Othua's War Banner
Chapter 386 0385: The Doubts of Fran Gundor
Chapter 386 0385: The Doubts of Fran Gundor
Selena wears a solemn hood with a totem painted on it with unknown blood.
Through the gaps in the cloth, she saw fellow Uncoverers standing around her, as well as dozens of well-known northern mages, who seemed to have come from various tribes to participate in the ceremony.
Frengundor took great pains for the ruins and gathered almost all the backbone forces in the northern border.
Selena stayed in the center of the underground square, with a condensed building dome above her head. The bricks, tiles and murals merged with the stones. The surrounding load-bearing pillars could not see the original color, and none of the sculptures were complete.
"Aron, what the hell is he doing here?"
When Selina quietly turned to observe the visitors, she found the most annoying figure.
Aaron is an elementalist under Huoser's command. He once met Ken in Thornton Kaya. At this time, he looked at Selina from the corner of his eye, and deliberately puffed out his chest to say hello...
Before he could speak, Selina turned around.
"Cough cough cough."
The words stuck in his throat, but he could only pretend to cough to cover up his embarrassment.
As the flame of the altar was ignited, the huge magic crystal nucleus in the middle was exposed in front of everyone's eyes. This crystal was dug from the eternal frozen waterfall, and it was as tall as a castle.
The brilliance it blooms can reflect on the faces of everyone.
Selena felt the energy emanating from the crystal, and her expression became more solemn. The suppressed magic power at the bottom of the ruins was awakening. Even though everyone tried their best to suppress it, there was still no way to reseal it...
She squinted her eyes, and vaguely discerned a few figures standing at the forefront, able to resist the erosion of the aftermath.
Although Selina couldn't hear the content of the other party's conversation, she could still see that everyone was arguing very fiercely. The friction and collision of the armor continued, the brilliance of the weapon received the induction, and the corresponding scars on the skin, the decorated bone sticks, and the paintings. good totem...
"Whoo~"
She gently blew on the mask to release some of her suppressed emotions.
The most powerful battle flags in the northern border are basically gathered here, and they are still discussing something.
Selena tried to pull away the mist, but it didn't work. In order to suppress the power in the ruins, almost all the magic around was banned, and the inner and outer layers were all taboo inscriptions...
A magician of Aron's level has an unimaginable affinity for the elements, so he is also on pins and needles.
The discussion eventually ended before it turned into a conflict.
Huoser Zhanjing left aggressively. Before leaving, Aaron wanted to say hello to Selena, but he was unable to do so. He was behind Zhanjing with a little regret, and he was obviously frustrated...
Selina was staring at the bottom of the crystal at this time. On the ancient black rock steps, stood a living sculpture.
He just paced and meditated, and the sound of iron hooves trampling on hard rocky roads spread far away, and every heavy breath could mess up the stream of magic overflowing.
Fron Gundot.
He is the true master of the Red Maple Heights, leading his orc tribe to meet every enemy who dares to challenge him.
Still no progress was made at the meeting.
Selena was about to leave, but he stayed behind. As the spokesperson of the Uncoverer here, she is a member of the highest authority at the Morning Star level, and also the guardian of the Proverbs, who can make decisions on behalf of "omniscient".
The armor style of Frengundor is very old, and it seems to be a continuation of a certain extinct racial totem.
He was about three times the height of Selina, and the way he looked down at her was like looking at a delicate ornamental bird. Even if he kept his voice calm, he still involuntarily revealed a strong aggression.
Selina's magical nerves repeatedly showed defensive signals.
The totem veil she wears on her head is also to resist this kind of fluctuation. Obviously the effect is not strong enough, but it is also amazing enough - such a strong and terrifying warrior, the tribal war banner, seems to be a collection of wars, or Said to be the incarnation of weapons.
"Network card..."
The rough voice is like putting a fire in the throat.
Selina knew it was calling herself. Robanka was the human enlightenment in the age of the old gods. In the context of the Uma language, this was used to refer to those philosophers who mastered wisdom or knew how to think.
Even if she carries the key to the Misty Mist Dimension and holds the magic of Proverbs...
In the eyes of Flen Gunduo, Selena's wisdom is far more worthy of attention than combat power, and every time she talks, it will make her feel a strange sense of disobedience.
