Things from Another World

"Uh-oh!"

The furious Ursa shouted, and the sharp claws cut into the shaman's body fiercely.

The shaman's blood was dripping from him immediately, before he could fight back, the sharp axe from the sky severed his head!

Montgo Kahn laughed wildly: "You're eliminated! Next!"

"That's my prey!"

"Unfortunately you are too slow!"

Mungo Kahn's sturdy body rushed directly into the crowd, waving his axe wide open and closing, as if in no man's realm.

"Oh!"

Vanilla rushed to the third. She dragged Dorney away from the center of the battlefield and pushed him to the side: "Hide other children!"

The stunned Dorney came to his senses, and the glow of hope glowed in his gray eyes: "Everyone come here with me!"

Dorney yelled and fled outside with them.

"No one is allowed to leave here."

The shaman on the stone platform stood up, and the skull wand in his hand fell down, throwing a small stick: "Bound Totem."

When the stick fell to the ground, it instantly became large and turned into a totem pole with green light. The spreading green light turned into a tough vine, binding the feet of all the people in the open space to the ground.

"Uninvited guests ... you don't have to leave when you come ..."

Another shaman took a few sticks out of his arms and tossed them out: "Become ashes."

"Don't think!"

Cao suddenly killed the past, and the blasting flames burned the mini totem poles into ashes. Following the Phoenix flames, he fully obeyed his will and began to spread along the vines on the ground. He rescued the trapped herbs and others. Come out.

Angus, who stood at the rear, pouted, "With the help of traditional propcasting, the casting intensity is about equal to the sixth level of the golden level. Below the grandmaster level, we are a little too nervous."

Tang En said earnestly, "It's because your vision is too high."

Angus is a legendary hero. Of course, I don't think there is anything, but if you think about it, it is really worth mentioning that the sixth grade of gold is really worth mentioning?

This is the Rennes Empire. The land is barren and the resources are scarce. The Shamanism here is a stubborn primitive civilization. There is no systematic and effective training. Only by relying on the mysterious culture inherited from the ancestors, you can master the casting ability of the sixth level of gold. This is already quite amazing.

This low-cost method of training high-quality combat capabilities means that shamanism is not useless.

"Maybe let them go and fight, we just have to stare at the three shamans."

The three shamans were the three most powerful among all shamans present. When they saw so many people coming in, they immediately started to fight back.

Don't look at them as wild roads, but the magic power they release is also quite amazing. For example, the lava totem can completely turn the entire camp into a lava sea of ​​fire in an instant. Although the effect is only a short ten seconds, it has been Enough to cause huge damage to the enemy.

The shaman cast has an advantage, that is, most powerful spells need to be prepared in advance, and then stick to the ground when needed. If used well, the extremely short stick time is equivalent to releasing multiple moments. Spells can shame most human magicians.

But this advantage can also become a disadvantage in certain situations.

Just like now-Kao, who has been staring at them, does not give them any chance to release the spell.

The mini totem poles that carry the key nodes of the shaman spell have not yet landed, they were split in half by Kao's sword, or burned to ashes by the fiery flames. There is no chance of landing.

This is equivalent to the shaman's large number of powerful spells that cannot be released, and can only rely on some small spells to fight.

"You heretics, die!"

A shaman holding a wooden shield and holding a hammer alone suddenly released a buff spell to his weapon, then snarled and rushed to Ursa's side, hammering heavily on Ursa's back !!

"Oh!"

The place hit by the hammer suddenly turned gray and began to spread strangely.

"Petrochemical spell!"

Angus narrowed his pupils in the distance, and Shen said, "The shaman is more powerful than he thought. I think he needs help-what !?"

As the petrified area spread more and more, Ursa threw away the corpse on his hand, turned his head to look at the shaman, gave a sloppy smile, and then slapped him out with a slap-- But his right arm was also hit by the shaman's petrified weapon, and the petrification spread faster.

"Pooh!"

Ursa yelled, then scolded and took out a short stick, a powerful force fell on him instantly, the petrified area of ​​his body was scattered by the golden light, and then wrapped in the mysterious power Ursa completely ignored the spells of the other two shamans and rushed directly to shoot the shaman's petrochemical weapon and shield into pieces.

Ursa curled up his neck, and his blood basin spit out his breath: "If he didn't want to live, I would unscrew your head now!-Get it!"

