a night attack by the centaurs. It's better to be careful. I built yì to stop a qiē attack. Specializing in repairing fortifications, only by preserving strength can the royal family be intimidated. Vermeer waved his hand with a cruel smile and said, "Don't worry too much, it's noon today, or tonight, and we will get a great news." At that time, the Metellus centaur clan will collapse without a fight!"

As soon as these words came out, the nobles from all over the country below couldn't help it, and they pleaded one after another: "Wise Duke Vermeer, we know your strength and brains, but in this situation, how can you guarantee that the Metellus centaur tribe will retreat? What if they don't retreat? We are really worried, you better tell us the whole plan as soon as possible!"

The Duke of Vermeer laughed, and sat down in his large gold-clad fragrant wood chair, sipping comfortably as he sipped the fine wine in his hand. When the warm aroma of wine filled his nose, throat and stomach, he said happily: "Since everyone is so anxious to know my true plan, I will no longer hide it. I would like to solemnly recommend to you a wise and martial great chief, let him come and tell you a qiē. After speaking, he performed a special "communication technique" on a delicate large mirror inlaid with colorful gems beside him.

Then an arm-wide centaur chief in bright leather armor appeared in the large mirror, glaring widely, and said, "Vermeer, you are looking for me, I am looking for you!"

Vermeer still leaned back in his comfortable chair and said leisurely to the centaur chief in the mirror, "Heroic and far-sighted Grand Chief Scolus, please tell us how we are in battle. I'm curious to know how much you've taken down the stronghold of the Metellus tribe, and I wonder if you've got your hands on the Great Altar of Pure Gold for the Priest Gods?" he said, sipping the mellow and delicious tender red wine, and waiting for the answer of the Grand Chief of Scorlus with great intoxication.

Then, with a resolute and coarse face, the Grand Chief of the Scolus tribe spoke in the toughest of tones: "Attack, attack, attack, our plan is going to go awry, that contract is going to be nullified!"

Vermeer smiled stiffly and said, "Now is not the time to joke," but was interrupted by the big chief in the mirror wielding a sharp scimitar in the roughest tone: "Who the is joking with you! Now we are in big trouble! See for yourself!" Facing a tall mountain range.

At the foot of the mountain, the two teams of people and horses are fighting fiercely, and the centaurs under the mountain are like a ** flying the tide of dense waves, constantly launching spells such as arrow rain, bursting fire thunder, and ice storm to the mountain. Trying in vain to attack the mountain. And on the hill, not far from the foot of the mountain to be exact, a scattered group of walled cities along the mountain range was lying there, and at this moment, like an intermittent poisonous snake, kept flying from its body a scorching burst of fire, like a beautiful cannon to the sky, and fell in the ranks of the attackers, bursting into brilliant flames, fireworks and screams, and a series of fierce lightning bolts as thick as vats shot out, drawing an astonishing distance of more than 1,500 feet, and crashing wildly through the ranks of the enemy. The slashing enemies are scattered in formation, crying for their fathers and mothers, and the green rain of strong acid arrows also fly down from the walled city, and the corroded enemies pierce through the flesh and bones, and the scorching ground rocks smoke and deform!

This kind of brilliant and dense array of horrors is rare enough, and what is even more peculiar is that those spells, whether they are bursting fire thunder or chain lightning, strong acid arrow rain, etc., are all extremely far away, almost twice as long as ordinary spells! It's almost overwhelmed!

Looking at the astonishing sight in the mirror, Vermeer lay stiffly on the back chair. Dumbfounded, he muttered to himself, "How is this possible? It's all range-increasing spells? How could the Metellus centaur clan buy it?" and their elite workhorse. That is, most of the warlocks are here, how can there be so many warlocks who can cast spells?" However, the mirror turned to the sturdy chief of the Scorus tribe again, and his bandit-like face was full of anger: "Warlock? This is not the centaur of the Metellus tribe. It's the Scorpion! It's the Scorpiones who help the Metellus tribe defend. ”

Fmeier stood up anxiously and annoyed, and shouted, "Don't be kidding! Those scorpions who can only use illusions to fool people can make so many range extension spell items at once? I don't believe that these eight-legged sluggish ghosts have such abilities! Except for the scorpion shell on their bodies, which is comparable to armor. What else is there to commend?"

The "bandit" Grand Chief of the Scorus tribe sneered twice in the mirror, took out a discarded magic wand and said, "Of course they don't have this ability, but this association has this ability! The Scorpion uses all this kind of spell items!" The shoddy magic wand was engraved with a miniature symbol of the three mage towers.

The Federation of the Three Towers?!Fmeier was suddenly deflated, and he fell back into the big golden chair, unable to breathe. Decades of hard work! Just being stirred up by the Three Towers Federation, will it be in vain?

Why the are you getting nervous at this time?

The angry Duke Vermeer almost jumped up in anger and scolded: "Damn the Three Towers Federation!

