My players are so fierce

Chapter 610 609. You know the rules. If you want them, you have to build your reputation first.

Popok was not forced to come to the battlefield.

In fact, this was a "proposal" given to it by His Excellency Xian Lang in the previous conversation. If Popok does not intend to suffer another shameful defeat but wants to protect his already endangered clan, then it must do this Do!

But there might be something "dirty" about Popock.

It sneaked to the battlefield and wanted to track down the traces of Lord Hurley, but before it started to inquire, it saw the scene of the collapse of the Jackals under the Lord's command. The meteorite just rolled over and almost scared it to death. .

Before it could adjust, Murphy, who was "refining skills" on the battlefield, rushed over with necessary evil.

I almost died!

Popok looked at Murphy who turned away and the damn magic sword that killed several Jackals around him in an instant. It sat down on the ground a little weakly. As a Jackal warrior, It actually gave rise to a shameful urge to urinate.

Tonight was a little too exciting for the young gnoll.

It even gave Popok the absurd idea of ​​"leaving like this".

Although it is not a qualified Jackal warrior, it is still a warlord after all. It can tell that the current battlefield trend is quite unfavorable for Warlord Hurley.

The forwards it sent had been defeated by the crazy Transian people in the night. The group of Transian lunatics, with more than twice the numerical difference, managed to achieve a terrible battle loss ratio with the blessing of the God of the North Wind.

The rear of the Grand Overseer's army formation was raided by two elite vampires with gold rank. Although they were small in number and could not defeat the entire army system, if the Grand Overseer could not come up with a solution, it would only be a chance for the integrated army to collapse again. A matter of time.

This is a trap, this is a trap!

The purpose of the vampires tonight is not only to defend their position, they are also bold enough to hunt down Lord Hurley, my God! Is this the legendary cowardly Transian?

Zhuo, are my ancestors who participated in the Black Disaster making a damn joke?

If even such a guy can be called cowardly, then how difficult should the tough Nords and the unyielding Sealanders be?

Popok had already decided to give up, but his mind was still filled with a series of plans that the wise wolf had made for him. It was a very risky plan, but it was also a plan with terrifyingly high returns, and could even reach the sky in one step.

If it wasn't interested, it wouldn't be here tonight.

"Hurley's flag."

Popok beat his legs and stood up, climbed up a dead tree and looked back and forth, finally locking the flag of the Whiptail Clan that was moving forward in the chaotic night.

That's where the Grand Overseer is.

It did not turn around and try to break through the retreat blocked by the two gold-level soldiers behind it. Instead, it led its guards forward into the combat zone and joined the collapsed forward.

It looks like Hurley is preparing to make the final breakthrough!

As long as it breaks through the Transian blockade at the front, it can complete its retreat offensively.

He is truly a great warlord!

He is full of courage at all times and never hesitates when he has to fight hard.

At this moment, Popok, who was hiding in the tree, couldn't help but clenched his paws and cheered for Lord Hurley in his heart. He was a young jackal who worshiped the King of Bone Grinders and took it for granted that jackals were They should rule the world, and they don't think humans can defeat the elite army of jackals head-on.

Although Lord Wise Wolf described a beautiful blueprint to himself, Popok still didn't fully trust Hogg. He still wanted to see the Grand Overseer return victoriously tonight.

The Golden Ones are indeed very strong, and they are even more deadly in one-on-one situations, but the Golden Ones are also human beings, and they will also get tired. They cannot continue to fight like a fearless killing machine.

Not to mention that on a battlefield of this scale, the Golden Man would be exhausted even if he was besieged by more than 10,000 elite troops.

They are just gold after all.

Even though he is the supreme power in the world, he is still far from achieving true greatness and influencing a war with one person. The destruction of the Church of Avalon and the decline of the vampire clan have proven this. a little.

Tonight's war has not reached despair, as long as the Grand Overseer can break through the Transian defenses on the front line.

Yes, everything is still recoverable!

