Vol 9 Chapter 8: : Returning to the City and Searching (2)

Just Zhang Heng and other humans. Coupled with a lot of sloppy goblins, while peeps on distant towns and highways on a distant highway, a banquet was being unfolded in the distant town cottage that had been ruined.
A barbarian, or a mountain barbarian or a flat barbarian in the mouth of Zhang Heng, etc., is actually a large ethnic group with a large system, just like the night elves, jungle elves, grassland elves, and dark elves in the elves. , Blood elves and other branches, there are countless branches among the barbarians, and the barbarian tribe in this town is just one of the strongest branches of the barbarian branch, named the barbarian branch of Beamon , Is a rare intelligent race among the barbarians.
At the moment is in the very center of the barbarian cottage, a largest, sturdy, beautiful room, if humans are present. It is definitely recognizable that it is a bank, that is, the bank where Bu Man is playing chess in the bank. At this moment, dozens of barbarians are guarding the bank as if they were soldiers.
These Bemon savages are slightly shorter than those called mountain savages, they are about two meters tall, they are not so huge, and their arms and bodies are not exposed. In contrast, Except for the two huge cavities on the mouth protruding from the body, the skin is gray and black, which looks a bit human.
However, these Bemon savages have good armaments, all wearing standard armor, all-steel plate armor, and the armor alone is at least one or two hundred pounds, or even heavier, and then one by one A huge axe is carried on it, and this huge axe is not a bronze axe, but a real steel tomahawk. It seems to be really armed to the asshole. Moreover, these Mongolian barbarians are more social than mountain barbarians. Even more disciplinary, such as these dozens of barbarians guarding outside the bank, they stood there without moving, as if they were statues, it really has a soldier-like appearance.
This bank has now been used as the room of the chief of the tribe of the Bemon tribe. At this moment their chieftain was entertaining the most noble chiefs from the Holy Land.
In the bank lobby, beside a huge stone table, several tall barbarians were tearing mutton lamb legs with their hands, and the stone table was filled with various meat dishes. At the center of the stone table, more It was the body of a human boy of five or six years old ... the body that had been roasted, and a brutal man with two horns sitting in the first place. He was pulling the little boy's thigh and pounding.
After he cleaned the thigh, he sighed with satisfaction: "It really tastes good, the mouth is delicate, and there is a lot of soul in the meat, which is several times more than its ordinary meat. If only I could eat this every day. "
A barbarian closest to him immediately said, "Bimon. Powerful man, this is easy to handle. I have more than 6,000 humans, and I have forbidden the people to steal food. If these human beings like it, I will give them to the adults. It ’s not easy for the adults to come out from the Holy Land. I have nothing to respect. I just hope that the adults can give me tribal goodwill in the God of War. Just one sentence. "
The two-horned savage named Bemon. Qiang nodded with satisfaction and laughed: "This is a small thing. Just don't you say, wouldn't I be towards my race? I am the old ancestor of Bemon. This is easy to do, but I will go to the Manshan tribe next time, and then I will go back to the Holy Land. It is also irritable to bring these thousands of humans ... So, you send someone to give me three hundred pairs of children every year Boys and girls, it ’s better to eat them younger, even if they ’re raw.

The barbarian immediately rejoiced: "This is easy to do. Although there are more than three hundred pairs of boys and girls, I know that there seem to be thousands of humans hiding in the Shanshan tribe. I'll catch them all at some time. It is possible to reproduce so many in one year, so I promised to be an adult here. "
Beamon Qiang nodded his head in satisfaction, while pulling a large jar, slammed it open, and raised the jar to take a sip, and then satisfiedly shouted: "Yes, dwarven wine , Human flesh, if there are beautiful women of the elves, that day will be too cool, hahaha, we are better than the Mongolians, not only smarter than the rest of the barbarians, but also richer, good, good ... "said Finish. He took another sip of wine.
