I am a god in another world

In the absence of magic, this perception is correct.

But there is magic in Faerun, and the knight naturally has his own exclusive abilities. He can sign animal companions like a paladin and bless them with professional levels. Not only can his mounts gain more life dice, but also different special abilities can be opened as the professional level increases. Most importantly, intelligence will also increase. If they can become the mounts of legendary knights, even a group of ordinary wild horses will directly open up intelligence that is not inferior to that of adults, just like using enlightenment.

A powerful mount with wisdom and proficiency in coordination can play an auxiliary role in war. Only those who have experienced it personally on the battlefield can know the difference. Those intelligent mounts will automatically dodge, judge speed and distance in advance, and even some can formulate some tactics and judge the war situation. The knight only needs to focus on fighting.

Although the Crown Princess was not a knight, the Half Moon Horse she was riding was more powerful than the mounts of the Legendary Knights, both in terms of intelligence and special abilities. The forest was her main battlefield, and she took Tynarasta to shuttle freely, not just running on land, stepping on trees, half running and half flying, or flying directly. The changes could be said to be extremely varied, and those Mala believers had few chances to even touch one person and one horse.

On the contrary, the Crown Princess's attack was extremely deadly. As long as the place was swept by her long sword, even if it did not break on the spot, it would leave deep scars that could reach the bone, and the blood would flow continuously, which was extremely difficult to heal. Her magic long sword had a special effect of bleeding.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Several angry roars sounded, both swearing their sovereignty and informing them of their entry.

Those were three giant werewolves, taller and stronger than Gavin after he became giant, at least four meters, with various wild colors painted on their bodies, and huge animal claws on their hands, emitting a metallic luster.

Just like every herd has its own leader, the Mala followers are no exception. This leader must be the most powerful and cunning in the herd. They have been blessed by the hunting god Mala and have been honored as hunting lords. The claws in their hands are called the claws of the true god or the claws of Mala. They are all made of fine gold alloy. At the same time, they have been blessed by Mala in the sacrifice ceremony and have a series of special abilities.

For example, it can make the injured person, as if bitten by a beastman, infected with severe beast disease, without a long incubation of dozens of days or even a month, it only takes a few hours to complete the transformation. If it is on a full moon night, it only takes a few minutes.

For example, it can be integrated into the user's body and appear or disappear according to his personal will.

Another example is that it has a terrifying piercing ability that can overcome most of the damage reduction, regardless of whether it meets the corresponding special characteristics.

The simultaneous appearance of three hunting lords shows that this is not a single action of a herd of Mala followers, but a joint hunt of three groups.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Wherever the three hunting lords passed, blood was splattered. Their path forward was one of killing. Not only were those Mala believers who showed cowardice killed on the spot, but those who had emotional breakdowns were also keenly spotted by them. They sent them to see their main god without hesitation to atone for their sins.

"We are the beasts, and the beasts are us. We are predators. Everything in the world is our prey. The weak will become prey, and the strong can enjoy everything."

"Release your bloodthirsty and hunting nature, don't let useless fear dominate you, hunt like a wolf pack, some sacrifices are necessary, this is for the benefit of the entire wolf pack, give your life, you will be the most noble warriors."

"In everything, wildness and strong emotions are better than reason and careful consideration. If you want to survive and gain dominance, then forget death and fear, tear open the enemy's throat with claws and teeth, taste their blood, and they will become your powerful stepping stones."

The three hunting lords killed while shouting the barbaric doctrine of the beast lord Mala.

It is not known whether their killing played a deterrent role or Mala's doctrine played a stimulating role on these Mala believers. All beasts and non-beast believers all shouted wildly, and the morale that had collapsed immediately returned to its peak state.

This is the projection of Mala's kingdom. Everything about him will be strengthened to a certain extent, especially the faith.

They are already in Mala's kingdom. Even if they die, they will just stay here forever and enjoy the endless pleasure brought by hunting. What should they be afraid of?

All Mala believers changed their original hunting guerrilla tactics and rushed out of the dense forest like a tide, launching a comprehensive attack on Gavin and the Crown Princess.

This attack is three-dimensional in nature. Many attacks are from top to bottom - tall trees are their hiding places and their leverage points for attack.

Faced with this fearless siege, let alone the Crown Princess, even Gavin was a little flustered. All that echoed in his ears was the sound of the claws of the beasts hitting the battle armor.

Two fists cannot beat four hands.

Although Gavin had four hands, he could not withstand the greater number of enemies, especially those Mala believers who had completely given up on life and death. Even if they did not cause any harm to Gavin, they would restrict one of his arms, making it extremely difficult for him to dodge. If it were not for the powerful enough combat armor, he would have been torn to pieces in just a few rounds.

