Chapter 356： Messenger of Peace——White Pigeon (seeking monthly ticket, recommended ticket

"Not good, these three phantom venomous snakes are going to squeeze the vitality and explode the toxin that will destroy the life!"

The king of Milan recognized the plan of the phantom poisonous snake man, his complexion changed drastically, and he yelled frantically: "Spread away, such a strong and qualitatively changing toxin, once it touches, it will either kill or hurt. We only have two wind sanctuaries, it is difficult to face Resist!"

The rest of the Sanctuary observed the movements of the three Phantom Venomous Snakes, and their complexions changed drastically. They also felt troubled, and turned into streamers of light and fled in all directions.

Under the poisonous mist, the whole world became smoky.

The Ice Queen smelled the slightest unpleasant smell, frowned, and quickly condensed an arrow of light element, attached to the purifying mystery, and swished a few arrows towards the area where the smoke spread.

The arrow was submerged in the poisonous mist, and it was quickly corroded completely like a stone sinking into the sea. Even purifying Xuan'ao has no effect on these so-called poisonous gases.

"Oops, Rhett didn't seem to have time to escape from the poisonous gas just now!"

Happaster looked a little anxious when he thought of this, but he stared at the poisonous mist in front of him, but he was extremely apprehensive. He took out a few bottles of the antidote that he researched exclusively from the space ring, but he still hesitated and dared not go forward.

King Milan's complexion was also a little cloudy, and he even felt a little regretful in his heart. Was the retreat just now a little too eager?

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the poisonous fog.

Phantom Viper's nerve poison mist is not ordinary smoke, whether it is the spread of spiritual power or fighting spirit, it will be quickly corroded.

No one knows what happened inside.

But an incomparably powerful force of disintegration spread, even if it was a highly poisonous mist, it was wiped out under the influence of the disintegration mystery.

The nearby wind sanctuary was not idle either, and quickly summoned a gust of wind.

Under the attack from inside and outside, the poisonous mist began to disappear quickly, gradually thinning, revealing the real situation inside.

I saw that of the three phantom poisonous snakemen who released the poison just now, only one is struggling to support, and the other two are all gone!

Undoubtedly, he died under the disintegration of the mystery, and his spirit and form were all destroyed.

Seeing this situation, the sanctuary on the human side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time stared at Leiter's back with incredible eyes. The powerful combat power displayed once again refreshed their cognition.

Even everyone is asking themselves, if they fall into the situation just now, can they really be intact and kill the three phantom poisonous snakes?

The answer is an absolute no!

Replacing the situation just now, the phantom poisonous snakes, at the cost of their vitality, spurred out a poisonous mist that threatened the sanctuary fatally. Everyone was not sure how to fight against the three phantom poisonous snakes alone.

The best they can do is escape in time...

Leite's chest heaved and he was panting slightly. The mental power consumption just now was too great, and in the poisonous fog, he actually used three simulations before he found the best way to kill the three phantom poisonous snakemen.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was high, his throat was beating, and he made an inspiring charge:

"Allies in the sanctuary, you see, the orcs have shown signs of decline, they are not our opponents at all!"

"Come on! Cut off their heads!"

At this stage of the battle, everyone's fighting spirit can be said to have reached a peak, and there is no insidious phantom poisonous snake man, and everyone has no consideration in their hearts, no longer worrying about being affected by a large-scale toxin.

Under the inspiring leadership of Leiter, all the people were full of excitement and enthusiasm, and boldly rushed forward. They all pushed forward in groups and headed towards the most densely populated area of ​​orcs!

"Roar!"

The Beastman King let out a roar, seeing that Leiter was a little weak at this time, waved his big hand, and also not to be outdone, raised the charge horn again: "Human beings are only at the end of their strength, rush forward and give the final blow!"

"Roar!"

"Aww!"

"Woo!"

The orcs screamed up to the sky, gearing up, not to be outdone, followed in the footsteps of the Beast King, aroused the strongest state, and vowed to give human beings a hard blow!

No one dared to back down.

No one tried to escape.

This is a battle of life and death, a battle of races.

Meet on a narrow road, the winner takes all, and the loser perishes.