The barbarian next to him immediately laughed cheerfully, and after a long laugh, he whispered to Beamon. Qiang said, "Old ancestor, are you about to advance to the advanced Holy Spirit? Why do I always feel Seems a bit depressed around you? "
Beamon Qiang gave him a glance and did not speak, but looked at the barbarians at the end of the table. The barbarians were also alert and left the banquet with some excuses. Until then, Beamon. Qiang Cai whispered: "Do n’t talk about my order in front of others ... but it ’s coming soon. I've reached the top of the lower level of the Holy Spirit. I just got the seeds of thoughts, and then the thoughts are fully accessible, and I can really step into The senior Holy Spirit ranks, but this is still a bit difficult. The God of War ancestor has been asleep, and I do n’t know how long it will take before he can wake up, so he must wait for the ancestor to wake up and get the seed of thought from him. It is estimated that it will take a hundred years to be truly accessible, but it is also worth it. At that time, I had three senior holy spirits from Beamon. In my barbaric race, it was the true first strong race, and it completely surpassed the war barbarous ... "
The barbarian next to him was excited for a while, but he still suppressed his voice and said, "It's only been a hundred years, so the children and grandchildren are here to congratulate the ancestors. I have more senior holy spirits than Mongolia, and I am really blessed ... ... "
Beamon Qiang is also happy, but he still waved his hand: "These are small things, do you know why I will come out for inspection this time?"
The barbarian shuddered, he quickly shook his head, Bemon. Qiang did not hesitate, and said directly: "The hundreds have come together. In theory, it is the beginning of the sixth century civilization, but strangely, Humans in the fifth era still have remnants, which is a bit unusual, but in this way, human luck still has remnants. Now all races are destroying humans, and why I emphasized that when you left the holy place, To capture as much as possible, breed, and even kill humans? In fact, it is to capture as much human luck as possible. "
"Now there are hundreds of races. Regardless of the lower races, the remaining seven races are arresting and killing as many humans as possible, and before I left the holy place, I heard one thing, it seems that the heavens and the elves There are some internal discussions in the tribe, saying that they want to treat human beings well. In fact, this is also a way to bring humans into the system. Then most of the human luck is theirs, so it is naturally impossible for the remaining six of us. Promise, why did the last stop on the patrol be on the mountain barbarian side, which is the most backward and barbaric among the barbarians, even in the holy land without a holy spirit? Because the elves have a Hessian tribe over there It's just to look at the truth ... "
"There is one more thing. The elven tribe, not to mention, of the eight major races, only the giant tribe and the two celestial tribe have three holy souls. Even my barbaric tribe has only one holy soul, the of war. If you want to go alone, then it may be a hundred wars ... "
"Hundreds war?"
The barbarian was really surprised. He quickly said: "The war of the hundreds is now? But the people have been trapped in the holy land or the land without land for so many years. How many of our people are there? We add up the barbarians 200,000 people are in the sky, and the giants are only 20,000 or 30,000. The 10,000 people in the heavens are great. It is very difficult to reproduce in the holy place, even if there is no 1% chance outside. , Tertiary, Quaternary, and Fifth, except there are three in the Fifth ... their existence makes us afraid to leave the Holy Land, but other epochs will take at least a hundred years to engage in hegemony. It was only then that the protagonists of the hundreds were established, and now ... "
Beamon shook his head strongly, and he was also a little confused: "I don't know about this, but there are too many strange things in the Sixth Age. It seems that not only are our God of War ancestors sleeping, others The ancestors of the race, the holy spirits are also sleeping, and even a little bit of information is not sent out, so we all have some conjectures, maybe it is related to luck, because human beings are still alive, or the luck of the fifth era Now, the ancestors did not wake up. Therefore, it is imperative to either seize human fortune or annihilate human fortune. This is an imperative. Now let ’s see how the resolutions of the Celestials and Elves are. If they really If you plan to swallow human luck, that's incredible, the war of hundreds will start! "
The barbarian looked for a moment, he nodded and said: "Originally, it was intended to let the people to cultivate their lives, so the aerial battle horses in the holy place have never been planned to bring them out. After all, the food outside also needs to be planted, so that more people are born , Since the Battle of the Hundreds is about to begin, please let me take the air combat ride one step ahead of the Mongolians! "
Beamon Qiang nodded and said, "I think so too. If the resolutions of the Celestial and Elf clans are passed, then you will immediately take people back to the Holy Land to carry the aerial combat rides. After all, the Battle of the Clan begins, and the world of this planet will appear It's too big to require air combat to cross the area, then ... "
Just before the words of Beamon Qiang were finished, I suddenly heard a roar and explosion in the distance, and even the two sitting in the bank felt a tremor in the entire lobby, as if it were an earthquake. The fierce man stood up from the table, and the barbaric sang, "Who is there outside, talk back and forth!"
