Unparalleled Beast Soul

Chapter [-] Soul Eater

The armguard extends from the wrist to the elbow, tightly wrapping the forearm of the Semu warrior, and the fit is extremely high, as if it was specially ordered. 【】The entire pair of armguards are dark gold in color, covered with numerous complex rune patterns, with faint brilliance flowing in them.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a lifelike animal head inlaid on the top of the armguards. The lion mane and tiger head, leopard eyes and sword teeth are ferocious, and a pair of red animal eyes emit bloody light, which makes people feel mysterious.

For some reason, Leon felt that the pair of armguards contained extremely terrifying power, which made his soul tremble.

This is suspected to be the ancient sacred weapon of the Banga tribe, a powerful weapon for them to counter a human mercenary group.

"Please answer!"

The color-eyed warrior found that Leon was only staring at his armguard without answering, his expression became difficult, and he asked again with a more serious tone.

The soldiers behind him raised their bows and arrows again, and if Leon made a mistake, he would attack like a storm.

Leon came to his senses immediately, and quickly took out a small scroll from his belt and threw it to the other party.

Semu warrior grabbed it with one hand, gave Leon a suspicious look, and carefully opened the scroll.

This scroll is actually a letter, which was specially written by Gong Ge to Leon. All the characters and symbols of the Semu tribe are used on it. It must contain some code words and codes. Anyway, the Semu warrior took a few glances. After that, his expression eased down.

He put away the scroll and put down his battle axe, and saluted Leon with his right hand on his heart: "Your Excellency, please forgive our salute just now, thank you for coming here to rescue us from the remote wild fortress."

"We have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Those color-eyed fighters in the back also put down their weapons by coincidence, and their faces showed excitement, which was the joy of getting help in a desperate situation.

"My name is Leon, take me to meet your chief first, and discuss the plan to break out!" Leon replied: "Our people are still outside, and there are not many of them. It is the law against the enemy."

"Okay, please come with me!" Semu warrior made an inviting gesture.

The innermost part of the monastery hall is a closed door. After opening the heavy stone door, a tunnel leading to the ground is immediately revealed, and two Semu warriors are guarding below.

They all carried something like kindling in their hands, and the light of the flame was enough to illuminate the long underground passage.

Leon followed the Semu warrior down the stone steps. The other Semu warriors did not follow but continued to guard the door. They were obviously guarding the gate to resist the human mercenaries, and the hall was the battlefield.

After walking down dozens of steps, the front suddenly opened up, and an underground space of a hundred feet square appeared in front of Leon's eyes.

This place should have been a place for worship in the ancient Ming monastery. The gray altar in the middle is as high as a person, and the reliefs on the surface are admirable.

On the surrounding walls, there are more and more exquisite sculptures, and a circular lamp post stands at a certain distance, and the burning flame at the top illuminates the entire underground space like daylight.

Hundreds of Semu people surrounded the altar, or sat on the ground or fell asleep on the ground, most of them were young people and children, but all of them looked haggard and their eyes were godlike, and some were even dying when they went up.

The air in the secret room was very turbid and unpleasant, and the smell of blood and rot was intertwined to make people sick. Leon noticed that some people were wrapped in blood-stained sackcloth, and there were a few children leaning against their mother's arms. land.

During the period of siege by the human mercenary group, the situation of the Banga tribe was undoubtedly extremely difficult.

The color-eyed warrior brought Leon to the side of the altar. A skinny old man in a gray linen suit was sitting cross-legged on a blanket with his eyes closed. corpse.

"Master Chief, our reinforcements have arrived. This is Lord Leon, the Behemoth warrior from the wild fortress!" Semu warrior said excitedly: "He brought back Lord Gongge's letter, and I confirm that there is no problem!"

Chief Semu is the supreme leader of the tribe. He is not the strongest warrior of the tribe, but a wizard-like existence. Although he does not have the ability of a wizard, he has the ability to pass on knowledge, heal injuries, and guide the tribe to avoid evil and seek good fortune.

Among the Semu tribe, the chiefs are the most respected elders.

The old man sitting on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam flashed in his brown eyes, he looked at Leon with some surprise, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Beamon warrior who came from afar, I am Mohan, the chief of the Banga tribe." His voice was low and hoarse, but his common language was much more proficient than that of the Semu warrior: "We have been waiting for your arrival, Please, I can't stand up to welcome you, please sit down!"

