Unparalleled Beast Soul

Chapter 32 is here, don't even try to run away!

The steward shrank back immediately. Although the green goblins on the wall looked ridiculous like dwarves, the bows and arrows in their hands were not vegetarian. 【】

The Nian warrior was not surprised, he held the rein and raised his head and asked loudly, "We are the caravan of the Yuanwang Merchant Group, and we are here to complete the transaction today. Where is your leader, Lord Sawu?"

Those who are not of our race must have different hearts, and the relationship between the four tribes in the mainland is indifferent or even hostile. Nian warriors and slave-trafficking teams have traveled to and from the goblin tribe many times, and they understand that the goblins are wary of themselves and others.

Squeak!

As soon as his words fell, the tall gate of the village slowly opened with a tooth-piercing friction sound, and a heavily armed hobgoblin warrior came over.

"Master Sau is holding a tribal meeting to celebrate the victory just won today, come with me!"

The goblin warrior said in a rough voice, then turned around and left.

Both the Nian Samurai and Krystal heard the noise coming from the valley, mixed with the beating of leather drums faintly, and there was no one inside when they entered through the gate.

Seeing such a situation, the only doubt in the warrior's heart disappeared, and he immediately drove his mount into the camp.

Krystal didn't dare to lag behind, and was secretly ashamed of his timidity just now, so he hurriedly puffed up his chest to catch up with the senior warrior, fearing that he would be looked down upon by half a step behind.

Other warriors also followed, only the young mage frowned, slowed down and retreated quietly.

At this time, no one paid attention to the mage, and the guards behind led the gray camel team to file through the gate of the village.

The look of surprise in the eyes of the young warrior who was walking in front became more and more intense. This goblin tribe is completely different from the scene he arrived two months ago.

The tribal camp used to be a dirty and smelly slum, but now it is a clean and tidy valley town. This change is too great!

Could it be that an elf came and took over the Oz tribe?The young samurai couldn't help guessing.

The elves claim to be noble and elegant, and they like all kinds of beautiful things. If an elf is sent to the green field tribe, it is not surprising that under its authority, the camp will be greatly changed.

boom!

When the Nian warrior was secretly speculating, there was a sudden bang from below, and his body fell suddenly, and it turned out that he and his mount fell into the big pit together!

Just after half of the slave trade team passed through the gate of the village, without any warning, the ground in front of it, which was tens of feet square, suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep dark pit.

Kristol, two warriors, more than a dozen escort soldiers including the guide, and nearly ten gray camels all fell into it when they were caught off guard.

"Help!"

Shouts of exclamation, screams, screams of gray camels, and the sound of sharp objects piercing through muscles intertwined. Under the huge pit more than ten feet deep, densely packed sharp piles were erected.

The falling gray camel and some soldiers died tragically on the spot!

After all, the young samurai is an experienced strong man. The moment the gray hunchback under his crotch was pierced by a wooden stake, he let out a low cry and suddenly exerted his strength, jumping up and straight to the ground.

As long as he returned to the ground, with his fighting spirit and combat skills, even if he couldn't rescue the caravan, he was very sure of breaking through the encirclement and escaping.

But the next moment, he was completely in despair.

"Smash!"

More than a dozen boulders smashed down heavily, almost completely sealing the entire hole!

No matter how powerful the young warrior is, unless he has reached the realm of fighting spirit and armor, he will be helpless in the face of this huge boulder falling down on his head.

Before he could jump three feet high, he was smashed down by a huge boulder weighing over a thousand pounds. His bones were broken on the spot and he died immediately!

Poor young samurai has achieved fighting spirit. He has experienced many dangers with the slave trade team for more than ten years. He belongs to the role of single-handedly fighting against the first and second level monsters, but this time he didn't even see the enemy's face. , He died in the trap in a daze.

A heap of boulders fell, and all those who fell into the pit and survived the stakes died.

In an instant, the originally strong slave trade team lost most of its combat power, and the guards who did not fall into the big pit were all stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Kill them all and leave none of them!"

On the top of the stone wall, dozens of bear hammers with battle axes appeared at the same time, and threw their spears at the bewildered guards below!

"what!"

More than a dozen guard soldiers were nailed to the ground in unison!

After a long day of trekking, the members of the slave trade team were tired and hungry. When they entered the valley, they only wanted to find a clean place to rest and have a good dinner.

No one thought that what greeted them was a death trap, and the unsuspecting guards didn't even draw their weapons, so what could they do to resist the surprise attack of the wolves and tigers.