I did n’t want to be stronger than Meng Qiang, but his eyes were narrowed, and he said directly, "No need. I felt my heart beating. Someone must have come to the door. Hey, he dared to come and hit me. The strong Beamon family? I really do n’t know if we are going to hit others or rob others. Who dares to hit us? Go, the old ancestors are in a good mood today, go with you to capture that person, I will personally Its soul has been refined, allowing you to enhance some strength! "
The savages were overjoyed when they heard the words, or they were not polite, or the savages actually didn't like being polite. The two had already stepped out of the bank building when they talked. As soon as they came to the street outside, they immediately frowned, because At the far door of the cottage, the twenty-meter-meter-high stone cottage door has been completely shattered. This is not to be considered. At least a hundred Bemon barbarians were blown up in a row of shattered flesh behind the door. After smashing, a deep ditch appeared in the street, reaching a distance of dozens of meters and reaching a depth of about two or three meters.
Seeing this scene, the barbarian was only surprised, but Beamon. Strong was directly shocked, because in this wave of attacks, he obviously felt a very strong standard energy scattered, apparently this is not a magic , Or what kind of combat skills, but the real and pure Holy Spirit attack, you must know that the magic power of some legendary mages may be greater than this, there are some combat tactical combat skills can also cause such effects, but their attacks It is completely different from the attack of the Holy Spirit. Although the legendary mage, the attack of the Holy Warrior is powerful, but when dealing with the Holy Spirit, he will be immune to at least 70 to 80% of the power. Only the attack of the Holy Spirit can completely damage the Holy Spirit. The body, so the attack of the Holy Spirit does not seem to hurt much, but it really dies when it hits, and hurts when it hits, and in front of it ... the attack was actually sent by the Holy Spirit? Could it be a higher Holy Spirit?
Just outside the cottage door opened, Zhang Heng stood there silently with a metal long bow. After blasting the cottage door, he rushed into the cottage without rushing, but looked carefully. Looking at the movement of these barbarians, he can be seen. The barbarian tribe in front of him is really completely different from those mountain barbarians. The first is equipment, the second is the probability, and the third is the efficiency. Actually, it seems that human beings have an efficient discipline and militarized army. It seems that they are really high-level intelligent creatures, and their wisdom should not be lost to humans ...
When he can see clearly, he will no longer worry about anything, and he will go straight into the cottage, but he has n’t waited for a few steps, and the barbarians near the gate of the cottage have not yet thrown the fly. Axe, suddenly he stopped abruptly, and at the same time looked in a certain direction deep inside the cottage, where a tall barbarian with two heads and long horns caught his attention.
Yes, this savage ... is the soul! It was the first soul body he discovered after waking up, and it was also a soul body of an alien race!
Beamon Qiang also found that Zhang Heng was staring at him. He still has some trouble to understand Zhang Heng's strength and details, but he looks exactly like human beings. He would have taken it away immediately. After all, if the other person is really a high-level Holy Spirit, This tribe is completely finished. If he is here, it ’s finished, so it ’s better to take it away directly. The Holy Spirit who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years like him is already different from the barbarians below. For him Life and death are more important than fighting glory, but everyone around him is watching him, and the Holy Spirit in front of him looks like a human being. If human beings are so small, how strong can their Holy Spirit be? So after thinking for a few seconds, he also strode directly to the gate of the cottage, and at the same time shouted, "You are the Holy Spirit of that tribe? How dare you break the tribal gate of my savage? Doesn't it know that our peoples vow?"
Zhang Heng squinted his eyes, but he couldn't understand what the barbarian was talking about, but the overbearing momentum field in his body turned slightly, and a piece of information was already known to him. It is the strength of entering the magic level, and it is only just the senior level of the magic, and it is far from entering the top of the magic. Compared to him, it is not good at all, so he ignores it, and the pace of pause continues to the interior of the cottage.
Beamon Qiang also felt a wicked flame in his heart. He was also a Holy Spirit, but also the Holy Spirit of the barbarians of the eight strong tribes. How many people call him the ancestors, and no one dares to have any sense of it. Disrespect is that the high-level Holy Spirit is also polite to him. Right now, this Holy Spirit looks like a human. He is really the Holy Spirit of an inferior race. If he dares to ignore him like this, he can yell, and suddenly An iron-black light flashed in his eyes. The next second, he had a long axe in his hand, six or seven meters long, and the axe blade was extremely huge.
