wandering fairy

Shan Tiwu burst into an angry grin: "That's right, you use the traditional t3 ball! A group of useless wretches who can't even fly want to save others? I'll roast you and eat you now!" While waving his hands, several warlocks behind him also uttered spells and prepared to fire scorching rays and freezing rays, and saw clusters of bright red and blue brilliance rising from those hands, and then life-threatening lights flew out at the same time!

Suddenly, a translucent wall like a shadow appeared above Luxor and Kanigan!All the beams that shot over were immediately stopped by the thick wall of the dark curtain.

When the wall of the dark curtain exploded into a dark mist in the violent ice and fire energy, the centaurs in the sky were already shouting in panic: "The celestial wall! The psykers of Naintus come! Go! Let's go, the centaur soldiers below hurry~~"

"Ah!!~~" Before he finished speaking, he heard the centaurs who were destroying the simple wooden camp and slaughtering the terrified sub-giants on the ground not far away, screaming.I saw a huge figure as tall as two people appeared in the crowd of centaurs at some point, raised a two-handed heavy ax the size of a small table, and cut three centaurs in scale armor horizontally on the spot!Immediately, the big ax was spinning like a windmill, the blood wave was blowing up like a tornado, like a bloody typhoon blowing up among the centaurs, everywhere it went was shattered, blood and flesh rained down like rain!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the centaurs at the side immediately spread their hooves and galloped. Before they could run a hundred feet away, the storm of blood waves behind them suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist shining with blue-green psionic brilliance. come over.I saw a cold light flicker in the colorful mist, and the heavy broad-bladed battle ax that seemed to be thundering out of the clouds brought out a dense wave of blood in one stroke-two centaurs were cut into two by the axe!The surviving centaurs were still struggling and screaming in the snow, and one of them even dragged its intestines, trying to get up from the snow to escape!

Then, a burly body as strong as a rhinoceros flew over, crushed his head with a slam, splashed a burst of bright red blood and white paste, and covered the crystal-clear jade-like frozen snow.

Falco received the battle axe, glared aggressively at Shantiu and the others in the sky, and then launched a 'space slide' to teleport himself up.

Trier and Shantiu, who were still in a state of panic, suddenly saw a half-breed who looked like a sub-giant sent out from the side, and their souls flew away. They pulled up together and fled to a higher air. The speed of the escape was amazing. So incomparably, Falco cut through the air with a lightning-fast axe.By the time they turned around and rushed again, the two of them had already flew away in a flash.The psionic warlocks of the dragon-veined ogre in the back shot several elemental rays of different colors from a distance, seeing that their 'protective element' effect was not broken, they stopped chasing them.Instead, it shot out bursts of gorgeous bursting elemental magic balls, and shot out brilliant and beautiful elemental rays, attacking the centaur soldiers on the ground who did not escape.

For a while, the screams sounded again, and the explosion of the smell of burnt meat mixed with various elements floated again, dispersed in the vast wind and snow, with a special charm.

Falco is a psychic warrior. He doesn't have the ability to fly, but he can fly slowly with the help of 'levitation'.After moving to the leader of the emerald dragon ogre, he asked anxiously: "Why kill these useless little minions? Those two just now are the real leaders! Why don't you go after them?"

The emerald dragon-veined ogre with green scales glared at him and scolded: "Why are you so reckless?! The other party obviously used the 'acceleration technique' to fly so fast. Obviously they still have a lot of advanced magic equipment on them, If they are pushed into a hurry, they will definitely use those powerful equipment to fight us. If we are killed or injured, the loss outweighs the gain!"

Falco was surprised.Asked rhetorically: "How can it be said that the gain outweighs the loss? They are the figures in the Metellus tribe second only to the great chief. How can we let them slip away in vain? Isn't our mission to hunt down these important centaurs? Some damage Even sacrifices are inevitable. This is not only our responsibility, but also if we catch a big shot, it will be a great achievement!"

The emerald dragon vein ogre's face turned greener.Slightly dissatisfied, he snorted and said: "If you want to make meritorious service, you will do it yourself. We don't care about it! If you are so reckless like you, you will die one day. It's really not a good habit!"

