Bright Era

When Enzo saw those barbarians running with big swords and big swords, he yelled "Run", dropped his rucksack, turned around and kicked the warriors behind him. , Drove them to escape towards the wild boar tail bay.

The soldiers dropped their heavy rucksacks one after another, just carrying their weapons and arrows, and even the rations for the past few days were dropped, and they ran back with their heads dull. No one said, no one spoke, no one asked questions, just rushed out with a thoughtful mind.

This is a barbarian, and looking at the magic lines under their skin and the mottled tattoos on their faces, they are still the most frightening and violent headhunters among the barbarians. This is a group of madmen who take off the enemy's head as the honor, use the enemy's skull as the currency of circulation, and use the skull as currency in the tribe.

Although other barbarians are called alien races, they at least have some sense. Only these violent headhunters, they never know what sense is, and their purpose of being born seems to be to kill or be killed.

Every time a war between foreign races and mainland humans breaks out, the army of violent headhunters is the existence that scares human fighters the most. They would launch suicidal attacks without reason, killing a large number of human fighters at the same time, they themselves also suffered extremely heavy casualties.

Because of the crazy killing impulse in the bloodline, these violent headhunters have a lot more combat effectiveness than the barbarians of the same rank. A celestial barbarian can easily fight against two to three human warriors of the same rank, and a celestial violent headhunter can easily fight two or three celestial barbarians. Win or lose.

This is a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of true perverts.

There were at least 500 violent headhunters who were chasing and killing them with their long swords and swords silently in front of them. There are more than ten heavenly warriors, and the others are all high-ranking barbarian warriors. Such a barbarian team can even crush a 10,000 human light infantry division on the frontal battlefield.

"Escape as fast as you can!" Enzo yelled loudly. He carried the captured Wolves on his shoulders and dragged them to the end of the team, yelling and letting his soldiers use them. Escape as fast as possible.

Fortunately, Vic's eyes were good and he spotted these violent headhunters seven or eight miles away. So Enzo and the others still have enough distance to escape. If these guys were found only more than a mile away, then Enzo could only fight desperately, but the consequence was undoubtedly that Enzo's army was wiped out.

The blood-clothed seven swordsmen plus Enzo and Vic, there are only nine heavenly warriors in this team, and two violent headhunters of heaven are enough for Enzo and the others. And the remaining savages, they can kill more than 300 of Enzo's men without a single meal.

Fortunately, these fighters under Enzo were all elites who crawled out of the dead. They fought with Enzo in blood and fled with Enzo. Their foot strength is better than one, and all of them lined up in a neat line and rushed towards the wild boar tail bay without a word.

The violent headhunters behind also chased forward without saying a word. They were tall, stamina, and explosive. After just a quarter of an hour, they had chased Enzo and others less than six miles away.

Compared with humans, the natural advantages possessed by the savages are too powerful, and Enzo and others can't run these savages for long distances.

Suddenly, a violent headhunter of the lower rank of the heavens let out a frantic roar, and he slashed his chest with a fierce knife. At the moment the blood spurted, a dazzling blood flashed across the body of this violent headhunter, his speed suddenly soared several times, and the ‘swish’ brought a swift of smoke and quickly approached Enzo and the others.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the mad headhunter rushed to a place less than ten meters behind Enzo. He opened his mouth frantically and laughed at Enzo: "Humans, you are dead, that **** human promised us three thousand concocted human skulls! Hey, three thousand human skulls, this is a lot of money. , I can buy two new women!"

Lifting the unusually heavy mace, the blood-covered violent headhunter slammed Enzo down.

Enzo waved his hand back, and a white light flashed, and a three-meter square and a full-foot-thick bone shield sprayed out from behind Enzo with a'kaka' crisp sound, with Xuaner guarding. Lived Enzo's body. The mace hit the bone shield with a fierce blow, and with a muffled sound, the shield was smashed into a large piece, but the violent headhunter was also bounced off by the force of the counter-shock, an embarrassed one. He fell to the ground, like a bull running madly but tripped over, and rolled forward tens of meters away.

‘Dang Cang’ head hit a big raised rock, the iron-black boulder was smashed to pieces, and the hapless berserk headhunter rolled his eyes and fainted. The magic scrolls used by Enzo were all made by Gawul's evil secret method. The bone shield was originally a pure defensive magic, but after Gawul's processing, the bone shield also contained a trace of soul attack power.

The powerful barbarian warrior rolled and fell to the ground unconscious, Enzo jumped over with a tiger, and gave it a sword, which pierced the opponent's eyebrows and harvested his life. Then Enzo put away the stabbing sword and quickly caught up with the team, leading the team to flee forward.

The frenzied headhunters who were pursuing them in the rear suddenly went into chaos, and several celestial fighters and dozens of the most powerful position fighters rushed out at the same time. They drew their long knives, and at the same time rushed towards the hapless man killed by Enzo.

The head of a strong celestial man, and the head of a strong celestial man of his own clan, this head is very valuable in the tribe of violent headhunters, he is worth at least five hundred ordinary skulls. And five hundred skulls, you can buy ten women with **** and big butts, who can give birth to a lot of children!

Give birth to a lot of children, send them to the battlefield, let them chop off countless human heads, bring those heads back to the tribe, buy more women to give birth to more children, and then chop off more human heads. . . This is the perfect life of a violent headhunter warrior!

In the sound of ‘Dang Cang’, several big knives collided together, and the huge force shook the barbarians staggered and almost didn’t fall to the ground. A mid-level barbarian with the highest strength roared angrily: "Human head, mine! Who will **** it? Who dare?"

