He rolled and crawled into the God-given grassland. Tu and countless other sinners lay down in the grass, deeply smelling the rich fragrance of the earth. Tu grabbed a large piece of black earth with his big hand,

He shook his hand hard, and the soil suddenly became a ball, and the fat mud seeped out from the gaps between his fingers like grease. Tu groaned, what kind of land is that on the 'Forgotten Continent'?

Ah, it's just like a desert, and as long as a few seeds are sprinkled on the land here, countless crops will grow without any need for care, right?

Many criminals could not control the impulse in their hearts. They stuffed handfuls of dirt and grass into their mouths, tasting the taste of their homeland.

The queues of orcs, dwarves, and elves behind were all stunned. What a beautiful land, it was incomparable to the barren continent. So, how beautiful would it be where their ancestors once lived?

?What kind of paradise will it be? For a moment, the entire team forgot to move forward and stopped in place. Everyone's face showed an expression of extreme yearning and longing. As for the people of the Hades,

Although their faces cannot be seen clearly, their excitement can be imagined from their slightly trembling armors.

In the end, Ming Blade, who was still the most emotionless and coldest, and who had seen through a lot of things because he had spent too long a time, strode towards Tu. He picked up Tu's body with one hand and lightly tapped on his toes.

Pick, pick up an iron rod that Tu Xin got, hold it with one hand and shout loudly: "Stand up, Tu, what do you think this looks like? Stand up, chase the enemy, only to completely eliminate them,

Only then can we enjoy our own land with peace of mind, otherwise, we will be evicted sooner or later."

The iron rod was stuffed into Tu's hand. Tu held the iron rod tightly in his hand, greedily looked at the rich land in front of him, and took a breath of the warm, moist air with a sweet smell.

Look at these green grass, bright lakes, groups of running wild animals, towering trees on the grassland, full of vitality...listen to the sound of growing grass buds, and the lake water snoring comfortably in the breeze

The sounds, the long hissing sounds from the wild beasts, and the sound of the big tree crowns swaying branches in the wind. This is simply paradise.

Tu raised his hands and shouted with joy: "Ah~~~!"

One hundred thousand arms were raised, one hundred thousand criminals stood up, and one hundred thousand throats uttered the same joyful cry: "Ah~~~!"

The orcs were inspired by them, raised their weapons, and roared loudly: "Oh!"

The dwarves raised their heavy hammers and axes, jumped and roared: "Roar!" Their hands were busy grabbing their own wine bottles and pouring strong liquor into their mouths.

The elegant elves closed their eyes. They did not shout, but murmured prayers. A dozen beautiful female elves could not help but sing beautiful, ancient songs, and the silver bell-like singing was mixed in. The powerful roar could be heard far away.

Clumps of grass gently bent their waists. In front of this majestic roar, in front of the real owner of this land, they humbly bent their waists. A wave of waves followed the grass. Going far away, it seemed as if the entire sea of ​​grass was dancing. The piercing sound of bone flutes came from the roar of the waves. Those scary-looking necromancers blew the bone flutes with smiles on their faces, and the shrill, piercing bone flutes sounded. The flute, like a storm on the 'Forgotten Continent', stirred up a monstrous fighting spirit.

Tu roared: "There are countless such lands on this continent. Brothers, kill all those pampered humans, and these lands will belong to us. Kill all those damn humans, and our descendants will be on such a land." Propagate the sound. Kill all those hypocritical humans who are evil but call themselves righteous. Our people will not cry because of hunger and thirst. Kill those abominable humans who believe in hypocritical gods. Our race, There will be eternal peace and tranquility... Go ahead and start by killing all the garrison of those damn 'god cities'."

Hundreds of thousands of weapons were raised high, and a torrent of metal separated the grass, frightened the herd of beasts, frightened away the birds resting in the grass, and rushed forward. Eighteen people from the Nether Tribe flew away. At the front of the queue, they looked at every blade of grass, sniffed even the faintest suspicious smell in the air, observed every trace on the ground, and accurately guided hundreds of thousands of troops towards Muba. The camp where Lata and the others rested.