"So, come on, your Excellency, the brave Overseer with the big axe!"

Popok, who was riding on the tree, shrunk and waved his fists in the dark. He shouted:

"Give those Transians a little Gnoll shock!"

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The retreated gnolls regrouped under the whiptail flag. This thing was obviously the same psychic weapon as the Dirty Claw flag that was destroyed by Natalie's sword before.

It was probably a strategic weapon made by the jackals using voodoo spells and the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt. This thing appeared before the era of the Bone-Gripping King, but the Bone-Gripping King improved it and gave the clan war flag more terrifying Morale locks the ability to fight with frenzy.

The Whiptail Clan's battle flag is the most advanced one. Not only can it give the surrounding gnolls an aura of courage that ignores fear, and a hunting blessing that increases attack speed and movement speed, it even comes with a large-scale group bloodthirsty spell.

Just like the effect of a permanent battlefield halo, according to the records of the Fourth Black Disaster, any battlefield where such a battle flag appears will be particularly miserable. There are often crazy scenes where both sides die together and fight until the last unit wins.

The battle flag of the Whiptail Clan has obviously been activated, allowing the gnolls who had just been demoralized by the players to assemble again, and this time there is Warlord Hurley with such outstanding achievements that he is considered a "celebrity" in the entire Dark Mountains. The guy is supervising the battle.

The players' front was quickly hit hard, and even with the blessing of the North Wind God, they were forced to retreat.

But the good news is that in the fight and defeat just now, Lao Qin, as the commander, had enough support points in his hands. He was like a spendthrift old man at this time. As long as he had enough points, he would be defeated. Spend it out.

There are more than just two supporters, Murphy and Turner, on the battlefield now. Maxim and Adele have been summoned to take charge of an area each. Just as the battle flag of Lord Hurley entered the battle zone, the fifth The eldest supporter, Miss Femis, also stepped onto the battlefield carrying the Night Howling Staff.

The eldest lady flew into the air, started a large-scale scarlet immobilization technique, and activated her own blood seed.

The seeds that Brother Meow Meow had buried under the battlefield before they had time to ripen were also activated by the scarlet seed. When the jackal stepped into a certain area, the ferocious piranha tore up the ground and used itself like a flytrap. His organs ate up three or four jackals in one gulp, and in the process of rapid digestion and life transformation, he allowed himself to grow vine-like roots.

This thing is like a ferocious beast among plants, going crazy at the sight of blood.

Its body can reach four to five meters high and is extremely aggressive. It can even move its body to hunt for food. In addition to devouring life, the poisonous vines of this thing are like whips like giant snakes, whipping back and forth to inflict damage on those it touches. There was chaos everywhere.

The origin of this piranha is unknown.

But according to rumors, it should be a "war weapon" cultivated privately by some extreme priests of the Avalon Church with the help of the power of the God of Nature. Under normal circumstances, it is only distributed to the Red Knights for use in battles, and only the Red Knights The knight's wild, natural power of war can control them.

After the fall of the Church of Avalon, these things were considered to be uncontrollable dangers by the Ring Tower and destroyed. The White Oak Chapter had some in their hands, but they had almost used them in the Ten Years' War.

The main reason is that the natural knowledge of cultivating piranha has been lost in the chaos. Perhaps there are still a few words left in the Holy Land of Glamour. Unfortunately, players now do not have the ability to visit the long-destroyed natural holy land.

Brother Meow Meow had spent all his money to fight a good war and bought all the piranha seeds from the church from old Eugene.

He originally planned to use these vicious and crazy things to surprise the Jackals, but a wave of meteorite spells made Brother Mew Mew return with hatred. However, the seeds that were planted did not live up to their mission and the expectations they were given.

Now in the recruitment of the eldest lady's blood seeds, the blood of jackals was used to replace the flowing water to allow oneself to sprout and grow. In just ten minutes, dozens of giant piranha flowers and remaining vampires appeared in front of the player's position. A "vegetative defense line" composed of vines.