Falco suddenly burst into anger: You orthodox gem dragon vein ogres are always superior to others.If you want money, you have money, and if you want power, you have power.Naturally, there is no need to make meritorious service.So he held back his anger and said: "This matter is of great importance. If the two of them are allowed to flee without a fight, it will be difficult to explain when they go back. Such an important person keeps them in this world. It will be a disaster sooner or later. It is better to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the weeds."

The emerald dragon vein ogre finally got impatient.He waved his hand and scolded: "You don't need to worry about this matter! I arrange it freely. Besides, if all the centaurs of the Metellus tribe are killed. Then who will come to the Hengscaulus centaurs?! If Si The Kaulus centaur tribe dominates the grassland. When the time comes, the army will be stronger than the Metellus tribe in the past. How do we deal with it? It is precisely to keep them to fight against the Skolus centaur. Falco warrior .Since you don’t understand politics, don’t quarrel. Your bounden duty is to obey orders! I order you now: go and clean up those centaur warriors on the ground. Don’t waste our psychic spells.” The tone was very contemptuous .He didn't take Falko's words seriously.

Falco was suddenly furious.Originally, I wanted to refute, 'What if they don't fight against the Scoulus tribe?Or did they simply surrender to the Scoulus tribe? 'But the other party is his boss after all.In desperation, Falco could only suppress his anger.Turn around and kill the enemy.

After three weeks of trekking.The remaining [-] hermit sub-giants dragged their exhausted bodies and lost their minds.Out of the vast snow-capped mountains.Although the ogres who lead the way with gemstones and dragon veins also have contempt on their faces.But one never asked for food.And never insulted the tribe.It even stated: You can arrange for you to settle in Naintus.But must obey the royal dispatch.

Although Kanigan, the leader, is unwilling to be restrained by other tribes, the current situation is stronger than others. Without the protection of the Naintus Kingdom, maybe one day they will encounter a team of centaurs, and the entire tribe will be wiped out It's over.What's more, after what happened last time, the clan's voice for change is getting louder, especially the young reclusive sub-giant, who has become a 'Luxor Group', pestering the priests of the Gem Dragon God every day to talk about everything. , a look of resentment for seeing each other late, it is estimated that once they arrive in the Naintus country, they will

Abandoning the traditional druid culture, and devoted himself to the arms of the gem dragon god.

He glanced back at the fading snow mountain wind and snow, feeling sad and emotional in his heart: Is the suffering over?Or, is this an era that is about to pass?Tradition is really so humble, what can we do in the future?Is it really time to give up those old things and find a god to believe in?Oh~~ Let them go~~

They walked slowly along the tall and rolling mountains to the plains and hills below. After leaving the snow line, moving emerald green appeared everywhere. It was really green trees swaying gently around their bodies, clear springs ringing around their legs everywhere, and a hundred The birds sing and sing up and down, and the colorful flowers are dotted with green shades.This was supposed to be the time for all the reclusive sub-giants to cheer—finally finding land to grow all kinds of berries, it was time to stop and settle.

But at this moment, no one cheers, no one is greedy.Everyone just glanced listlessly at the originally rich green land, and then began to make calculations either worriedly or secretly excitedly.Respect for tradition has indeed evaporated.

Seeing this scene, Carnigan became more and more distressed, and thought: Forget it, forget it, after the tribe is settled and some gods are introduced to them to believe in, I will live alone in the mountains.What should die will always die, and what should disappear will always disappear.

I can't stop it either.

While weeping, I saw a huge basin surrounded by hills in the distance. It seemed that some humans and 'sub-giants' were working up and down. It seemed that there were about a hundred people, and the momentum was quite large.After continuing to go down the mountain road slowly, they finally came to the edge of this big valley, where some Cyclops banners were being erected, and under the banners were indeed some yellow and emaciated humans working. Rhinos and Cyclops with arms as long as thick columns are here to help!

Under the status of human beings, the same is true in the Bendu Empire.Seeing this scene, Kanigan couldn't help but curiously asked the emerald dragon-veined ogre beside him: "What are you doing in front? Why are humans mixed with Cyclops? I heard that Cyclops in your country also have identities. Moving rocks and sand like humans is like building a dam."