The distance is only fifty miles. The sinners have strong fighting spirit and can run faster than galloping horses. The orcs have well-developed muscles, and running this distance is not a burden to them at all. Although the dwarfs have too short legs, , but stimulated by alcohol and assisted by the air magic of the elves, they moved faster. In order to save magic power, some of the weak necromancers flew in the air, and some rode on the thunder beasts that came with them. The bodies are also moving extremely fast. Those thunder beasts that have been fed with sufficient food are running at a speed that is simply incomparable to the fastest horses. They are like little animals charging madly. Mountain buns are average.

The distance was only fifty miles. With the efforts of these people, it only took them just over an hour to rush to the vicinity of Mubarata's camp. Dozens of beast soul warriors were sitting scatteredly more than a mile away from the camp. They were holding the roasted animal meat in their hands and gnawing crazily. They were sent out as sentries. Very easily, they heard the footsteps of the criminal brigade coming very early, and the birds flew away in fright. The sound of the beast running can be heard from ten miles away.

These beast soul warriors wanted to sound the alarm, but circles of faint black wind were blowing over. These winds were warm, but they instantly paralyzed their bodies. It was very difficult for them to take a step forward. These beast souls The soldiers struggled forcefully, and the fighting spirit in their bodies surged out, dispelling the bad feeling in their bodies. Suddenly relaxed, they waved their weapons, and eighteen black shadows were already approaching like ghosts.

Thirty-six black fist winds roared out, rubbing and colliding with each other in the air. Almost in the blink of an eye, these fist winds turned into a thick black tornado, with countless sharp wind blades rubbing in the whirlwind. The collision tore apart everything they touched. Those beast soul warriors had no time to make a sound. They could only deal with these eighteen terrifying enemies first. The fighting spirit of these enemies actually made the ground nearby tremble. The crazy The howling tornado made a shrill sound like a ghost, and it seemed that my soul was being absorbed into it.

Dozens of fighting spirit rushed towards the black tornado fiercely. These powerful beast soul warriors used their fighting spirit and strength to give the eighteen Nether Tribe people a heavy blow on their heads. However, their strength did not hit them at all. In the actual place, the black tornado was completely empty. After their fighting spirit attacked, it was immediately melted and absorbed and turned into the power of the tornado.

Miserable howls were heard, and several beast soul warriors were dragged in by the tornado while they were still in a daze. The Hades people hiding behind the black storm rushed forward greedily, and their powerful punches hit these warriors. Their bodies shattered their armor and bones, and began to pull away their souls. The souls of such powerful warriors are the best tonic for the Hades. The more and stronger souls they absorb, the stronger their power will be. .This is also the reason why after they have lived in the barren Forgotten Continent for so long, their strength has dropped to about the same level as Li. It seems that people who grow on barren land, no matter how powerful they are, their souls are full of Without the bitter taste, there is no power contained in their souls.

Mubarata had already heard the screams of the beast soul warriors who were sentinels. Those beast soul warriors were actually just low-level warriors, but someone could kill them so quickly. Then, the strength of the incoming enemy, It is undoubtedly very powerful. Looking at the dense flock of birds circling in panic in the sky, it seems that the enemy is attacking in large numbers, but I don't know how many of them are coming.

However, Mubarata has a very simple way of thinking in his head: "Enemies? Damn it, then kill them." Especially his own soldiers have been attacked in front, no matter what, Mubarata must Show these damn enemies a little bit of strength. A red storm came out of his body, and the high-level beast soul warriors around him also emitted the same fighting spirit that was as thick as blood.

Hundreds of afterimages cut through the air, and powerful energy flew out from their axes, striking at the black tornado that covered a hundred-foot radius like a demon. Eighteen Nether tribesmen jointly attacked Mubarata. Next, he dragged his broken armor out of the tornado in embarrassment and fled behind in panic. Mubarata shouted excitedly: "Ha, they are from the Nether Tribe. I thought that little girl Li was talking nonsense. Badao, hahahaha, stay, you damn guys."