"Run! Run forward, don't stop, run forward." Gavin shouted at the Crown Princess.

His killing speed did not slow down at all. He turned the Death Roar and put the muzzle of the gun against the head of the forest tiger that was biting the right plundering destruction arm tightly and pulled the trigger. Not only did it blow its head into a rotten watermelon, but the bullet also landed on the plundering destruction arm, making a huge clanging sound.

The War Predator was reduced by one model, from dual holding to single holding, and was thrown out directly as a throwing weapon.

The process can be said to be devastating. Even if it was reduced by one model, it was still a large weapon with a terrifying weight of one ton. It directly blew away two werewolves along the way and smashed them on a brown bear.

Gavin lowered his body, not retreating but advancing, rushing forward with a violent attitude, and directly crashed into the arms of the hunting leader in front of him. The Crown Shield was raised high to ensure that the distance between the two sides would not be too close. The plundering and destroying arms faced the waist and abdomen of the hunting leader, and it was a series of punches. With a strength of up to 31 points and a super large body, the force of each punch was measured in ten tons. Such a punch was like a cannon that fired solid iron balls, hitting the belly and firing directly.

It was no longer as simple as the reverberation of flesh waves, but the entire waist and abdomen were directly deformed, making a terrifying cracking sound.

Ouch!

This hunting leader was also a cruel person. After such a terrifying blow, he not only did not retreat, but instead pressed down with his size advantage, changing from raking claws to grappling, and a pair of real beast claws firmly inserted into Gavin's back, hugging him tightly, compressing the space between the two sides, leaving no room for the plundering and destroying arms to continue punching.

Of the other two hunting leaders, one rushed towards Gavin from the side, while the other abandoned Gavin and rushed towards the War Predator who had already fallen to the ground.

Even a fool could see that this weapon was extraordinary. Even if it was not a divine weapon, it was an authentic sub-divine weapon. Half of Gavin's combat power was on this weapon. If this weapon was seized, his strength would be greatly reduced.

When the Crown Princess heard Gavin's call, she did not foolishly shout, "I'll stay to help," but let the Half Moon Pony carry her and run away wildly, but her beautiful eyes could not help but fall on the tall figure who was fighting.

When the Lady of Strategy was in the God Ascension War, she knew that Gavin's melee ability was very strong, even not inferior to a legendary warrior, but she didn't expect it to be so strong. Many of his abilities have reached an inhuman level. This is not as simple as not inferior to a legendary warrior, but has the strength to kill legendary warriors. Although a large part of his combat power is accumulated by artifacts, the fact that he can obtain so many artifacts is a symbol of strength.

If it is just a challenge beyond the level, it is not surprising. The problem is that the opponent is a spiritualist who is a psychic and a mage. When his professional level rises, he will become an absolute hexagonal all-round warrior. He will not use his strengths to challenge others' shortcomings, but crush them in all aspects.

When seeing Gavin throw out the War Raider, Tynarasta was shocked. How could such a smart man make such a stupid decision? A powerful main battle weapon is half of a warrior's life. He would rather take two more knives than let it slip out of his hand. How can he throw it out actively?

Especially when she saw the giant werewolf rushing towards the War Reaver, Tynarasta's heart was in her throat. This kind of powerful magic weapon usually takes a long time to synchronize. There is no need to worry. Once the opponent gets it, it will become their combat power, but it will be difficult to take it back.

"Come back!"

The next second, the Crown Princess knew that her worry was unnecessary.

With Gavin's loud shout, the War Reaver grew a size like a puff of air, reaching a super large size, and suddenly bounced up from the ground, flying back to him at a speed faster than throwing it out.

The hunting leader who tried to pick up the hammer was the first to be hit and directly became the target of the War Reaver.

Although it happened suddenly, the fact that this giant werewolf could stand out from the many Mala followers and become a hunting leader was a proof of strength, not to mention that he was blessed by Mala himself, at least possessing quasi-legendary strength, and his combat experience was terrifyingly rich. He turned around suddenly, not only avoiding the attack of the War Predator, but also stretched out his claws at lightning speed, and actually grasped the handle of the War Predator's hammer.

Ahhh...

The hunting leader adjusted his body shape, pushed his feet against the ground, and the muscles of his arms bulged high, trying to take the War Predator down by force.

But he underestimated the connection between the War Predator and Gavin. There was a terrifying and irresistible force dragging the War Predator to find its master. The hunting leader only barely slowed down the speed of the War Predator's return flight, but there was no way to stop it.

This is definitely not the whirlwind in the enchanted weapon.

The whirlwind will not take so long to take effect, nor will it have such great power. A little external force can interrupt it.