The combat fluctuations in the air are like thunderstorms, echoing throughout the world, like countless fireworks exploding, spreading dazzling brilliance.

The whole world was transformed by colorful lights, reflecting on the faces of every soldier and orc who devoted themselves to the battle.

In the crowded battlefield below, Tucker was deep in the chaotic army, listening to the loud noise in the air, after cutting down a tauren, he raised his head and looked up, praying silently.

The Sanctuary battle was protracted.

Until six days later, the intensity of the battle was greatly reduced, and the number of people participating in the battle also dropped significantly.

The easiest thing to see is that all the orc sanctuaries except the orc king are given priority to be wiped out.

The only remaining Chief of the Violent Bearman fought alone, fighting against dozens of sanctuaries alone, and he persisted for two days and two nights...

To this day, the snow-white hair of the Beast King has long been dyed a wet scarlet color, and even his limbs and legs, as well as his chest and back, are also pitted, as if a lot of flesh and blood have been lost out of thin air.

Leite stared at the orc king who was heavily wounded, but still full of fighting spirit and glaring at him, feeling extremely shocked.

He still underestimated the fighting power of the Orc King, even though the previous text simulation described that the orcs were defeated in this war.

But the whole process is not introduced in detail.

In fact, without being there, I would not be able to realize how amazing the Beast King's unparalleled combat power is.

In addition to the deafening roaring talent, physical strength and defensive power have also reached the point of unparalleled in the world.

During these six days and six nights, even the leader of the blood **** was able to disintegrate the mystery. Even though he had hit the orc king many times, it was still difficult when he was wiped out. The lump of flesh and blood was immediately scattered.

"Roar!"

Another roar sounded.

The surrounding sanctuaries were spread out very tacitly. After fighting the orcs for so many years, the advantages and disadvantages of all kinds of orcs are almost deeply engraved in the minds of every human sanctuary.

For the Violent Bear, when he roars, his whole body concentrates his strength on one point. Although his power is infinite, it is difficult to maintain flexibility. Therefore, everyone knows how to avoid the roar of the roar to the maximum extent.

What's more, the Violent Bear in front of him is already in a critical situation, and his vitality has already been exhausted to an extreme.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

They were just flying a kite at this time, there was no need to fight to the death with a trapped beast, for fear that the opponent would come back to life at the moment of death, and pull another back before leaving.

Lett's mental power has been consumed by half at this time, but it is much better than that of the Beastman King. His injuries, thanks to the talent of high-speed healing, have already healed a lot.

"Beastman King, surrender to me, I have the ability to keep you alive!"

Leite stared at the orc king who was gasping for breath, his majestic voice echoed in the sky, and once again a sea of ​​earthy yellow clouds was brewing, in which spikes quickly condensed.

Seeing this, the other sanctuaries retreated tactfully. They knew very well that if the spell continued, the Beast King would definitely die!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The orc king laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the laughter ravaged the villa like a flood, and the blood-colored hair that was stuck together was shaking with drops of blood.

It stared at Lei Te firmly, with a tyrannical aura like a beast that chooses to eat someone.

"Orcs will never be slaves!"

After roaring angrily, the Beastman King was at the end of his rope, made up his mind, and spit out a bronze horn with mottled fine lines from his mouth. After heaving his chest, his passionate roaring talent was pushed to the extreme, and he blew the horn with all his strength. .

"beep~~~~~~"

A very penetrating horn sounded through the sky.

Everyone froze in place in unison. The sound of the horn seemed to have an infinite magic power, which could make people lose all fighting spirit and give up the desire to fight.

At least it is quite effective against large armies. The confrontation between orcs and humans stopped in an instant. The last second, fists and feet were facing each other, and the two armies facing each other looked at each other.

The sanctuary above the sky also frowned, and seemed to have noticed something wrong with the horn sound, but they couldn't tell what was weird about it.

The sound of the horn is continuous, long and vicissitudes, as if penetrating time and space, even penetrating people's hearts, to the far end.

"Kill it!"

The Ice Queen looked cautious, as if recalling some bad memories, she suddenly shouted.

She herself was the first to strike, bending the bow and stringing the bow in one go, and firing three radiant arrows in succession, shooting at the back of the orc king.

