Bright Era

Soon after Vic returned to the camp, a piece of ground deep in the Black Snake Valley suddenly trembled.

There are many stone pillars everywhere, and on the uneven rocky ground, there are countless large black snakes. But when the ground shock spread, these black snakes lifted the front part of their bodies in horror, sticking out their tongues desperately, making a horrified sizzle.

A huge hole appeared on the ground silently, and a huge black snake headed a huge sharp unicorn, slowly drilling out of the ground. Some people's bodies were thick, and the ten-meter-long snake letterzi quickly vomited forward. This surprisingly large black snake lazily got out of the ground and slowly swam towards the exit of the Black Snake Valley.

Vaguely visible traces of black and red powder on the ground, these powders are emitting a faint **** smell, and this powder formulated with the bone marrow and blood of various beasts has a strong attraction to snakes and reptiles . Ordinary little snakes who eat this kind of powder will die because they cannot withstand the huge power of the powder, but for those large snakes, this is a great tonic.

No one knows how many black snakes live in the Black Snake Valley.

No one can tell how many years Black Snake Valley has existed in Odin Icefield.

The black snakes in the Black Snake Valley are just ordinary snakes. They have no magic core for human hunting, no venom, no strange value, and even their meat is not very tasty. This is a useless snake, so they survived in the Black Snake Valley smoothly for many years.

Enzo and others camped in Black Snake Valley several times. Vic, who likes to wander around, once saw the true king of Black Snake Valley with his own eyes.

More than a dozen black snakes that are as long as they are incredibly powerful. First-born with a single horn, swallowing and vomiting can turn into a storm. Although there is no magical power and no poison to hurt people, but only by virtue of the tyrannical body and the tough and unusual snake skin, these big guys can easily Kill and devour saint-level warriors.

I don't know how many years I have lived in the Black Snake Valley before they have nurtured these dozen perverted big guys. But the first time Enzo saw the green wolf ride launch a charge, he asked Vic to lead these big guys out.

Unless it is a heavily armed army of 100,000 people carrying various heavy ordnance, it is impossible to pose any real threat to these big guys. More than ten thousand wild wolves and three thousand wolf cavalry, enough for these big guys to devour, Enzo could take the opportunity to slip away while the serpent devoured the wolf cavalry.

But now, Enzo is carrying the golden werewolves to threaten the wolf cavalry not to approach, and the wolf cavalry is nervously threatening the tiger's flanks, and the tiger is not allowed to launch a full-scale attack. But the tiger people roared furiously, and wanted to approach the camp, but didn't dare to actually attack. The entangled and conflicted mood really made them extremely angry.

"Hey, from the werewolf tribe, how about chasing away these tigers and I just let your master go?" Enzo stood on the parapet, looked at the werewolves with a smile, and then shook his hands vigorously. Golden Werewolf.

The green wolf riders hadn't spoken yet, an old fox tribe had already sprang out of the tiger men's team, and he howled hoarsely: "Werewolf brothers! Listen to what I say from the bottom of my heart! Don't believe the words of humans! Humans, They have always had no faith and betrayal. How many of our orc brothers have been killed by them?"

After a few violent coughs, the old fox clan jumped and howled: "There is only one way to save your master and attack them. Before they kill your master, kill all these humans, and then you can be rescued. Master!"

Just as the Werewolves have a royal military commander, and those who have been attached to the werewolves for generations to survive, the Tiger people also have their own traditional military commander for generations, that is, the Fox people. These clever, insidious and treacherous fox people are not only military advisers on the battlefield, but also possess the extremely rare talents of soul wizards among the orcs. In the Odin Temple, many fox wizards occupy high positions.

The words of the fox clan old man were like cuckoo cuckoo screaming blood, screaming so affectionately, the green wolves became a commotion, they whispered to each other whisperingly, and constantly turned their heads to look at Enzo and others.

Enzo's face became gloomy, and he sternly shouted: "Stupid guys, you dare to trust the foxes? Have you forgotten the proverbs of the orcs? The best foxes are the dead foxes, and the humans just want you. Life, and the fox people deceive your soul. Do you believe me or the old fox?"

The old man of the Fox tribe looked at Enzo innocently, with an oligotoxic grin on his pointed long face: "Young man, you should pay attention to your words. What is the best fox tribe that is the dead fox tribe? You Well, it hurts a little bit?"

Enzo sneered a few times, and was about to speak, when the earth trembled slightly.

