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Chapter 472 Totem Growth
The totem expanded to a height of nearly ten meters in an instant, the thickness of a person. Sif also opened her closed eyes, and then showed a strange smile.

She waved her free hand lightly, as if conducting a symphony.

Following her movements, the blood bone totem suddenly stretched out dense bone spurs, but it was not entirely composed of monster bones, only a small amount of bone fragments, and most of them were an indescribable black substance. Can't see what it is.

Gao Fan and the others were startled, and immediately changed their original attacking stance to defensive.

Those spewing bone spurs look ordinary, neither luminous nor special effects, but they reveal an extremely dangerous feeling.

This sense of danger can only be experienced through the tempering of combat, so I dare not neglect it.

Gao Fan raised the arm shield in front of him to defend, only to hear a few thuds, the bone spur hit the shield, but it didn't pierce it directly as expected, only left a few scratches and retracted .

Before he had time to rejoice, he suddenly found that those scratches had changed, and the originally not deep gullies suddenly began to rust, and soon became as if they had been exposed to the air for decades.

Gao Fan was horrified. This shield is not made of ordinary metal. It is made of magic crystal technology. The material of the body of the monster and the overflowing magic crystal are smelted in it. With the blessing of the blacksmith's special skills, how could it possibly rust.

That being the case, this only shows that the totem and the protruding bone spurs have the ability to annihilate and decay, which can also correspond to previous research and experience.

"Don't be touched by the bone spur!" He reminded the other two.

This request was nothing to Lin Ling. She was already flexible and possessed a special concealment technique. If she didn't want to attack, but just avoided it, it wouldn't be difficult.

But Sylet is uncomfortable. His fighting style is a frontal collision. With the physique of the chosen one and the battle armor from the city of miracles, his defense power is amazing under normal circumstances.

But now the bone spur is a magical attack, even real damage, the defense is useless at all, if you stab him a few more times, the battle armor will rot and peel off, and he himself has nothing to say, so he doesn't want to be attacked by the bone spur It's hard to get in touch.

Sif also saw the way. She only left a few bone spurs to restrain Lin Ling, and then shot at the inflexible Gao Fan and Sylet with all her strength, making them miserable and retreating steadily. It fell into an absolute disadvantage.

……

Xu Ling understood the target of the orc's ambush, and directly drove the Jiuxuan Transformation to the seventh floor to hurry.

At this time, the non-warrior troops were already some distance away from the warrior troops led by Liu Tao, and even he would need a while to catch up.

After running for more than ten kilometers, he suddenly felt the breath of a living creature in front of him. Even though he was anxious, he stopped, took his own breath and jumped onto the branch next to him, trying to figure out what was in front of him. thing.

Soon, he saw a warrior from the expeditionary army sprinting towards him desperately. The man ran wildly out of breath. It could be seen that most of his physical strength had been consumed, but he hadn't lost the slightest bit. Slow motion.

Now that he was sure it was his own person, Xu Ling stopped hiding, jumped off the tree, and grabbed the person.

The opponent has been sprinting at the limit speed for so long, and his head is dizzy. Suddenly, he feels a black shadow flickering in front of him, and then he is restrained by a force. get it under control.

"it's me."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that this was his own official.

"Save! Go to the rescue!"

The man grabbed Xu Ling's arm and said while panting, "The warrior army has encountered a monster attack. There is also a warlord. They sent me to find you!"

Although the other party was a little out of breath, Xu Ling still understood the meaning completely. In fact, as long as there is the word "supervisor", the situation is already obvious, that is, Liu Tao can't handle it.

He said: "You continue to go to the back and tell the non-warrior troops to come here, and I will go to the front to support now."

"Yes!"

Seeing that he spoke in person, the man felt relieved, nodded solemnly, and then continued to run forward.

Xu Ling activated the Nine Mysteries Transformation again, and headed in the opposite direction.

He hesitated again and again, but in the end he did not open the ninth floor, because the consumption was too high, and he was afraid that he would not have the strength to deal with the warlord who participated in the ambush later. To the periphery of the battlefield.

At this time, the battle has entered the most intense stage. The warriors are all fighting against the monsters. Looking at the distance, the blood bone totem is still growing. As the killing continues, it becomes stronger than before. More than double the height.

At this time, the warriors who went to deal with Sif have become five, and they are all the strongest part of this team.

If this warlord is the type of Vidal who fights alone, he may still be suppressed after the other two warriors free their hands to join the battle.

But after she summoned the Blood Bone Totem, she could continuously turn the chaos on the battlefield into her own use and make it stronger. Now she was not at a loss in the face of the siege, and instead fought against the expeditionary army.

Ow—

A high-level monster next to it was wiped out by several warriors, and it became the nourishment of the totem again.

Sif's offensive further escalated, and Gao Fan, Sylet and the others were immediately cornered.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xu Ling was about to step forward to help, but Lin Ling had the same thoughts as him. She didn't know Xu Ling was coming, so she suddenly came under the attack of bone spurs and sneaked up behind Sif.

Such aggressive actions added several scars to her body, and the wounds continued to rot, but she didn't care much, and launched a desperate attack on Sif.

The kung fu was running, and a purple arm protruded from the void, holding her own arm, as if helping her complete this backstab.

A purple flame was burning on the dagger, which was originally in no abnormal shape, as if it was extremely heavy, stabbing like Sif unstoppably.

The warlord felt the danger behind him, but slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"I got you."

She had been waiting for Lin Ling, the most difficult person, to attack her from the very beginning. With a light wave of her slender fingers, the totem that seemed to have reached its limit suddenly trembled, except for a sharper spiral Bone spurs are stronger than before in terms of speed and strength.

Lin Ling originally thought that judging the limit of the opponent's attack, but unexpectedly, the orc warlord showed a special cunning and kept a hand.

In desperation, she could only bite the bullet and fight back.

However, the strength gap between the two sides lies there. Although Lin Ling's combat power is not weak, it is still impossible to compete head-on with the warlord-level orcs.

After just a brief contact, the arm in the void was suddenly scattered, and she flew upside down, her abdomen was stabbed, revealing a fist-sized wound, and it was rotting at an alarming speed.

"Lin Ling!" Gao Fan was worried about his companion, and was also hit by a bone spur when he was distracted.

Ruined.

The five besiegers all felt a little hopeless. The two suddenly lost their ability to fight, and the situation took a turn for the worse. They knew that if Sif pursued the victory at this time, the battle would be over.

To the surprise of the others, the female warden did not do this, and all the relaxed expression on her face disappeared, and she looked in another direction seriously instead.

There, a familiar figure was approaching rapidly. He had already held the Baldur sword in his hand, and his expression was uncharacteristically cold.

(End of this chapter)