Chapter 671

Deep in the grassland, dark clouds hang low, fine rain falls in the sky, and the withered and yellow grass leaves are covered with a layer of white frost.

A majestic bison is fidgeting on the grass. Its eyes are as red as its fur. Its huge head is low, showing sharp and solid horns. The muscles on its back are tight and uplifted, and its nose spits white fog. It has made an aggressive posture.

Red haired wild bull is the overlord on the prairie. This bull is in its prime and weighs 2 tons. It is also a giant among its peers. Its opponents who dare to challenge it have suffered disastrous defeat.

Water season is the season of life reproduction. Bulls become particularly fierce and aggressive. They only look at beautiful cows and hate all outsiders, especially those with long hooves and horns.

The big guy opposite has hooves and horns.

The angry bull had never seen a centaur, and his barren brain could not distinguish the Centaur from other bulls. The opponent approached slowly and ignored the bull's warning. Finally, he couldn't restrain his anger and charged the enemy.

The earth trembled under the bull's hoof. The Centaur's flat and ugly face showed an excited and bloodthirsty smile. When the 2-ton giant beast rushed in front of him, its rear hoof made a force, and the heavy refined iron mace hit the solid skull of the wild bull.

With a dull bang, the head of the battle hardened wild bull was smashed, and the blood plasma and bones flew everywhere. The body with great inertia was carried into the air by the Centaur with one hand.

The commander stuck out his tongue, licked the blood splashed to his mouth, carried two tons of prey, and ran into a dwarf forest not far behind him.

In the woods, two other well-built centaurs lay on the ground to rest.

"Quiglopolta, this grassland is the masterpiece of mother earth and should belong to centaurs." The commander threw the mace to the ground, tore open the tough thick skin of the wild bull, took out the steaming huge heart from his chest and presented it to his respected big Khan brothers.

Big Khan stood up, took the fresh ox heart with both hands, chewed it, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Centaur then tore off the corbel and another brother to share the flesh and blood of the prey.

After enjoying the whole cow's heart, the legendary Centaur polta was more convinced that he had come to the right place. However, his spiritual intuition told him that it was wrong and that he should run east to find his Rita.

Two months ago, it and Rita led tens of thousands of Centaur soldiers to break through the siege and embark on the way home. Due to the lack of food, the Centaurs followed the tradition and scattered to look for food, while the human cavalry followed closely. After many fierce battles, bota and Alita had almost reached the eastern territory, but at that time, the soldiers of the white tail tribe had dispersed.

The scattered centaurs won't admit that polta is their big Khan. Even the white tailed Centaur soldiers began to question Alita's decision, saying that she shouldn't kill the goblin sacrifice.

Baltar wavered. He also doubted Alita's wisdom and thought that the test of Mother Earth mentioned by the goblin sacrifice was really in the northwest of the human empire.

The Centaur gang of the same race was rescued many times. Baltar and Alita gathered more than 20000 white tailed and black hoofed Centaur soldiers, but the problem of food shortage appeared again.

Fretful polta decided to summon a group of warriors to the northwest of the human Empire to accept the test of mother earth according to his spiritual intuition.

Alita tried hard to dissuade, but polta insisted. The mare had to announce to the Centaur soldiers as a sacrifice to the earth mother that polta Great Khan was summoned by the earth mother and would go to the human Empire to accept the test of the earth mother. Any Centaur who follows polta will be favored by the earth mother.

The sacrifice of the earth mother was fully supported by the white tail old Khan and the black hoof commander. Polta knew that they wanted to go back and save more tribal soldiers.

This seems to be what the Great Khan should do.

Polta is not sure what the mother earth test is, but it is eager to attack the human nest and make those human cavalry who hunt centaurs feel the pain of being killed!

After killing two strong human beings, polta's strength increased rapidly, and more and more Centaur soldiers gathered. In just over 20 days, it felt stronger than it had ever been.

However, at the peak of Baltar, the confident centaurs suffered a disastrous defeat. Human soldiers poured into a small camp like a tide. They fought one after another and killed more than 10000 centaurs.

Polta led the remaining centaurs out of the battlefield. It intuitively thought it should run east. If it looked for the test of the mother earth in the northwest of the human nest according to the Enlightenment of the goblin sacrifice, it would never survive.

But is it the Great Khan who returned from the defeat or the Great Khan of the Centaur?