This is the artifact's master-seeking ability that comes from the law level, and it only appears on high-level artifacts.

This damn hammer is not an artifact, but a high-level artifact.

In Faerun, every high-level artifact has a name, so why have I never heard of this weapon? Which god made it? And why was it made?

Even a mortal holding a high-level artifact will have the ability to kill the incarnation of the gods, not to mention a mortal covered with artifacts.

"Let him go, let him go quickly! Otherwise you will die!" The hunting lord who was trying to slow down the flying speed of the war predator reminded his companions loudly.

At this moment, even a fool would know that the other party throwing out the war predator was not a stupid act, but a combat tactic, making full use of the information gap between the two sides to cause the greatest possible damage to them. After all, no one would guard against a weapon that has been thrown out.

The hunting leader who was holding Gavin, even without the reminder of his companions, found that something was wrong, because the enemy no longer tried to bombard him with the extra iron arms, but instead held him tightly, ignoring the attack of the other hunting leader, even if the real beast claw in his hand had a certain probability of piercing the damage reduction of his battle armor, leaving terrible claw marks on him, but he didn't care, just madly competing with himself, pushing himself back again and again.

The hunting leader who was fighting with Gavin at close range clearly felt that the opponent's strong melee ability was not simply relying on luxurious equipment, but also had rich fighting skills. It seemed that he had grabbed the opponent. In fact, the moment the two approached, the opponent pressed his lower body very low, and the shield was even between the two. When the opponent hugged him around the waist, he actually lifted him up halfway.

Even if he had more power than the opponent, he couldn't break free for a while, let alone fight.

They didn't have that much time at all. The War Predator flew back at supersonic speed. Even if it was delayed, it only gained less than 0.1 second.

The super-large adamantium coffin hammer hit the back of the hunting leader who was hugging Gavin.

As for how strong the power was, there was no way to judge.

The entire back of the hunting leader was completely concave, and even Gavin, who was grappling with him, was affected and was directly blown back and turned into a rolling gourd.

The giant werewolf showed great vitality. Even so, it was not completely dead. Not only was it still breathing, but its arms were still strong. It pushed its true beast claws deep into Gavin's back, as if it would not let Gavin have an easy time even if it died. It wanted to hang on him and become an obstacle to his battle.

These senior Mala believers were evil, but their tenacious fighting will made people admire them.

Admiration did not mean that Gavin would be merciful. The plundering arm (left arm) that plundered and destroyed the arms burned, wrapped in blood-red flames, and the four fingers were put together, turning into a hand knife, directly inserted deeply into the giant werewolf's body from the wound on the back, and grasped his thick spine.

The plundering arm was activated.

The four arms exerted force at the same time, either pushing outward, tearing outward, or pulling outward.

This hunting leader, whose will was stronger than steel and whose entire back was crushed by the War Predator's hammer, could not help but scream at this moment. Gavin was not only trying to pull out his spine, but also to plunder the essence of his body. What was inserted into his body was not an arm, but a greedy monster's mouth.

Swish!

Under the strange power of the plundering and destroying arms, the hunting leader's spine was pulled out of half, and he suddenly became soft and weak. The vitality quickly faded from his eyes. No matter how tenacious his vitality was, he could not withstand such torment.

On the contrary, Gavin was like taking a tonic pill. The scratched wound on his back recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his vitality was restored to its peak state on the spot.

This was the power of the plundering arm, a special ability of the plundering and destroying arms, which directly plundered one-fifth of the remaining life of the hunting leader.

The power from the God of Plunder and Destruction is far more than that. As this blood energy is infused into his body, Gavin feels that it is not only his vitality that has changed, but also his hearing and smell have been greatly improved to an astonishing degree.

Wolf's Smell (Special Ability)-You have a wolf's keen sense of smell and hearing. You are particularly sensitive to blood and can track short distances based on the smell. You have an advantage when performing smell and hearing (perception) identification. You can suppress the effectiveness of this ability with your mind.

The plunderer Garagos was a powerful god in the past. His plunder and destruction priesthood is indeed unique, especially this plundering ability, which is simply an unreasonable evildoer.

Wolf's Smell, this is no longer a special ability. This is an innate sensory ability, which was plundered and stripped away by the plundering arm and transferred to himself.

Although this ability is not that powerful or unique, a three-ring Eagle Eyes or Clairaudience can also achieve similar effects. If you want, you can even use Magic Permanence to spend 1,500 experience points to permanently enchant Eagle Eyes and Clairaudience (respectively) on yourself.

The key is that this forced plundering method is free of consumption and free of charge, with no harm. If this ability is used well, hundreds of BUFFs can be stacked on yourself, turning yourself into a bug-like existence.