612.Chapter 610 609 You know the rules, you want them, just
Chapter 610 609. you know the rules, you want them, you have to brush up on your reputation first
Popok wasn’t forced to run to the battlefield.
In fact, it was a “proposal” given to him by Sir Sage Wolf during the previous conversation, and if Popok wasn’t going to carry another shameful defeat but wanted to protect his clan which was already on the brink of collapse, then he had to do it!
But there might be something “dirty” about this guy, Popok.
He sneaked into the battlefield to track down the Hurley Grand Inspector, but before he could even start poking around, he saw the Jackals under the Inspector’s command crumble, and he was almost scared to death when that meteorite tumbled over him.
Before it adjusted its state, Murphy, who was “brushing skills” on the battlefield, came barreling over with Necessary Evil.
He almost died himself!
Bobok looked at the Murphy who turned away and that damned magic sword which killed several jackals beside him in a flash, it sat down on the ground with its butt a little weak, as a jackal warrior it actually raised a shameful feeling of urination.
Tonight was a bit too exciting for it as a young jackal.
It even made Popok have the absurd idea of “how about just leaving”.
Although he was not a qualified jackal warrior, but in the end, he was also a person who had been a governor, and he could tell that the trend of the battlefield was already quite unfavorable for Grand Governor Hurley.
The vanguard it had sent out had already been crushed by the crazy Transylvanians in the night, and that group of Transylvanian madmen had fought against more than twice the difference in numbers, and had managed to put up a horrific battle damage ratio with the blessing of the God of the North Wind.
And the rear of the Grand Governor’s army formation was raided by two gold ranked vampires with their elites, although their small number of people couldn’t crush the entire army system yet, but if the Grand Governor couldn’t come up with a solution, it would only be a matter of time before the integrated army collapsed again.
This was a trap, this was a setup!
The vampires’ purpose tonight wasn’t just to hold their position, they had the audacity to try and hunt down Grand Inspector Hurley, for goodness sake! Are these the legendary, cowardly Transylvanians?
Blanch, are my ancestors who participated in the Black Plague making a hell of a joke?
If even guys like this can be called cowardly, how much tougher should the tough Nords and the unyielding Silans be?
Bobok already had a mind to retreat, but it still had a series of plans made for it by that Sage Wolf echoing in its mind, a very risky plan, but also a plan with a terribly high return that could even lead to heaven in a single step.
If it wasn’t interested, it wouldn’t have come over tonight.
“Hurley’s Army Flag…”
Popok pounded his leg and got up, climbing a dead tree to keep glancing back and forth, eventually locking onto the Whiptail Clan’s military flag moving forward in the chaotic blackness.
That was where the Grand Governor was.
Instead of turning around and trying to break through the retreat blocked by the two Gold Ranks behind it, it brought its own guard forward into the engagement zone to join the already collapsed vanguard.
It looked like Hurley was preparing to make a final breakthrough!
As long as it broke through the Transylvanians’ blockade at the front, it would be able to complete its retreat in an offensive manner.
It’s worthy of being the Grand Governor!
Full of courage at all times, and definitely not equivocal when it had to fight for its life.
In this instant, even Bobok, who was hiding in the tree, couldn’t help but clench his claws and cheer for Grand Inspector Hurley in his heart, a young jackal who worshipped the King of Biting Bones, rightfully believing that jackals should rule the world, and also didn’t think that human beings would be able to defeat the elite army of jackals head-on.
Although the Lord Sage Wolf has described a wonderful blueprint for himself, Popok doesn’t fully trust Hogg yet, and he still wants to see the Grand Inspector return victorious this night.
It was true that the Golden One was strong, and even more deadly in a one-on-one situation, but the Golden Ones were also human, and they would get tired, and they couldn’t keep on killing like a fearless killing machine.
Not to mention in this scale of battlefield, the gold face more than 10,000 elite army siege even if tired can die of exhaustion.
They were only gold after all.
Even if they are already the supreme power on earth, they are still far from the level of true greatness attributed to themselves, influencing a war with the power of one person, the destruction of the Church of Avalon and the weakening of the vampire clans have proved this.