Leon, the mastermind who laid the trap, appeared behind the gate of the village. Looking at the remaining guards who had completely collapsed, he raised his battle ax with a smirk.

My tomahawk is already hungry and thirsty!

Puff!Puff!

The two guard soldiers were directly cut off and turned over in different parts of the ground, blood sprayed all over the ground.

Leon stomped over their corpses and rushed forward. Instead of taking care of the few fleeing enemies, he aimed at the magician as the last threat.

Before entering the valley, the magician Aklan sensed something was wrong, and out of instinctive caution, he fell behind.

When the team in front fell into the big pit, his first reaction was to say a spell, and immediately turned the rein to try to steer the gray camel away.

But the bear hammers that appeared on the stone wall did not ignore the mage, and three sharp spears shot at him at the same time.

A shuttle gun hit the mage's back, but was fired by the white light that suddenly appeared on his body, while the other two shuttle guns penetrated the gray hunchback's body.

The gray camel wailed and fell to the ground with the magician.

The magician's reaction was pretty good. Taking advantage of the situation, he rolled to the ground without being suppressed, and jumped up hastily while holding the staff tightly.

At this time, Leon was rushing over from the gate of the village with a bloody battle ax in his hands, only less than twenty steps away from him.

The young mage realized that he couldn't escape, he gritted his teeth and raised his staff, chanting a spell quickly, and pointed his right palm straight at Leon.

An orange fireball appeared out of nowhere in the mage's palm, and expanded rapidly!

magic!Leon was taken aback immediately, and the pace of charging couldn't help but froze slightly.

This was the first time he had seen a mage cast a spell, and the fireball in the mage's palm gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

His intuition told Leon that if he charged straight towards the mage, the ball of fire would fly over and blast him into a ball of fire, even if his body was made of steel and iron, it would be difficult to withstand the power of the flames.

He immediately dodged to one side, bent down and approached his opponent in a "zigzag" shape.

Leon didn't know whether this method of avoiding bullets was also effective for magicians, but he knew that if he didn't get rid of this magician quickly, he might be in big trouble.

Seeing Leon walking forward, Aklan's face immediately changed. His fireball technique can't turn, and the opponent's reaction just aimed at the weakness of the spell.

The mage retreated tightly, gritted his teeth and prepared to blast out the fireball first regardless of 21, and then the fireball formed, and it was only a futile consumption of magic power to maintain it.

call!

The huge fireball flew towards Leon at an astonishing speed, but it didn't hit Leon directly, but hit the ground only two or three feet away from him.

red!

The fireball exploded, blasting a large crater on the ground, and countless fire spots mixed with mud splattered everywhere.

A lot of fire spots splashed on Leon's body.

Leon only felt as if he had been scalded by a branding iron in several places at the same time, the burning pain, probably the skin was burned through!

Magic is really powerful!Leon gritted his teeth, not only did not stop, but accelerated forward.

Aklan's face changed again and again, and with a wave of his right hand, a circle of fire beads appeared around his palm, spinning around like a ball.

"disperse!"

An old voice suddenly sounded, followed by a wave of force, driving away all the magic elements around the mage in an instant.

And the circle of fire beads in front of his palm turned into thousands of fire points with a "boo", and disappeared in an instant!

Shaman!Magic Dispelled!

The young magician smiled wryly.

Leon heard the voice from Elder Monstein, and at the same time witnessed the process of the opponent's spell dissipating. Of course, he did not miss this best opportunity and pounced on it.

All spellcasters are afraid of being approached by the enemy for close combat. The more advanced the spell, the more time it takes to prepare!

Leon remembered all the combat knowledge taught by Elder Monstein clearly. He didn't intend to give his opponent another chance to cast spells. If he fell to the ground with one axe, what other tricks could he have.

However, the magician did not give him this chance.

"I surrender!"

Before the battle ax approached, the magician decisively dropped the staff in his hand, opened his arms and closed his eyes.

surrender?Do you think it will be all right?

Leon sneered, and swung the tomahawk down as usual, what is there to talk about with a slave trader's accomplice?

"Ray, don't kill him!"

Elder Monstein's voice sounded again, and the battle ax suddenly stopped.

The sharp ax blade was less than half an inch away from the mage's fragile neck, and the fierce blade energy cut a small wound on his skin, and the dark red blood slowly oozes out.

Aklan slowly opened his eyes, holding the tomahawk attached to his neck, a smile that was harder than crying appeared on his handsome face.

"Could it be, do I have any deep hatred with you?"

"A slave trader, or a little boy, who will he kill if he doesn't kill you?"

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