dtnovels Chapter 185 Battlefield 2.
Chapter 185 Battlefield 2.
Doomsday is hot!
Inferno Erupts!
The flame is lit!
Swamp poison fire!
Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly critical, the high priest and the chief of the Tuwa tribe looked at each other.
The high priest looked at the abyss flying snakes and demons rushing towards them, with a serious face, he cast six spells in succession!
The high temperature and lava instantly overturned the entire earth. Each spell formed a deep pit, and a large number of meteorite craters were like a group of volcanoes.
"Don't hold back. I know what you are planning. If you wait any longer, I will take the people of the Tuwa tribe away from here immediately."
The whole person is like a savage giant. Compared with his fellow creatures, he has huge fangs, rougher and hairier skin, and even more messy hair.
The great chief of the Tuwa tribe, the savage giant Desiris, spoke to the four warriors in the distance who were surrounded by blood.
After saying all this, Desris looked at the demons who were trying to surround him. They were fully armed with various magic equipment. The flashing elemental light alone made him dazzled.
Don't dare to relax at all.
He was like a little giant, waving his giant hands as big as a futon.
The seemingly slow giant hand seems to have a suction force, which can suck the surrounding enemies into its hand and then directly smash them into meat patties.
In this era, the Milan tribe has an absolute advantage in this small plane.
However, the strongest person in the Colt Tribal Alliance did not belong to the Milan Tribe.
Desilis is recognized as the strongest person by all Colts who have reached the master level.
He is also the person with the greatest potential to bring the Cretans, who have never been legendary, to another level.
It is precisely because of his existence that the Milan tribe, which has long held absolute advantage, has been forbearing. Otherwise, they would have demonstrated their ambitions 100 years ago or earlier.
Both the Milan Sacred Tree and the Tuva Volcano God are unable to move, so under normal circumstances, the strength between them cannot affect the life and death of the two tribes.
Although they are both at the peak of the master level, the biggest difference between Desris and other strong men is that compared to those who have only condensed one or two halos, he has condensed five legendary discs!
The profession he chose was also a Savage Titan that he developed himself!
He created a career of his own that might be the most suitable for himself, and condensed five legendary discs. Even in the Mordor plane, it was rarer for a weak human to achieve such an achievement than a dragon!
As for the Savage Giant, this is a pure melee profession that amplifies the ancient genes in one's body to temper the body and completely abandons magic.
After taking on this profession, one will become more and more like one's ancient ancestors, losing the perception of magic, but in return gaining incomparable powerful strength.
The Aragon tribe by the Moon Lake, the tribe leader, like Desiris, is a savage giant. As a vassal of the Tuva tribe, they have a clear flag.
In this war, their tribe also participated in the war.
The heart of this terrifyingly powerful savage giant was beating wildly, and at this moment, the sound became more violent with each beat.
Until even within a hundred miles, all creatures standing next to the giant could hear it clearly.
A light red area, accompanied by strong fluctuations of energy and blood, made all creatures within a hundred meters feel the pain in their hearts.
Fortunately, all the demons here have been strengthened by the magic energy of the abyss and successfully performed alchemy.
If it were a Gnoll Goblin or something like that, the violent beating of the heart would cause it to explode and die because it could not withstand the high blood pressure.
"kill!"
Like a giant, his body, which was more than 2 meters tall, suddenly stretched to 4 meters in size. Desris exerted all his strength without holding back. His blood energy, which was as terrifying as the sun, attracted the attention of all creatures present.
"How about we listen to him?"
They were indeed reserving their strength, the four top barbarian warriors of the Milan tribe looked at each other.
There were six top masters in total. Even if they could not deal with a group of high-level creatures and a few master-level creatures surrounding them, they could still escape.
They were dragged into this on purpose.
The gap between a master at the peak level and an ordinary master is also huge, at least the gap between decades of consistent training and the ultimate in a certain aspect.
"When will he be able to command us? He doesn't really think that just because he is number one in terms of strength he is qualified to manage us, does he?"
"Don't worry about him. We must complete the requirements of the sacred tree. If everything goes well, maybe a legend will appear in our tribe."
"Let's first follow the requirements of the sacred tree and complete this. The time is almost right now."
The oldest of the four, the old leader, whose aging body shape was already somewhat different from those around him, spoke to the giant who was displaying his might in the distance with a mixture of sarcasm, disdain and a hint of fear.
"Ah."
The other three beast warriors who were brought up by him and who already respected the old leader became even more determined after hearing the word "sacred tree".
"click"
Under the stern gaze of the old chief, one of the three warriors, who also had a green feather in his ear as an ornament, carefully took out a bone flute the size of a finger from his arms.
A wonderful music suddenly spread across the battlefield.
Anyone on the battlefield who has reached the intermediate level or above and is a fanatical believer of the Milan tribe warriors who is loyal to the sacred tree.
After hearing this wonderful music, they were all shocked, and then they looked at the enemies they were facing and killed themselves without any care.
Some even stopped attacking on their own initiative and pointed their weapons at their own necks, committing suicide!
This strange scene immediately frightened the beast warriors from other Colt tribes, and even the Milan tribe, who did not do so.
"What on earth are you planning?"
Seeing this scene, the Tuwa High Priest, who was using magic and relying on absolute firepower like a volcanic eruption, asked with a grim look to the four strongest warriors of the Milan tribe with different expressions.
"You'll find out soon enough."
The old leader said nothing, just glanced at him leisurely, and then spoke calmly.
For some reason, this scene made the Tuwa High Priest feel a chill in his heart.
Finally, I couldn't hold it back anymore.
The silver dragon was crawling quietly on the Mage Tower without making any movements, but it attracted everyone's attention involuntarily and attracted the attention of the entire battlefield.
Arden saw this strange scene and treated it calmly, which was completely different from the previous scene.
He sneered secretly in his heart.
The disgusting demon tree couldn't hold back any longer after all and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to attack.
Well, let’s see who is better prepared and who is the real fisherman!
"Get rid of them."
Arden decided to clear the place and prepare for the final feast, using his last fresh troops. As he finished speaking, something seemed to be spreading in the air, along with a wave of darkness.
A crack opened outside the Mage Tower.
An army hidden in the shadow plane finally came to an end.
An army of magical machines with a number of up to three thousand and different styles appeared, all showing a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.
And the person in charge of commanding this metal army secretly controlled by the Tower Spirit, which includes thousands of mechanical ants, mechanical mantises, and 50 mechanical eagles exchanged with Milos, all of which possess master-level power.
They were two human siblings, Adolf and Arla.