Tonight’s battle is not a desperate one, as long as the Grand Duke can break through the Transylvanian defenses on the front lines.
Yes, everything could still be salvaged!
“So go for it, His Excellency the Bold Dude with the Great Axe!”
Riding on a tree, Popok scowled and waved his fist in the darkness as it shouted:
“Give those Transylvanians a little Jackal Shock!”
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The jackals that had been killed back regrouped under the whiptailed battle flag, which was clearly a psychic weapon like the Tainted Claw battle flag that had been destroyed by Natalie’s sword earlier.
Presumably a strategic weapon crafted by the Jackals using voodoo spells and the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt, the thing had appeared before the time of the King of the Bone Biters, but the King of the Bone Biters had improved on it, granting the Clan War Banner even more terrifying morale-locking and frenzied combat abilities.
The War Banner of the Whiptail Clan was the most advanced kind, not only could it grant the surrounding Jackals an aura of courage that ignored fear and a hunting blessing that strengthened attack and movement speed, it even came with a wide-range group bloodthirsty spell.
Just like a permanent battlefield aura effect, according to the records of the fourth black plague, but all the battlefields with this kind of war flag will be particularly tragic, often appearing both sides to die together to the last unit to win the crazy scene.
Whiptail Clan’s battle flag has obviously been activated, so that the jackals who have just been demoralized by the players have once again rallied, and this time there is also Hurley’s Grand Inspector who has a great track record, and is considered a “celebrity” in the entire Dark Mountain range, supervising the battle.
The players’ line was soon hit hard, and even with the North Wind God’s status, they were forced to retreat.
However, the good news is that in the killings and defeats just now, as the commander of the old Qin’s hands have more than enough support points, he is now like a big spendthrift dude old man, as long as there are enough points, they will be spent out.
Now on the battlefield can be more than just Murphy and Turner two supporters, Maxim and Adele have been summoned out each responsible for an area, just at the same time that Hurley’s Grand Governor’s battle flag entered the engagement area, the fifth supporter Missy Phoebus also stepped into the battlefield with a night whistling staff.
Missy flew into the air, starting with a wide-ranging Scarlet Fixation spell and activated her Seed of Blood.
The seeds that had been buried under the position by Brother Woo Meow before it was too late to ripen were also activated by that Scarlet Seed, and in the midst of the jackals stepping into a certain area, the hideous cannibalistic flower tore through the ground and ate three or four jackals with its own flytrap-like organs in one wailing bite, and again allowed itself to grow vine-like roots in a quick digestive conversion of life.
The thing was like a ferocious beast among plants, going mad at the sight of blood.
Its body could reach four or five meters tall and was extremely aggressive, it could even move its body to hunt for food, in addition to devouring life, this thing’s poisonous vines swung like a giant snake-like whip, lashing back and forth to make wherever it went chaotic and incomparable.
The origin of this cannibalistic flower is unknown.
But according to the gossip, it should be the Church of Avalon’s some extreme clergy privately with the help of the God of Nature’s great power to cultivate the “war weapon”, generally only issued to the red knights in the expedition to use, only the red knights that belong to the wild nature of the power of war can control them.
After the destruction of the Church of Avalon, these things were destroyed by the Tower of the Ring as uncontrollable dangers. The White Oak Warriors had some of these things in their hands, but they were almost used up in the Ten Years’ War.
Mainly, the natural knowledge that bred the Cannibal Flowers has been lost in the chaos, perhaps there are still those mere words left in the Glamour Sanctuary, unfortunately, players don’t have that ability to travel to the long-destroyed Natural Sanctuary to seek them out now.
Brother Woo Meow had previously spent all the money in his pockets to fight the good fight, buying all the cannibal flower seeds in the hands of the church from old Eugene.
He had planned to surprise the Jackals with these vicious crazy things, but a wave of meteorite spells made Brother Woo Meow hate them, however the seeds that were planted did not fail to live up to their mission and the expectations they were given.
Now in the Missy’s blood seed recruitment, with the blood of the jackals to replace the running water to let themselves germinate and grow, just ten minutes later, in front of the player’s position more than dozens of giant cannibalistic flowers and the remnants of vampire vines composed of “plant people defense line”.
