Chapter 980: Snake Plague Soon after Douluo Vik returned to the camp, a certain piece of ground in the depths of the Black Snake Valley suddenly trembled.
There are many stone pillars everywhere here, and on the uneven rocky ground, there are countless black snakes of all sizes.
But when the shock of the ground spread, the black snakes raised their front half of their bodies in horror, spit desperately, and let out a frightened sizzle.
A hole appeared silently on the ground, and a huge black snake with a sharp horn on top of it slowly burrowed out of the ground.
Someone's body is thick, and the snake hyacinth, which is more than ten meters long, quickly spits forward, and this surprisingly big black snake lazily burrows out of the ground and slowly swims in the direction of the exit of the Black Snake Valley.
Faintly visible traces of black-red medicinal powder on the ground, these medicinal powders are exuding a faint smell of blood, and this medicinal powder made from the bone marrow and essence blood of various beasts has a strong power against snakes and reptiles.
Ordinary small snakes will die because they can't withstand the huge medicinal power in the powder, but for those snakes of this size, this is a great tonic.
How many black snakes live in the Black Snake Valley, no one can say.
How many years Black Snake Valley has existed in the Odin Ice Field, no one can say.
These black snakes in the Black Snake Valley are just ordinary snakes, they have no magic core for people to hunt, no venom, no strange value, and even their meat is not very tasty.
This is a useless snake, so they survived in the Black Snake Valley for many years.
Enzo and the others have camped in the Black Snake Valley several times, and Vic, who likes to wander around, once saw the real king of the Black Snake Valley with his own eyes.
More than a dozen black snakes as long as they were a mile long, incredibly powerful.
The firstborn has a single horn, and can turn into a storm with a large mouthful, although it has no magical power.
There is no poison to hurt anyone.
But with just the strong and tenacious snakeskin, with the strangulation power, these big guys can easily kill and devour saint-level warriors. net It is no longer known how many years it has survived in the Black Snake Valley. only to nourish these dozen perverted big guys.
But as soon as Enzo saw the Wolf Rider charge, he asked Vic to lure the big guys out.
Unless it's a heavily armed army of 100,000 men carrying a variety of heavy ordnance.
Otherwise, it is impossible to pose any real threat to these big guys.
More than 10,000 wild wolves and 3,000 wolf cavalry are enough for these big guys to devour, and Enzo can take the opportunity to slip away while the big snake is devouring the wolf cavalry.
But now, Enzo carried the golden werewolf to intimidate the wolf cavalry not to approach, and the wolf cavalry was nervously threatening the flank of the tiger man, preventing the tiger man from launching a full-scale attack.
The tiger man, on the other hand, roared angrily and wanted to approach the camp, but he didn't dare to really attack.
That tangled and contradictory mood really made them extremely angry.
"Hey, werewolves.
Drive these tiger people away.
How about I'll let your master go," Enzo stood on the parapet, smiling at the werewolves.
Then he shook the golden werewolf in his hand.
Before the green wolf riders could speak, an old man of the fox clan had already rushed out of the team of the tiger people, and he howled hoarsely: "Werewolf brothers, you must not believe the words of human beings when you listen to my heartfelt words, human beings, they have always been untrustworthy and treacherous, how many people have our orc brothers been killed by them?"
Coughing violently, the old man of the fox clan jumped up and howled: "There is only one way to rescue your master, attack it, and kill all these humans before they kill your master, so that your master can be rescued."
Just as the wolf people have a royal military advisor and the embarrassed people who have been attached to the werewolf for generations, the tiger people also have their own traditional royal military advisors for generations, that is, the fox people.
These smart, sinister and treacherous fox people are not only military advisors on the battlefield, but also have the talent of soul mages that are extremely rare among the orcs, and many fox mages occupy high positions in the Odin Temple. net The words of the old man of the fox clan were like cuckoos crying blood, and the cry was so sincere, the green wolves were in a commotion, they muttered to each other, and kept turning their heads to look at Enzo and the others.
Enzo's face darkened, and he shouted: "Stupid guys, you dare to trust the fox people, have you forgotten the proverb of the orc clan, the best fox people are the dead fox people, humans only want your life, and the fox people even deceive your soul."
Do you believe me, or do you believe the old fox?"
The old man of the fox clan looked at Enzo very innocently, and a trace of vicious smile appeared on his long pointed face: "Young man, you have to pay attention when you speak, what is the best fox clan is the dead fox clan, your words are a little hurtful."
Enzo sneered a few times, and was about to speak, when the earth suddenly trembled slightly.
