Wizard From Afar

"You, you, all of you..."

The panic made Chakal's expression distorted to the extreme, looking at the expression of numbness and indifference, like a centaur like a puppet sculpture The Great Khan and the banner owners stood in situ at a loss.

The next second, "lose one's head out of fear" Chakal turned his head and ran away without the slightest hesitation!

Under the hood, the "Apostle" frowned slightly, and while surprised, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

As soon as he waved his hand, the "centaur flag owners" on both sides swarmed up, stiff like a machine that couldn’t speak, drew out their weapons and attacked from both sides. Chakar who wants to escape.

Suck!

"pu ——!"

The cold tip of the gun swept across the back of the forefoot, enduring the pain of the torn tendon, but Chakar, who clenched his teeth, still ignored Everything rushed outwards, and at the same time, the long spear in his hand pushed back the flag owners who were attacking on their sides.

I only have one chance.

Chakal has long known that this visit is not that simple. There are already members of Chiyan Banner who have been placed out of the account; as long as he escapes, he will...

" There is room for turnover..."

The sound of cold words came from behind, and the terrified Chakal's mind went blank for an instant!

He...what is this two-legged man? !

Chacal only had time to think of this... The strong impact suddenly struck from behind, and the intense pain seemed to penetrate his back and chest, as if he directly took out his heart.

"Ahhhh——!!!"

mournful scream, the severe pain made Chakal no longer able to control his body; five long spears penetrated his arm at the same time The elbows and abdominal cavity blocked his throat.

With a loud bang, Chakar was firmly pressed to the ground by the flag owners with war spears and long-handled axes, unable to move even a little bit.

"Bang--!"

Two bloody heads were thrown into the camp, Chakal raised his eyes in shock, staring at the two grim expressions. The blood-stained head...that was the guard he had arranged in advance and mixed into the king's account.

How come? !

"Are you surprised?"

With the indifferent voice, a black robe "apostle" walked up and squatted slightly in front of Chakal, looking down and looking down. The terrified Chiyan Banner owner:

"You should be surprised, reptile."

Chakal, who was pressed on the ground, trembled and lifts the head, his eyes trembled, and his mouth widened. Gasping for breath.

"Two-legged..." Chakar's voice was shaking: "You, who are you...what are you going to do?"

The other party did not answer the question, but was very playful Looking at him... Feeling the cold gaze, Chakal who has one's hair stand on end even had the illusion that he was stripped of skin and cramped, all split up and in pieces.

"You are not an ordinary centaur, you are very special... this particularity gives you the impossible wisdom and cunning of an ordinary centaur-the most important thing, and changes your'composition'. "

"Your mother is a human woman."

The expression of horror was frozen on Chakal's face.

He...Why would he know? !

"This kind of example is in ten-thousand does not have one, or even nothing; an impossible thing that allows you to transform from a mutant creature affected by the void into a'superpower' "Apostle said solemnly:

"You have been covering up so that no one will notice; but in fact you have been trying to master this'special power'-otherwise a slave How can the descendants of women become the banner owner of the Centaur Chiyan Banner?"

"Otherwise, how did you make your tribes so devoted to you? How to put your own hands in half By the side of Centaur Khan?"

"When I speak, you are using this kind of almost'suggest' spell to control my thinking... It's interesting."

Chakar was stunned, the last trace of reason in his mind was also eroded by fear.

"Who on earth are you..."

The banner owner of the Chiyan Banner, the leader of the fifty thousand tribes, is fragile like a frightened cub.

"Chacal, I can decide your destiny." The apostle opened the mouth and said indifferently:

"I am your master."

destiny?

Chacal lifts the head trembling with surprise, the dark shadow under his hood makes him unable to see the opponent’s face, but he can still feel the cold eyes, watching all the time. Own.

If he still had doubts before, he hardly dared to deny any words of the other party right now.

The spell that controls the weather can also control the Great Khan and all the flag owners without everyone knowing it... This two-legged man, as long as he wants to, can use the entire four-hooves at any time The people clan played with applause.

The power he holds...not the power that should exist in this world!

In a trance, Chakal's brain was blank, stimulated by severe pain, and suddenly he thought of a terrifying fact.

This war...is it really a battle for the rise of the Four Hoofed Men?

The rising of the four-hoofed clan, the aid of the dwarves, the fiasco of the leader of the two-legged man... are all just "destined to heaven" coincidence?

Or is it all in his plan? !

"Very good expression, very good."

The apostle bent down again and continued to approach Chakar, who was still in shock: "Reptile, you are better than I thought."

"No...It's better than many human beings; calm, tenacious, persistent, and most importantly...wild ambition, there is some kind of hungry, thirsty monster in your soul;

No matter how concealed or pretending to be humble, that kind of hunger and thirst cannot be concealed, not to mention that you are a monster;

The only thing lacking, may be broad enough Eyes;

If you are given a chance, maybe one day, you might indeed become the Khan of the Centaur, the ruler of the Great Green Sea, right?"

"Tell me Me, Chakal."

The voice said word by word, every word made Chakal tremble all over, have one's hair stand on end:

"Do you desire power? "

At that moment, the banner owner of the Chiyan Banner stared wide-eyed, with a frightened expression:

"Strength, strength?"

"Yes, The power that transcends the limitations of this body, and even beyond the limitations of this world-becomes the power that controls all life and death, can tear the enemy into pieces at will, and becomes the khan of the centaur, the king of the big green sea."

Looking at his eyes, the apostle said with a temptation: "With your aptitude, the power you can obtain will far surpass all the centaur and human beings, and you will become a unique existence."

"Have allegiance to me, swear an oath to submit to me, I promise you... will realize all your ambitions and wishes."

The cold voice said so.

Chakar twitched his throat, took a deep breath.

The other party did not deceive himself, or there is no need to deceive himself; as long as he wants, pinching himself to death is not much more difficult than pinching a two-legged person;

even he can survive Up to now, it's all because the other party feels that he still has the value to use.

I have to live...Anyway, as long as you are still alive...Even struggling on whilst at death's door is definitely better than death.

After hesitating for a moment, Chakal decided to pass the test before speaking.

"Tell me, Chacal..."

The voice sounded again, so cold that I couldn't hear any emotion:

"You want to be a centaur The Great Khan, will you become the master of all centaurs?

Do you want to rule the entire green sea and slay your enemies to death?

Do you want to transcend Ordinary, even Spiritual God-like power?

Or...you want to gain a body that will never be corrupt, decay, or even old fart, and become a four-footed, two-legged man for generations Is the respected and feared king hanging high above the dome?"

The sound of lightly said like a prayer, but it penetrates Chakar's chest again and again like a sharp blade.

Every time he said, his eyes became scarlet, and the torn flesh and blood became more painful and unbearable. The heart in his chest was beating faster and faster, causing blood to roll all over his body, as if the next second It's about to explode and die!

"Apostle"——Farnesis slowly got up and looked down at the ant who was lying on the ground and panting sharply with contemptuous eyes.

As long as your thoughts and goals are known, you must obey your words... This old-fashioned trick is always effective for greedy people in any age.

"Tell me, Chacal..."

Farnesis spoke again and placed a bottle of Holy Blood potion in front of Chacal in Final Struggle; the exquisite crystal bottle reflected the potion The weird and dazzling color made his eyes lost and completely fascinated.

"Do you desire power?"