Okay.
Now it’s really plants versus jackals.
But Missy, who single-handedly started this, is not comfortable at this point.
It’s not that she’s not in good shape, as the host of the activated Seed of Blood, Missy doesn’t have the problem of “battle fatigue” since she entered the Silver rank, the Seed in her body will always give her a constant stream of vitality.
However, the problem was that, just as Phineas had complained to Murphy, she could hear Avalon’s whispers every time she used the Seed.
It’s not that the God of Nature likes to pussyfoot around, he’s not an evil god, he’s a true Astral Giant Spirit, he doesn’t engage in illusionary phantom voices, but it’s mainly because that seed comes from the God of Nature’s divine kingdom, and Phoebus is the host that causes her to want to not listen to it.
But Avalon’s whispers were especially clear tonight.
Missy, this strange “divine human body” can even hear the strange four voices of the God of Nature mixed together in the tone of voice, he asked Phemis to use “bloodthirsty nature” divine power to help the Transylvanian foreigners to win this victory.
Obviously, Avalon has also realized that the Wolf of the North Wind and the Berserker Vam’s “small mind”, and he does not intend to give away the current hands of the alien believers, Murphy’s spit is correct. The gods are discovering the advantages of the Gentiles, and they’re really good at what they do.
As good-tempered as the God of Nature was, he would be angry when he encountered other gods stealing meat from his plate!
Did you, the God of the North Wind, just say that you can give the Gentiles whatever I can give them?
Well.
Today, Grand Master Avalon will give you a good eye-opener, letting you see what is called the greatness of the God of Nature!
“Enough! I am not a carrier of your divine power! I am a vampire!”
Phineas was annoyed.
She was a psychic.
Psychics had to stay focused at all times let alone this would be on a battlefield, she screamed covering her head to:
“Don’t you have a Divine Chosen? Go find her! I’m sure she’d be happy to proclaim your prowess on the battlefield for you.”
Missy Vampire had a point, but when dealing with something like a deity, it wasn’t like you could refuse certain requests just because you had a point.
It was true that Natalie had just become the Divine Chosen of the God of Nature, but she was still in her formative years, and Avalon didn’t even dare to give her too much Divine Power lest it hold up the old Finnock’s daughter.
But the Seed of Divine Power in Phineas didn’t have that problem.
As long as Missy cooperated, Avalon could constantly apply natural greatness to the battlefield through this seed.
For example, right now, Missy, who originally wanted to summon a meteorite to return an eye for an eye, had to interrupt her psychic energy as she hovered in the air with her huge wings spread out, her left hand holding her staff and her right hand spread out to pose a cross emblem, and then the Scarlet Seed in her body vibrated, and wild natural psychic energy spread outward with her as the core.
In the next instant, natural rain with extreme healing power slid down.
Those emerald green raindrops weren’t solid, but as soon as they touched a player’s torso, they would inflict an uppermost healing or rejuvenation spell on them, and when the raindrops landed on the ground, those deeply-buried seeds immediately sprouted and blossomed.
A tree man burrowed out of the ground, searching for the closest players to form a temporary “natural guard”, a player was assigned three or four tree men as bodyguards, making them feel safe and secure, and as the curtain of rain expanded, more natural enhancements were equally applied to each player.
Even vampire players are included in the enhancements.
Huh?
Aren’t we shit poopers?
How is this Avalon being so nice to us?
Giving status and bodyguards again, tbh, it’s making people a little embarrassed.
Avalon was handing out benefits, but the Wolf of the North Wind’s response was direct and dry, the Martial Monk Turner who was swinging his fists to kill and break through the enemy formation sensed the will of the God of the North Wind, he swung his heavy fists in the next instant, letting the divine power converge in his hands to slam into the ground fiercely.
“Boom.”
The earth directly in front of the jackal army shattered, burying more than thirty jackals in one blow, but this was not the point, this punch was only similar to the effect of “whistle”.
At the sound of Turner’s wolf howl, a gray, chilling mist surrounded the battlefield.