His rough palm was pressed against the crystal, and his spread knuckles were covered with scars. When he clenched his fist, it looked like a falling meteorite.
The ripples of the crystal are canceled out, and then a new color is emitted.
The cold air began to erode downward from the steps, and every ancient inscription and engraving was stained white with frost, and the range of this freezing continued to expand, until all the positions where everyone stood were frozen.
"We decided to hold a battle signal rally, hoping to vote to solve the immediate trouble."
"Well, I heard about it." Selina looked at the huge crystal like a mountain.
The light it emits at this time is not intense, but there is a magnificent and ancient aftertaste in it, and a slowly rotating frost flower repeatedly rotates in the transparent main structure.
The children of the wind and snow, the revelation of the old gods, the call of the wasteland.
Frengundor is the chosen battle banner, leading the tribe to rise from the war and walk through the bloody pit to today.
He used the iceberg in front of him as a medium to transmit signals, which seemed to initiate some very ancient rituals.
Selena seemed to understand that the things in front of her could be responded to by the old gods, but she felt a strange but familiar thing in the frost's rotation, as if she had touched it before...
The orc battle banner next to it made a low, thunderous sound.
"The Gathering of War Signals has not been approved..." Frengundo's voice seemed a little hoarse, mixed with doubts and thoughts
"Huh?" Although Selina is proficient in northern culture, she is not good enough in tribal history. "Did you keep me here to inquire about the details of the ceremony?"
The tall and strong man next to him shook his head.
"When all the qualified people arrive, the battle-spangle meeting will be recognized by the old gods. I have been immersed in the Red Maple Heights for too long, and I don't know enough about the outside world. I want to know who else has not arrived?"
Frengundo turned slowly.
Although his voice could be heard trying to be gentle, there was always a strong sense of oppression.
The white light from the frost shone on his pitch-black armor, like the morning sun shining into the night, it could only coat a faint edge, but it couldn't shake the deep twilight.
The most obvious thick skin of the orc, as well as the scarred cheeks, and the broken fangs around the mouth.
Flengundo is a combination of scars and muscles.
Selina's expression hidden behind the veil looked a little painful, just bearing the pressure he exuded was like being interrogated.
(End of this chapter)
Selena wears a solemn hood with a totem painted on it with unknown blood.
Through the gaps in the cloth, she saw fellow Uncoverers standing around her, as well as dozens of well-known northern mages, who seemed to have come from various tribes to participate in the ceremony.
Frengundor took great pains for the ruins and gathered almost all the backbone forces in the northern border.
Selena stayed in the center of the underground square, with a condensed building dome above her head. The bricks, tiles and murals merged with the stones. The surrounding load-bearing pillars could not see the original color, and none of the sculptures were complete.
"Aron, what the hell is he doing here?"
When Selina quietly turned to observe the visitors, she found the most annoying figure.
Aaron is an elementalist under Huoser's command. He once met Ken in Thornton Kaya. At this time, he looked at Selina from the corner of his eye, and deliberately puffed out his chest to say hello...
Before he could speak, Selina turned around.
"Cough cough cough."
The words stuck in his throat, but he could only pretend to cough to cover up his embarrassment.
As the flame of the altar was ignited, the huge magic crystal nucleus in the middle was exposed in front of everyone's eyes. This crystal was dug from the eternal frozen waterfall, and it was as tall as a castle.
The brilliance it blooms can reflect on the faces of everyone.
Selena felt the energy emanating from the crystal, and her expression became more solemn. The suppressed magic power at the bottom of the ruins was awakening. Even though everyone tried their best to suppress it, there was still no way to reseal it...
She squinted her eyes, and vaguely discerned a few figures standing at the forefront, able to resist the erosion of the aftermath.
Although Selina couldn't hear the content of the other party's conversation, she could still see that everyone was arguing very fiercely. The friction and collision of the armor continued, the brilliance of the weapon received the induction, and the corresponding scars on the skin, the decorated bone sticks, and the paintings. good totem...
"Whoo~"
She gently blew on the mask to release some of her suppressed emotions.
The most powerful battle flags in the northern border are basically gathered here, and they are still discussing something.
Selena tried to pull away the mist, but it didn't work. In order to suppress the power in the ruins, almost all the magic around was banned, and the inner and outer layers were all taboo inscriptions...
