Chapter 596

The chaotic and bloody night passed.

A few rays of dawn rose from the horizon, soaked the sparse and dilapidated tree canopy, and fell on the snow covered with blood residue.

With the help of crimson Li Minghui light, you can vaguely see the residual death outline of the battlefield in the jungle.

The boundless broken bones are piled up in the pale snow, curly tree roots, dry trees and bushes with accumulated snowflakes, like a mottled picture scroll after graffiti, rendering strange and mysterious colors and disgusting smell.

The sword breaks, the armor leaves the body, and the flesh and blood entangles.

I can't tell the true face of the body. Is it a jackal? Lizard man? Or a Knox?

Or the Yodel?

The fallen ancient trees and muddy ground left some magic energy of lightning and flame, stirring the cold air.

Looking carefully at this silent and tragic battlefield, it seems that there has been a small-scale scout war, and a lot of troops have been invested, otherwise there would not be so many broken and incomplete corpses left.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

The sound of clear water suddenly sounded at the edge of the battlefield, and looked at it.

I saw that four or five ancient trees fell into the snow, their branches curled together, and their black bark was wrapped with the traces of years.

Timo squatted, his dark green armor was covered with several cracks, and the cold light dagger in his hand dripping golden red blood.

"Since you dare to break the rules first, the cost of death... Should also be borne!"

Overlooking the unwilling and frightened pale eyes, Timo gently shook his head, swung his wrist, cut off the lizard's head with a sharp dagger.

The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

In front of him, the lizard Temple priest, with his legendary strength, ignored the unspoken rules of the war game and wantonly slaughtered the noxas scouts and the main ship scouts, was doomed to its tragic end.

Pooh!

The ugly lizard man's head rolled and stagnated at the root of the tree, and the golden red blood sprayed along his neck soaked the snow-white ground.

"Hmm?" Timo stopped his movement and turned to look at the golden red blood.

Suddenly, a strange mental wave appeared in the blood stain. The blood will blooms brightly, and the hazy figure of the priest of the lizard man temple can be seen faintly.

The glory flows, and the golden red figure condenses. It seems that it is pulled by a distant place and wants to break through the air.

"God's grace, legendary prayer?"

Timo was surprised and looked strange. He didn't expect that the priest of the lizard man Temple who killed him was not only a legendary identity, but also a patron of God. After death, he could automatically return to the blood kingdom of the lizard man God.

Buzz!

The air trembled and the light of linglie knife suddenly appeared. It was easy to cut off the soul of the priest of the lizard man temple, devoid of blood and brilliant will.

"Be careful, the death of the legendary prayer will attract the attention of the gods."

Tucci quietly showed his figure on Timo's side, his body in mechanical armor moved, and the dagger wrapped around his slender tail swayed.

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, countless red lightning roared over the lizard Legion entering the corker jungle not far away, and the anger filled the air, just like tearing away the dawn sky and descending the punishment of the God of destruction.

At the same time, many lizards and jackals chanted praise, praying for the gods to calm their anger and punish blasphemers.

Timo ignored the changes in the distance and looked around at the bitter and cold jungle with debris everywhere. Just one step late, the casualties caused by the priests of the lizard Temple exceeded expectations.

"Let's go," Timo said.

Dawn came, and the wave of war between scouts gradually calmed down.

Both the Valoran leader and the behlik Kingdom began to shrink the front, and the fighting all night consumed too much energy of the scouts.

Whew --- boom!

The scarlet magic fireworks rose and dyed the dawn sky red.

All the Knox scouts and the main ship scouts who saw the signal bomb immediately ended the battle and rest, retreated like hungry wolves, licking the scars of the battle and leaving a trap of interference.

Finally, Timo and Tucci looked at each other, jumped and disappeared silently into the dark jungle.

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Shortly after they left Timo, three tall figures exuding terror and prestige were welcomed into this dilapidated battlefield. The stirring atmosphere caused changes in the sky over the icy jungle and opened up a lot of rotten smell.

One of them is the priest of the lizard Temple wearing a red Dharma spirit. His golden pupils stand upright, showing dignity.

On both sides are tall jackal leaders in exquisite armor and sharp weapons, with cold eyes patrolling any dangerous area.

"It's the body of the priest guzaji." the priest of the lizard Temple turned his eyes and stared at the headless body in the ancient tree jungle.

"Go and have a look."

The Jackal leader on the left took a step forward, dropped his figure, walked to the side of guzaji's body, looked carefully, and then filled with red life energy to wrap the bleeding body.

"Dagger, poison, fatal strike, is the means of the human scout legend."

Hearing the speech, the priest of the lizard man Temple frowned, and his strong killing intention filled his pupils, and immediately extended his fingers to the sky.

Click!

Red lightning falls, like endless thunder snakes falling to the ground, covering the sky and the earth.

However, in a moment, these lightning disappeared without a trace, leaving only the lizard man Temple priest standing in the sky. His eyes opened, and some divine light remained in the golden pupil.

"Not far!"

Said Ning Sheng, the priest of the lizard temple, and then looked at the two legendary jackals.

"Valoran leads the legend of being alone. What do you suggest?"

In the battle picture just traced back, there is only Timo's image and no one else.

The Jackal leader on the left blinked and seemed to ask politely, but the lizard Temple priest had already made a decision. Immediately he catered and said, "it's a rare opportunity. Since the other party dares to go deep into the jungle, we can't let him go so easily."

"Hum! Since the trace is exposed, let's stay." the priest of the lizard man Temple nodded gently, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

In the kingdom of behlik, the Jackal tribe is a force that can not be ignored. It is not only the existence of the God yenogu in the blood temple, but also that in the current situation of the main material plane, the lizard people urgently need the help of the jackals.

"Valoran collar!" the priest of the lizard Temple half narrowed his eyes and remembered something mentioned under the Pope's crown, with a flash of greed.

Although the Valoran leadership has long shown its terrible strength, there is only one legend in the corker jungle war, and their number is enough to form a crush.

"Cut off the target's route to leave the corker jungle and cut off the target's head to boost morale!"

"Yes!" said the two jackal leaders, holding the sharp weapon in their hands, and the blood red life energy rose like a billowing wolf smoke.

The priest of the lizard Temple followed, and the red robe glittered with magic.

It never doubts that it will fail, just as it does not doubt that magic will go wrong.