The Origin of Arcane

After all, in an army, it is taboo to order multiple doors, let alone the body. If there are several different voices commanding him, it will definitely turn him into an epileptic on the spot.

The blood soul soldiers hidden in the blood mist manipulated by Barnett also conveyed orders almost instantly, but the execution speed was obviously not as high as that of a whole.

This also caused the overall reaction speed of the Scarlet Giant to be slower than the two generals.

In terms of combat skills, Barnett is not the opponent of the two experienced generals.

Both of them feinted.

The two huge iron fists of the scarlet giant just blasted out.

The two generals, one on the left and the other on the right, flashed past with ease, and blasted towards the core of the scarlet giant.

boom!

The Scarlet Giant couldn't avoid it, and was blasted solidly.

The explosion formed by the collision of terrifying energies is clearly recognizable even hundreds of meters away.

This has far exceeded the capacity of the human body. If someone is in it, there will never be a good corpse left behind.

Two holes were forcefully blasted out of the unfinished body of the blood-colored giant. The withered corpse splashed everywhere like rain, and the blood mist and blood soul soldiers inside were groaning in front of the absolute power. There was no chance, it vaporized on the spot.

kill!

The two generals, Arnold and Pedro, are in control.

The super giant gun danced like a wheel, and every hit left a huge gap in the blood-colored giant's body. The withered corpse at that part was either blown away or smashed flat.

The Super Severing Head Sword continued to slash and slash, leaving a hole in the blood-colored giant's body every time.

Damn! Damn! Damn! Barnett roared angrily from deep in the blood mist.

Since the appearance of the Blood Cavalry Heroic Soul led by Xiao En, the situation has undergone a 180-degree change.

From being beaten by the Odin orc, he was beaten by the blood knight heroic soul. He was targeted and restrained everywhere, and he felt hopeless that he couldn't fight back.

It was exactly the same feeling that the Odin orc had when he faced him manipulating the blood mist.

If it continues according to the current situation, the final outcome is basically predictable, that is, he was beaten out of his wits.

This should not be the case.

He is working hard to carry out the great plan of God.

They are just a group of stupid, ignorant, and uncivilized pigs, a group of ignorant ants who can't understand his sacred mission at all, let alone how huge this world is.

I still have a chance.

There must be a chance.

The true god will empower himself.

That's right.

God will empower himself.

Even if it is to pay his own life as the price, he will not hesitate.

A group of humble existences, let you see what real power is, let's embrace death together, I will be resurrected in the kingdom of the true God and gain eternal life, and then I will look down on you and howl in purgatory. Ba Like the most devout fanatic, Knight made a fanatical oath, Burn, let's burn together, the true God gives me strength.

boom!

As soon as Barnett finished speaking, the blood mist completely boiled.

Those blood soul soldiers howled to the sky one by one, and their bodies began to disintegrate automatically, turning into balls of the purest blood mist, adding to the concentration of the entire blood mist.

But without the support of the blood soul soldiers, the blood-colored giant obviously couldn't continue to support it, and the dry corpses fell from it like dumplings.

Stop him, stop him quickly, he is going to burn all his strength to sacrifice, let those monsters in, destroy the integrity of the formation, that is the key. Sean rushed out from the depths of the blood mist, said loudly.

Just now, while Barnett's attention was attracted by the two generals, he wanted to get into the depths of the blood mist and find out Barnett who was behind the scenes.

I didn't expect this guy's temperament to be so decisive. Once he found out that he couldn't do anything, he immediately turned the table and prepared to use the power outside the court to make a comeback. He was never given such a chance.

Maybe his sneaky behavior didn't escape his eyes at all. After all, the blood mist that shrouded Barnett was an inescapable barrier, and it was normal to have a certain perception ability.

If he knew the process of Ulan Bari and Barnett's previous confrontation, he would definitely be wary of it. This is obviously this guy's usual method.

clear.

The two generals responded with a high voice, brandished their spears and giant swords, and smashed at the ground.

