Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

"Boss, I think the warlock leading the team at the Tower of Babel respects you. Why don't you go get some from them?"

"what?"

Mudstone made an incomprehensible sound.

"Then let's exchange a few coins for some?"

"I'll try it."

Muyan grabbed a handful of source stone ingots and walked to the dining position of the Tower of Babel.

"Is there a problem?"

The warlock team leader got up and planned to hand over Mudstone.

"I think--"

Before Muyan could speak his mind, the fog of spells came from afar again.

"It seems that there is no time to talk, ready to fight!"

Mudrock stuffed the broken Source Stone ingot back into the pocket of his protective suit and shouted.

The soldiers quickly swallowed the food stuffed into their mouths, and raised their weapons again.

Chapter 163 Mud Rock and Her Friends

Chapter 163 Mud Rock and Her Friends

The Sarkaz quickly formed a team, and the villagers also quickly hid in the house.

The huge stone giant rose from the ground again, shaking off the dust from its body.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Mud Rock was puzzled by the sound of a different kind of giant walking.

She looked at the leader of the warlock team at the Tower of Babel with an inquiring gaze.

"Tear through the fog to judge the characteristics of the new enemy!"

The Sarkaz continued to tear through the fog at the targeted location.

"That is!"

The two constructs are Laitania's mechanical construct. Compared with ordinary mass-produced colossi, it has a large number of dark origin stone crystal clusters piercing the gaps in the body.

The team leader of the warlocks stared intently at the bloodstains between the origin stone crystal clusters of the construct, Sarkaz's blood.

Their captive kinsmen...

Suddenly, a spell was swung towards the construct, and the spell hit the construct as if nothing had disappeared.

The energy in the spell was absorbed.

Another spell was swung out, it was an evocation spell of earth and stone.

The effect caused by the energy agglomeration in a semi-physical form is obviously better, but the effect is not obvious.

Also advancing with the construct were the magic guards of the Witch King's remnants.

Before the remnant warlocks refilled the fog, the Sarkaz's spells and crossbow bolts flew towards the spell guards.

After this wave of success, the fog of the remnant party warlocks shrouded the torn area again.

Muyan walked towards the two constructs with his giant statue with heavy steps.

The remnants of the Witch-King did not muffle the construct's movements, and they seemed keen to let the Sarkaz meet the morsels of despair their horror masterpiece brought.

Mudrock and his colossus held back the two enemy constructs, and the remaining Sarkaz continued to attack the Witch King's remnants using their previous tactics.

"Damn it! There's a powerful warlock among them this time!"

A Sarkaz was hit directly in the chest by a spell. With Sarkaz's natural spell resistance, this shouldn't be painful, but this spell penetrated his heart.

The beating of the heart stopped.

Frantic notes splashed across the battlefield, this time the notes couldn't be mitigated by earplugs, they struck straight into the soul.

The soul was driven by the rhythm and was messed up. A certain Sarkaz hugged his head while crying and laughing.

The chaotic notes of the powerful warlock disturbed the rhythm of the Sarkaz, and it was difficult for them to distinguish the position of the remnant warlock in the mist.

The bone string in Mo Jing's hand glowed with witchcraft, and a barrier was formed to make Mo Jing immune to the influence of chaotic notes.

He stroked the long sword with his hand and swung out a sword energy of Origin Stone skills in the direction of his intuition.

You can shoot spell balls directly, but the spell sword energy thrown out in this form is sharper and not easily neutralized by the enemy's spells.

Mo Jing quickly rolled to avoid it, and there was a noisy spell tearing at the air where he was originally standing.

He kept avoiding the continuous magic attacks sideways, and those who couldn't dodge would be blocked by the shield formed by the bone strings given by his father.

The team leader of the sorcerers tore through the fog towards the position where the opponent's spell fluctuations were the strongest.

The warlock leader of the remnants of Elafia who was exposed turned his attention to him.

"Humph!"

The provocative energy agglomeration was simply blocked by the enemy leader with a cello.

The bow plucked the strings, and the wave-like rhythm spells shot towards the leader of the sorcerer group.

The warlock leader's staff shone with the sheen of gray matter.

The earth-stone-like wall rose from the ground but was defeated by the rhythm in an instant.

"boom!"

The huge boulder flying towards the leader of the remnant party warlocks was crushed layer by layer by other warlocks, but the earth and rocks still fell on his face.

The pink-haired Sarkaz girl jammed a construct's joint with a knife, and the Sarkaz stone giant was free for a while.

"noise"

"Friends, please respond to my request!"

The magic of Sarkaz gleamed on the body of the mudstone, and then flowed into the earth.

The earth accepted the mudstone's request, and the mudstone colossus had red lines spreading.

The warlock leader, who was injured and rolled several times on the ground, looked at the colossus of witchcraft with an envious expression, and then used his last strength to cover the colossus with fertile soil.

