Chapter 4: Old vs. New Players (Part II)
The cold field just now was just a small episode, because no one thought in advance that the mount of the beloved demon pet of the Lord Fei Leng Cui would suddenly speak, and the content was still a few yellow words, and everyone's brains didn't react to how to deal with it.
At this time, it is difficult for anyone to speak.
Who here is not a high-ranking priest, or a skilled warrior and a well-tempered warrior, and you are embarrassed to deal with a little bird? And this bird is not a direct pet of Lord Fei Leng Cui, but just a mount of someone else's magic pet.
Are you embarrassed to take it seriously?
As for the parrot's words, whether they are true or not, most people know it. After all, Richard was a Pigg sacrifice. The debauchery of the Pigs in their private lives is well-known in the Kingdom of Bimon, with a population of more than 800,000 people who are definitely the backbone of the kingdom, and the words blurted out by the lord show that what the little parrot said before is very likely to be true.
Otherwise, why would adults be angry about the second sentence alone?
And their department still has a tradition of teacher-student love, and until now, Helen has not separated from Richard, and the two of them are like a family, who can't see it.
Moreover, the highest-ranking Lord Mourinho present is Richard's ancestor, and no one himself has spoken, so what is it if you jump out and speak, at least we have to wait for the swan sacrifice to express its attitude, so that we can take a stand.
The bigwigs present were all human spirits, so the scene unexpectedly cooled down.
At this time, the rescue came, so most people quietly exhaled and immediately turned their necks to the passage, looking curious that the baby had never seen the world.
However, the official appearance of the Fei Leng Cui militia really shocked the bigwigs of these temples in the northeastern province. In addition to Lord Mourinho, who still had frost on his face, even the Great Shaman of Wei'an and the Mentor of the Beautiful Snake, who were very familiar with Fei Lengcui, were also stunned, and their buttocks couldn't help but lift slightly, and they left the chair slightly.
Originally, with their well-informed strength in the Northeast Temple, they shouldn't be so surprised, but they were just shocked.
Everyone finally figured out a truth: Fei Lengcui's strength, even if you are familiar with it, but even if it is only one night, don't just stay at the previous evaluation.
Twenty bear goblin warriors armed with three-tiered fine iron tower shields and blood-red scythes on their backs held high a banner of "We are cannon fodder slave warriors" in their hands, stepping out of the steps, already showing Fei Lengcui's current strength in a vague and arrogant way.
When the leader of the panda warriors of the Panta tribe, nicknamed "Pan Shuai", Gude, wore a Misha (giant bear) badge pinned to his chest and wore a platinum Misoli armor, the atmosphere of the scene immediately reached the melting point.
All the Temple Templars present immediately stood up and paid their respects to His Excellency the Honorary Templars. The Knight of Honor is an honorary title, but receiving such a title means that its owner once followed a powerful priest and received unparalleled feats in the ensuing battles.
Vieri and Godani are super depressed, but they usually know each other well and are often funny, and now they have to do things according to the rules.
Pan Shuai stretched out his arm and made a special gesture to salute all the Templars.
The eyes of Master Mourinho's followers tightened slightly, and there was a strong hint of provocation in their gazes at Pan Shuai and the bear goblin slave warriors. When a strong meets a strong, in addition to sympathy, there is more of an unconvincing look.
When the panda warriors and mastiff warriors appeared, this provocation turned into a confront. Lord Mourinho's followers recognized that these militiamen were wearing the magic armor of the human San Francisco Empire, the Kingdom Forester~ Silver Pedestal Warrior, because it was so famous and easy to recognize.
This kind of warrior wrapped in silver heavy metal, except for a pair of pupils that can be faintly seen from the dense net-like blindfold, there is no trace of a humanoid on his body, and he is completely a metal monster. The silver armor that clasped their bodies tightly, whether it was the boot thorns or the sides of the armor, had an eagle wing sticking out, gorgeous and chic.
Not only does the armor look indestructible, but it is also beautifully carved in appearance, in addition to the tulips and sword patterns that represent the royal status of San Francisco, there are dense magic symbols and starry sky formations around it. There was not a single seam in the surface of the armor. The joints of the hands, feet, and knees also have huge button-shaped devices. Although the armor is tight, it does not hinder the movement of the hands and feet at all.
A prismatic meteor hammer and a huge kite-shaped battle shield were tightly welded between their palms, so they didn't need to be clenched and couldn't fall.
Mithril, only Mithril can create such a luxurious full-body armor, once formed, unchanged for life, so the silver pedestal warrior is famous all over the world, known as a walking fortress. It's just that this kind of armor also has drawbacks, even if it reduces most of the weight by attaching a wind system magic circle, it still weighs more than three hundred pounds, which is naturally an obstacle for a human warrior to move. But for the Beamon warriors, the weight of three hundred pounds was just beginning, and it was definitely a nightmare for the samurai here.
Then, when the hippopotamus poet appeared, this contemplation turned into surprise and anger.
Because the hippopotamus poets wore wide, black and white bearskin shawls around their necks, which were completely removed from the whole bear, and there was a bear head hanging from it, and a thick bear body draped behind it.
The fat belly on the belly, which originally belonged to the hippopotamus family, was long gone, and only pieces of formed muscles remained. At first glance, they seem to be slimmer than ordinary hippos, but they hold a double-edged axe that can be used as a door panel in their right hand, a huge iris-shaped shield in their left hand, and several small hand axes stuck in their waistbands.
Although it is a small hand axe, it is estimated that it is used for long-range attacks, but this kind of hand axe is definitely more than enough for logging in the human realm.
Of course, the most dazzling thing on their bodies is the bearskin shawl and cape, each with a hollow bear eye stuffed with brilliant gems.
It's a visually striking outfit that only Tel Aviv, a berserker from the land of ice and snow, would do. When an adult berserker fights a giant bear alone on the ice field with his bare hands, he will be eligible to leave his hometown. It is only when he becomes a hundred men on the battlefield that he can lose his sights, including the same mark on the bearskin.
This is a sign of great bravery.
The appearance of the Philemerald-emerald hippopotamus poets in bear's skin means that at least one formed berserker unit has died out in their hands.
Suddenly, the eight berserkers under the command of Master Mourinho, the breath in their noses became heavy, once the berserker entered the berserker, it was a terrible thing, almost indiscriminately attacking all the creatures standing in front of him, so the beautiful elf priestess quickly splashed the "calm light".
However, the appearance of the Mammoth Hercules, with their long spiral-shaped tusks and six knives each carrying two meters long, definitely sobered up the eager berserkers on the scene more than the "Calm Light".
The war knife is ivory, the back of the knife is thickened, and the body of the knife is full of brilliant chrysanthemum patterns, layered on top of each other, so that the slightly red blade of the knife, dangling in the moonlight, looks like it is stained with blood.
A combat knife is definitely more than a hundred pounds if it is all-metal. Some samurai who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time could see at a glance that these swords were more suitable for cavalry to use in their hands, and they could slash and slash condescendingly. Think about it, if in battle, if you are hit by a weight of more than a hundred pounds that is speeding by, even if you are not sharp, you will definitely vomit half a liter of blood.
These guys are definitely the cavalry of Fei Leng Emerald!
At this moment, even the frost giants in the field, who had always had faces like ice, dissolved the indifference on their faces because of the appearance of this team of mammoth Hercules.
The stature of these mammoth Hercules is simply too strong.
They were a meter taller than the average Orephin Elephant warrior, definitely three meters away, and even the Frost Giants were half a head shorter than them.
Moreover, they were also stronger and more powerful, each carrying six swords on his back and one in his hand. That posture, it is estimated that all of them are double-bladers. Battle-hardened warriors only need to glance at the shape of the sword to appreciate how fierce and incomparable this type of sword is, and it is an absolute battlefield weapon.
There is no such weapon as a knife in the human world of the Aegean continent, only a scimitar used by some of the Beamon warriors who are accustomed to living in the jungle and the desert humans in the Taklamagos in the far west. But their scimitars, compared to the long knives of these mammoth Hercules, could only be regarded as daggers or children's toys.
Fei Leng Cui, this is in the Adamantite Mine, right?
The bigwigs who were still skeptical of the news of Fei Lengcui's repulsion of Dorot's famous "Tornado" mercenary group clearly recognized the inaccuracy of the news. I'm afraid it's not as simple as repelling the enemy, but crushing. Only by defeating the enemy will it be possible to get hold of so many precious weapons and equipment.
If these fighting forces can still make Mourinho's followers barely maintain a certain reserve. The appearance of the proprietress Avril's follower, the Sea Clan's Baleno warrior Figao, undoubtedly destroyed all of their expression defenses.
The whale warriors did not carry any weapons. With his head held high and his arms crossed, he regained his pride and bearing as the chief of the palace guard of the Sea Kingdom of Sea, and his figure of more than six meters tall went to that station without saying a word. All the associated words that are only related to strength automatically pop up in everyone's minds. Even Liu Zhenzhen had to say that this kind of thug was too face-saving to take out, and he didn't need to say anything to deter the audience, and no one dared to blow up the stab.
If the Whale Warrior represents the supreme lord of all warriors in the vast ocean realm, then Figao is undoubtedly the highest warrior of this kind of dominance, as evidenced by the long beard under his chin and the deliberately scratched coat of arms on his breastplate.
In fact, it didn't matter at all, even if he wasn't a high-level warrior with strict martial arts training, relying on brute force alone, he was already the most terrifying existence. From the perspective of a samurai alone, the whale samurai had reached a height that was difficult to match, and such a warrior could not be dealt with by anyone other than a high-level magician.
Just like the Tiger of War ~ tank armored car that Lao Liu has seen, except for special weapons, other ordinary weapons have no way to deal with it, and in large-scale group operations, it has always been a magic weapon for generals to win. ()
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