After all, their understanding of the magic circle is relatively limited, and they can't find the key point at all for a while, so they might as well use this kind of brute force to bombard indiscriminately, maybe there is a chance to block it.

Barnett's sacrifice obviously affects the whole body.

The blood mist has just entered a state of combustion, and the world of mist that shrouds the Blood Fortress has also begun to boil.

squeak! Roar! Ga!

A strange and distorted howl came out.

This howling is very difficult to describe in words. At first glance, it sounds very distant, very faint, but very clear.

When listening carefully, it is close at hand, and the sound is like a bell.

The sound falls on the ears of different people, and it is also different.

What someone heard was the sound of metal scraping through glass.

What was heard was the person choking in agony before dying.

What someone heard was the creepy howling of ghosts.

Anyway, it was the kind of sound that made them feel the most uncomfortable, the kind that was amplified hundreds or thousands of times.

Some Odin orcs who escaped slowly rolled on the ground in pain.

The magic sound fills the brain, that's all.

Just the sound makes many lives worse than death.

Ahhhhhh...

Unbearable, the Odin orc pulled out the dagger he was wearing and punctured the eardrums of his ears.

It was only after they finished doing this that they realized that it was of no avail. Not only was the voice still rushing into their heads, it even became louder.

There is no doubt that this kind of sound does not rely on normal hearing, but directly enters their minds, and may even directly affect their souls.

Their fear only further fueled this voice and made them more painful.

Even the giant Arnold and General Pedro were not spared. Under the sound, their bodies fluctuated like ripples. Painful faces appeared on their huge bodies. It's the heroic souls of blood riders who are neurons, as if they are having a nightmare of incomparable fear, and they will be awakened at any time.

Once they woke up, it was impossible for the two generals to continue to maintain their giant form.

Even so, it has seriously affected the coherence of the two generals' physical movements.

Shrink! In this situation, although the two generals faced each other for the first time, they had contingency measures. With a loud shout, the strength of the whole body began to further condense, the body shape was further compressed, the strength naturally became more concentrated, and the stability of the body naturally changed. high.

The size of the two generals shrunk by about one-third, and the Blood Knight Heroic Soul just fell into a deep sleep again, resisting the impact of that weird sound.

But neither Sean nor the two generals looked very good.

There is only one existence that can cause such an impact on them with just one voice.

The terrifying existence that previously dragged Broken Blood Fort into Purgatory—Mother of Shadows.

Barnett wanted to burn a large amount of magical energy as a price, tear the space barrier again, let the shadow mistress in, and use the terrifying power to reverse the situation.

It doesn't need to be too long, even a minute or two is enough for Sean and the others to endure.

Even if this is the case here, one can imagine the enormous pressure faced by the three shadow gates guarded by Grand Duke Cedric in the world of the mist.

It is estimated that there is an army of Twisted Nightmares pouring into it.

boom! boom! boom!

The disabled blood-colored giant is struggling for the last time.

A pair of giant bloody hands that were falling down with dry corpses swung wildly, not caring about their own defense at all.

With such a style of play that hurts both sides, the two generals have to be timid.

The disintegration of the disabled blood-colored giant is only a matter of time. Behind it, there is a more terrifying existence, which will rush over at any time.

If they fight with him, they will lose and lose, and they will have no power to resist later.

They could only retreat again and again. In this way, the matter of destroying the blood sacrifice magic circle would naturally be seriously delayed.

Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw! Avoid the edge for now, don't hold it hard, even if it rushes over, it won't last long. Xiao En saw that there was nothing he could do, and threw a super dragon at the place where the blood mist was thickest. Breathing technique, turned and ran.

As long as Barnett is not allowed to obtain enough soul and flesh to complete the sacrifice, most of their combat goals will be achieved.

Although Barnett is still in the state of forcibly tearing the plane barrier, it is very likely that he will recruit the shadow mistress into this world again.

