Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 74 75. Sacrifice

Looking at the silent greenskins, Chen Mo didn't understand what it meant to be merciful and soft-hearted.

The curses and killing sounds kept coming from his mouth, and the dumb orcs screamed and fell to the ground one by one.

"Ah, help."

"What the hell is this!"

"Run quickly, there is something wrong with their witch."

Finally, some green-skinned orcs recovered from the shock of the tragic death of their totem warrior.

They yelled and ran around in panic, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

But this does not affect Chen Mo's killing speed at all.

Some of these orcs died from headshots, some were entangled in the soul flags and were refining and died, and some of them finally plucked up the courage and were lucky enough to rush to Chen Mo's side, only to be punched to death by Chen Mo.

In this camp, the number of nearly hundreds of orcs was quickly reduced by half under Chen Mo's efficient killing.

Chen Mo raised his head and looked in the direction of the bloody red light.

Although I don't like this so-called orc sacrifice very much, it would be disgusting if this orc sacrifice was like those things that can invite gods to take possession of them.

"Do you think Lord Spear Witch is as strong as Chen Mowu?"

"If Chen Mowu's principles can be passed on to us, then our human race can rise from among all races."

"Isn't there a totem warrior in the Pioneer Camp?"

And the bonfire he used to cook soup actually burned out of thin air like the flames in the fire pit hole of the Spear Tribe.

…

The old priest frowned, stretched out his right hand that was as old as a dead branch, grabbed the fire that was burning out of thin air, and put it into his pocket.

A light film condensed on the orc's body, forcing Chen Mo's magic power out of the orc's body.

"Wandering traveling witch? You shouldn't get involved in this battle. You will die here. Let me give you a suggestion. Leave now and I can let you go."

An orc herald came rushing to report the news.

The strength of a witch without fire is at least halved, so even if Chen Mo's aura is so terrifying, the orc priest is not afraid at all.

"It's the sacrifices of these hunting orcs and his totem warriors!"

Chen Mo frowned and scolded.

"Yes, Lord Sacrifice."

The commotion in this camp soon attracted the attention of other orc camps.

But the aura of strength and the danger emanating from it are just like the strength of the Spear Tribe witch.

"die!"

"Yes, I will."

"I understand. Go and call the remaining battalions of totem warriors."

The orc priest asked in confusion.

In the largest orc camp, an old and skinny orc who was out of tune with the other orcs was cooking a pot of soup in a stone pot in front of a fire.

They instinctively felt the pressure and trembled.

It is equivalent to the peak level of Qi training. Such strength plus the so-called power of ancestors can at most reach the level of the foundation building stage.

Chen Mo used the curse killing technique on a fleeing orc.

"Ancestral Protection!"

This makes the orc priest a little afraid of Chen Mo, but he prides himself on having so many totem warriors present, and more importantly, he has the power of ancestors and ancestral totems, but Chen Mo obviously does not bring fire.

"Totem Release!"

"It's hard to compare. Chen Mowu is no longer strong. It's too scary."

"Yes, Chen Mowu, run quickly, leave us alone, there is no fire here, you can't be the opponent of the sacrifice, please, run quickly, leave us alone, you can come to save us, we are satisfied

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The orc priest felt the aura on Chen Mo's body and frowned. He had only felt such a deep sea-like aura from some monsters in the lightless night.

It's just that the orc priest didn't want to lose his own strength in a big fight before attacking the Spear Tribe.

Human witches generally will not leave their tribe's base, because only when they are with their fire can a witch exert its strongest combat effectiveness.

He was dressed in black and gray fur, with some bright bird feathers on his head.

"Advice? What I hate most is someone giving me advice."

As a burden, don't talk nonsense. If you can't defeat Chen Mo, you will naturally run away. However, in Chen Mo's opinion, the pressure of this orc priest and this team of orc warriors is very strong.

Nong directly raised his hand and gave the man a blow, and the man shut up instantly.

Chen Mo sneered. What he hated most in his life was someone giving him advice.

Chen Mo's power stimulated Nong's blood, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists. He must be like his master in the future, so powerful that he could kill foreigners like shit.

The skinny little orc scooped up a mouthful of thick soup with a spoon, took a sip and smashed it into his mouth.

"This is the hope for the rise of our human race!"

"This fire is getting smaller and smaller. We must attack the next tribe quickly and steal their fire. Otherwise, the lightless night will be difficult."

"There's a witch from that spear tribe, and the totem warriors didn't even take one of the witch's moves!"

The herald immediately left quickly and hurried to report the news to other totem warriors.

All totem warriors release the power of totem together.

However, Chen Mo did not take the lead in taking action because Chen Mo despised the enemy strategically and valued the enemy tactically.

The orc priest took out a totem statue of an ugly giant monster from his arms.

Red light was released from the totem and poured into the bodies of the orc totem warriors present.

"Nong Wu, Chen Mowu is your master, right? Then you must learn Chen Mowu's principles!"

The primitive people watching the battle were dumbfounded at this moment.

"Ancestral Protection!"

As long as they kill their witches, it will be easy to defeat the Spear Tribe.

A ray of blood-red light rushed from far to near, instantly rushing into the body of the fallen orc.

There was only a skinny old orc, leading a group of exaggeratedly burly orc warriors, slowly walking towards the camp where Chen Mo was.

"Noise, tell them to shut up."

Their bodies were covered with totem shadows, and their auras continued to rise.

The orc screamed and fell to the ground, about to die suddenly.

Nong was also obedient. After Chen Mo gave the order, some tribesmen wanted to say something.

The orc priest narrowed his eyes, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

The orc priest paused for a moment as he looked at the young Chen Mo, and then spoke.

"You don't seem to be a shaman from the Spear Tribe."

"ah."

The Spear Tribe was the target of his plunder this time. Their shaman dared to leave the tribe. This was a golden opportunity.

"That wandering witch, I can only ask you to meet my ancestors."

There was a shout in the distance.

Chen Mo didn't think that a guy who relied on external forces to reach the foundation building stage could pose any threat to him.

"Witch Chen Mo, run quickly. The orcs' sacrifices can use the power of their ancestors. Even the spear witch borrowing ancestral fire may not be able to compete."

At this moment, the sun has not completely set, and the setting sun has cast shadows on the burly orc.

These shadows were like a dark curtain shining towards the rescued Spear Tribe people.

"Master Priest, no good, there is trouble in the Pioneer Camp!"

With the blessing of ancestors and totems, each totem warrior's strength has soared to the peak of Qi training.

"Roar!"

Feeling their own surge in strength, they all roared and rushed towards Chen Mo.

For a moment, wherever they passed, the earth was shaken and the earth cracked.

(End of chapter)