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Three hundred and eleven The battle begins


The two sides are more adept, and they have a lot of fun, but the demon beasts outside the valley are miserable, and they are repeatedly ravaged by the faith war songs of the lords and priests.

The other orc warriors in the valley were at peace, and as Arthur's war song gradually stabilized, and after a few airburst sounds, they basically adapted to the influence of the banshee's scream, at least they would no longer have the uncomfortable feeling just now.

It was only then that they realized that there was such a person as Arthur.

The two sides yelled at each other for half an hour, and in the end, it was the silver-eyed banshee who died down first, stopped screaming, turned around and retracted back on the ice crystal platform, and wrapped herself tightly with purple ice crystals.

As night fell, the temptations of the day finally came to an end.

Huge flames were lit near the mouth of the valley, and several bonfires were piled up, and people sat together, roasting the fire, and discussing what to do with the silver-eyed banshee.

Fortai, the Tygo berserker warrior from the Divine Grace Province, stood up first and said, "Damn, everyone has seen today's events, and a single force will definitely not work.

I, Foltai, are here to ask if you want to win this battle or admit defeat and leave."

Foltai was the first of the masters to jump out and attack the Silver-Eyed Banshee during the day today.

His bravery also convinced the others, so although he stood up and spoke less politely, no one had any opinion.

And at this time, this topic involves the honor of the beasts, and no one will think that they are soft eggs who want to escape.

Golden Lion Murphy glanced at it and said slowly: "Naturally, the task is completed."

His voice paused, and he continued to analyze calmly in a deep voice.

"I don't know what people think, whoever makes it out is for us in the south.

You must know that there are not only Yanjing people who go to Yanjing for special training, but also those guys in the north.

In the past, they all called us soft-footed shrimp in the south, are you willing, Lao Tzu is unwilling.

In the last few words, the always calm lion fiddled with the fire in front of him.

"it" a muffled thunderous voice sounded, Beamon Warrior Quark.

Several eye-catching powerhouses obviously expressed their support, and it is impossible to go back to this point.

"I think everyone should kill the silver-eyed banshee together, as for who gets the beast core and who gets the qualification, everything is up to fate, at least as an orc warrior, we should first unite to kill the demon beast in front of us" Zou Liang stood up and said, obviously his performance during the day had earned him enough respect as a "nobody", and the silence of the warrior showed that.

Not everyone is qualified to stand up and speak.

If you don't destroy the silver-eyed banshee, it's a shame to be brave, and what kind of glory is there to talk about Later, when I saw Yanjing and the gang of guys in the north, I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to lift my head.

All the elites present were the elites of the younger generation, with their own pride, dignity and blood surname Soon, opinions were unanimous.

Don't look back until you kill the Silvereye Banshee.

Then, the only thing left to do is to unite and abandon the geographical barriers of all cities and provinces, and only true sincere cooperation can give full play to everyone's strength and complete this challenge This night is destined to be a busy night, and all the masters are nervously discussing how to match and combine to exert the greatest power.

A few miles away from the campfire's makeshift gathering place, Dani, sitting on the top of the hill with the evening breeze, brought a smile to her lips.

"A bunch of little fools, finally sensible, a little looking forward to it" The light of dawn shone through the purple clouds, casting a pale gold on the ground.

There was a sudden roar in the valley, it was a priest who was hoisting his voice in the morning.

The silver-eyed banshee was quarreled with by these little ants, and her demon eyes flickered with irritability.

These little ants that disturbed their peace did not leave after a night, which was unexpected.

More than twenty fighters stood in a line on the shore of the lake.

The fourteen strongest main attackers were left with seven or eight weaker reserves.

After a night of discussion, everyone has a mature tactic, and the division of labor and cooperation according to the characteristics of their respective forces.

The first to stand up was Fortai.

The amazing performance when he appeared yesterday, everyone agreed that he was the first to play the sharp spirit of the beast clan.

Foltai stood on the ice, his upper body showing his knotted muscles.

He turned his head and glanced back, and said with a smile: "Today, we are also comrades-in-arms, and we will see Lao Tzu's performance later." ” Today is not as good as yesterday, yesterday was a temptation, you can advance or retreat, today is real.

Those who chose to stand up at this time and prepare to attack the silver-eyed banshee have already left life and death behind.

"Brother, please," someone behind him said.

Foltai didn't look back, with a conceited smile on the corner of his mouth, and his body fell to the sky, roaring.

Berserker, charge Lao Tzu is an orc warrior and a ferocious beast Fortai The beastly behemoth roared, moving its limbs along the ice to the silver-eyed banshee.

The first person to attack, both the sharp knife and the one who attracts the attention and hatred of the silver-eyed banshee, has a great responsibility.

Foltai didn't rush and fight as soon as he came up like yesterday, after all, he was the most familiar with ice combat, and he swam his body more intelligently, and with his best Beastmaster dance, he galloped and drifted at a certain distance, drawing circles and looking for a route that could approach the silver-eyed banshee, and it was obvious that the silver-eyed banshee was more cunning than yesterday.