Because of the defeat, polta was more eager to get the power of mother earth. At the critical moment, it remembered the advice of Rita before she left:

Don't trust the goblin's revelation, trust your intuition. You are the mother's pet, not the goblin.

Polta could not just run back to the East and no longer believe the lies of goblin liars. It chooses the southwest direction with a lifetime machine.

After entering the Wharton prairie, the surviving centaurs had no doubt about the test of Mother Earth described by Baltar. This is a new world. There is no dislike towering hill, no dense forest, no evil human works, and everywhere are fat prey. This must be the place where Mother Earth buried her power for the Centaur.

The strong men of mankind were in hot pursuit, and the Centaurs lacked spears. Baltar had to let everyone disperse and find a way out. Before dispersing, the Centaurs had an agreement that the Centaurs who could go home would bring the news of the place where the mother earth tested to the tribe; Whoever passes the test of the earth mother and gets the power belonging to the Centaur is the king of all the Centaurs!

The more polta went west, the more he felt that the future was gray. The danger of death was like a dark cloud in the sky. No matter how he ran, he couldn't find a ray of sunshine.

The test of mother earth must be dangerous. Only the most powerful and fearless Centaur can get his buried power... I must become the king of the Centaur!

Polta chewed the heart of the ox in his hand, took a six meter iron spear on the ground, handed it to him, walked out of the grove, and said without looking back: "you eat two more... Continue to run west and run away. I'll come to you later."

A golden Centaur looked up in amazement and asked, "quiglo, does the human female have help? Why can't I feel it?"

"It's still far away... Don't worry, it can't beat me!" said polta

The two centaurs recognized polta's solemnity and understood that they could not help the big Khan brothers. If they stayed, they would only be killed by the terrible human female.

Without hesitation, they threw down their food, picked up wolf teeth and iron bars, rushed through dwarf trees and fled to the West.

Baltar walked out of the woods and saw a slender figure walking. She was dressed in dark gold and gorgeous armor, holding a ring of metal whip. The misty rain and fog shrouded her body, like a dream, like reality and emptiness, making people unable to grasp her distance and position.

The human female has been following. No matter how polta and his two brothers run, they can't get rid of each other, and the two sides fight no less than a hundred times. She almost killed two Centaur brothers several times. Fortunately, Baltar saved his brother's death with timely assistance. Finally, the human female came to trouble again, and Baltar dragged her alone and let her brother leave first. Anyway, she can't beat herself at all.

Today, however, Baltar felt a sharp attack from a distance, and his soul tingled faintly.

The legendary Centaur looked in the other direction. Roland, who was ignored, was very angry. The green eyes behind the mask raised a green glow. The slim boots gently stepped on the grass and instantly stepped out of an arc distance of 30 meters. The whip surrounded by green light broke the air and pumped towards the back of the Centaur.

Even a red haired male bison would be split in half by a sharp Mithril whip, but Baltar didn't dodge at all. It has fought the human female strongman more than a hundred times, and none of them can escape her whip. At the beginning, it was whipped like thunder. Finally, it got used to being whipped too much.

"Crackle"... "Yila"

The sigh of the water goblin fell on the yellow back of the Centaur, but the ground under its feet cracked a deep ditch, filled with cold fog and frozen frost.

Compared with the strength of the whip, the chill of the human female is more terrible. She beat bolta continuously. She once suffered a lot of damage, but now she is getting used to it.

Unable to escape the whips of human females, polta only attacked and didn't defend. He chased his opponent with a long gun and stabbed and swept. Although it is impossible to hit the enemy, and she has been whipped all the time, polta continuously absorbs strength from the depths of the earth, recovers her physical fitness and expels the biting cold. As long as she forces the other party to continue to surround the green brilliance all over her body, she will naturally retreat when she feels tired.

At first, Baltar had to be whipped by the strong female human for two hours. Now she can whip for at least four hours, and her whip is getting colder and colder.

Polta is stronger, and so are the human females.

In a protracted battle, whoever fails to make progress will die in the hands of the other party.

The Centaur Khan waved his long gun and tried to stir the air. He sobbed and roared. The turbulence swept through the grass leaves and raindrops. Roland's laughter was like a silver bell. His body flashed in the turbulent air, like a butterfly wearing flowers. The secret silver whip appeared and disappeared, suddenly rigid and soft, and crackled on the Centaur.

The Centaur's feet gave birth to cracks and stepped on pieces of frost, but Roland's Secret silver armor was finally surrounded by void water elements.

On the grassland, a tall and straight figure approached here quickly, and soon appeared on the periphery of the battle circle.

Roland whipped two more lashes, stabbed three times, and dodged back. Polta did not pursue, stood in place, with his long gun in front of his chest, as if he were staring at the new strong enemy.

He wore dark blue leather armor, carried a war bow, hung two long swords around his waist, his hair was darker than the dark clouds in the sky, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his ears were a little sharp. He looked very ugly.

Baltar had never seen such an ugly creature, and it was ugly, fierce and especially powerful. The Centaur's heart immediately became particularly disgusted with the enemy and wanted to kill him immediately, but it had a fear mentality, as if it had met a natural enemy.

Victor observed the Centaur God's dependents closely. It was clear yellow, fit and symmetrical. It was like a work of art carved from glaze rock, giving people a sense of non flesh and blood. However, Victor had two opposite feelings about the Centaur.

Objectively, it presents the perfection of extraordinary life. It is a masterpiece of nature and fully conforms to the law of beauty. Subjectively, it was ugly, ferocious, vulgar and clumsy, which made Victor hate and despise, and he wanted to get rid of it.

Victor could not help frowning. He was not sure whether it was the hostility of the spirit blood to the centaur or the subjective illusion caused by the spiritual touch of the legendary centaur.

The monster's hostility was obvious, and his will to kill him was very strong. Even if Victor closed his eyes, he could feel the killing opportunity of extreme hatred.

Similarly, Victor wanted to kill the Centaur!

The touch of the soul is infinitely useful. It interferes with the opponent's mind, amplifies subjective emotions, and causes the opponent's mistakes. It is a more advanced usage.

Victor doesn't have this ability. X-3 brings him absolutely rational fighting thinking and never makes mistakes. It is precisely the bane of this spiritual touch.

For the purpose of caution, Victor slightly operated x-3 to eliminate the subjective emotion of disgust and killing, and the ugly Centaur became an objective centaur.

Roland pushed away the secret silver mask, revealed her bright and moving face, and scolded angrily, "what are you doing here?"

"Surprised?" Victor glanced at her and asked innocently.

Roland Dun was speechless and stamped his feet. He warned angrily, "this is my prey. You are not allowed to rob it!"

"I won't rob you. I just need to take the long Princess of Gambis back completely." Victor said calmly, but his eyes were always locked on the half man Ma Da Khan opposite.

Roland was so angry that he wanted to pinch Victor's ear. He said angrily, "do you think I will lose to the stupid Centaur Lord? He has no army around him!"

Victor turned his steps, avoided Roland's slender jade "claw" and said calmly: "The Centaur is clumsy and full of flaws in front of you, but its defense talent is indestructible and its attack talent is impenetrable. Otherwise, they would have been extinct long ago. In addition to transferring damage to the ground, the earth armor can gradually adapt to elemental damage. You haven't won it for such a long time, its water elemental resistance has been very high... Its' earth strike 'talent can With the power of the earth, as long as the opponent is connected to the ground and is hit by it, the power of "earth bash" will be introduced into the ground along the target's body. It can't be avoided, which is equivalent to receiving a complete implosion damage. "

"You can't hit it. It just hits you once and you're finished."

Roland shook his whip, whipped the air and made a crisp sound. He sneered, "do you know much about the talent of centaurs?"

There are two types of centaurs in the will side of the alchemy militia. The forest Centaur is a talent of water element and the Centaur is a talent of earth element. Victor really knows the racial talent of centaurs very well and laments that "earth armor" and "earth strike" complement each other.

He explained quietly: "The legendary Centaur is very rare, but the church still has relevant historical records... The Golden Knight can't withstand their heavy blows, and the legendary earth knight can... There are limited records of killing the legendary Centaur in history, either the legendary earth knight or the legendary wind knight, but there is no legendary angry wave knight. Because the water element damage is not violent enough , it's hard to cause more damage than the legendary Centaur can bear at once. Instead, its water element resistance continues to improve. "

Roland wrinkled his nose and said, "it's all right with you, isn't it?"

"... obviously." Victor stared at the waiting Centaur Martha Khan with a gentle tone and eyes: "you have turned its element resistance to the void water element, which is just right for... I'll kill it."