Transcendent Noble

Sasan Empire war beast The cavalry withdrew from the Barreto Valley, merged with the main cavalry, and retreated slowly to the west.

The khan of the white tail section tribe saw the human head picked on the lance by the humans, and immediately divided his troops into two groups, one "gift" the human army out of the country, and the other rushed. Going to "retain" the black-hoofed centaur in transit.

The black hoof tribe is known for its numerous females and strong cubs in the wilderness. Since they have now lost their leader, the white tail section clan must not let them go. The young and strong males of the white-tailed centaur were all dispatched. Under the mobilization of the tribal leader, they happily went to intercept the black-hoofed centaur.

White-tailed Khan even began to imagine the scene of riding Orogar's beautiful wife and concubine under him. But it didn't expect that soon after he left, there was a riot in the tribal camp.

"sou" "sou" "sou"

Arrows shot into an animal hide tent like migratory locusts. Hundreds of centaurs ran around the tent without interruption. shooting. They are agile, have a slender body, and have relatively soft facial lines. They are all adult female centaurs in the white tail section race.

Even female centaurs have an average weight of over 900 pounds, and their strength and physical abilities are far superior to small and medium-sized intelligent creatures such as jackals. Under their continuous blows, the battered animal hide tent finally collapsed, raising a cloud of smoke and dust. The centaur stopped shooting, and a group of stubby bear-headed goblins immediately stepped on their short legs, screamed, and rushed towards the collapsed tent.

With a loud noise, the animal skins were torn, the logs flew across, and a tall, deformed silhouette appeared in the ruins of the tent. It is 2.6 meters tall, hairless, and its burly body bears the head of a jackal. It looks extremely uncoordinated. It is like a monster made up of the corpses of a jackal and an ogre. There is a terrifying unreality. feel. The knotted muscles squeezed through the shriveled skin, showing a lifeless and miserable white. The two dark red spots in its eye sockets were the only color of its whole body, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

It uses giant claws to tear apart strong brainless bear goblins, just like slaughtering a group of weak herbivores. Sweeping its gaze, the female centaur and the jackal slave who fell behind had numb scalps and shrank back. The difference is that the female centaurs are terrified, while the wolves’ horrified gaze carries imperceptible scrutiny and excitement, and they secretly communicate with their eyes, which is obviously vicious.

Under the arrow rain, the monster tore the last bear-head goblin that dared to attack it in two, and the female centaur finally gave up the attack and prepared to escape. At this time, the monster picked up the corpse of a centaur cub from the ruins and bit it fiercely.

The eyes of the female centaurs turned red in an instant. They drew out their heavy spears, yelled, and launched a swarm charge towards the monster. The spear that was enough to penetrate the red bison shot at the monster, just like hitting the savage skin of the Ogre Warlord, and was directly flew by the pale knotted muscles, without leaving any wounds on it. The female centaurs immediately dispersed, formed a circular shooting formation, and shot heavy arrows around the monster.

Charge throwing spears has no effect on monsters, and the heavy arrows of female centaur have no effect. However, this circular staggered shooting can cover each other and limit the monster's range of movement, lest it continue to kill the cubs and weaker members of the tribe.

The female centaur made up her mind, delaying time first, waiting for the warriors of the tribe to come back, and then tidy up this terrifying monster.

However, the monster was not prepared to entangle with the female centaur. The muscles of the legs bulged high, and the ground broke into a cobweb shape under its feet. The strong and twisted body was like a cannonball, and the breakthrough centaur was surrounded by a ring.

Several females were caught off guard. The tendons hit by the monster broke and broke, and fell to the ground with horrible hissing. The rest of the females wanted to catch up with the monster, but they were suddenly attacked by the sneak attack from the jackal slave.

These cunning, bloodthirsty orcs took the opportunity to launch a rebellion and fiercely attacked other races in the camp. The female centaurs were furious and frantically used spears and heavy arrows to greet the rebel slaves.

Undifferentiated killing and suppression caused chaos throughout the camp. At this time, whoever it was, whether it was willing or not, was forced to rise up. Centaurs, goblins, jackals, and kobolds bit each other and smashed into a ball.

"monster" killed a few wolves who had flattered themselves, and the shadow speaker who possessed them became more anxious. This body carries too much Centaur Bloodline Power, and it will collapse soon, but he has not found a suitable Centaur until now to inherit the Bloodline Power of Orogar and complete the blessing ceremony of the Mother of the Earth.

