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Volume 5: Dance of Demons Chapter 165: Divine Weapons from Heaven

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    Jacquard took a deep breath and turned her beautiful eyes as she watched the whistling wind blades rush out and tear into pieces the bodies of more than a dozen tricolor birdmen. However, she was not at all surprised in her heart. She looked like a rattlesnake.  His eyebrows were trembling.  Several clan members around her know very well that when the clan leader is extremely angry and anxious, her eyebrows will tremble like this.  Three groups of mutant creatures attacked at the same time. Such a situation had never happened before. Although Jacquard knew that this time the tribesmen would fight back with all their strength, they would be able to repel the invading enemies, but the damage would be quite heavy.  She didn¡¯t know if the Beast King was behind this war, but she knew that it was probably closely related to the Beast King.  This is what worries her the most.  When she thought that the tribe members were now obsessed with their minds and were willing to become the Beast King's slaves, and also wanted her to go to the Cansha Tribe to be the concubine of the Beast King's son, her heart hurt unbearably.  What made her feel even more sad was that the tribe's protector god, the sacred tree, actually reached some kind of agreement with the Beast King and completely ignored the survival of the Wind Snake clan.  Titta does not want the snake to become the slaves of his family, because once she agrees with the conditions of the Beastmaster, the entire Wind Snake family will be officially removed in the seventh realm of the Royal Tie.  She didn't believe that the elders couldn't see through the Beast King's conspiracy. She just felt chilled. Maybe it was because the Beast King promised huge profits to several elders that they became like this.  But why the Divine Tree also sided with the Beast King was something that Jacquard couldn't figure out at all.  "Work harder, don't skimp on the recovery potion, give me a hard beating, and beat these damn three-color birdmen back to their lair." Jacquard gathered his mind and shouted loudly.  There are about 20,000 tribesmen around her. Although the overwhelming wind magic continues to flow towards the tri-color birdman army, the three-color birdmen gradually gain a firm foothold, because above their heads, groups of dark blue gradually form.  poisonous fog.  Jacquard¡¯s brows were furrowed, and his expression became more solemn.  ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbmbgs Out  "Three-color ecstasy poisonous flame" is the strongest attacker of the three-color birdman.  This kind of poisonous inflammation is formed by the condensed essence of the three-color birdman. It is dark cyan in the early stage, cyan and red in the middle stage, and transforms into green, red and black in the later stage. If the three-color ecstasy poisonous inflammation is allowed to develop to the later stage,  , the three-color ecstasy poisonous flames unleashed by five or six thousand three-color birdmen are enough to capture the essence of a person at the peak of one star. At that time, the clansmen around him will have no other choice but to retreat back to the barrier.  , otherwise there is only a dead end.  The three-color bird people were chattering in their mouths. The bodies of their companions that were torn into pieces by wind magic were grabbed by them and stuffed into their mouths and swallowed. It seemed that by devouring the corpses of their companions, these bird people could replenish their energy.  To make up for the consumption of their three-color Ecstasy Poison Flame against magic attacks.  Jacquard didn¡¯t know the situation in the other two battlefields, but she knew that if she couldn¡¯t win this battle against the three-color birdmen, the situation of the entire tribe would become extremely serious.  Moreover, the four elders reached a temporary agreement with her. Unless she could defeat the tricolor birdman army today, they would control the tribe's supplies and no longer allow the tribesmen who followed her to participate in the war.  The Wind Snake Clan has a strict assessment system for the distribution of materials, and the distribution is based on each person's contribution to the tribe, which is very fair and reasonable.  Without the antidote, healing potion, and recovery potion, it would be difficult for the tribesmen who followed her to win against the mutated creatures, and it could even be said that they would not even be able to leave the tribal barrier.  This is the persecution of the four elders. Jacquard is very clear about it. Looking at the more than 20,000 tribesmen around him, Jacquard feels sad in his heart.  She felt even worse when she thought of the words of the human saint in the past.  There was not much magic power left in the magic bead. Jacquard took out a bottle of recovery potion, raised her neck and drank it, but smiled bitterly. Her recovery potion had been exhausted, but now only one-third of her magic power had been restored.  ?Looking at the tribesmen around us, the situation is not very good either.  She knows very well that once the attack stops and the three-color birdmen advance forward, their three-color ecstasy poisonous flames will transform into the middle stage. At that time, the tribesmen who are only at the fourth or fifth level will easily lose their lives.  Gritting her teeth, Jacquard ordered: "Concentrate the attack on the three-color ecstasy poisonous flames!" Before she finished speaking, she had already released a wind agitation with all her strength, and it fell end-to-end into the huge poisonous mist. The depth of the poisonous mist was  The cyan became lighter, but the jacquard didn't feel excited at all.  She knew that the three-color ecstasy poisonous flame had been strengthened again.  Sure enough, the tricolor bird people advanced about thirty meters again. As several miserable howls sounded from around them, Jacquard sadly discovered thatAbout two thousand tribesmen suddenly screamed and moved involuntarily towards the direction of the bird-man army, as if they were being pulled.  She knew that these tribesmen had been eroded by the three-color ecstasy poisonous flames, and would die soon even if they could be rescued.  The unaffected Wind Snakes all had red eyes, and they launched all kinds of attack magic desperately. After this wave of attacks, hundreds of three-color birdmen were turned into pieces, but the color of the poisonous mist above their heads was gradually changing.  During the transformation, more than two thousand Wind Snake clan members were moved to the center of the battlefield, and their bodies began to melt, turning into traces of mist and blending into the poisonous mist.  