Everyone looked back into the depths of the Black Snake Valley, and they were horrified to see a dozen thick black pillar-like objects swimming slowly towards this direction.
These things are more than 100 meters high, and they make strange sizzling sounds, and a large amount of saliva is constantly dripping from the corners of their mouths.
Enzo's face changed slightly, he let out a clear roar, and all the warriors quickly took out a special bottle of black potion from their backpacks, and poured the potions on their heads.
The smell of the warriors' flesh was masked by a strange smell of sulfur, which happened to be the most hated smell of snakes.
If it's some fire-type demon snakes, they'll love the breath of sulfur.
But these black snakes are just the most common species, as long as they are stained with the smell of sulfur, they will not take a second look at Enzo and the others at all.
The extraordinarily large tiger man cried out in horror: "Damn, what is this?"
Three or five black pillars suddenly swept down, and several black snakes swept through the crowd, accompanied by a miserable howl, seven or eight werewolves, three or five tiger people were rolled up by the snakes, and were swallowed by those big snakes into their mouths.
The serpents don't chew at all, they swallow their prey alive with their necks straight, and they can see humanoid objects slowly sliding down their slippery necks, and even hear hoarse howls coming from their necks.
Enzo carried the golden werewolf and quickly retreated with the warriors, standing still in the corner of the camp.
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The strong smell of sulfur filled the surroundings, and the black snakes did not look this way, but swam out quickly and pounced on the werewolves and tigermen.
The old man of the fox clan wailed hoarsely: "Damn things like the one-horned black snake king, who woke them up, these guys should sleep deep underground, leave the nest once in a hundred years to hunt, they shouldn't appear today" The old man of the fox clan who was dancing quickly attracted the attention of the two black snake kings, they bowed their heads very elegantly, and the snake hyacinth spit lightly, and the old man of the fox clan was caught by the two snake hyacinths, and was pulled into two sections with a light pull.
In the rain of blood, the tall and abnormal Tiger Clan man raised his red bronze sword and shouted: "The brave and invincible Tiger Clan warriors use our courage and blood to show off our martial arts to kill these little reptiles."
Woo-ha-ha-ha The tigers let out a cheer that went into the clouds, and they waved their weapons one after another, rushing towards the Black Snake King like a tide.
The sturdy Tiger Clan man rushed to the front, a faint purple-gold aura gushed out from his body, and the red copper broadsword brought up a dazzling sword light, and slashed at the body of the black snake king closest to him.
When there was a loud bang, the red copper broadsword broke at the waist, and only a knife mark more than two meters long but an inch deep appeared on the thick snake scales of the Black Snake King, and it hadn't even touched its snake skin.
The huge black snake turned its head and glanced at the tiger man, and the long tail swept over like thunder, and the tiger man and the dozens of tiger warriors around him howled miserably and were whipped out by a tail.
They can't do magic or venom, but with their incredible strength, the Black Snake Kings are almost crushing these hapless orc warriors.
Enzo waved his hand lightly, and the warriors silently dismantled the tent, quickly rolled up the tent and carried it behind him, and then slowly left the camp along another path.
Everyone tiptoed to not make a sound, and the terrible howls of the werewolves and tigermen around them perfectly concealed the occasional sound of Enzo and the others.
Behind the Black Snake King, a tide-like black snake poured out.
The small one is only a little more than a foot long, the slightly larger one is an adult snake two meters long, then the old snake is three or five meters long, and finally the little freak more than ten meters long, which is mixed with dozens of snake spirits that are about thirty meters long, and the mighty snake flow gushes out, completely submerging the army of those werewolves and tigers.
The Black Snake Valley has become a place for snake feasts, Enzo and the others carefully withdrew from the Black Snake Valley, listening to the terrible howls in the Black Snake Valley, and finally exhaled deeply.
"This is the benefit of choosing Black Snake Valley as a camp" Enzo shrugged his shoulders: "The potion sent by that guy from Gavu is always effective. ” Vic smirked a few times, and was about to speak, when suddenly his eyes widened in surprise and he stared blankly at a small hill in the distance.
A long bone trumpet sounded, and a blood-colored banner flew high in the sun, and the insignia on the flag was a black shield and a wolf-toothed sword full of gaps.
The low sound of drums came from afar, and dozens of strong men who were tall and tall, two meters and fifty meters tall, with their messy long hair braided into countless tiny braids hanging on the back of their heads, strode towards this side.
Behind these big men, more and more thick men emerged from behind the small mountain bag.
These barbarian men, who exuded a formidable aura all over their bodies, wielded their heavy swords, and rushed towards Enzo and the others with great strides.
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