All right.

This time it’s really plants vs. gnolls.

But the eldest lady who single-handedly caused all this was not feeling well at the moment.

It's not that she is in bad condition. As the host of the activated blood seed, the eldest lady has no problem of "battle fatigue" since she entered the Silver level. The seed in her body will always give her a steady stream of energy. vitality.

However, the problem is that just as Femis complained to Murphy before, she can hear the whispers of Avalon every time she uses this seed.

It’s not that the God of Nature likes to nag. He is not an evil god, but a real giant spirit from the astral world. He doesn’t engage in illusions and sounds. The main reason is that the seed comes from the Kingdom of the God of Nature, and Femis is the host. As a result, she couldn't even think about it or not.

But Avalon's whispers were especially clear tonight.

The eldest lady, this strange "human body with divine power", can even hear the strange mixed tones of the God of Nature's four voices. He asked Phemis to use the "bloodthirsty natural" power to help the foreigners in Transia obtain This victory.

Obviously, Avalon has also realized the "little thoughts" of the Wolf of the North Wind and the Berserker Vaam, and he does not intend to give up the foreign believers currently in his hands. Murphy's complaint is correct.

The gods are discovering the various advantages of the Gentiles, and they are really useful.

Although the God of Nature has a good temper, he will also get angry when other gods steal meat from his plate!

Did you, God of the North Wind, just say that you can give whatever I can give to foreigners?

Okay.

Today, Uncle Avalon will open your eyes and let you see what the power of the God of Nature is!

"That's enough! I'm not the carrier of your divine power! I'm a vampire!"

Femis was very annoyed.

She is a psionicist.

A psionicist must remain focused at all times, let alone on the battlefield. She covered her head and screamed:

"Don't you have a divine choice? Go find her! She will definitely be happy to promote your power on the battlefield."

What the vampire lady said makes sense, but when faced with things like gods, you can't refuse certain requests just because you have reason.

Natalie had indeed just become the God of Nature's chosen one, but her strength was still growing, and Avalon didn't even dare to give her too much power to avoid suffocating old Finock's daughter to death.

But the divine power seed in Femis doesn't have this problem.

As long as the eldest lady cooperates, Avalon can use this seed to continuously exert natural power on the battlefield.

For example, now, the eldest lady who originally wanted to summon a meteorite to retaliate had to interrupt her psychic powers. She spread her huge wings and hovered in the air. She held the staff in her left hand and opened her right hand to form a cross emblem. Then the scarlet energy in her body The whole thing vibrated, and the wild natural spiritual energy spread outward with her as the core.

The next moment, the natural rain with extreme healing power slid down.

Those emerald green raindrops are not physical, but as long as they come into contact with the player's body, they will be given the most advanced healing or rejuvenation spell. When the raindrops fall on the ground, those deeply buried seeds will immediately sprout and bloom.

Trees emerge from the ground one after another, looking for players closest to them to form temporary "natural sentries." A player is assigned three or four treemen as bodyguards, giving them a sense of security. As the rain curtain expands, , more natural enhancements are applied equally to every player.

Even vampire players will be included in the enhancements.

ha?

Aren't we shit?

Why is Avalon so good to us?

It's for status and for bodyguards, tsk tsk, it makes people feel a little embarrassed.

Avalon was giving benefits, but the Wolf of the North Wind responded directly and simply. He was fighting with his fists. The monk Turner who broke through the enemy's formation felt the will of the God of the North Wind. He raised his fist in the next moment and let the divine power gather. Yu hit the ground hard in his hand.

"boom"

The ground facing the Jackal army shattered into pieces, burying more than thirty Jackals with one blow, but that was not the point. The punch was just like a "whistle" effect.

Amid Turner's wolf howl, a cold gray mist surrounded the battlefield.

As the players and the jackals watched in surprise, one after another howls of wolves echoed in the mist. Then when Murphy and Femis turned around in surprise, they saw the mist-like wolf spirit coming out of the night. .

