Vol 4 Chapter 106: 5 color light beam

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On the seventh day when Horn started experimenting with bandits within the scope of Starfire City, the light on the ring in his hand was about to overflow, unless something was used to cover it, otherwise there would be a colorful halo circulating on the ring surface.
Horn knew that his Lord of the Origin Ring was about to be officially completed, and it was estimated that he could turn into a full version of the Origin Sacred Artifact at most once or twice.
This time their goal was to be a small pig tribe in the north of Spark City. This tribe was expelled from the Orc Alliance. A city lord accepted them a hundred years ago, but instead of paying attention to that city lord’s kindness, they became A malignant tumor inside Spark City.
This time, I took advantage of this opportunity to get rid of these guys. Whether it was to return them to Starfire City to discipline or completely kill them, it was better to let them be a thorn buried in the Starfire City.
Like those times before, even if this small orc tribe was surrounded by the new army of Spark City, they would still be hard-headed when they died.
After all, for small bandits like them, the news is not well informed. It would be nice to have a communication once in ten days and a half a month if the relationship is good, but now Spark City is wiped out one day, and they don’t even know that they are the ones who are surrounded. The catastrophe of this small force.
For this orc tribe, Horn didn't plan to kill other bandits and bandits generally, because strictly speaking, they did nothing bad.
They just refused to recruit all cities, refused to serve the city, refused to obey the leadership of Spark City and pay taxes, and regarded their one-third of acre as their own, and no humans were allowed to enter.
Well, in fact, this is also a big deal in other cities. Once there is a chance to break through, it will never be let go, but it is not a serious matter in Horn's eyes.
According to the information he has checked, the previous city lords were a bit harsh on the pigs, which led to the pigs not accepting discipline regardless of whether the city has changed or not. Therefore, if they are willing to surrender after the city is broken, Horn Consider letting them go.
Yes, even if Horne saw the pigmen tribe's independence as excusable, Horn was still not ready to defeat them first.
The previous grievances against Horne didn’t want to control, but now the places within the control of Spark City are Horn’s territory. He wants to control every place within the scope of Spark City, and try his best to tap the city’s potential and develop more The stronger the better, so he will not allow such a place to exist.
As for these pigmen, Horne will not rush to kill them all, because in Horne's eyes, these guys are still useful.
While thinking about things, the fireball in Horn's hand became bigger and bigger. At the same time, Horn could feel the ring on his finger getting hot. There was a powerful force circulating in the ring, something about to gush out!
Horn knew that as long as the fireball was released, his ring would be truly complete!
The corners of his mouth were gently raised, and the process of condensing the fireball became much more pleasant.
Looking at Horn's fireball, like all the forces before, the Pigman tribe was also panicked. They knew they had absolutely no possibility of withstanding this kind of power.
They roared and wanted to surrender, but like all forces, whether they beg for mercy or not, Horn’s fireball must be released. After all, releasing the fireball is the main thing here, and it’s time to subdue these guys. need.
With a loud noise, that powerful fireball comparable to the magic of the seven or eight circles was launched. The barrier on which the pigmen depended for survival was directly flattened by the powerful force of the fireball. This time the power of the fireball was perfectly concentrated on the section to be destroyed. On the barrier, only a small amount of power leaked.
After all, he has fired more than ten times. Now Horn has experience in controlling this kind of fireball. He can use less magic power than before to achieve a more powerful destruction effect than before.
But now the most striking thing is not this powerful fireball, but Horn himself.
From the moment Horn released the fireball, there was a crisp breaking sound, and a ray of colorful energy broke through the ring of the Lord of Origin and rushed into the sky. The end was invisible to the naked eye, and I didn't know how far it flew.
Then in an instant, the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds, and the colorful brilliance condensed in the void, turning the clouds into colorful colors.
After that, a colored beam of light a few meters in diameter fell from the sky to cover Horn, and Guanghua pushed everything around Horn away, leaving Horn alone in this range.
In the beam of light, huge amounts of colored energy successively penetrated Horn's body into the Ring of Origin. Horn could feel that the Ring of Origin was undergoing tremendous changes.
Accompanied by the main line of colored light beams, strong pressure is pressing on everyone, but no one feels uncomfortable, only kindness can be felt, just like the feeling of being by mother when I was a child.
Everyone present, whether it was a soldier of the New Army, or an officer such as Corey, or even the pigmen, was stunned.
They don't know how to describe Horn now. The world they see now is different from the original. Looking at other places, it feels black and white. Only the place Horn is the only colorful place in the world.
Horn seemed to be standing in the center of the world. If he had to describe it, Horn was like a now.
They hadn't seen the gods, but if they did, they wouldn't be better than Horne now.
The magician who felt the changes in Horn the most was the magician. The perceptual ability of the transcendent professionals allowed them to vaguely feel that now it is not Horn that is truly miraculous, but the ring in Horn's hand.
And there is an indescribable huge will watching here. This will makes the magicians feel cordial, feeling the colorful brilliance, just like feeling the world itself.
They looked at Horn's eyes even more admiration, UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned out that they were Horn's stubborn fans, and now they have almost become Horn's fanatics.
The magicians and soldiers around Horn are still sensible. The pigmen in the pigmen tribe are all crazy. All the more than 400 pigmen don’t care about the flames that still have strong heat. He rushed out with something, even if he was scalded, he knelt neatly in front of Horn.
There are no gods in the culture of the orcs, only the ancestors, that is, the ancestral spirits they sacrificed to them, the first ancestor spirit of each orc race is equivalent to the status of a in their tribe.
But in all cultures, there is a more noble existence above the ancestor spirit.
Either for the supreme existence of omniscience and omnipotence, or for the spirit of all things in the world, or for the master of creation. Each tribe calls that noble existence differently, but they know what they worship.
What they felt in Horn's body now was that kind of breath! If you want to talk about "Creating the Age of Magic" with more like-minded people, follow "hot web articles or" on WeChat and talk about favorite books with more book friends