A magician of Aron's level has an unimaginable affinity for the elements, so he is also on pins and needles.
The discussion eventually ended before it turned into a conflict.
Huoser Zhanjing left aggressively. Before leaving, Aaron wanted to say hello to Selena, but he was unable to do so. He was behind Zhanjing with a little regret, and he was obviously frustrated...
Selina was staring at the bottom of the crystal at this time. On the ancient black rock steps, stood a living sculpture.
He just paced and meditated, and the sound of iron hooves trampling on hard rocky roads spread far away, and every heavy breath could mess up the stream of magic overflowing.
Fron Gundot.
He is the true master of the Red Maple Heights, leading his orc tribe to meet every enemy who dares to challenge him.
Still no progress was made at the meeting.
Selena was about to leave, but he stayed behind. As the spokesperson of the Uncoverer here, she is a member of the highest authority at the Morning Star level, and also the guardian of the Proverbs, who can make decisions on behalf of "omniscient".
The armor style of Frengundor is very old, and it seems to be a continuation of a certain extinct racial totem.
He was about three times the height of Selina, and the way he looked down at her was like looking at a delicate ornamental bird. Even if he kept his voice calm, he still involuntarily revealed a strong aggression.
Selina's magical nerves repeatedly showed defensive signals.
The totem veil she wears on her head is also to resist this kind of fluctuation. Obviously the effect is not strong enough, but it is also amazing enough - such a strong and terrifying warrior, the tribal war banner, seems to be a collection of wars, or Said to be the incarnation of weapons.
"Network card..."
The rough voice is like putting a fire in the throat.
Selina knew it was calling herself. Robanka was the human enlightenment in the age of the old gods. In the context of the Uma language, this was used to refer to those philosophers who mastered wisdom or knew how to think.
Even if she carries the key to the Misty Mist Dimension and holds the magic of Proverbs...
In the eyes of Flen Gunduo, Selena's wisdom is far more worthy of attention than combat power, and every time she talks, it will make her feel a strange sense of disobedience.
His rough palm was pressed against the crystal, and his spread knuckles were covered with scars. When he clenched his fist, it looked like a falling meteorite.
The ripples of the crystal are canceled out, and then a new color is emitted.
The cold air began to erode downward from the steps, and every ancient inscription and engraving was stained white with frost, and the range of this freezing continued to expand, until all the positions where everyone stood were frozen.
"We decided to hold a battle signal rally, hoping to vote to solve the immediate trouble."
"Well, I heard about it." Selina looked at the huge crystal like a mountain.
The light it emits at this time is not intense, but there is a magnificent and ancient aftertaste in it, and a slowly rotating frost flower repeatedly rotates in the transparent main structure.
The children of the wind and snow, the revelation of the old gods, the call of the wasteland.
Frengundor is the chosen battle banner, leading the tribe to rise from the war and walk through the bloody pit to today.
He used the iceberg in front of him as a medium to transmit signals, which seemed to initiate some very ancient rituals.
Selena seemed to understand that the things in front of her could be responded to by the old gods, but she felt a strange but familiar thing in the frost's rotation, as if she had touched it before...
The orc battle banner next to it made a low, thunderous sound.
"The Gathering of War Signals has not been approved..." Frengundo's voice seemed a little hoarse, mixed with doubts and thoughts
"Huh?" Although Selina is proficient in northern culture, she is not good enough in tribal history. "Did you keep me here to inquire about the details of the ceremony?"
The tall and strong man next to him shook his head.
"When all the qualified people arrive, the battle-spangle meeting will be recognized by the old gods. I have been immersed in the Red Maple Heights for too long, and I don't know enough about the outside world. I want to know who else has not arrived?"
Frengundo turned slowly.
Although his voice could be heard trying to be gentle, there was always a strong sense of oppression.
The white light from the frost shone on his pitch-black armor, like the morning sun shining into the night, it could only coat a faint edge, but it couldn't shake the deep twilight.
The most obvious thick skin of the orc, as well as the scarred cheeks, and the broken fangs around the mouth.
Flengundo is a combination of scars and muscles.
Selina's expression hidden behind the veil looked a little painful, just bearing the pressure he exuded was like being interrogated.
(End of this chapter)
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