Wizard From Afar

"We are proud four-hoofed people!

We are the real masters of the Great Green Sea!"

Look around Under the king's tent, countless four-hoofed people, indifferent to the point of numbness, Chakal, but their voices are strong enough to make all the tribes heard clearly:

"We... have endured hundreds of Years, even thousands of years of humiliation, from the homeland of the ancestors, was driven to this deserted Gobi, dragged out an ignoble existence under the torment of death, hunger, severe cold and scorching heat;

Thousands of years This humiliation for thousands of years has been forgotten by many brave and noble four-hoofed people. Our ancestors used to graze cattle and sheep on the grasslands of the big green sea, raise horses, and nurture our children and grandchildren with cheese and fresh meat. ;

Who made us forget?

Who took away our pastures, our cattle, sheep, steeds, and the memories that belonged to our ancestors, Then claim that the horses, cattle, sheep, and pastures belong to them?

They are two-legged people... They came with weapons made of bronze and steel, and they came in clothes made of iron rings and animal skins. ; They rode on our steeds, enjoying our cheese and fresh meat...

Then they pointed the tomahawk and lance, scimitar and sword at us...using the flesh and blood of a four-hoofed man, It gave birth to more fertile grasslands and nourished one river after another.

Do we know?

No! We forgot about it!

If we still Remember, Thousand Tent City will not rise up on the Great Green Sea; if we remember, we will not let the Great Green Sea thousands of years ago be occupied by two-legged people;

The four-hoofed warriors from generation to generation are actually satisfied with plundering the wealth of the two-legged men and complacent with the looted things. They think that these things are spoils of war. Is it their glory?

Is that a honour?

That is a shame! We have given so many good things to two-legged people, don’t you think it’s true?!

Why, because we have forgotten a long time ago It's..."

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"aaahhhh ——!!!!!!"

In the dimly lit camp, Chacal screamed as he fell to the ground, his burly body trembling violently and unnaturally, and every blood vessel on his body seemed to have come alive, exposed to Above the skin.

Farnesis looked at him coldly, then glanced at the smashed potion bottle, his pale face showed a trace of satisfaction.

"All power comes at a price." Following the words of Farnesis, Chakar's muscles fell on the ground and began to violently convulse and twitch:

"You should be thankful …Because your dirty centaur blood can guarantee that you won’t be mutated again; and the part that originated from humans can make your consciousness withstand this shock, instead of being torn up all split up and in pieces immediately ;"

"aaahhhh ......"

A low roar came from Chakar’s throat, like blisters from a boiling boiler; the blood in the body seemed to have been completely evaporated Become a mist, there is a powerful force twisting his muscles and bones.

The throat is contained, the muscles are torn, the blood plasma evaporates, the torso and bones are smashed inch by inch, turning into scraps;

But it's not even the most extreme pain.

In the trance, he can feel a powerful force tearing his consciousness, as if he is about to throw him into the whirlpool;

Chacal can clearly realize , Once he was completely torn apart by him, he would no longer be able to climb out... The best fate would be to become a puppet exactly like the other banner owners and the Great Khan.

That is an extraordinary power. He has been in contact with it before, but now he really realizes how fearful it is;

It is...the power of the void.

I can't see, touch, smell...but feel panic, fear, and nausea inexplicably.

My body is instinctively disgusting and repelling this kind of power.

"Chacal, you are not the only one to get this Holy Blood Elixir."

Farnesis's indifferent voice came again: "Your Great Khan, those centaur The leaders...each of them got such an opportunity."

"I told them that this is a chance to live forever. They believed it because what I said was not a lie; it was just...I Did not tell them the cost and the consequences of failure."

"Then, they all failed. They were completely eroded by the power of the void and shattered their consciousness, becoming the purest walking corpse."

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"If you fail, what will you become?"

"It is like your filthy and humble kind, becoming an unconscious walking corpse; or it has nothing to do with humans Different, become a complete monster?"

Slowly pacing, the corner of Farnesis’s mouth suddenly showed a hint of playfulness: "Let’s play a game called'gambling', guess you What is the final fate?"

Chacal, who fell on the ground, was still twitching violently, his eyes had begun to turn white, and the corners of his mouth were full of vomit and blood.

"If this is the last moment of your destiny, what kind of miserable end will you have...Reptile?"

"What do you say, walking corpses?"

There was dead silence in the camp, and the Centaur Khan and the flag owners stood expressionlessly in place, motionless.

"I... won't fail..."

The dying Chakal's words were dying, his pupils trembled, and his jaw twitched: "I, won't fall Here."

"I, Chakal, is...the Great Khan of the Great Green Sea!"

Farnesis frowned slightly, looking down at that distorted face: "You Just a crawler."

"I am..."

"You are nothing."

"I..."

"You are nothing." Farnesis' eyes narrowed:

"You...are nothing."

"I am Chacal——!!!"

An angry roar blasted from Chakar's throat.

He panted violently, gradually spirit slowly recovers.

The scene in front of him gradually became clear...No, the entire world has become different in his own eyes; Chakar can clearly feel every finger and every bone of his Even blood vessels, the touch has been magnified countless times.

"What...what are you?"

The cold words sounded with contempt, and they sounded in my ears.

Chakar was shocked suddenly, trembling lifts the head, and before he could see those eyes, he lost one's head out of fear and lowered again, trembling in shock.

There is a voice deep in the soul giving him the strongest warning that the end of lifts the head is the dead end.

Toddling down on his knees with difficulty, the panicked Chacal crawled in front of Farnesis in the most humble and most respectful way, his throat twitching constantly.

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"Today is a great day.

Today is all noble The great four-hoofed people recalled the days of their ancestors;

Our descendants, our children and grandchildren will always remember this day. After thousands of years, the four-hoofed people finally left this deserted area. The land has embarked on the road to return to hometown!

This day has been waiting for too long, too long. If you continue to wait, no one knows whether one day, the noble four-hoofed man How will it fall;

So, we don’t wait anymore!

Humble two-legged people, they don’t know what they are about to face, they don’t know yet What will be waiting in front of them;

That...it will be the anger of the Four Hooded in the last ages, and the determination to return home!

We , Will kill all the two-legged people raging in the big green sea, let them pay the price of blood for their behavior in the last ages, let them feel the pain of our ancestors;

We, will and Like their ancestors, they used the flesh and blood of two-legged people to nourish and nurture the vast green sea, so that the grasslands of this grassland will be rich in water and soil in the coming year;

I, Chakal! Lord of the Chiyan Banner , The Great Khan of the Four-Hooded Man solemnly declares here that the great and noble Four-Hooded Man will return to the land of ancestors;

We are the king of the Great Green Sea——!"

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The voice fell, and the indifferent and numb Chakar suddenly raised the battle flag in his hand.

At this moment, the centaur people covering the mountains and plains under the king's tent have been completely reduced to a sea of ​​carnival; they blushed and straightened their necks, bloodthirsty Endless enthusiasm exuded in his eyes.

They couldn't cry, cheering excitedly, and screamed Chakal's name frantically.

I embarked on the westward expedition to the Great Green Sea!