As soon as Ursa shook his hand, he threw the shaman to Down.

Tang En flicked, and the shaman was tied in midair by a soft arcane rope.

He and Angus ignored the shameless clamor of the shaman, and focused completely on Ursa.

Angus' curiosity was aroused: "What was it just now? Strange powers dispelled the petrification effect-not only dispel, but he even ignored other spells."

"I guessed it ..."

With all the jumps, can BKB be far behind?

Tang En sighed weakly: "Brother must have a black king stick ..."

"Black King Bar? Haven't heard of this kind of thing, is it a magic equipment?"

Angus looked at Ursa thoughtfully, and decided to borrow him for a look.

The golden power of Ursa only existed for a few seconds and then disappeared, but at this moment a shaman as the most uncertain factor has been disengaged from the battlefield, and the other two shamans have been stepped by Cao and vanilla Pressing, it is difficult to protect themselves, not to mention supporting those shamans.

The humans that suddenly came in made all Shamans in a rush to fight. They originally had quite good armor and weapons-snatched from the sneak patrol, but because of the chaos. At the moment, they The whole body is not up and down, in panic, you can only pick up things that can be used from the side to fight.

As a result, this battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

From the moment Mongokahn cut into the battlefield, in less than five minutes, more than thirty shamans were slaughtered, and three shamans were captured.

After a short fierce battle, the soldiers went to clean the battlefield, and by the way checked whether there were any missing fish around the camp.

"So, I think we can start, too."

Tang En flicked, and a stool appeared in the open space. He sat on the stool with his legs up, and in front of him were three shamans under strong control.

"Humans, don't try to get anything from us! You will be punished by nature !!!"

"Natural punishment?"

Tang En waved his hand and waved his hand freely, summoning the elemental sword to cut off the shaman's head: "I don't think you have any qualifications for natural punishment."

Prandall is a **** creating the world, Lao Tzu is the savior who was ordered to save the world, the gods are the patrons of Lao Tzu, can you tell me the natural punishment? Are you so stupid?

Angus stunned: "Don't you say you want to stay alive?"

"Anyway, there are two more here, we just need to keep one."

Tang En looked at the remaining two shamans lazily and said casually, "I only need one person to tell me the shamanism. Who do you want to survive?"

The two shamans looked at each other, then silently bowed their heads.

Just when Tang En thought they would continue, they suddenly yelled at each other and attacked each other with their fists, elbows, knees, and teeth. The punches and flesh were fierce and cruel. Beast.

Tang En and others had to take a few steps back.

After a while, however, a short battle ended with one shaman severing the neck of the other orc shaman.

The surviving shaman chewed a few times, then swallowed the flesh, and looked straight into Don's eyes and said, "You have no choice, human ... no, you are a demon."

"Very good. It was originally one of two choices. Now you have helped me make a choice. From your performance, I don't think I am a demon."

Tang En lowered his legs and leaned forward slightly: "Will you show the value of keeping yourself alive? Tell me your name."

"Dorum."

"Very good, Dorum, is there a shaman stronghold nearby?"

"It was originally, but it is not there now."

Tang En frowned slightly and continued to ask, "What do you mean?"

"They all went to the Holy Land to attend the ceremony."

A flash of enthusiasm and loss flashed across Dorum's face: "But we have too few new members to develop, so we are not allowed to go to the Holy Land, we can only continue our efforts here."

ceremony? Holy land?

Tang En sensitively found that he seemed to have accidentally got some clues: "Explain in detail the ritual and the holy place."

"The supreme archbishop Alfala Landwalker finally found the son of the Chosen, and in order to complete the baptism before the Vulcan court took her back, they have decided to complete the ceremony in the Holy Land as soon as possible.

The vanilla standing behind changed his face instantly and hurriedly asked, "Where is your holy place?"

Tang En glanced at Vanilla a little strangely, wondering why she was so excited all of a sudden.

"Gorgalon Crater, Twin Moon Lake."

Dorum said hoarsely, "Humans, there is a holy place and a forbidden place. It is impossible for you to reach that place. Give up."

"Stupid."

Tang En gave a scornful look at him: "Let's say I can fly now. I was a senior member of the Azeroth Mountaineering Association. Where can't I go?"