Jacquard roared angrily: "Winds and residual clouds!" A whirlwind the size of a room suddenly appeared on top of the poisonous mist, like a giant python, tearing and swallowing a large cloud of poisonous mist.  However, the three-color bird people were not panicked at all. Instead, they took their time devouring the corpse fragments of the same kind. The missing poisonous mist quickly condensed again as the whirlwind disappeared. At this time, the color of the entire poisonous mist suddenly began to change.  Into green and red colors.  Jacquard bit the tip of his tongue, burning his own essence and blood, waving his magic wand, and condensed a huge wind shield in front of his own formation. This wind shield could only withstand one minute at most, and this minute was what Jacquard was doing.  The tribesmen bought time to retreat.  As time passed, the three-color ecstasy poisonous flames that had transformed into the middle stage would have super powerful damage capabilities. She knew that at least two-thirds of the people around her would be swallowed by the poisonous flames, and soon the poisonous flames would move towards them.  Later transformation.  The extreme weakness caused by burning the essence and blood made Jacquard's feet weak, and his body was about to fall forward.  "Patriarch!" A cry of surprise rang out, and the two wind snake girls helped Jacquard in time. Jacquard smiled sadly and said: "Pass my order, all retreat." The two wind snake girls are Jacquard's personal maids.  Everyone knows the tremendous pressure the patriarch has been under recently, and also knows how difficult it is for the patriarch to make such a decision now.  At this moment, the tricolor Birdman army split to the left and right, and a handsome young man walked out. He shouted triumphantly: "Jacquard, as long as you surrender now, I promise to marry you.  I can spare the lives of your followers. I, Kelsi, keep my word. Is it better to marry me than to marry the son of the Beast King? At least I can let you be the main wife! Hahahaha?  !" Jacquard spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the two maids screamed. Jacquard managed to regain her composure and said, "Quick, give the order to retreat!" The two maids were filled with grief and anger, and were about to order the withdrawal, when suddenly they opened their mouths.  , so surprised that he looked at a certain place, as if he was sluggish.  "What are you doing and not giving the order? Are you going to let all the clansmen die here?" Jacquard shouted sternly.  "Patriarch, look, what's going on?" The two maids helped Jacquard, and they pointed forward at the same time. Jacquard looked over, and she immediately froze.  Above the heads of the three-color birdman army, two huge alien beasts were tearing and devouring the blue-red three-color ecstasy poisonous flames, and the three-color birdman had been smashed to pieces. They were simply defeated and attacked their army.  The formation was a group of human warriors riding tall magic wolves.  Kers was forced into a panic by a human youth, roaring repeatedly.  "When did humans come, and when did humans become so powerful?" Jacquard couldn't describe how she felt at this moment. She only felt that the scene in front of her was quite unreal and weird.  Because, with her cultivation, she could tell at a glance that the human warriors fighting Kers only had two-star strength, while Kers was in the One Yuan realm, and there was a huge gap between the two.  Moreover, the difference between high-level and holy-level is not as simple as the same realm, but the human warrior was clearly holding a strange-shaped awl and forced Kers into a panic. This was simply incredible.  Looking at the battle scene in the three-color bird-man army formation, Jacquard feels even more incredible.  The three-color bird people, who have always been good at defense and agility, seemed to have suddenly fallen into a quagmire and swamp, moving extremely slowly. However, the hundreds of human warriors riding magic wolves were running rampant among them, harvesting as if they were strolling in the garden.  The tricolor bird protects people's lives.  Basically, Jacquard didn¡¯t see any decent counterattack from the three-color bird people. She only saw these three-color bird people standing there like wooden stakes, allowing the human warriors to kill.  "It's magic, it's control magic!" Jacquard stared and almost screamed.  With her magical attainments, she finally understood at this moment that it was not that the three-color birds and people were turned into wooden stakes, but that they were all subjected to a kind of evil.??Brilliant control magic.  This kind of magic was completely beyond Jacquard's knowledge. She knew that it was under the influence of this kind of control magic that the tricolor bird people became so dull and dull, allowing themselves to be massacred by human warriors.  Jacquard was extremely surprised. She looked at those huge demon wolves, jumping like flying while waving their giant claws. Their bodies seemed to be covered with pieces of magic castings glowing with magic resistance.  Equipment, every time they wave their giant claws, they will take away the life of one or several tricolor birdmen.  Hundreds of human demon wolf knights seem to be well-trained and have a tacit understanding. They advance and retreat with each other in a well-established manner. The three-color bird people fell one by one like wheat. What's even more frightening is that those demon wolf mounts are  It was something Jacquard had never seen before, and the ferocious aura exuding from each of them frightened Jacquard.  "The strength of these Demonic Wolf Knights is not very high, at most one-star level, but the scary thing is that their strength is surprisingly average, and their offensive methods are quite fierce.  Jacquard knew very well how difficult it was to break through the body defense of the three-color birdmen, but these human knights just used the strange weapons in their hands to swipe casually, just like touching the weathered bones of the ruined battlefield,  The body of the three-color birdman was dismembered, and even the three-color birdman in the two-star realm could not escape his misfortune!  "Ouch!¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª" "Tiger¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª" Suddenly, two roars of giant beasts made Jacquard wake up a little. Only then did she notice that at some point, the tiger hanging in the air  The two giant beasts had completely devoured the huge three-color ecstasy poisonous flames, and the wind shield condensed from her burning essence and blood happened to shatter and disappear.  Time has just passed one minute.  Jacquard and the more than 20,000 Wind Snake people around her were stunned at this moment, forgetting to retreat and forgetting that they were still in danger on the battlefield.
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