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Volume 3: The Conspirator of the Free City Chapter 18: Charge to the Death, Shamanic Secrets (Part 2)

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    Twenty-two warriors who were not afraid of death formed a perfect wedge-shaped charging array and rushed toward the light of the torches like a flaming jungle.  The barbarian orcs obviously did not expect to be actively attacked. When Tomad rode the Bactrian wild camel "Black Cavalry" and rushed in front of those guys, at least more than half of the barbarian orcs widened their eyes in horror, and then let out a burst of fear.  Shouts.  The wedge-shaped array ferociously embedded itself into the ranks of the barbarian orcs. Thomasad took the lead. The especially tall "black cavalry" raised its hoofs and trampled the two barbarian orcs at the front. Broken bones and miserable howls sounded at the same time.  Tomad was unmoved and leaned forward. The griffin sword tore through the dark night like a bolt of lightning, cutting into leather, muscles, and bones, and warm blood spilled out.  Old Bach and another mercenary captain followed closely behind, slashing their axes and swords at the already shaken array of barbarian orcs, and several more barbarian orcs fell to the ground covered in blood.  The cavalry behind them swarmed in and rushed into the forcibly opened gap.  Although the team of barbarian orcs was huge, they were stunned like a giant who had been punched hard in the vital parts.  Many barbarian orcs were completely unprepared. They were slashed with swords, axes, and spears before they even had time to raise their weapons. They fell to the ground and died screaming, while the survivors fled in all directions.  Tomad waved his hands several times at the figures of the barbarian orcs, releasing a wide-range panic spell.  Then the chaos spread like a prairie fire, panicked shouts and chaotic footsteps were mixed together, and even the thumping of war drums became messy.  If you look down from a high altitude at this time, the sea of ????fire that originally surrounded the Baiqiu camp has begun to become chaotic on one side, but the barbarian orc armies in the other three directions are still in order and stay motionless in their original position.  land.  For the orcs, who are known for fighting bravely but without any rules, this kind of strict discipline is rare.  In fact, even the tribal leaders were trying their best to contain the fighting spirit in their chests. Each of the roaring warriors of the barbarian beasts clenched their battle axes and pricked their ears, waiting for the latest instructions from the war drums and bone flutes.  A particularly huge tent stood among countless roaring barbarian warriors holding torches. The tent was sewn with whole pieces of winter wolf fur. It looked very warm. The top was decorated with a circle of beast skulls and branches.  Reindeer antlers stretched out in all directions; more than a dozen giant animal skin war drums surrounded the tent, and behind each war drum stood a tall, burly, upper-chested drummer; a fire pit with a radius of more than ten meters was dug in front of the tent.  , the heat was overflowing, and dark red coals were burning in the fire pit. Next to it stood several shaman acolytes wearing tattered robes and holding bone sacrificial staffs.  The bodies of these shaman acolytes were swaying from side to side like branches blown by the strong wind, and bursts of strange songs floated from their throats, adding a layer of weirdness and mystery to this already extremely barbaric scene.  A murderous atmosphere.  A sentry with a bone flute hanging around his neck hurriedly returned from the front, walked around the fire pit, and knelt down in front of the tent door.  "Strong? Big buck-toothed Wakao." The sentry said in the barbarian language with a strong accent. "The human cavalry suddenly appeared, the array was shaken, the first Baha collapsed, and many warriors died. The third Baha now faces  Attack, Gun? Like requested" He paused, seeming a little scared, " please force the buck-toothed Vakao to send troops to support." A dull curse sounded from deep in the tent, "Hiss.  "K!" The sound sounded like a stone suddenly cracking, and then the thick winter wolf skin door curtain was waved by a thick arm, and an extraordinarily tall orc walked out with heavy and terrifying steps.  , the rhinoceros leather armor and earth dragon bone helmet on his body were coated with a layer of orange light under the reflection of the fire pit.  "That coward is not worthy of being a gang!" When the barbarian orc roared, it was not only the unlucky sentry who was trembling, but even the shaman acolyte who was dancing strangely next to the fire pit also trembled and stopped.  .  "The number of human shrimps will not exceed 200. This is the result after a team entered the camp in the evening. The powerful barbarian warriors actually fled in front of less than 200 enemies. This is simply a huge shame. There is no such thing as  "The warriors of the barbarian beasts are fearless, strong and powerful." The body of the sentry was completely lying on the ground, "Human flesh and bones are like grass, and the roaring warriors are the sharpest."  Sickle. But we can't fight against the mysterious magic. The warriors of First Baha were driven away without a fair chance to fight. Their minds have been distorted." The buck-toothed leader grinned.  A huge canine flashed a ferocious cold light because of this action, "The magic of human shrimps?" He rubbed his chin covered with veins and scars with his hand, "Why don't I remember that in this small camp, there are  The magician is in charge."It's true, Big Vaccao, that human can strike fear into the hearts of the bravest Roaring Warriors with just a wave of his hand, making his hands unable to hold his weapons and his legs unable to support his body."  He was also able to summon darkness that even the sharpest eyes could not see through. The first Baha's Gang was enveloped in that kind of darkness and died.  " The expression of the buck-toothed leader is still nonchalant, but a hint of uneasiness has arisen in his heart. "Magic is indeed annoying, but the barbarian orcs have never been afraid of magic.  He said loudly to the sentinel, "I will send the third Baha to support, a hundred of the most elite roaring warriors. You must bring the human magician to me, alive or dead."  " There was a burst of joy on the sentry's face. He bowed his head in salute for the last time, and then got up from the ground. The buck-toothed leader turned around and planned to tell the drummer to send his order. "Buck-toothed Wakao, please wait a moment.  .  "A hoarse old voice came from the winter wolf skin tent, and then an old barbarian orc carrying a gnarled wooden staff came out with a hunched back. This old barbarian orc looked to be over seventy years old, so  The remaining hair turned into snow-white and was coiled on the top of his head with a leather rope; his right ear wore a very huge gold ring with seven rubies inlaid on it, which represented his identity as a Seven Treasures  Great Shaman. ¡°Sahan Great Shaman.  "Even the unruly buck-toothed leader must lower his head high in front of the great shaman, "What new revelations does your wisdom have on this matter?  " "There is a strong force in that direction. The desert ancestors told me that it cannot be stopped by extraordinary powers.  "Sahan Great Shaman stretched out a bony arm and pointed at the place where the commotion was occurring. "Bucktooth Wakao, only the servants of the great ancestors can firmly resist and defeat it.  " A cautious light flashed in the buck-toothed leader's eyes. This barbaric orc leader has never been as impulsive and rough as he appeared. "Sahan Great Shaman, is that human magician's power very special?  His Majesty Zulu Gritouzi once told me not to let you take the risk of injury under any circumstances.  " "I believe that the power of the great ancestral spirit can completely destroy all enemies, including of course that human being with strange powers.  Sahan the great shaman replied confidently, "Follow me, Bucktooth Wakao, and I will show you the power of the great ancestor spirit."  ¡± When the Great Shaman Sahan sprinkled a handful of black powder into the burning fire pit under the strange chants of more than a dozen shaman acolytes, Tomad, who was leading the charge, suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, as if  Two red-hot steel awls pierced the left and right sides of his forehead at the same time, and the terrible pain caused made him couldn't help but scream. If Old Bach hadn't come up in time, stretched out his right hand to support his body, and said.  Maybe Tomad will fall off the back of the Bactrian camel, and then be stepped on by the cavalry behind him who have no time to get out of the way. ¡°Brother Tomad, what¡¯s wrong?  "Old Bach shouted loudly, "Are you injured somewhere?  Damn, I didn't see anything just now!  " "Iit's okay.  Tomad gritted his teeth and reluctantly sat up straight, "Continue, we can't stop keep charging!"  Brother Bach, take command first!  " Old Bach nodded vigorously. He understood the danger this team was currently facing. Even with the help of Tomad's magic and the brutal orcs' negligence, after breaking through the first array of the brutal orcs, there were only sixteen people to follow.  Come up. The rest were either pulled off the saddle by the barbarian orcs and died tragically on the spot; they were lost in the double cover of the thick night and magic and could no longer follow the team. ¡°I understand, Brother Tomad.  "Old Bach answered while raising the black steel battle ax high, "Everyone, obey my orders for the time being" Another burst of severe pain hit, Tomad groaned, and held his breasts tightly with both hands.  