Devouring Sword God

Chapter 775
The ten totem altars are distributed in the boundless sea area of ​​Nuoda. The fluctuations of each altar are very different, and they can be divided into ten grades.

Maybe someone was very lucky. When the totem altar first appeared, the team happened to be at the location of that altar.

Therefore, at the next moment, all the participants immediately noticed that the aura of the ten altars decreased by one, leaving nine.

"A totem altar was taken away so quickly?"

Everyone was shocked, but they were not too moved, because the altar that was taken away was the second-to-last in power among the ten altars, and it belonged to the "secondary" totem blessing.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a flash of light above the void, and Zi Shan's figure appeared in sight.

"Whoever wins the totem, the whole team will bless [-]% of their strength!"

The loud and clear voice spread throughout the entire sea area, and then Zishan raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction, and immediately there were streaks of purple blessing light shooting down.

Such a scene shocked everyone again.

"What? The strength of the whole team!"

As long as one altar totem is captured, the strength of the entire team can be improved. This is simply a counterattack for a weaker team, and even more powerful for a strong team!

But at the same time, there was still a sense of awe in everyone's hearts, because the light of the blessing of Zishan was tantamount to exposing the position of the team that won the totem.

So in the future, anyone who wins the totem will become the target of public criticism.

Sure enough, when everyone was in astonishment, Zi Shan spoke again: "The power of a totem cannot be blessed repeatedly. There is already a totem team. Once a higher-level totem is won, the lower-level totem will be lost. Others kill those who have the totem. You can also get its totem!"

After the words fell, the battlefield in this sea area suddenly fell into chaos.

Some teams are pressing towards the team that just won the totem, and some teams are moving away from that area, but more teams are frantically approaching the remaining nine totem altars at the fastest speed .

"Hurry up, we have to seize the time to fight for the totem and improve our strength!"

Heihe immediately spoke to the people around him, his tone almost roaring, which was enough to show his nervousness and anxiety at this time.

"But, which totem should we take?"

There are also people who are undecided, with so many teams, more wolves and less meat, no matter where they go, they will inevitably encounter other teams.

"All the altars are far away from us. Right now we'd better go to the relatively closest one."

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and he suggested.

The rest of the team were taken aback when they heard the words, they all discovered that the relatively nearest altar that Yi Xiaoyao was talking about was surprisingly the second most powerful, possessing a "level nine" totem blessing!
The higher the altar is, the stronger the contender must be, and the more dangerous it is to go there.

"No, it's too dangerous to go to the ninth-level altar, go to the third-level altar first."

At this time, Situ Ao frowned, rejected Yi Xiaoyao's proposal, and said decisively.

There was an ambiguity in the team instantly, and everyone didn't know how to choose for a while.

"Even if we win the totem of the third-level altar, it will only increase our strength by [-]%. If we encounter those murlocs, we will still be invincible."

Yi Xiaoyao looked at Situ Ao. The murlocs possessed the Sea King clan's battle pet, even without the blessing of the totem, they would still be able to double their combat power.

In his view, the current situation, or take this opportunity to rise completely, compete for the high-level altar, get the biggest bonus, and make himself the strongest existence, otherwise too many scruples will only lead him into an increasingly dangerous situation situation.

What's more, the ninth-level altar is the closest to them, which is the greatest geographical advantage, so we must take good care of it.

"Hmph! Who wants to follow him to the ninth-level altar? I won't stop it. The others will follow me to the third-level altar!"

Situ Ao snorted coldly, unwilling to talk to Yi Xiaoyao at all, and looked directly at the rest of the team.

Everyone was silent for a while, but they all approached Situ Ao, obviously they were more willing to follow the first commander among them.

Yi Xiaoyao frowned slightly. He stood still and did not pass. He could see that these team members had lost their initial fighting spirit. What they were thinking at the moment was to survive and exit the battlefield safely.

But he was different. He wanted to win the first place and go to the inner sea from the beginning to the end.

"Brother Dizhu, you still don't want to take the ninth altar. Among the teams participating in the battle this time, the strength of the Xiongtu team is second only to the murlocs. They will definitely compete for the ninth-level altar. If we collide with them, then we will die." It's over."

Heihe spoke to Yi Xiaoyao to persuade him.

As soon as he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, because at this moment, several figures suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea not far away.

"Haha, what you said is right, we are indeed going to the ninth-level altar, but you have already met us now!"

The sound of wild laughter came, and the group of looting figures were none other than Xiong Tu, the so-called overlord of the Outer Sea Region, the team under his command.

"not good!"

"It's the Xiongtu team!"

Heihe and the others were shocked. They had seen the horror of this team before, and there were twice as many lord-level players.

"Hmph, our domain master kindly invited you to form an alliance before, but was rejected by Mr. Xiyang. If this is the case, then we can only treat you as enemies and eliminate them by the way!"

The people of the Xiongtu team got closer and closer, and at the same time as the sound of cold snort came, they began to surround the Sheyang team in a fan formation.

"withdraw!"

Situ Ao's face froze, and he immediately punched the sea below. Suddenly, a layer of monstrous waves erupted from the entire sea surface, and then the huge waves instantly solidified into a layer of ice wall, blocking the sea area.

However, this ice wall separated Yi Xiaoyao, who had been in the same place, from the Xiongtu team in the same space, and even blocked Yi Xiaoyao's retreat.

"This...Lord Situ, Brother Dizhu is still there, let him come here quickly!"

Heihe's complexion changed and he spoke to Situ Ao.

"My ice wall can't stop the Xiongtu team for too long. Emperor Che is one of us. Although we disagree with us, I believe he will delay the Xiongtu team for us."

Situ Ao showed a sneer, and after leaving these words, he shot away into the distance.

Heihe and the others were all taken aback, it seems that Situ Ao deliberately blocked Yi Xiaoyao from retreating.

But at the moment they didn't dare to stay any longer, and they didn't have any friendship with Yi Xiaoyao, so they didn't say anything, and followed Situ Ao closely.

On the other side of the ice wall, Yi Xiaoyao frowned slightly as he looked at the ice wall that blocked his retreat.

"What a self..."

After muttering in a cold voice, his eyes turned to those members of the Xiongtu team who had already arrived.

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(End of this chapter)