Chapter 154: Soul Eater

"How are you, Moline?" Wald asked with concern before coming to Moline.
Morin stared at the place where Sagron disappeared, and said worriedly: "I'm okay, these injuries will be all right in a while, and I am now worried about Sagron."
"How did that family disappear, is it that he can't fight you?" Wald said.
Mo Lin said with a smile: "Chief Chief, you are too exalted me. I am not at all a Sagron's opponent. His strength is too strong."
Wald asked curiously: "Why did he leave? He is not a kind orc."
Morin said: "I vaguely heard him say, as if something is ready, so someone is calling him, he left for this."
Wald said: "This is a good thing anyway, at least you are safe."
Morin smiled bitterly and said: "This is also short-term security. Sagron can drop the chance to kill me and accomplish another thing, which means that it is more important than the killer me."
Wald said softly, "What would it be like?"
Morin could not give him the answer, he was still confused. The two no longer spoke, just glanced at the mist in the distance, and then retreated to their team.
Along the way, Morin kept repairing his wounds. Before he reached his team, his wounds had healed.
This miraculous recovery ability really makes Morin excited, and now his recovery is so fast. If he keeps practicing "magic body", then one day, can he become an "immortal body"?
This idea deeply attracted Moline's attention, until the team, Snell came up to greet him, only to wake Moline out of contemplation.
"Morin, what do you think?" Snell asked, "I called you several times before you took care of me."
Morin smiled awkwardly and said, "It's nothing, I'm just distracted."
Snell asked Morin: "How is it going, we won this war? Or the enemy has other plans?"
Morin looked at the mount and started to organize Wald, and then turned back to Snar: "It seems that the battle has not ended yet, it is still necessary to prepare for the battle."
"Humph!" Snell said coldly. "I think they are in a desperate end. If they don't retreat, they will just take the initiative to die."
Moline didn't answer Snell's words, he didn't think the enemy was dead.
The discipline of the Gadra tribal army is very strict. Although the number of them remaining is not large, there are more than 2,000 people.
So many soldiers stood in order after several times of organization, and there was no noise in the ranks.
More than two thousand soldiers stood black and full of the vast area in front of the city wall, and everyone was silent. Under the night sky, this silence fell on people's hearts like a mountain, making people feel dull. anxious.
Not only were the soldiers of the entire Gadra tribe quiet, but Morin used the ability of the "Magic Ear" to listen carefully, and no sound could be heard for a long distance around the fortress.
It seems that the whole world dies in a moment, if not dying, it would not be so quiet.
People's breathing began to become heavy, the invisible pressure was still swelled, and the night sky before dawn was dark as if dyed with ink.
There is only a red mark on the sea in the east, like a few narrow wounds.
"what!"
"Escape!"
"Reaper is here!"
Morin first heard the sudden screams of horror, and then these sounds spread to the entire Gadra army like a tide.
After being quiet for a while, I heard such a terrible life-saving sound, and everyone's heartstrings bounced.
"What's the matter, who's howling?" Snell asked Moline.
Morin did not dare to use the power of "Magic Eye", he could only hear a large group of footsteps running towards them.
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After a while, those running people appeared in the eyes of everyone, which also answered Snell's question.
Those who screamed for escape were the retreating enemy soldiers. The centaur with the strongest running ability runs in front, and behind it are mixed with various orcs and wild boars.
The guys who escaped were all extremely terrified. They crowded and shoved each other to escape, so there were not many people who were trampled to death.
However, even so, they still flee to Gadra's side, what danger is behind them after them?
Soon the answer was revealed, and Morin saw the gray mist that was surging behind the group of escaped people.
These mists, like life, drove those people away.
"Prepare for battle!" Wald ordered at first sight.
However, Morin felt that this was not a problem that could be solved by the soldiers alone, and he immediately ran to the shamans, hoping to find help from them.
"I don't know why those people are afraid of the fog. Is there any monster inside that can't be done?" Gadra's soldiers started talking.
As soon as the soldier finished speaking, they saw the mist catching up with those running behind.
A horrible scene happened, when people saw the mists touching the bodies of the escaped people, and then sucked white mist from those people's bodies.
With the horror and wailing of the people being pumped, the bodies of those people quickly shrivelled.
The skinny men still struggled to run, and behind them, a figure that turned into mist was frantically grabbing the front body, and they seemed desperate to get into that body.
It's just that the light and fog figures couldn't catch those shriveled bodies, they were attracted by the fog behind, and turned into a part of the fog.
Losing those shadows, those shriveled bodies finally wailed and fell to the ground.
This kind of thing happened like a chain reaction. Soon, more than half of those who escaped died strangely in the mist.
Moline came to Ginger. He quickly asked, "Grandpa Ginger, do you know what the mists are all about?"
"That's a very evil magic," Ginger said with shock in his eyes. "But I don't know all about it, boy, I don't have time to explain it to you in detail, I have to act immediately."
After finishing his speech, Ginger immediately shouted to his shaman: "Take up your staff, we must work together to stop those mists, otherwise we will face death."
Those shamans were probably able to guess the role of the fog, and they all moved quickly.
Soon, the shamans stood in front of the troops. They were separated from each other by a long wall of people.
Jinjir stood in the middle and stood the staff in his hand on the ground. All the shamans did the same as Jinjir. When all the shamans were ready, Ginger shook the staff while chanting the spell.
The sound of bells and spells suddenly merged together, forming a mysterious reverb.
A moment later, a soft golden light gleamed on Ginger’s staff, and the shaman under him chanted the spell.
The staffs were lit up by golden light one by one, like the light of a lamp in the darkness before dawn.
That golden light was first multiple points, then connected in series to form a long golden light shield.
Morin looked at the shaman's magic in surprise, and those golden lights gave him a sense of peace and kindness.
On the other side, Wald also commanded loudly: "Everyone shortens the formation and puts your body under the shield. Hurry!"
The number of shamans is relatively limited. Although there is a long distance between them, it is still impossible to protect more than two thousand soldiers.
The soldiers of the Gadra tribe gathered the team neatly and quickly, and they all quickly entered the shaman's shield.
Moline stood in the front row, and Snell stood side by side with them. They looked at those desperate people who were sucked out of the soul by the mist, and then turned into a dead body. This kind of scene makes people think it is abnormal. terror.
"Can we resist it?" Snell asked.
"You have to believe our shaman." Morin said firmly.