Two big swords slashed at this guy without saying a word, and the two heavenly barbarians said in a loud voice, "We dare! If one person is not enough to hack you, you will have two heads!"

The mid-ranking barbarians hurriedly swung their swords in self-defense, and the three ‘ding-ding-dang-dang-dang’ became a ball. The barbarians nearby also waved their swords to each other. For a valuable skull, they didn't care about tribes or tribes. If a few more tribes died, there would be more skulls!

Moreover, here are all of the same race of heaven and status, and their heads are valuable.

With a few sounds of "chichichi", several savages cracked huge gaps in their bodies, spewing large amounts of blood.

At this time, the violent headhunter holding the scarlet banner roared in anger. As the leader of this hunting beheading team, this violent headhunter knew how they should do to achieve the maximum benefit.

The heads of this tribe on the ground are only worth five hundred human skulls, and there are more than three hundred human skulls in front of them. If they are hacked to death, they can have thousands of human skulls. And Enzo and the others are all heavenly warriors. Although the skulls of human heavenly warriors are not as valuable as the skulls of their own family members, the skulls of human heavenly warriors can be exchanged for three or five good women.

So the barbarian leader yelled a few loudly. Relying on his identity, he forcibly chopped off the head of the dead companion and hung it on his waist, and then led the tribe to chase and kill him.

But after a while of delay, Enzo and the others ran out three or five miles, and the distance between the two sides increased to about eight miles. You must know that the weakest fighter in Enzo's team also has the strength of status. They run at a speed comparable to that of a normal steed, and it really doesn't take much time for two or three miles.

The barbarian leader roared in anger, he gave a few low orders, and he heard a weird howling, and five violent headhunters with celestial strength slapped his body severely. Blood spewed out, and these guys chased Enzo and the others with a wild laugh, with the stimulation of the **** smell.

The flames of vindictive energy are gushing, and with vindictive energy on the muscles of the legs, the speed of these guys has suddenly increased several times. Like the barbarian who was killed just now, these five heavenly barbarians are just a few blinks. At the time, he broke through a distance of ten miles and quickly chased Enzo behind.

Enzo squeezed a magic scroll in his hand, he grunted lowly, and crushed the magic scroll in his hand.

A green halo spread out from under Enzo's feet, and the bodies of several rushing barbarians suddenly stiffened, and their movements became muddy and muddy. Although their bodies were still burning with grudge, the speed of their running became equal. Ordinary people are no different.

In the angry rebuke of the barbarian leader, the five heavenly barbarians could only watch Enzo and the others go away.

Their muscles were stiff, the fighting flow inside their bodies couldn't turn well, and their speed was delayed to an unbearable level.

This is also a scroll of necromantic magic made by Gawul-Zombie Delay. The body of a person who has been hit by this magic will become the same as the lowest-level zombie, stiff and numb, and can only walk forward with difficulty at the slowest speed.

Soon Enzo and the others ran farther and farther, while the barbarians behind ran closer and closer.

When the barbarian brigade caught up with these five unlucky comrades, the barbarian leader gave them a few big ears, snorted with unpleasant saliva and roared, and brought the people in despair. Continue to chase the past.

The five heavenly barbarians roared in a desperate manner, their running speed was getting slower and slower, and the evil magic power was eroding their bodies. There is no wizard from the Temple of Odin to disperse magic for them. Without a short period of time, they would not be able to return to normal.

Enzo ran forward and smiled proudly: "Those magicians always say that there is no useless magic, there are only useless magicians. It seems that I already have the talent to be a good wizard. The most useless magic, I killed five heavenly barbarians!"

Vic grumbled breathlessly, "Stop talking nonsense, even if you kill five, there are a few more, just come out two, we add up to not opponents! The remaining barbarians attack together, we will all Annihilated!"

An annoyed howl to the sky, Vic asked puzzledly: "This is the junction of the werewolf and the tiger's territory. Even if the werewolf and the tiger appear, how can there be violent headhunters? The distance between their territories? There are still more than three thousand miles here."

Enzo's face became a little weird, and he said in a low voice, "Then, they came out for headhunting. The snow has thawed, and the violent headhunters will hold a ceremony to sacrifice to the gods in the summer night. Their only tribute is the head of the foreign race. They are here to hunt the heads of werewolves and tigers!"

Vic's mouth twitched, and he cursed in a low voice.

The brigade quickly ran forward, but after dashing for dozens of miles, the soldiers under Enzo's strength weakened rapidly, seeing that the speed was getting slower and slower. After all, they are just status fighters, and although their fighting spirit is explosive, their staying power is far from enough. Being able to run for dozens of miles with armor and weapons is already their limit.

Enzo's face sank, he smashed another scroll and threw it to the back.

In the sound of ‘chichi’, a piece of land in the circle behind them quickly turned into a black swamp, and a large number of green bubbles gurgled. The few barbarians who rushed to the front could not stop and rushed into the swamp. Their bodies sank quickly, and a faint green breath quickly emerged from their skin.

The savages were so scared that they screamed ‘quack’, they tumbling up from the swamp in embarrassment, and angrily cleaned the poisonous water and mud on their bodies. But the poison has invaded their bodies, weakening their strength a lot.

Just when the savages were in a mess, Enzo had already led the people to slow down and move forward at a normal walking speed.

Everyone fastened the crossbow, and since they could no longer run, they could only rely on the power of the magic scroll to fight these barbarians.

All of them were breathing heavily, recovering their physical strength as quickly as possible. (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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