Those illusory spirits were like real wild wolves hunting, and they rushed into the gnoll army in an instant and began to hunt and kill.

There are also some shadow wolf spirits that come out of the players' shadows, just like the natural sentinels given by Avalon. The temporary wild contract is also concluded at this moment, so the players have another ghost wolf as a temporary bodyguard.

Ah this

Is the God of the North Wind, who has always been cold and arrogant, too generous tonight?

Not only to provide reinforcements and bodyguards, but also to allow one's own wolf spirit family members to directly participate in the battle?

Depend on!

We Transians are so proud, with Avalon and the Wolf of the North Wind serving us at the same time, how could this blessing be any smaller?

But the ignorant little players got it wrong this time.

At this time, they are not only served by Avalon and the God of the North Wind, but also the berserker Vamu who has been hiding and secretly developing his favorite followers.

It was really just an "accident" that Wam appeared here tonight.

Compared to veteran protoss like Avalon and Su, he is just a "junior". He showed up tonight because his sacred object, Vam the Beheader, was picked up by a jackal. This is something Vam, who values ​​​​face very much, cannot bear. .

However, after coming here, I saw that Avalon and the God of the North Wind were scrambling to bless the Transians. Their gestures did not look like they were helping the Transians fight, but rather they seemed to be flattering and seducing these foreigners. It feels so good to step into their temple.

The two veteran gods were so flattering that Wam immediately despised them.

The berserkers also know that foreigners are not afraid of death, and are full of emotions and intense emotions. The most important thing is that their number will become more and more, and they have no concept of good and evil at all. As long as there are rewards, these guys will even dare to kill gods!

The Berserker understands the two seniors’ desire to recruit players. He is actually very moved, but do you deserve to be so humble?

You are such an embarrassment to the gods!

Wamu, who maintains his own identity, did not intend to participate. He just wanted to retrieve his sacred battle ax in the world, but Avalon soon sent a secret message.

After Wam received the information, he was stunned.

Okay!

Let me ask you, why are you two old coffin masters working so hard to serve those foreigners? Is it because their lord is the legendary Alpha?

Depend on!

Such a good opportunity was almost missed by me. If I could have a good relationship with Alpha left behind by the Creator, even for a god... well, not to mention that I had no dealings with the God of the North Wind in the first place!

How could he let damn Su’s wish come true tonight?

"Be violent! Be violent! Fight, slaughter, and fight! Victory is just something that is within easy reach. Only eternal battle can heal the weak heart!"

Ruoyouruowu's roar rang in the ears of every player, and then the third level of war divine strengthening from the berserker Vam was applied to every player who was still fighting, allowing them to experience it one by one. Give the giant shark the same treatment as it did a few days ago.

The scarlet fury armor wrapped around it made even psionicist players unable to help but roar at the jackal in front of them.

Three gods!

Three kinds of divine power!

The three enhancements were applied to the foreigners of Transia tonight without any reservation. This increase in combat power, let alone the already fierce players, if you throw this increase on a dog, it will be able to gain from the gnolls. They bite from one end of the position to the other.

The scene in front of him made Lord Hurley feel numb all over.

It originally thought that it would have a chance to transfer in, but when it saw the triple summons of Nature's Avalon, North Wind God and Berserker being exerted on its opponent, Hurley couldn't help but feel aroused by this scene. He shares the desperate thought that "Heaven is going to kill me, and it is not a crime of war."

Its regrouped forward collapsed within fifteen minutes.

Its center held on a little longer, but only thirty minutes later, those damn Transians surrounded Hurley and its last guards.

The Grand Warlord grabbed his battle ax and planned to fight to the death, but Lao Qin, who was holding the bayonet-mounted gun in front of him, spat at the side. Under the gaze of the last 671 players who survived with the same hatred and hatred, the Grand Warlord, as the commander, Cursed:

"The ax in your hand! That doesn't belong to you! Gnoll thief, put it down. We'll give you a good time!"