Until then, Beamon Qiang screamed: "I give you a chance to quickly retreat, otherwise I will blame you for capturing you, refining your soul, making you unable to survive, not to die!"
Zhang Heng looked up at him and laughed, "I don't understand what you say, but okay, grab you, I think the elf princess must know your words, let her translate it, and you can tell me Many things, a soul must know more than the living ... "
At the end of the speech, Zhang Heng had rushed up. At the same time, the metal bow in his hand was violently pulled to the open, and a laser vector suddenly condensed on the long bow bow string. He did not wait for the barbarians to respond. The long bow slackens in his hand, but the direction in which he shoots the laser beam is not the barbarian soul, but directly facing the sky.
"Bow skills! Stars like rain!"
Zhang Heng has followed Pei Jiao and others for a long time, and has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small. Of course, most of the battles were fictional, but in such a long time, although he did not break through At the real devil level, it wasn't a bad life. He had a natural love and intuition for bows and arrows. This trick was a trick he had designed before the Battle of Easter Island. Unfortunately, he did n’t give it before. He took the opportunity to rush into the cottage at this moment. There are hundreds of barbarians guarding the cottage door, and there are barbarians wearing refined armors rushing one after another. This is the right time to use it!
I saw a beam of light rushing into the sky, like a bright star, and then the star disintegrated fiercely, divided into more than a thousand small star points, as if rain fell from the sky straight down to the ground, but before and after the blink of an eye These little stars just pierced into the ground like rain drops, seemingly small, but really like arrows, instead of the laser beam like a cannon, they only heard the sound of stabbing, with Zhang Heng As the center, within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, all of them are under the stabbing range of the light spot. The savages around them basically have no response and immediately died. This is not a powerful weapon, but the range is full. Ten is enough.
Seeing this trick, Bimeng was not surprised, but he laughed loudly: "But only a low-level Holy Spirit, and see me come to kill you ... but you actually have a legendary weapon, although it is not a holy weapon, But it ’s enough, haha, it ’s all mine!
During the talk, he rushed towards Zhang Heng with an axe. Obviously, he also saw that Zhang Heng ’s weapon was a long-range type, and he only needed to rely on it. Closer, both sides are in the same rank, but he is 80% sure that he can kill him.
But how easy is it there?
Although Zhang Heng is also in the magic level, his soul capacity and strength are far stronger than the ordinary true magic level ...
Zhang Heng did not attack from a long range, but he rushed towards the two-horned savage. When the two sides were about ten meters away, Beamon. Qiang jumped an axe and chopped at Zhang Heng. The strength of Wan Jun was on it, and Bi Meng Qiang just hurt Zhang Heng with only one axe.
But where is Zhang Heng afraid of these? The speed of this axe is not fast and the power is not great. Compared to Pei Jiao, Gong Yeyu's attack is almost tens of thousands of miles away. Although Zhang Heng's strength is not strong, his vision is so high that he has no vision. He cut it with an axe, he didn't even look at it, and rushed straight under the axe. At the same time, a laser vector condensed on the long bow in his hand, and a laser vector shot at the blade of the axe. Obviously he wanted to Resist the axe with a laser beam.
Beamon Qiang saw this, but he laughed and said, "Hahaha, you have been fooled. Do you think the axe is so long?"
When the words fell, UU read a book www.uukanshu. com than Meng. Qiang ’s long axe grip actually shone, and then the entire long axe was shortened at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. It actually changed from a long ax to a hand axe. The laser beam suddenly turned off. He shot through the air and shot directly into the sky through the axe blade. He also kept on, the hand axe in his hand was about to be cut into Zhang Heng's face.
"... Gongju, come back!"
Just when the flashing hand axe was at most a few centimeters away from Zhang Heng's face door, suddenly Beimeng. Qiang's back had a tearing pain, and then something went directly through him, blasting his chest into a thin, upper body. Separated from the lower body, and the axe held in his hand was no longer stable, and fell directly on the ground. Until then, Zhang Heng sneered and pinched his neck, but he did not go at all. Look at him, but look at the stunned savages around him, he yelled out loud: "This is our human town, you dare to build illegal buildings here, Lao Tzu city management, do not want to run any of you ! "
When the words fell, Beamon Qiang's neck in his hand was directly pinched off and turned into a slime-like mind in his hands ...
(PS: This chapter has more than 6,000 words. The next one is at 12 o'clock. Huh, that's all for today.) (!)