Urban Evil Doctor

Text Chapter 230 Want to run away if you can’t beat me? no way!

In Maple Leaf Town, on a rather spacious and tall terrace, Michael's eyelids couldn't stop beating.

The development of the situation on the field was beyond his expectation. He never expected that he would not achieve a crushing victory even after using the remains of the Holy Ancestor!

And as an elder of the Bode clan, Michael has extremely strong eyesight and a very broad field of vision.

He noticed that the snow-white little fox next to Ye Fei could actually cast the exclusive divine blessing technique of the Winning clan!

Even from the golden blessing technique, Michael felt Asmodai's energy deficiency.

The strongest negative emotions could not stop coming from the bottom of his heart!

It is no secret that the noble people chosen by God and the glorious beast-turned-warriors, after their bloodline power was extracted by Ye Fei, were fed to the beasts that opened their wisdom.

Unlike the confused Westerners, the God-chosen nobles had their own guesses about this matter.

Obviously this is a means of cultivating and strengthening intelligent beasts, but how effective it is cannot be judged due to the lack of data.

It can be seen that the current situation has allowed Michael to make his own judgment.

The Daxia warrior named Ye Fei obviously mastered this technology of cultivating intelligent beasts.

By feeding the power of blood, the strength of these intelligent beasts can be greatly enhanced, and they can even inherit the skills from the power of blood they have swallowed!

Others may not understand this approach.

But as the elder of the longest-standing divinely chosen noble family, Michael has access to information that many people cannot imagine.

About where the power of the bloodline comes from, about why the God-chosen nobles came to this world, and what happened to the beast-turned-warriors who inspired the bloodline?

These things have corresponding speculations among the ancient noble families, and they are not far from the truth.

After all, they are the beneficiaries of bloodline stimulation. If they study on their own, they are much better than outsiders.

In the most unfettered legend, the ancestors of the holy nobles were a group of ordinary people who reproduced with wild beasts.

And these descendants of ordinary people and beasts are the embryonic form of the divinely chosen nobles!

With the evolution over thousands of years, the bloodline of the beasts became thinner and thinner, and these descendants gradually changed from grotesque shapes to the appearance of ordinary humans.

But it is precisely because of this that the power obtained from the beast is hidden and covered up. Only after experiencing training can it be possible to awaken the power in the blood.

It seems absurd and unruly, but it is the origin of the sacred nobles.

Michael was not interested in the origins of his ancestors.

Even beasts are powerful beasts. The huge corpses buried in the tomb of the Holy Ancestor are the best proof of this.

But on the battlefield, when the mountain god huddled up in a ball, like a rogue who would be beaten and scolded but never fight back, the Saint Ancestor's corpse had no way to deal with it.

The roar like a divine thunder resounded throughout the battlefield, the huge claws tore wildly, and the terrifying and powerful teeth kept biting, but in the face of the thick scales of the Mountain God, whose defense power far exceeded that of steel plates, it had no effect at all. !

The high priest standing behind Michael was sweating profusely. The burden of manipulating the corpse of the Holy Ancestor for a long time was too heavy for him.

As for the thirty priests behind the high priest, some of them could not hold on and fainted. The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it would be for the divinely chosen nobles.

The complexity of using the corpse of the Holy Ancestor as a killing weapon is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The cost is even more appalling.

The priests who guard the tomb of the Holy Ancestor are each carefully selected by God. They have huge spiritual power. They live the life of ascetics in the Tomb of the Holy Ancestor. What they have to do every day is to keep going. Pray and hone your spiritual strength.

Even if all the abilities of the divinely chosen nobles in the land of Taixi are exhausted, the number of members of the priesthood has never exceeded 300!

This time, in order to deal with Ye Fei, the corpse of the Holy Ancestor transported from the Tomb of the Holy Ancestor was equipped with a high priest and thirty sacrifices.

A luxurious sacrificial group was formed!

This sacrificial group will not follow Michael and others into the Western Region. They have only one purpose here, and that is to kill Ye Fei!

Who would have known that before meeting Ye Fei, the Saint Ancestor Corpse was actually blocked by a mutated Pangolin God, and looking at the momentum in front of him, the Saint Ancestor Corpse could not defeat the Pangolin God!

Even in Michael's opinion, as long as the Pangolin God maintains this defensive posture of being passively beaten, the Holy Ancestor Corpse will surely be defeated because it delays for too long.

The people in the sacrificial group have reached a critical stage. There are already six or seven white-robed priests who have fallen to the ground and fainted!

The high priest seemed to have been fished out of the water. Sweat had already soaked his white robe inlaid with golden patterns, and he was in a miserable state.

"Master Priest, this is a battle with no victory in sight. I think we should temporarily transfer the remains of the Saint Ancestor back to Maple Leaf Town."

Michael finally couldn't help but speak, "The mutated Pangolin's defense is too strong. It's very irrational to fight it in a stalemate. We should continue to wait for opportunities. I believe that if we fight head-on, the Saint Ancestor's corpse will definitely be able to defeat it." Tear this pangolin to pieces.”

"You're right, Michael."

The high priest could no longer hold on for a long time, so he took advantage of the donkey down the slope, and kept waving the staff made of fine peach wood in his hand. The monster corpses on the battlefield got the order, leaving behind the stupid ones who could not break through the defense no matter what. Stupid, turned around and retreated in the direction of Maple Leaf Town.

The people from the West who just saw Hanhan being beaten passively suddenly let out a cheer!

Even if they don't understand what happened in the field, and they don't know why the huge monster corpse chose to retreat, in their view, it is obvious that their side has won this time!

Ye Xiaorou also cheered, grandpa Ye Chunsheng had a smile on his face, Ye Zhiyuan and Han Shuhui stood together, letting go of their hearts that had just been raised in their throats.

Even Lao Biao let out a burst of rough laughter. Lin Xianghua fiddled with the short blade in his hand and gave a thumbs up to where Hanhan was.

Yun Nishang's cold face could not hide the smile in her eyes.

For a moment, everyone was filled with a sense of relief that their brat had finally grown up.

Bai Xue, who was in Ye Xiaoru's arms, screamed twice, obviously reminding everyone that Hanhan could win and push back the enemy. He, the cutie who tried his best to release the blessing technique, was also a meritorious official!

Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

Ye Fei, who had been standing behind and observing for such a long time, had already seen through the Taixi people's methods and figured out the operating rules of this monster corpse.

At that moment, he chuckled and wanted to run away if he couldn't beat him. Nothing in the world is so easy!

With the magic formula in his hand, he let out a dragon roar, and the magic sword rose into the air, turned into a green light, and shot straight towards the monster corpse!

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