As the players and jackals looked on in amazement, a wolf howl echoed through the mist, and then as Murphy and Phineas looked back in amazement, they saw the misty wolf spirits coming out of the darkness of the night.
Those illusory spirits hunted like real ravenous wolves, and in an instant, they rushed into the middle army of the jackals and started hunting and slaughtering.
There was also a portion of spectral wolf spirits coming out from the players’ shadows, just like the natural sentry guards given by Avalon, and temporary wild pacts were concluded at this moment, so the players had another spectral wolf as a temporary bodyguard.
Ah this.
The always cold and arrogant God of the North Wind was being overly generous tonight, wasn’t he?
Not only giving reinforcements and bodyguards, but even letting his wolf spirit familiars directly participate in the battle?
Shit!
Our Transylvanian face is so great that the two great gods, Avalon and the Wolf of the North Wind, are serving us at the same time, how can this fortune be so small?
But the uneducated little players were wrong this time.
At this time to serve them not only Avalon and the God of the North Wind, but also has been hiding in the secret development of believers in the Berserker Vam.
Vam’s presence here tonight is really just an “accident”.
Compared to the veteran star spirits like Avalon and Su, he was just a “junior”, and he appeared tonight because his holy relic, the Vam Decapitator, had been picked up by the jackals, which was something that Vam, who valued his face greatly, could not bear.
However, after coming over, he saw Avalon and the God of the North Wind are scrambling to give the Transians blessings, that posture is not at all like helping the Transians fight the war, but rather seems to be fawning and flirting to tempt these foreigners to step into their temples to have a good time.
The two old gods’ pandering immediately made Vaam despise them.
Berserker also knows that the foreigners are not afraid of death, and emotional and intense, the most critical thing is that their number will be more and more, and they do not have any concept of good and evil, as long as there is a reward these guys even dare to go to the slaughter of the gods!
Berserker understands the idea of the two old-timers wanting to recruit players, and he is actually very moved, but do you have to be so humble?
It’s a disgrace to the gods, you guys!
The self-possessed Vam wasn’t going to get involved, He only wanted to retrieve His sacred battle axe on earth, but Avalon quickly sent a cryptic message.
Vaam was directly dumbfounded after receiving the message.
Well!
I said you two old coffins why so hard to serve those foreigners, after all because their lord is the legendary Alpha?
Shit!
I almost let such a good opportunity slip by, if I could get on good terms with the Alpha left behind by the Creator, even for a god. Well, not to mention the fact that he and the God of the North Wind weren’t dealing with each other in the first place!
How could I let the damned Sue have her heart’s desire tonight?
“Berserk! Go berserk! Fight, slaughter, fight! Victory is but a thing to be won, and only eternal battle can heal the cowardly heart!”
If anything, a roar exploded in every player’s ears, and then the third War God’s Will Reinforcement originating from Berserker Vam imposed itself on every player who was still fighting, letting them one by one experience what Giant Shark had done the other day.
That scarlet armor of fury wrapped around their bodies, causing even the Spiritist players to be unable to hold back their war cries towards the Jackal in front of them.
Three Spirits!
Three divine powers!
The three enhancements were simultaneously and unreservedly applied to the Transylvanians this night, this combat power increase, not to mention the already fierce players, you throw this increase on a dog, it can bite from one end of the jackal position to the other.
This scene in front of him made Grand Inspector Hurley’s entire body numb.
He originally thought that he would have a chance to turn in, but after seeing the triple summons of Nature’s Avalon, the God of the North Wind, and the Berserker being applied to his opponent, this scene made Hurley unable to help but raise a desperate thought of “Heaven is going to kill me, it’s not a crime to fight”.
The front line that it had regrouped collapsed within fifteen minutes.
Its center army held out a little longer, but it was only after thirty minutes that the damn Transylvanians surrounded Hurley and his last defenders.
The Grand Governor grabbed his battle axe with the intention of fighting to the death, while Old Qin, who was carrying a bayoneted gun in front of him, spat to the side and cursed as a commander as the last surviving 671 players beside him looked on in unison:
“The axe in your hand! That is not something that belongs to you! Jackal thief, drop it. We’ll give you a hard time!”
(End of chapter)