An axe-shaped wind blade roared towards the back of Ming Blade. This was Mubarata's full blow. Strong wind pressure filled the surroundings of the wind blade. Wherever it passed, the grass Everything was shattered into pieces, and countless powders flew high, hitting Hades like a green dragon.

Brad couldn't have imagined that Mubarata's attack would come so quickly. He hesitated for a moment, and the wind blade had already struck his back, and his body could even feel the strong pressure. Fortunately, there was an iron rod coming from the side. Reaching out, Tu hit Mubarata's wind blade with a stick. Just as Tu judged, he crushed Mubarata's full attack. He just trembled and fell back. He only took three steps. Behind him, a dense army of criminals appeared.

Countless beast soul warriors were sitting in the grass to rest after having a good meal. At this moment, they all bundled up their armors and weapons, and rushed over from the grass like a group of crazy bulls. They happened to meet the vanguard of the sinners. On both sides, The heavy blows were struck almost at the same time. Every warrior, whether they were sinners or beast soul warriors, had no chance to strike a second time. Their power was too powerful, and every blow would shatter the enemy's armor and body into pieces. , they will also fall under the enemy's attack. This is a terrifying force that can defeat even mountain peaks. Moreover, their formation is too dense, and they have no place to dodge the opponent's attack.

These powerful warriors, who are qualified to be generals in any country on the mainland, have started the most primitive hand-to-hand combat on this small piece of land. There are no tricks or reactions. In short, they just raise their weapons. , give the enemy a fatal blow, and then just brace your head and wait for the same terrible blow to come to your body.

The army of sinners came one after another, and they began to surround the beast soul warriors led by Mubarata. Mubarata was having a great time fighting with Tu, so how could he bother to command the army? The army of sinners was surrounded by the underworld people. With calm maneuvers, the beast soul warriors were surrounded from three directions.

Fortunately, there were the Swordsmen of Light and the Fighters of Judgment on the left and right flanks of Mubarata. Their leaders, Yaka and Durst, saw the offending civilian army and the Beast Soul Warriors fighting together, and they waited quietly for a while. , after seeing that the size of the sinners was only more than 130,000, he immediately sneaked his legion into the battlefield and gave the sinners a severe blow from behind. The soldiers of the Knights of Glory had already boarded the battlefield. They got off their horses, and after Hart gave the order, they all charged towards the battle formation of the criminals.

Ming Blade was commanding the necromancers to deal with the conflicting Knights of Glory, and behind him, Yaka had already struck his head with a brilliant, brilliant, and extremely beautiful sword light. Ming's sword struck at his head. ·Blade let out a scream. Although he dodged quickly, Yaka's sword still opened a big hole behind him. If the physiological makeup of the Hades were not different from humans, he would have been able to see it. Their gods.

And Durst's two fists hit the heart of the figure who was fighting with Mubarata. Durst ignored his chivalry at all. He sneaked on the battlefield for a long time and finally discovered it. The young sinner who fought with Mubarata and forced Mubarata to retreat repeatedly suddenly blasted out with his two fists, which were fully equipped with the divine power of judgment.

Tu groaned, and the armor on his body shattered like pieces of paper, and his body flew out like leaves. Mubarata laughed maliciously, and slashed Tu's body with the sharp axe, preparing to kill him Split into two pieces from the middle.

Fortunately, there were several generals of the sinners nearby. They rushed up and withstood Mubarata's attack with the weapons in their hands. A tall tauren roared angrily and struck Mubarata in the neck with an axe. Balata also faced him with an ax without showing any signs of weakness, and in the blink of an eye he forgot about the pursuit plan.

