Devil's Journey

Chapter 408 Blood Raven Castle

'Damn it? 'The young ranger no longer panicked at this time, not because he was encouraged by Julian's words, but when he saw Julian draw out four summoning magic cards, he transformed into four beautiful and powerful female warriors. I can't help but feel a sense of frustration that people are more popular than others.

'Why is fate so unfair? 'Clutching the bow and arrow in his hand tightly, the young ranger only felt his chest was full of jealousy and why.
It's a pity that no one answered him, and no one paid attention to him.

Julian waved his hand and transformed into four powerful female warriors. Although it made others feel sad, but at least it was his own reinforcements, and the morale stabilized again.

Kicking half of the wall in the distance, the leader of the sheep-headed monster came striding aggressively, with hot air constantly spewing out of his nostrils, looking like a bull entering a bullring.

Well, speaking of which, the goat-headed monster and the minotaur should both belong to the cloven-hoofed species, no wonder they look alike, Julian thought curiously.

The leader of the sheep-headed monster is not as stupid as other giant sheep-headed monsters. The mutated leader of the sheep-headed monster has no lower intelligence than the sheep-headed wizard, but his personality is more irritable, not as wretched and cunning as the sheep-headed wizard.

With a muffled snort, the leader of the goat-headed monster cast a disdainful glance at the adventurers hiding in a building in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled a necklace of human heads hanging around his neck, and compared it to the adventurers hiding in the building. The demeanor is full of contempt.

Then the leader of the goat head roared and swung his ax fiercely. The big and small goat head monsters crowded the street, mixed with some other monsters, rushed towards the adventurers in a swarm.

"Attention shooters, give priority to shooting those goat-headed monsters! Mage, pay attention to those goat-head wizards!" Julian directly crossed Rost to direct, and took out a stack of cards in his hand, drawing five cards at random.

"Uh? Five fireballs?" Julian was taken aback for a moment, then randomly activated five one-time magic cards, and saw five basketball-sized fireballs falling on the crowd of sheep-headed monsters swarming towards him.

boom!boom!boom!
Just when Julian led the adventure team to fight fiercely against the sheep-headed monster, the black castle shrouded in blood mist in the center of the ruins also ushered in a group of powerful adventurers.

There are more than a dozen huge blood crows hovering over the castle. These blood crows, which are comparable in size to giant eagles, are all at the golden level. They are said to be the loyal guards of the blood crow queen.

Usually, the blood crows will hover over the ruins in turn, as if patrolling the territory for the blood crow queen. If adventurers who break into the ruins are targeted by these blood crows, they will be recruited by these blood crows. A large number of monsters To besieged and destroyed.

However, these blood crows are not very smart. Experienced spellcasters can deceive or even counter-kill, but if the counter-kill fails, it is best to escape from the ruins quickly, otherwise when the angry blood crow recruits its companions, ten A few golden-ranked blood crows are not something that any adventure team can resist.

But the current adventure team is not an ordinary adventure team. Since they dared to break into the Blood Raven Castle located in the center of the ruins, of course they came prepared. The two legendary experts in the team are the confidence of this adventure team.

A legendary mage shot and easily killed two blood crows, shocking those less intelligent guys, but the goal of this adventure team was not the blood crows, but the blood crow queen sleeping in the castle.

Another legendary barbarian berserker held a pair of wide-bladed swords and slashed at the gate of Bloodraven Castle. Some black warriors shot arrows from the arrow tower above the castle.

But everyone in the adventure team is equipped with powerful mage armor, and the shooters in the adventure team fight back confidently.

Demon-breaking arrows glowing with magical halos constantly pierced through the black warriors on the watchtower, and then a black mist came out from the bodies of these black warriors who were hit to the vital point, and then even the armor scattered and fell, only some flying dust like ashes rise.

boom!
The huge city gate was split open abruptly by the burly and tall barbarian berserkers, and even a gate collapsed backwards.

The black warriors behind the door held snake-shaped spears and kite-shaped long shields, and stepped forward in silence. The black warriors wearing black lock scarves and magic steel helmets could only see a pair of purple-glowing black warriors. Soul Flame.

The "Guardian Warrior of the Principality of Rune" seemed to be a little nostalgic. The gray-bearded legendary mage sighed lightly, then waved his hand to cast a spell, and a dense array of magic missiles shot out.

Although ordinary magic missiles are only low-level spells, the powerful group magic missiles cast by legendary mages have completely different effects, just like the explosive bombardment of a metal storm.

In an instant, hundreds of powerful magic missiles swept across the formation of the black warriors, the shields were broken and the spears were broken, and the armor was broken. Although these black warriors were no longer human, they died again this time .

And the death was very miserable, and at the same time very powerless.

Seeing this, the barbarian berserker who was about to charge up with a sword in front of him turned his head and glared angrily at the mage, then cursed a few words in his native dialect.

The legendary mage just pretended that he couldn't understand the other party's curses, not that he was afraid of the other party, but that there was no need to fight against the barbarians. These rude guys might turn their faces and fight if they didn't agree with each other.

He paid a lot of money to hire the other party, and he didn't want to fight over a few words before he saw the target.

And although that barbarian berserker is reckless, he is not completely brainless. After all, the employer still has to give face, otherwise he wouldn't use his native dialect. If it was someone else, it must be an authentic common language. Good love 'The other party has been talking for a while.

When this adventurous team broke into Blood Raven Castle, in the deepest part of the castle, in a secret room, ripples suddenly appeared in the blood pool that was as calm as a mirror.

Completely different from the plasma in the moat outside the ruins, the blood in this blood pool is exceptionally cool and clean, without even a trace of bloody smell, and it seems to have a sweet smell in it.

The ripples became more and more dense, and the blood water swayed waves of ripples, and a kind of palpitating horror gradually rose, as if some terrible existence in the blood pool was about to revive.

The Blood Raven hovering over the castle seemed to have received some orders, and no longer hovered around, but fell down screaming, as if suicidally rushing towards the adventurers.

The legendary mage in the adventure team couldn't help but frowned and shouted: "Bakar, the Blood Raven Queen should wake up soon, we should hurry up!"

"Hurry up? Okay, no problem! As long as you can keep up!" Bald-headed Bakar replied with a smirk. His iron-blue skin was covered with tattoos, and his exposed muscles were covered with hideous wounds. However, for barbarians For the Berserker, these are meritorious deeds.

Those tattoos contained the power originating from the spirits of the ancestors. Following Bacal's roar, he rushed into the formation of those fearless black warriors with a pair of big swords in his hand. After a storm of sword blades, the ground was left The disabled soldiers broke their armor.

(End of this chapter)