Everyone looked back into the depths of the Black Snake Valley, and they were horrified to see a dozen thick black pillar-like objects slowly swimming towards this side. These things stood up to a height of more than 100 meters, they made a weird sizzling sound, and a lot of saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

Enzo's face changed slightly, he let out a clear whistle, all the soldiers quickly took out a bottle of special black potions from their backpacks, and poured those potions on themselves. The flesh and blood of the soldiers was masked by a strange smell of sulfur, and the smell of sulfur happened to be the most hated smell of snakes.

If it is some magic snake with fire attributes, they will like the smell of sulfur very much. But these black snakes are just the most common species, as long as they are tainted with the smell of sulfur, they won't take a second look at Enzo and others.

The extraordinarily strong tiger man shouted in horror: "Damn it, what is this?"

Three or five black pillars suddenly swept down, and several thick black snakes swept across the crowd. With the miserable howling, seven or eight werewolves, three or five tigers were rolled up by the snakes. A few big snakes swallowed into their mouths. Big snakes can't chew at all when they eat. They straighten their necks and swallow their prey alive. They can see humanoid objects slowly sliding down their thick and slippery necks, and they can even hear the hoarse sound from inside their necks. The miserable howl.

Enzo carried the Golden Werewolf, and the soldiers quickly retreated, standing still in the corner of the camp. A strong smell of sulfur filled the surroundings, and the black snakes did not look here, but quickly swam out and rushed to the werewolves and tigers.

The old fox clan wailed hoarsely: "One-horned black snake king! Who awakened this **** thing? These guys should sleep deep underground and leave the nest once in a hundred years to hunt for food. They shouldn't appear today!"

The dancing old Fox tribe quickly attracted the attention of the two black snake kings. They bowed their heads gracefully, and the Snake Xinzi spit lightly. The old Fox tribe was caught by the two Snake Snakes, and was pulled into it with a slight pull. Two paragraphs.

In the rain of blood, the tall and unusual tiger man raised his bronze sword and screamed: "Brave and invincible tiger warriors! Use our courage and our blood to show off our martial arts! Kill it! These little crawlers!"

"Wooha~ooha~ooha~"!

The tiger people uttered high-pitched cheers, and they waved their weapons one after another, rushing towards the black snake king like a tide.

The sturdy tiger clan man charged in the forefront, a faint purple-golden fighting spirit glowed from his body, and the red bronze sword brought a dazzling light, and slashed the nearest black snake king with a fierce knife. Body.

There was a loud noise in the'Dang Cang', and the bronze sword broke at the waist, and there was only a two-meter-long knife mark on the thick snake scale of the Black Snake King, which had not even touched its snake skin. The huge black snake turned his head and glanced at the tiger man. The long tail swept over like thunder. The tiger man and dozens of tiger warriors around him were howled and flew out by a tail.

No magic, no spray of venom, but with the incomparable physical strength, the black snake kings are almost crushing these hapless orc warriors.

Enzo waved his hand gently, and the soldiers dismantled the tent silently, rolled up the tent quickly, and left the camp slowly along another trail. Everyone crept and didn't make any sound, and the sorrowful howls of werewolves and tigers around them perfectly concealed the occasional small noises made by Enzo and others.

Behind the Black Snake King, a black snake like a tide surged out.

The tiny young snakes are only a foot long, the slightly larger adult snakes are two meters long, then the old snakes are three to five meters long, and finally the little freaks are more than ten meters long. There are dozens of them mixed. The snake spirit that was about 30 meters long, the mighty stream of snakes gushed out, completely submerging the army of werewolves and tigers.

The Black Snake Valley has become a place for snakes to feast. Enzo and others carefully withdrew from the Black Snake Valley, listening to the terrifying howls in the Black Snake Valley, and finally let out a deep sigh.

"This is the benefit of choosing Black Snake Valley as a campsite!" Enzo shrugged his shoulders: "The potions that Guy Gawu sent are always effective."

Vic smiled triumphantly. He was about to speak when suddenly his eyes widened in surprise, and he stared blankly at a small mountain bag in the distance.

The long bone trumpet sounded continuously, and a blood-colored flag flew high in the sun. The badge on the flag was a black shield and a long sword full of gaps. The sound of deep drums came from afar. Dozens of cows were tall and magnificent. They were two meters and fifty meters away, and their messy long hair was woven into countless tiny braids. The brawny man strode towards this side. Come here.

Behind these big guys, more and more sturdy guys emerged continuously from behind the small mountain bag.

These barbarians who exuded a terrifying evil spirit swung heavy swords and strode towards Enzo and the others. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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