The research data of the Chosen One Council shows that when any race encounters a disaster, there will always be many "heroes" in the race. They grow up in adversity and take on the mission of saving the race from danger. Behind this phenomenon is actually closely related to the will of the Ancestral God Founder of the ethnic group. Tracing its essence can be regarded as the self-correction of fate.

Man-made forces change the direction of destiny, and destiny will always rebound in many forms. The church used big prophecy to deal with the threat of the black-hoofed centaur, and it did not touch the safety of the entire centaur, and naturally it would not have an unpredictable impact.

According to the normal correction of the power of destiny, the decline of Blackhoof will lead to the prosperity of several other centaur tribes.

However, the divided centaur tribe does not pose a threat to the Sasan Empire or even the entire human kingdom.

What the Speaker of the Shadow has to do is to correct the power of destiny naturally and point it to a specific "hero", so that a new great khan will appear in the horse tribe. Only in this way can he achieve his goals.

Shadow Council sheltered in the church court, obscured like a gutter rat, unknown to the world. Seeing that the human kingdom is about to turn back and forth, if the Shadow Council does nothing on the stage of the new era of surging forward with great momentum, it will not be blessed by fate and will only end in the end.

Fate is illusory, tangled and complicated, with various manifestations. In addition to rebounding from adversity, the stronger the powerhouse, the weaker the weaker, the richer the richer, and the poorer the poorer. The specific manifestation is the gathering and attraction characteristics of fame, power, resources and power.

Shadow Council obtained the inheritance of Chosen One Council through ancient documents collected by Holy Mountain monastery. The shadow speaker lineage has been passed down to this day and has accumulated considerable knowledge. Throughout history and studying current affairs, contemporary speakers are keenly aware that the human kingdom is in a stage of rebounding from adversity.

The Beastman Race group occupies the fertile northern wilderness, loses the motivation to enterprising, and the whole is caught in the dispute of infighting. Human beings were squeezed into the barren south. Lord Knight and the priest overhead the Pope completed the reintegration of the church. Spiritual God Knight emerged as the times require. Outstanding figures emerge in an endless stream. The scholars of the church spent hundreds of years cultivating bristlegrass into wheat. , Viscount Randal found a way of intensive cultivation to solve the food crisis of mankind; the forest people migrated, Barbarian went down the mountain to seek alliances with mankind, and all foreign countries aligned with the outside world, and the Sasan Empire was ready to go.

All signs are showing that the balance of fate is finally tilting towards mankind!

Under the impact of the flood of destiny, whoever can intercept the power of destiny will be able to go further, gain prestige, power, resources, and even breakthrough its own limitations to reach a higher realm.

The Chosen One council calls this kind of people the favored by destiny, and the counterpart is the abandoned by destiny.

Ten thousand years ago, the first Pope Enoch belonged to the favored one of fate, and the various Knight families also intercepted part of the power of fate, and Chosen One became a tragic outcast of fate.

Now, the three patriarchs of Radiance Knight, the Pope, Friedes and Tamor, as well as the major Royal Family are fighting for the power of destiny. Those who do nothing will only lose Favored by fate, forgotten by history.

Of course, the shadow speaker has to fight. He directed the wizard of the Shadow Council to make bloodfiend drugs, risking exposure, and helping the nobles to train the Blood Guard and Shadow Warrior, in order to gain the support of the secular lords, so that the council will turn from dark to light, so as to be in the tide of fate. Intercept the power of fate!

Although the Shadow Council's plan has encountered twists and turns, it is generally smooth. The shadow wizard has made contact with the Dodo and Barcelius families. However, the tenant system that Viscount Randal suddenly introduced made the Shadow Speaker feel desperate.

The tenant household system transforms refugees into tenant households, which are directly under the jurisdiction of the great nobles. This is equivalent to the great nobles controlling most of the wizards.

Will the nobleman hand over the captured wizard to the Shadow Council? Without the addition of fresh blood, how will the Shadow Council survive?

The Speaker would rather the Shadow Council be only semi-public and maintain the independence of the organization. Only in this way can he intercept more destiny and achieve a higher realm.

According to the current situation, the Shadow Council will not be semi-public, and the entire organization will fall apart. The power, beauty, and wealth of the Knight aristocrat are very attractive to the shadow wizard. They all carried the research results of the Shadow Council, and took refuge in the nobles. The centuries-old conspiracy of the Speaker Lineage was just a joke.