It is in sight to advance, and yesterday it deliberately teased these prey to play, just because it was afraid that they would run away, as long as it ate these guys, it could be promoted immediately Never underestimate a lord-level demon beast Foltai was annoyed by going around the silver-eyed banshee for a long time, and yesterday's tactics allowed him to try to disturb the silver-eyed banshee and attract its attention.

It's almost disrupted With Fortai's impatient surname, he didn't have so much patience to spend any longer, he had to get closer.

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With a low roar, the ice exploded with a kick of his hind limbs, and the Berserker Warrior suddenly picked up his speed and pounced on the silver-eyed banshee from the side like lightning Fight for war Wild beasts like to go straight.

A hint of cunning flashed in the silver-eyed banshee's gaze, and the long snake tail squirmed, pushing the silver-eyed banshee's body to lie on the ice, and a bright red claw was inserted into the ice. rumble A huge pillar of ice crystal two meters high suddenly burst out of the ground.

Not one or two, but densely bouncing up, as if the ice had suddenly turned into a hedgehog Berserker Warrior Fortai, fearless An anthropomorphic sneer appeared on the face of the monstrous beast, and instead of slowing down, it accelerated and rushed to the ice crystals almost instantly.

Dance of the Beasts The limbs of the giant beast flew like wheels, and it propelled forward like lightning With the power and speed of the fury, Fortaire has reached a peak.

However, the other masters who were standing on the shore waiting for a chance to make a move were a little worried, and Foltai was a little anxious.

Boom, boom, boom The ice shattered and exploded, and the giant beast was seen advancing frantically from the air, penetrating the first barrier of the silver-eyed banshee like lightning, and just when it rushed to the flat area, suddenly, the originally smooth plane stabbed out of the ice pick ice spike again Active It's like a staggered canine tooth, constantly popping up and indenting.

Caught off guard, Foltai let out a loud roar, and the soles of his hands and feet were instantly pierced through several bloody holes.

This was just the beginning of the silver-eyed banshee's revenge, and countless sharp cones were stabbed and retracted, and the next moment a huge ice ball fell from the sky and smashed straight towards Fortai "Oops" The beast clan was surprised, but he didn't expect that his side had discussed joining forces, and the attack style of the demon beast had also changed.

More cunning and more murderous The black lion Lelaon, who was attacking in the back, couldn't help but take a step forward, this kind of scene was simply a challenge to his surname, he felt how good it was to rush up, but after all, everyone agreed with Priest Arthur's idea, alas, the priest is a toss, it is trouble.

Everyone's hearts lifted up, and they sweated for the injured Fortai.

Between the lightning and flint, I suddenly heard a roar from the wild beast Fortai, starting from the big tendons on the back, to the waist, to the thighs, to the arms, and the tense trembling like a tight bowstring.

Fortey's best skill is muscle control The blood holes on the soles of his hands and feet contracted instantly, and he forcibly closed the wound with muscle strength.

However, it was too late Before he could react, a huge snowball with a diameter of three meters hit his body at once.

"Let's go up, Foltai can't hold it anymore" The black lion Lelaon's eyes narrowed, and his murderous aura was exposed.

Yesterday, I said that Foltai was the first to attract the attention of the Silver-Eyed Banshee with his experience in fighting on the ice, and then everyone attracted attacks in turn, first consuming and dispersing the Silver-Eyed Banshee as much as possible, and then launching a combined killing attack by the strongest five people.

Arthur shook his head and waited for the black lion to look, "He can, archer, on" Eight archers, including Sophie, were on board, their task was to contain, not to fight directly, Sophie's wings opened, bursting out of the sharpest side, one by one sharp arrows simply and directly shot at the place where the silver-eyed banshee must attack.

Sophie did not express her dissatisfaction with sharing such a task with her extremely strong attacking power, but made the best cooperation, and understood the meaning of this whole set of tactics very well, it can be said that she was born in the Bismai family, and she appreciated such a plan even more.

Team fighting is not a one-person performance, and sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the overall attack so that you can bring out the best in the group.

The silver-eyed banshee's spell was indeed disturbed, giving Fortai a little respite, and Fortai really lived up to everyone, and successfully approached more than ten meters.

Today's silver-eyed banshees are obviously different, but today's orc warriors are also prepared.

The operation was officially launched, with a multi-front offensive and a point containment.

Sophie and Santa Fipo, the Igo archer from the Shenyao Province, took turns with the other six archers, and the rain of arrows shot out in waves almost every once in a while.

And it's the moment when the silver-eyed banshee is preparing to fight back, shooting at its eyes or head and neck, disrupting its rhythm and intentions.

These archers are the best of the four southern provinces, and their archery skills are absolutely fast, accurate, and ruthless To be continued: