Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 773 God's figure? (3)
Be the first to attack!Jess opened his mouth slightly. Although he didn't hear any sound coming out of his mouth, the members of the ghost wolf mercenary group who had been standing solemnly in the field suddenly rushed towards the gate of the city lord's mansion.

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die!" Although Stuka had seen the silent and orderly standing posture of the members of the ghost wolf just now, he knew that this was a group of well-trained elite teams, but the number of people in this group was too small. There are only more than 50 people, but there are more than 200 people on my side, and they are still coming in a steady stream.

This time, I brought the entire new recruits, a total of 5000 people. Stuka is very confident now. If he doesn't believe that they can really run away, he waved his hand and said, "Kill them! Don't let them go!" Those women!"

So, in an instant, the two sides handed over...

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But at this time, Lao Zhu, who was lying on the altar of the barbarian's mad god, felt a little inexplicable.

It wasn't until this time that Lao Zhu knew that the dry old man priest in front of him with battle patterns painted on his face turned out to be such a powerful person, and the aura emanating from him was completely inconsistent with his appearance. He was able to complete such a huge ceremony by himself!

Following the roaring and roaring incantations of the high priest, countless rays of light appeared on the incomparably abstract patterns on the altar, and the rays of light were so soft that Lao Zhu felt a kind of Hazy drowsiness.

Knowing that the old man probably didn't want to harm himself, but Lao Zhu still felt that he had a good heart, so under his strong will, there was still a sliver of sobriety left in that hazy sleepiness.

In a trance, Lao Zhu once again had hallucinations in front of his eyes. He saw countless abstract battle patterns dangling in front of his eyes. These battle patterns sometimes turned into strange monsters, and sometimes turned into lightning and thunder. of natural phenomena.

Old Zhu understood that this was the meaning contained in the battle patterns. It seemed that what the high priest said was true. These battle patterns could bring barbarians the ability they represented.

These battle patterns flashed past Lao Zhu's eyes, and they didn't stay for long. One was like this, and countless others were like this. At the beginning, Lao Zhu looked at it with some interest, but later it became a little boring. Could it be that these battle patterns don't stay In front of my own eyes, will it continue like this?Dog days!How long will this ceremony last?

Old Zhu was sleepy here, but the high priest who presided over the ceremony was sweating profusely. He had presided over such a ceremony before, but it had never been so long. Those barbarians lying on the altar were mostly In the blink of an eye, he was endowed with the ability by the randomly drawn war pattern. Why has this kid been silent for a long time now?

The high priest thought with some unease in his heart: "Is this guy really not a barbarian? No, no! The pair of eyes on his back are indeed exactly the same as the battle patterns of our barbarians, and there is absolutely no mistake!"

(End of this chapter)