A black dragon bloodline ogre nobleman wearing a bright golden and red robe next to him said with a solemn expression: "I heard from a merchant that something big has happened in the Qionghong Sea in the past few months, and he said that some ocean current has diverted its course. Anyway, the Mermaid Empire, an ally of the Three Towers, has already waged a desperate fight with the Fishman Empire in order to compete for that ocean current! However, the Arcane Federation of our northern western continent took the opportunity to intervene in this dispute, and I heard that it was indirectly supporting the sworn enemy of the Three Towers Federation, the Fish-Man Empire. Maybe the Three Towers Federation, angered, also wants to make some trouble in the northern western continent?"

The western continent is divided into two parts, north and south, the southern part is the territory of the Golden Demon Pattern Society, and the northern part is the territory of the Arcane Federation, separated by a narrow lake that stretches for nearly a thousand miles and a wide river that is thousands of miles long and tens of miles wide. The south is hot and humid, and the north is slightly dry and cold. As a result, the northern region is dotted with a large number of adjacent or desert areas, and in these areas there are quite a few scorpion-like people. This is a race of slightly humanoid scorpions with a slight upper body and a large lower body, and they are protected from head to tail by armor-like scorpion armor, not only are they not afraid of wind and sand and swords. It also has a good heat and water insulation effect, just like the innate ability to endure environmental spells, it can resist the invasion of high temperature and cold. He is really a master of desert survival. In addition, they are also good at a variety of illusion spells, and are very good at using "illusions" and "fantasy walls" to create all kinds of charming mirages or desert oases, so as to hunt and kill passing merchants or prey. Of course, sometimes they will go into the jungle or wilderness to sneak up on humans. Therefore, it is a great scourge for mankind, especially for businessmen.

Originally, these scorpion figures were as large as bison, with strong and powerful scorpion claws in front and a highly poisonous scorpion tail in the back, and their bodies covered with leather armor and scale armor were even more invulnerable, making them really difficult to deal with melee combat masters. It's just that I can't run fast. There is nothing to ride, so it is firmly suppressed by the super-mobile centaur race. Now the Three Towers Federation suddenly sold a large number of spell items, making up for their lack of long-range combat and spells, and immediately changed the comparison of the strength of the entire race. If the Three Towers Federation gradually smuggled spell items to other scorpions, the entire northern part of the Western Continent would not be at peace.

Of course, Duke Vermeer absolutely did not believe that the Three Towers Federation had the financial resources to fund the Scorpion for a long time, and it was estimated that it was only a temporary warning to the Austrian Federation. But this warning has made me miserable!

Vermeer furrowed his brows into a pimple anxiously, and muttered to himself in some anger, "Three Towers Federation! The range is often more than double that of ordinary spells, and the range of a fireball spell is far greater than that of a normal ballista. They now have range-extender spells, bows and arrows, and spears. Even if it is attacked, it will be a heavy loss. What's more, after going up, you have to face a scorpion man who is as powerful as an ox and has a body as strong as iron. It's hard for you to win. As your friendly ally, I would like to advise you to step back for the time being. Wait a little later. ”

The chief of the Scorus tribe, who was as burly as a buffalo, waved his big steel knife in the big mirror, and almost shouted: "In the future, there will be no future! I will withdraw now! In the future, my tribe will be in great trouble." Hey. I was right there before, our original agreement only stated that we would fight the Metellus tribe and defeat them. Now that the Scorpion has come out halfway has broken the agreement between us, I don't want your gems and tax incentives anymore. For as long as the tribe of Metellus survives, the trade route will not be passable!, and the agreement will be null and void!"

The "calm" Grand Duke Vermeer's eyes changed several times with ferocity, and then he turned around "calmly" and comforted the nobles in other places with a smile: "Don't worry, the Metellus tribe has climbed the Three Towers." But I'm not to be messed with! they're just getting temporary help from the Three Towers. I have a long-standing relationship with the Austrian Federation. Soon we will have strong assistance from the Arcane Federation!

However, the nobles next to him looked nervous and hesitated and asked, "Then, before the assistance of the Arcane Federation arrives, we only need to strengthen the camp." We've got a lot of stone wands in the back of our hand that won't work, and I'm afraid they'll be out of date in a while. The effectiveness will be greatly reduced at that time. ”

Vermeer secretly scolded in his heart, these guys worked together to deal with the royal family, but on the one hand, they immediately took care of their own enemies, and they all wanted to preserve their strength. But then again, if they had any talent, they wouldn't be able to lead themselves. But they can't be accommodated now. Otherwise, everyone will suffer great losses.

"No, not now, don't you see the Metellus centaur tribe constantly fortifying and expanding their fortresses, and they rely on the super wyverns to transport elite centaurs and warriors to hold the fortress." And based on their blatant invitation to the Scorpionmen to help defend their hometown, I think they must have made a great determination to occupy this mining area! If they remain unattended for now, let them continue to deliver military equipment, spell items, and soldiers to the mountains. Before the help of the Arcane Federation arrived, they would have enough troops and morale to take the mountain! How can we resist these large battalions in our own way?!Don't you forget that the royal army is also stationed on the nearby hills, and what if they collude with the Centaur tribe of Metellus and join forces with each other?"

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