Chapter 911

The black forest, which has been silent for a long time, boils with the decay of the ring of animal husbandry. A large number of chaotic demons haunt the black forest and pollute everything they encounter with their blood flowing from their bodies.

Chaos demons don't care about winning or losing, they don't care about life and death, they only care whether their behavior conforms to their master's preference.

The fallen great Druid Malfurion grievous wind rarely chose the object of his allegiance, but immersed himself in the concept of chaos itself.

The victim is not his favorite style. He is not interested in this. He is disgusted with the false soul provided by the world. Naro is concerned about this. He likes Malfurion's crazy pursuit in exploring the nature of life, while sin prefers the fraternity shown by Malfurion in the process.

Malfurion grievous wind received the attention of two evil gods at the same time. They both blessed him with their own power, and at the same time, this power also continued to eat Malfurion.

At this time, the rotten Druid's body has swelled into a little giant, and his body more than seven meters high makes him move like a hill in the forest.

Malfurion's whole lower body began to be gradually vegetated, and his two stout thighs were covered with air roots. Every time the soles of his feet landed, those roots and branches were rooted in the soil like a dancing python, trying to settle down here.

But Malfurion always shook his head and said vaguely, "no, not here, my children, not here."

Then they continue to move forward with swollen bodies. A large number of air roots are torn off, and the broken parts quickly disappear in the depths of the earth. Before long, they will sprout again, spit poison gas around and prey on the creatures that dare to approach.

And Malfurion was always growing more roots to fill his vacancy.

Malfurion's masculinity has been particularly strengthened, like the impact angle of a warship, filled with wood fiber, which constantly shows that his heroic achievements of three to five children at the age of three to five are not in vain.

The tiger was poisoned and did not eat his son, but Malfurion grievous wind almost wiped out his hundreds of children. At this time, most of his descendants were imprisoned in his huge belly, just like a pregnant October.

From time to time, Malfurion would, in a howl of pain, lay a huge egg large enough to hold an adult.

The corrupt Druid would never look back at the giant eggs that had been born. He would only follow the guidance in his mind and go to the promised land.

The big eggs will decay in a few hours. Once Malfurion's half human and half animal offspring were enough to challenge the Druids' nerves, but now these offspring are even more hideous after they return to the furnace. They are mixed with the blessing of sin and Naro, and become evil and seductive.

Ordinary humans just stare at them, they have headache, nausea and vomiting, but at the same time, the body will continue to secrete estrus, and soon it will be completely destroyed.

What Alex has just killed is a defective product that has not yet been reared by Malfurion. He is the only one who has escaped his father's poison. Although he is still bewitched by the forces of chaos, he is dead with dignity.

A large number of the transformed Beifeng family's offspring hunt females in the forest, and constantly breed new chaotic hybrids.

Within a few days, the corruption of the great Druid Malfurion grievous wind turned into a civil war in the black forest.

This is a war between the biosphere and the biosphere. The black forest has never been a hospitable place. The species that can survive in the black forest are elites who have survived numerous rounds of survival of the fittest, and they have launched their own counterattack.

Of course, in the face of chaos, like humans in this world, they have lost half from the beginning.

Karu of yudheim is the most capable warrior in his tribe. He is also known as a scorpion because of the magical tattoo with scorpion pattern on his face.

Kalu was hunting a six legged beast in the jungle with warriors from seven tribes.

Kalu has not been able to see the real face of the beast. He was preparing for the next magic tattoo, but the beast cruelly tore up three tribal soldiers in the forest, and the remaining two survivors escaped with full of scars, which shocked karu.

The main business of the yudheim people has gradually shifted from hunting to plundering and fishing. They are invincible in the sea and occupy a large area of fishing ground, enough for the whole tribe to eat.

However, the thinking of the older generation will not return for a while. They are not willing to give up the ancient hunting tradition and constantly urge the young people to enter the jungle to prove their bravery by the head of their prey.

Kalu scoffed at this kind of behavior. When he was very young, he went out to sea with his father's generation and fought with pirates. He didn't look up to the glory brought by the fur of those wild animals.

It was not until he and the elves went to the depths of the forest and saw the threat of chaos that Kalu really realized how dangerous the world was, and what it was to say that there were people outside and heaven and earth.The demon hunter with black hair was the real warrior, and whenever Kalu felt stronger and bigger, he would think of the less powerful seleis.

True man, should kill chaos evil devil to prove oneself brave!

Karoo took a deep breath, and the faint odor in the air reminded him of his experience near the rotten tree.

The yudheim were the best fighters far south, and Kalu was sure what he was smelling.

He silently took out a huge axe from his waist and motioned his companion to stop moving: "be careful, there are chaotic monsters I told you about before!"

The eyes of seven young crazy soldiers suddenly brightened. They were still young and ignorant. They were looking forward to an epic battle to reflect their bravery.

But Karoo understood that the battle against chaos was always accompanied by death and pain, and only in a few cases could they return home full of glory.

However, crazy soldiers live and die for war. They are not afraid of fighting, but afraid that there is no war to fight!

"Come out, chaos! Let's have a fair fight Kalu yelled and gestured to his companions.

They are Berserkers, not fools.

Several young soldiers immediately surrounded each other back to back, and two soldiers quietly climbed up the tree, waiting for the enemy to appear and give them a fatal blow.

But this time, the number of enemies exceeded their expectation. The yotonheim, who had just climbed the tree, felt the cold of their neck and was pulled out!

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