At this time, Leon noticed that his legs were completely broken from below the ankles, and he lost the ability to walk and stand.

Leon nodded and sat down in front of the other party.

The chief of the Banga tribe was quite weak, but he insisted on straightening his waist, carefully finished the scroll handwritten by Gongo, and asked Leon a few questions to confirm that the appearance of Leon was not a servant of the human race. Corps tricks.

For his caution, Leon was not at all unhappy.

Through the conversation with Mohan, Leon learned that the Banga tribe had been trapped here for more than a week. When they were attacked by human mercenaries and forced to retreat into the monastery, it was entirely because of the sacrifices of the tribe's soldiers. The special environmental dishes of the upper monastery withstood the opponent's offensive.

But to this day, the Banga tribe has almost reached the point of desperation. There are less than 40 tribesmen with more than [-] casualties. Most of the tribe’s food supplies are discarded when they retreat. Up to now, only the soldiers guarding the gate can get a little food. , everyone else is starving.

What's more troublesome is that their last sip of water was consumed two days ago. If the hunger is bearable, the thirst will be fatal.

Leon's eyes could not help but fell on a woman with eyes and eyes next to her. She lowered her head and helped her child. The little boy who was only a few years old tightly grasped his mother's skirt with both hands, and moved his dry lips, I can't even speak the words I want.

Such a scene would move even a hard-hearted person, and Leon felt that a part of his heart was touched.

Reaching into the rucksack, Leon took out the water bag and dry food and handed them to the Semu soldiers: "Give it to the children!"

He didn't put these in his rucksack originally, but Leon has a space ring, so it's very convenient to store and take out some things.

The Semu warrior silently took the water bag and food, and began to distribute them to the weak children. Each of them took a sip to quench their thirst.

"Chief Mohan, I don't know if Mr. Gongo told you about our plan..." Leon said to Mohan, "The number of our team is far from that of the enemy, and we can only rely on surprise to win."

"Gongo told me in the letter..." Mohan nodded, but there was a trace of embarrassment on his face: "But there may be a problem here."

"What's the problem?" Leon was a little displeased.

At this time, is it still necessary to hold on to this ancient sacred artifact? You must know that Gong Ge agreed to use it as a reward for giving the sacred blade.

If not, why would the Sacred Blade team take such a big risk to rescue the Banga Tribe.

"Please don't get me wrong..." Mohan smiled wryly, "Your Excellency Leon, it's not that I don't want to part with this pair of Soul Devouring Armguards, but that the price of using them is too high!"

Soul Devouring Armguard!Leon heard the name of this ancient sacred artifact for the first time, but the meaning in Mohan's words made him startled: "The price? What kind of price?"

Mohan raised his hand, pointed to the Semu warrior who was distributing dry food, and said, "Did you know? Before dawn tomorrow at the latest, he will lose his own life. This is the price of wearing the Soul Devouring Arm!"

"This secret was known only to the chiefs of the tribe, and Gongo didn't know it. If it wasn't the most dangerous moment, I would never have given it to the soldiers to use."

The voice of the chief of the Banga tribe carried Bi's desolation and guilt.

It turns out that this pair of soul-devouring armguards is a special magic weapon. Ordinary people can gain powerful power after wearing them, but this power comes at the cost of sacrificing souls and blood.

Once the user's soul power and blood are exhausted, the armguard will fall off automatically, and the user will dry up and die.

During the seven or eight days of standing here, a total of ten of the bravest tribal fighters gave their lives, and it took less than a day for each of them to wear armguards.

magic weapon!It was the first time Leon heard of such a wicked equipment, and he couldn't help but gasped, and understood why Mohan felt embarrassed.

"Your Excellency Leon, you are a strong man with strength, maybe you can last longer than our fighters, but..."

"I understand!" Leon interrupted Mohan, with a wry smile on his lips: "If I want to use it, it may cost my life!"

"Then can I use it for a while and take it off after killing all the enemies outside?" He asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Mohan's answer directly poured a basin of ice water: "If you can't take it off, at least our soldiers can't, unless you cut off your arms."

I rely on!Leon's heart sank for a while, this time he was really trapped in a cocoon, and was harmed by that hateful Semuren.

If he had known that this so-called ancient sacred artifact was so evil, Ordeniz might not have considered it at all, but it is too late to say anything now.

Leon didn't think he would be able to sneak out safely, the Sacred Blade team was still waiting for him to take action outside!

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