He is sharing the load of mudstone sorcery and communicating with the earth.

The mudstone hit the construct heavily, and fragments of Originium crystal clusters shattered in her hands.

And red light flowed on the mudstone colossus, and the more powerful witchcraft colossus hugged the construct stuck in front of him by the black thorn long knife.

The construct was lifted high by it and flew towards the exposed remnant warlock leader.

Mo Jing kicked the giant statue expressionlessly, and Niyan's friend lowered what seemed to be the head in doubt.

"My knife is still stuck on that bad thing."

As Mo Jing spoke, he kicked the giant statue again. The giant statue silently "inquired" the mudstone, and then rushed towards the construct wrestling with the mudstone.

"Sorry, little girl, I will help you find it after the battle is over, but now, hide behind us."

As Muyan said, the rockfall hammer in his hand and the colossus slammed down heavily on the structure.

Raising his fist to complete a super charge, the hammer directly smashed the construct's chest.

Scattered Sarkaz bones tumbled from the construct's chest cavity, and the loam buried him softly.

The falling fist of the Sorcery Colossus smashed the construct into tatters.

The construct that was thrown away by the witchcraft colossus was carried back to the ground by the remnant party warlocks with a feather-like melody, and stood by the leader of the remnant party warlocks.

The leader of the remaining warlocks is playing a silent piece of music. The last verse of this piece composed by the Witch King will determine the outcome of this battle.

There are a few rare special individuals among these Sarkarz who might be good materials, and the tower nobles will like them.

In the gloom, the violent magic energy is constantly surging, and the performance of the music score is drawing to a close.

The soldiers continued to move towards the torn area in the fog, and the sound of fighting never stopped.

The remnants of warlocks are leisurely interfering with the Sarkaz, and they are extremely at ease with the leader's performance skills.

Muyan asked her friends, and Mo Jing set his eyes on the construct standing by the leader of the remnant warlocks.

Her sword is also inserted into the construct, and the sword is attached with Originium technology to seal the joints.

She can.

Mudstone stood silently in front of her, and the witchcraft colossus dispersed.

Mo Jing found that the mud rock seemed to be slumped with some powerlessness, but now it seems that it is not the time to have so much to do.

She was trying to connect with the remaining magical interest on the knife.

A piece of origin stone crystal in contact with the blade was shimmering.

This seems to be the greatest help that a Sarkaz who is regarded as a material can give.

The leader of the remnant party warlocks does not have a magic shield. He is imitating the proud Witch King. The remnant party warlocks around him are like the Witch King's guards, and will not let anything disturb his performance.

It's a pity that he just learned that the sorcerer who composed the music of the Witch King is not the Witch King, and the sorcerers around him are not the Witch King's guards.

The sound of ridicule resounding in his mind alerted him, but he refused to stop playing.

A flying thorn tore his hand holding the bow, and a failed syllable made the performance fail.

But the powerful spell energy didn't bite him back, but flowed away to nowhere.

"Ahhhh!"

The failure to perform made him shout angrily, as if the residual mockery of the Origin Stone was resounding in his mind.

And the dormant earth beneath him seems to be rioting?

Mudrock's friends swallowed half of the leader of the remnant warlocks, and the feet of the construct beside him were also stuck into the ground.

Chapter 164 Missing scene conditions: Tower Warlock

Chapter 164 Missing scene conditions: Tower Warlock

When the "spell lovers" team composed of Timber, Logos and Pith came to the village, only the Babel warriors were left defending the village.

"Long time no see, my daughter, let your team leader report the situation."

Among the three-person team formed this time, Lin Yao is looking for his daughter, while Logos and Pith are interested in casting materials.

It just so happened that the hidden location of the Witch King's remnant party marked on the captured map was nearby.

After a while, the remnants of the Witch King who wanted to attack the village might be the target of this trip.

"Uncle, he was injured and is recuperating."

Mo Jing led the three of them to find the resting place of the warlock team leader.

"Where's your knife?"

At least in Lin Yao's impression, Mo Jing's sword has never been too far away from her, and this is more or less the case with combatants.

"Big one to jam an enemy, and then the mudstone golem threw the big one, along with my knife."

"Mudstone?"

Hearing the familiar codename, Lin Yao's eyes flickered red.

"Is it a son of earth and stone who wears thick clothes?"

"Yes, he took his team and some of our fighters to pursue the enemy."

"It's not him, it's her."

The forest demon, who was probably the Sakaz girl, changed the third person in Mo Jing's mouth.

"It turns out to be a female."

Mo Jing still nodded expressionlessly, thinking that wearing such heavy equipment, Miss Niyan must be a very tough woman, right?

She remembered the centurion codenamed Ye Xing.

Entering the room, the team leader of the warlocks was smearing herbs on the rotten flesh of his chest.

But more dangerous than the bed on the body is the gray matter that appears everywhere in the body.