So, the Speaker of the Shadow used the mysterious ceremony of the ancient wizard to artificially interfere with the destiny of the centaur race, creating two powerful Legendary centaurs, giving a heavy blow to the Radiance Knight and Sasan Empire, and then intimidating him as a savior The church and lords recognized the legal status of the Shadow Archbishop, and allowed the shadow wizard to break away from the control of the Trigoval family and become an independent branch of the church. It specializes in managing the wizards in the human kingdom, helping the kingdoms expand their territories and fighting for the blessing of fate.

The shadow wizard will be called the shadow shepherd of the Supreme Lord from now on.

He even thought about the future name and organizational structure of the shadow wizard, but the camp of the white tail section did not even have a ferocious adult male... Run to intercept the black hoof centaur!

Although ordinary centaur cubs can also carry the Bloodline Power of Orogar, it takes at least 20 years for them to go from violent to deeply violent, and finally master the legendary bloodline innate talent. If the carrier grows for too long, it will not be an immediate threat to Sasan Empire.

With the current size of Sasan Empire and the ten-year tenure system, the strength of the empire can be at least doubled. Twenty years later, what extent can the overall strength of the human kingdom reach?

The Shadow Speaker can't wait for twenty years, he can't even wait for twenty minutes now.

The body of this undead jackal man is collapsing, and a faint blood mist lingers around the body. In another 15 minutes at most, it will turn into a pile of rotten meat!

Does it end like this? Damn beast...Go to the damn beast!

The wizard's desperate mood made the red light masterpiece in the monster's eye sockets become extremely fierce, killing the centaur females and cubs in the camp frantically. Wherever the monster passed, there was a foul wind and bloody rain, and the females, young and old of the white tail section clan screamed desperately and painfully under its sharp claw.

A heavy throwing spear flew from a distance, and the monster did not evade, and was about to use sharp claw to tear the centaur female under her into pieces. With a sound of "pu", the spear threw through the body of monster tenacious, pushing it back several meters with great force.

The speaker lifted the head happily, and saw three majestic centaurs rushing forward. The centaur at the head was taller and taller than the same. It raised its arms and threw another spear. It screamed and hit the monster's chest and nailed it to the ground.

The fierce warrior! Only one horse? Time is running out, I can only distribute the Bloodline Power of Orogar to two other ordinary person horses... That's good, three of them seem to be brothers... A Legendary horse has two golden rank brothers, which should be very good. Can quickly master the white tail and black hoof.

The undead jackal pulled out the two lances from his chest, got up from the ground, and let out a provocative roar at the warrior. But the three white-tailed warriors saw the terrifying monster pull out Lance from their chests without incident, and felt immediately in danger. They spread out to the sides, running while shooting monsters with huge bows and heavy arrows.

Wandering shooting is a traditional tactic of centaur against a powerful enemy, especially against the powerful ogre or giant beast. The heavy arrows fired by them are indeed more formidable power than the female centaurs, and the swollen muscles of the undead jackals are also difficult to resist. It quickly hung a dozen heavy arrows on its chest and thighs.

The speaker is secretly anxious. The mysterious ceremony needs to test the courage and sacrifice of the centaur carrier. Only true heroes can bear the fate of the ethnic group and be blessed by fate. The three warriors must face the clansman's murderer and kill it head-on, for the ceremony to be considered successful.

The speaker manipulated the undead to chase the ferocious centaur, but it ran away from the camp, apparently trying to lead the monster away from its home.

A beast is a beast, and there is no sense of honor at all!

The speaker is going crazy. He has never encountered such a situation before. With the undead body, there is no way to cast other types of spells.

The fierce centaurs ran forward, turning their upper body to release arrows, and looked towards the injured female from time to time with anxious eyes. The speaker moved in his heart and turned around to drive the other warrior who was trying to rescue the female. He returned to the spot, stepped on the female's back, and protruded the ferocious sharp claw on her body and scratched one after another with a deep bone wound.

Blood spurted and stained the ground. The female centaurs twitched with painful four hoofs. She squeezed the soil with her hands and dug out two pits on the ground, which was soon filled with blood. But it gritted its teeth and never screamed.

The three warriors fired a heavy arrow faster than the other. The monster stretched out his thick arms to block his eyes, allowing his body to be shot into a hedgehog. and the others horse warrior shoots the last heavy arrow, it wriggles its pale muscles to squeeze out all the arrows on its body, and then digs a large piece of bloody flesh from the female centaur’s leg, stuffed it into the mouth and chewed it. , And spit on the ground contemptuously.

"Leave me alone! You cover the tribal sisters and take the children and go first!" The female centaur screamed at the centaur warrior with tears in her eyes.

"Cowardly white-tailed centaur, you are not worthy to hang bows and arrows and throw spears. Watch me cut off its head..."

Monster made the sound of Orogal in his mouth, paws Stepped the female centaur into a pool of blood, squatted down, and raised her curved horns, so that the warrior could see her bloodless face clearly.

"Alita! No!"

The fierce warrior has red eyes, white mist sprayed from his nose, strong heart agitation, bruises all over his body, and he starts to the monster The final charge. The earth trembled under its hooves, threw a spear like lightning, pierced through the chest of the monster, and lifted out two heavy wolf fang clubs. The distance of four more than a hundred meters came in an instant, and the two huge monsters collided together.

Monster knocks two wolf fang clubs into the air, uses violent power to knock the warrior down to the ground, brandishes the sharp claw, and cuts three wounds drenched with blood. The fierce warrior fought desperately, clasping the monster's two paws with both hands, grasping the four-toed front into a fist, and slamming the monster's abdomen with a thunderous noise.

"Cowardly white-tailed centaur, do you think this can defeat me? Do you think this can save your clansman?"

Monster sneered and pressed his paw against the warrior's neck , Let it hammer his chest and abdomen. Every time it was hit, the blood mist around the monster became thicker and drifted towards the warrior's wound. The centaur warrior felt that his strength was getting bigger and bigger, but he couldn't shake the monster any more.

Seeing that the fierce warrior was almost unable to support it, two other white-tailed warriors also rushed to the front, they used short spears to stab the monster's chest and head. The monster broke free, lifted his claws and knocked them to the ground.

With the help of brother, the violent man finally stood up and twisted with the monster. Its brother got up one after another and joined the battle group. The four monsters fight each other, creating wounds for each other. However, the centaur shed blood, and the monster shed one after another blood mist.

The blood mist is getting thicker and thicker, and it will soon obscure the figures of the horses and monsters. The three centaurs only feel that they are powerful now, but the monster is getting weaker and smaller. But they didn't notice that blood mist was leaking into their bodies through the wound.

"This monster can't kill!"

"I have to find a way to unscrew its head!"

An obsidian dagger pierced the monster's neck from behind , Cut off its head forcefully...It was the female centaur. She didn't know when she stood behind the monster. The wound on her body was also scabled, and only a small amount of blood oozes out.

Through the vision of the undead, the speaker looked at the female with the monster’s head in surprise, and said the last prayer of ceremony in Orogar’s magnificent voice:

"Quiger Luo!"

The jackal spoke with his head, scared the female centaur quickly threw it out, and the monster’s neck broke like a spring, spraying out blood mist. The blood mist seems to be alive, constantly blending into the wounds of the four centaurs, and the female centaur absorbs the most. Their wounds heal quickly, their bodies become plump and well-proportioned, and their fur shines and shines. When the blood mist disappeared, the white tail section clan saw four extremely fit centaur.

The females, cubs and old horses in the camp came out of the messy ruins and surrounded the four centaurs. A thin, depilated old horse suddenly neighed:

"Quieglow!"

Quieglow refers to the steed carried by the earth in the centaur.

A brother of the ferocious centaur suddenly woke up, grabbed the arms of the female and the ferocious centaur, and shouted: "Alita, Quiglow! Porta, Quiglow!"

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"Alita! Porta! Quiglow!"

"Quiglow! Quiglow!"

The rebellious jackal slave began to escape However, the white-tailed centaur had no intention of hunting down. They gathered together, holding up spears and bows and arrows, shouting loudly, proclaiming the heroes of the tribe to the world, to all spirits, and to the mother of the earth.

"Alita, Quiglow! Porta, Quiglow!"

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beyond a thousand li, Tornance took the reins of the horned wolf and looked around. Tester turned the horned wolf mount, walked to his side, and asked with concern: "Brother, how do you feel? Will the white tail section clan catch up?"

Legendary Paladin shook the head, said suspiciously: "The feeling of danger has suddenly disappeared..." Everyone was in awe, for fear that the White Tail Section and Blackhoof Tribes would catch up and attack the coalition forces.

"Finally passed..." The large group leader laughed and raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this great? Brother, no matter how you wrinkle, you don't have eyebrows."

Tornance moved He moved his mouth and muttered: "I don't know what's going on, the feeling of danger suddenly disappeared, as if a sharp blade cut the rope...I've never encountered such a situation before...they are slowly weakening."

"Maybe, the Khan of the White Tail Section clan died suddenly, or the two clans suddenly started fighting." Tester shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Is it all right now?"

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Tornance hesitated, nodded said: "Now... it's all right!"