Leite pretended to be cautious and frowned, but in fact he had some expectation in his heart.

Is it finally coming... The legendary world of beast gods is no less than the underworld, and even more powerful...

The orc king held the horn and kept blowing the horn without any wavering. The sound of the horn continued to sound, as if he didn't care about the upcoming dangers around him.

Facing the arrows behind him, the Beast King didn't dodge or dodge, just standing in the air.

Everyone's eyes also converged on one point, that is, the body of the Beastman King, and their complexions also faintly looked forward to.

Some people even start to imagine that after the orcs are extinct, the whole world will live peacefully...

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

There was a tremor in the originally calm space, and everyone's complexion changed drastically. They stared at the place where the space fluctuated most violently, as if something was violently impacting.

Before they could find out the reason, everyone heard a 'dong'.

It was as if someone smashed a hole in the wall with a sledgehammer. The next moment, a cloud of milky white light quickly drilled out of the hole, and the hole was repaired in the blink of an eye.

While everyone was stunned, the milky white light changed rapidly, condensing into a dove covered in white feathers.

The pigeon has red eyes and a yellow beak, about the size of a palm, small and delicate.

There is a little bit of brilliance spreading all over her body all the time, pure white and soft, making people look down on the slightest aggression and blasphemy, and just want to live in harmony with her and communicate with her friendly.

"Huh? What's going on! This feeling... so weird!"

King Milan struggled and slapped his head hard. Facing strange creatures, he should be vigilant.

But a strange emotion seemed to penetrate into my mind along the pores of my body, and I couldn't feel any harm at all.

"Damn, it seems to be a curse in the novel, my thinking seems to be out of control..."

"me too…"

"what is going on!"

Other sanctuaries also noticed the abnormality that happened to them. While looking at the white feather dove in a friendly manner, they instinctively moved closer together and began to communicate in whispers.

At this moment, Leiter also felt a chill. Feeling his state at this time, he suddenly realized why the peace talks with the other party in the simulation were so smooth.

It turns out that the other party can influence a person's mind unconsciously!

Looking at the phantom of the white dove lying in mid-air, Leiter muttered silently, "Peace dove? It can affect emotions, what a weird ability..."

The phantom of the white pigeon was watched by many people, without any abnormalities, and his expression was still as warm as a spring. Looking around, his eyes finally converged on the scarred and **** bear chief.

Feeling that the other party's life was dying, Bai Ge sighed twice, "The offspring of the Brutal Blood Beast God, I didn't expect it to be so miserable, and now you are the only one with a trace of the blood of the Ice Bear Beast God."

The Beast King's expression showed a trace of excitement. Hearing that the other party recognized him, it meant that he was one of his own. It shook its shoulders, and said with a bit of sadness: "Could it be that you are the savior sent by the blood beast god? The horn in my hand is inherited from my ancestors. It is said that if there is a crisis of genocide in the future, if I blow it, I may get help…"

"It turns out that everything is true. We are the descendants of the **** beast gods, and we have not been abandoned!" The orc king cried out sobbing, the flames of war in his heart were rekindled, and continued: "We orcs still have an army of 200,000. And these people around are all the strongest in this world, as long as we kill them all, we can completely dominate!"

Hearing a burst of orcish roars, the expressions of the surrounding sanctuaries changed slightly. These words did not use secret codes, so they could understand the general meaning.

But when they cast their vigilant eyes on the white dove, they struggled for a moment, and after a while, they turned friendly again...

The Ice Queen gritted her teeth and tried to raise the longbow, but at the moment when she strung the bow, she couldn't raise her hand no matter what.

If you can't raise the desire to attack the target, how can you launch a decisive blow?

Such a contradictory psychology exists in every Sanctuary—except Leiter, who has already learned through simulation that this mutation is not only not dangerous, but an opportunity.

He was just about to say hello, when he heard the white dove shaking its snow-white neck, and said in a neutral voice:

"Poor child, the Brutal Blood Beast God has given up attacking this world, you don't have to have extravagant hopes..."

Hearing these words, the expressions of the rest of the sanctuary were suddenly surprised, as if thinking of some history ten thousand years ago.

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