But this is by no means the same concept as a complete sacrifice.

Even if the opponent rushes in again, it will be just like the last time, only temporarily wreaking havoc, and will eventually be forced out by the plane barrier.

For the time being, Sean has no plans to confront the shadow mistress head-on.

People have self-knowledge.

In the face of absolute power, the effect of mutual generation and mutual restraint is not as great as imagined.

They are just the lackeys who bully the shadow mistress, and there is only one who appears in front of the big boss rashly, and that is to be slapped into meatloaf.

Until you have the power to fight against it, let's just hang on honestly.

The two generals believed Xiao En's judgment, turned around and ran away. The direction they fled was neither the Blood Fortress nor the direction where the Odin orcs retreated, but the mountains on both sides of the camp.

They have already accumulated a certain amount of experience in dealing with such terrifying monsters. These guys' own strength is only part of it, and the other part comes from their ability to control other creatures.

The north where a large number of Odin orcs gathered is likely to be the opponent's first attack direction. Running there is definitely self-inflicted.

Being tall has the advantage of being tall. They can use one step as ordinary people's dozens of steps. When they throw off their thighs and run wildly, they can rush hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. Give them a few minutes, and it is estimated that they will rush directly into the crowd. In the mountains, hide yourself.

Under normal circumstances, their inference is correct.

It's just that they ignored two problems, one was Barnett's influence and hatred in it, and the other was the hatred of the shadow mistress for their targeted power.

When there is such a strong hostile force, the Shadow Mistress absolutely gives priority to attacking them instead of harvesting a large number of souls in the first place.

boom!

The boiling blood mist has become the best incubator.

An indescribably huge gray tentacle broke out of its shell and surged towards the sky crazily. It was inlaid with countless fine hairs, writhing frantically and howling mournfully.

Let alone the sacred giant incarnations of the two generals, even the blood-colored giant in full form, in front of this ten-meter-thick shadow tentacle, is an out-and-out child, let alone a human being, that is out-and-out Buckle the ants.

This shadow tentacle is not just a huge and ugly indescribable shape.

The whole body exudes a terrifying pressure, which belongs to the terrifying pressure of a predator who knows how many levels is higher. There seem to be countless invisible substances swimming in the air.

After a closer look, there was a fine hair there, a Twisted Nightmare at all. The horror sound they heard earlier was the chorus they formed—the chorus of terror.

The most intrusive thing is that the big eyeballs with a diameter of more than three or four meters are inlaid on the tentacles, staring at this world and all the creatures in this world without blinking.

The evil intentions filled in it are about to flow out, and just looking at him will make my heart full of evil thoughts, and countless cruel thoughts will come to my heart.

ah ah ah...

Countless Odin orcs wailed in fear and despair.

Just seeing this indescribable shadow tentacle made them hallucinate and saw countless indescribable horrors and scenes.

Many people have the urge to poke their eyes blind.

But they were horrified to find that their bodies couldn't even move, let alone move their eyes.

It seems that the direct connection between the body and the soul has been completely cut off.

These Odin orcs did not realize that with the accumulation of auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations, the horror in their hearts continued, their souls no longer maintained their original appearance, and began to transform into the image they feared most.

When this fear accumulated to a certain level, it broke out suddenly, and these Odin orcs regained their ability to control their bodies.

It's just that now they are no longer themselves, with dead silence in their eyes, and they raised their weapons at the clansmen around them without hesitation.

Their current symptoms are very similar to the Odin orcs who were previously possessed by blood soul soldiers.

But the situation is fundamentally different.

Possessed by blood soul soldiers, at least they can still be saved, like the previous holy charge of blood knight heroic souls, it is even possible to punch out the blood soul soldiers in their bodies.

These Odin orcs are basically hopeless, and the only way to free them is to kill them.

Because the reason for their drastic change of temperament is that their souls have been distorted, and what is contained in their bodies is no longer a human soul, but a twisted nightmare that will burst out of its shell at any time.