Durst also quickly lost Tu's figure in the rebellion. He instinctively felt that Tu was an important figure. As long as he killed him, he would definitely deal a heavy blow to the criminals. However, Tu was successfully attacked by himself. , but quickly disappeared under the cover of a group of subordinates. Durst was so angry that he flew into a rage, and his two fists were wildly bombarded like raindrops. The nearby criminal soldiers were all covering their faces in embarrassment. Rat scurrying. Durst's boxing technique was so dirty. He specifically attacked the opponent's head and face. The one with weak fighting spirit would have his head broken by one punch and died miserably. The one with strong fighting spirit would see stars in his eyes, his teeth would leave his gums one after another, and his mouth would spurt out blood. There is simply no way to continue fighting.

With the addition of the Light Swordsmen and the Judgment Fighters, the situation in the battle was immediately reversed. The seriously injured Ming Blade left the battlefield in embarrassment under the protection of his tribe, helplessly looking at the chaotic battle group. At this time, they Only then did I understand that although the garrison of the 'Sacred City' had escaped, their combat effectiveness was still very strong, and it was not like they could just send out a random team to deal a blow to them.

The turbulent conflict between the Knights of Glory made the sinners panic even more. If they were asked to attack the 'God City' in the past, they would not have any panic in the face of a doomed situation, but it is different now , they had enjoyment and comfortable living conditions, and they began to have an emotion called fear in their hearts. Facing the Glory Knights who rushed over like an iron wall, their stitches gradually loosened. .

Tu saw this scene under a big tree, and he yelled without hesitation: "Where are the dwarves? Where are the dwarves? Tell them to deal with those cavalry, just be careful not to be trampled to death by the horses. I will see how to deal with those cavalry." They...called the elves to take action and use large-scale magic. Now the enemies are still tightly gathered together. Let's use large-scale magic to disrupt them and give them more damage."

The 20,000 dwarves, who were already drunk and had their short legs stiff, heard Tu's order. They abandoned the beast soul warriors who were fighting with them and rushed towards the Knights of Glory like a group of mice. Let Glory The most embarrassing thing happened to the knights. The grass was too high and the dwarves were too short. They couldn't see where the enemy was. Often a dozen war horses rushed over, but the dwarves' hammers smashed the horse's legs, including the people. The one with the horse fell to the ground.

And in the grass, weird sounds like this often come out: "Oh, my God, praise God, what happened to me?" "Hey, hey, hey, big guy, the armor on your body is too heavy, stand up, I'll do it again." I'll fight you again..." This was when the Glory Knights flew out and hit the dwarves, causing them to fall to the ground one by one and unable to get up for a long time. These Glory Knights themselves were quite big. , coupled with the impact of the heavy armor and the horse, hitting a dwarf hard was enough for them to bear.

Hart and the others watched in embarrassment as their knights lost their target. Ordinary thrusts, sword blades and spear points could always reach the enemy's neck or chest, but facing these dwarves, the knights had to fight even if they were standing on the ground.

You have to bend down to fight them. How can you fight them while riding a horse? You can only watch the horses scream and fall to the ground after their legs are broken.

Hart reluctantly ordered: "Everyone dismount and use sword energy to deal with them."

The Knights of Glory immediately turned into infantry warriors. As mentioned before, the weakest among them all have the strength of the fifth-level gold knights on the mainland. At this moment, they stood tightly together, the long swords in their hands constantly

Flying out fierce sword energy, they immediately regained their disadvantage. The greatest skill of the dwarves is their extremely strong strength. Except for some high-level warriors, none of them knew how to use fighting energy. At this moment, they were facing more than a dozen people.

The Glory Knights, who were attacking with sword energy at the same time from a few feet away, immediately ran out of ideas. Then they looked at their companions falling to the ground one by one and groaning. They couldn't help but feel confused, and all the alcohol in their heads turned into cold sweat and flowed out.

, carrying his partner on his shoulders, turned around and rushed into the grass.

With such a little time buffer, the Knights of Glory did not deal a fatal blow to the formation of the sinners. The elves over there had already begun to chant magic spells. These adult elves have a natural affinity with magic elements that exceeds that of humans.

.The adult age of an elf is six hundred years, which means that their magic power may be stronger than those old monsters of the Holy Magic Group. The magic performed by seven thousand adult elves is absolutely powerful.

It's devastating.

What Yastatuka means is to throw a dozen 'monstrous tornadoes' carrying countless wind blades, so that these tornadoes can enter the camp of the Beast Soul Warriors, Light Swordsmen, and Judgment Warriors, killing a large number of enemies. Therefore.

, what seven thousand elves gathered at the same time was the powerful wind element.

Almost all the wind elements on the God's Gift Grassland have been gathered together, and huge tornadoes are about to take shape. But what no one expected is that the reason why the God's Gift Grassland is so magical is that it is still in autumn.

The lush and prosperous appearance is simply because the natural elements here have reached an absolute balance. No one has more and no one has less. An absolutely balanced barrier envelopes this grassland, which creates the God-given

The magic of the grassland.

Ming Blade, who knew this statement to some extent, screamed: "No..." But the elves had already finished chanting the curse.

The tornado that was about to take shape in the air suddenly collapsed, and the unbalanced natural elements stirred crazily. The elves completely lost any control over their magic, and watched helplessly as the wind elements mixed with other natural elements, and began to

Violent rolling... A storm that swept across the entire God-given grassland gradually took shape. The sky became dark, and wisps of ominous horn clouds appeared in the sky, and the birds and beasts began to run wildly.

, gradually, they all ran towards the southeast direction.

An unsettling atmosphere enveloped the entire God-given grassland. A group of magicians such as Suoke, who were trekking on the grassland, suddenly felt the changes in the air and the random movement of natural elements. Karelon screamed:

"Idiot, who is using powerful magic on the God-given grassland? Doesn't he know that it will cause serious consequences?"

The mages looked at each other. All the mages in the 'City of Gods' were here, and none of them used powerful magic. So, there was only one explanation, and that was that damn, those mages among the sinners who didn't know what to do, cast forbidden magic.

A curse-level magic... A forbidden curse-level magic was cast on the God-given grassland.

In the holy city where the fierce battle was going on, the soldiers from both sides of the criminals stopped blankly and looked at a black wall rising from the ground in panic. You could see wisps of blue wind streaks flying upward from the base of the wall.

Countless amounts of soil and grass clippings were rolled up, mixed with the water in the lake, and turned into that weird black suspended matter, which was then blown over by the strong wind.

Before they had time to react, the vanguard of the storm had roared and rushed over. More than a hundred elves with light bodies were immediately blown up in embarrassment. If the dwarves beside them hadn't hugged their thighs with quick eyes and hands, they would really have

Blown away like a kite.

Hart, Mubarata, Yaqa, Dest, Tu on the side of the sinners, Brad and others shouted at the same time: "Ceasefire, ceasefire, everyone quickly adjust the formation, line up, line up, toward the southeast

, run as fast as you can..."

Would a fool face such a terrifying storm in such a wilderness and dig a hole to hide in? Then wait for the storm to bury you alive. The only chance of survival is to run in the direction of the storm and run as hard as you can to survive.

Offset the impact of the storm, and maybe even save a life.

With a 'crash' sound, the army that had been fighting desperately just now was immediately divided into two distinct teams. With a distance of more than ten miles, they flew madly towards the southeast. There was a loud 'rumbling' sound.

In the sound, a black wall has been enveloped by the hurricane. The earth is shaking, the air is groaning, and everyone is screaming in terror. The black wall is moving faster than they are running.

He caught up quickly.

Big trees surrounded by more than a dozen people were uprooted, and the water in the lakes was swept up and rushed forward. In the hurricane, the water droplets turned into terrifying steel bullets, and only countless people could be seen.

The black water droplets penetrated the bodies of the backward dwarves, and the blood was immediately drawn out by the hurricane, and a series of sad purple curtains were rolled up in the hurricane... Warriors with fighting spirit or magic protection are okay, but

Ordinary dwarves who had not learned fighting spirit became the first victims.

The hurricane is coming.
Chapter completed!