The Emerald Dragon Veined Ogre replied casually: "That's building a reservoir. It was originally built by the Priest, the god of air elements in a village dozens of miles away. Later, the Cyclops tribe also wanted to follow theirs. Reservoirs and canals were built together with them to irrigate their own land. What? The area seems to be several times larger than before! It’s like a big lake. What is that nagging guy in Aililu doing?"

When he said this, Falco and others noticed that the surrounding large hills formed a shape that resembled a basin, and after a rest, a large reservoir with several miles in length and width could be formed!Didn't they just build a small reservoir?

Kanigan and other hermit sub-giants became more curious, and asked: "Who is Pastor Aililu? He seems to be very charismatic?" But the emerald dragon-veined ogre responded vaguely: "It's a bit of a skill." , but I think this guy likes to brag, bragging about some messy 'esoteric' stuff to others all day long, which really confuses a large group of people. Even the Cyclops tribe is messed around by him. But I have seen this guy's The transcripts of the speeches are full of weird concepts, one sentence is said upside down, one moment it is not so, another moment it is so, and the next moment it is both so and not so. It is simply inexplicable and incomprehensible! I Look at his bragging ability is even greater."

Falko had some complaints about this dragon-veined ogre psion, and now he immediately retorted lukewarmly: "I don't think so, he still has some skills. Otherwise, those sturdy storm shamans will be right. He obeyed?! At least his druid secrets are not fake. The storm shaman has really developed various abilities. I heard that the combat power of those elders has more than doubled than before. Now Have the guts to get rid of us and go it alone."

When Kanigan heard the words 'Shaman' and 'Druid Secret Art', he suddenly became a little more energetic, and then heard the Emerald Dragon Veined Ogre sneer: "Isn't it just to transform a spell and lightning into various supernatural elements?" Is the damage effect? ​​People can block it by adding a few more 'protective elements'."

Falco shook his head and said, "That's all there? Have you seen the lightning that still has the effect of power? I heard that the elders of the storm shamans now all have supernatural body protection that 'protects against chaos'. The effect of the mind has no effect on them all! There are also a few mixed races who have learned shaman skills, saying that those elders also have supernatural "protective element" effect body protection, lying in the snow will not freeze, standing in the fire will not burn, You can fly with the dark clouds at will, and the dark clouds are like the 'Advanced Wind Wall Art', if you shoot them casually, they will either be bounced off or deflected. Ordinary archers can't deal with them."

Kanigan hurriedly interjected, "Wait! Isn't 'Protection from Chaos' a priest's divine spell? How can there be supernatural 'Protection from Chaos'? Did they convert to that god?" He was planning a move for the tribe. A powerful god, once he heard that there is a permanent 'protection against chaos' to protect the mind, a permanent 'protection element' and dark clouds to resist long-range spells and blows, and he can fly freely on the clouds, no longer need to be afraid of those flying around The centaur is gone, isn't this the ability we need?

But Falco rushed to say: "I don't believe in gods. They just practiced a kind of 'secret druid' skill, and then soon gained these supernatural powers. I heard that there are still many elders who have practiced magic-like spells." For example, some elder shamans of ogre and wizard blood suddenly possessed spell-like abilities such as scorching ray, frost ray, explosive fire thunder, ice storm, ice wall, etc. Some shaman elders of human blood suddenly possessed advanced false life , Group Healing, Group Casting, Divination and other spell-like abilities; while some cyclops shaman elders have spell-like abilities such as Stone Skin, Group Speed, Group Rage, Group Heroism, Group Insight, Acid Mist, etc. There are offense, defense and assistance, and the overall strength has greatly increased."

Kanigan was so excited that he even stammered a bit: "But~~but~~ a lot of these are divine arts of priests, and some are closer to arcane arts. How could they be skills of druids? Is it a mistake? gone?"

Falco shrugged his shoulders, and said with certainty: "There is absolutely no mistake, it is the skill of the Druids. As for why there are priests' divine spells and mage's arcane spells? Only they know." (unfinished To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in