The force of the wild camel's mane made the wild camel nicknamed "Black Cavalry" neigh in pain. He lay on the wild camel's neck and seemed to hear someone calling his name, and it seemed that it was someone calling his name.  The orc was roaring, and the last impression he had was that the tattoo on his right wrist was frighteningly hot, and then he didn't know anything anymore. Tomad fell into a sudden coma, so he didn't know how panicked Old Bach and the others were.  The desperate charge stopped. He also didn't know that in the tattoo space on his right wrist, the entire Dark Elf castle was shaking violently, and some unreliable obsidian stone statues fell from the walls. The Dark Elf, gray dwarves and other castle residents  They were all running around in panic, and the demonic fire attached to the castle wall dimmed and extinguished. It looked like it was the end of the castle. On the obsidian platform on the top of the fighting tower, the leader of the shadow scouts, Lisa Black Blade, and  The leader of the Blood Sisters, Verna Yemei, ended an evenly matched contest and then bowed to each other reluctantly.The smart customer service T53, who had a youthful image, just smiled and raised the crystal cup filled with fine wine to say something. His face suddenly changed and he raised his head to look at the top wall of the cave.  "It was found that the player An Zhiruosu was impacted by a spiritual power from an unknown source. The strength was determined as 3, and the malice was determined as 5. According to Article 12 of the Network Security Code and artificial intelligence logic, a limited counterattack against the source of the malicious spiritual power is allowed." Accompanied by  With the solemn announcement of the electronically synthesized voice, a dazzling light bloomed around T53's body, and then two black wings stretched out from his back, supporting his body and slowly lifted into the sky.  A wisp of blood spurted out from the palm of T53's right hand, condensing into a crimson sword in front of him. The blade was densely covered with complicated and exquisite strange patterns, and there was blood-colored light flowing in the patterns. It looked very unique.  Evil taste.  "The location of the spiritual source is locked, the counterattack method is the bloody sword of the fallen angel." The next moment, with a deafening roar, Tomad's body lying on the back of the Bactrian camel suddenly disappeared.  Then, in front of the strong bucktooth leader's winter wolf skin tent, the air suddenly fluctuated, and a figure wearing a hooded cloak and holding a griffon sword appeared out of thin air, as if he was walking out of the air.  The Great Sahan Shaman, who was waving his arms in front of the fire pit, let out a sharp roar, his skinny and hunched body turned around like lightning, and his gnarled wooden staff pointed at the man's chest.  An invisible force shot out from the head of the staff, tearing open the void and making a series of crackling sounds.  But the man did not dodge. Instead, he raised the gryphon sword and swung a bloody sword light from top to bottom.  The bloody sword light and the invisible force collided violently.  Just in front of the strong and buck-toothed leader, the whole world seemed to suddenly explode into pieces. Blue, yellow, and red lightnings intertwined together to form a colorful rainbow.  The strong and buck-toothed leader felt his eyes stinging and couldn't help but turn his head.  When the loud noise and bright light finally disappeared, the strong and buck-toothed leader stared at the tragic scene in front of him in stunned silence, with a shaken expression on his face for the first time.  The winter wolf skin tent that he was so proud of had been torn to pieces and collapsed on the ground, and all the animal skin war drums had been overturned to the ground, but in comparison, this loss was nothing at all.  The worst thing was that the great shaman Sahan and his shaman acolytes all fell into the fire pit. Except for the great shaman who had several magic protective items on his body and was still hanging on for his life, everyone else was burned.  The charcoal was burnt black, giving off a chilling stench.  Only the young man was missing. If there weren't a few strips of cloth torn off by the great shaman's counterattack secret technique on the ground, the strong and buck-toothed leader couldn't even believe that a young man had appeared out of thin air and used a terrifying  The light of his sword defeated the secret ritual of Sahan Shaman, and even beat him to the point of not knowing whether he was alive or dead.  For the first time, the strong and buck-toothed leader felt that human power may not be as weak as he imagined. Maybe the barbarian orcs who wanted to build their own huge empire would have to pay an equally huge price.
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