Witchcraft

Chapter 84
The battlefield has become a meat grinding ground, and Feng Yang and Gelu are fighting bloody. They are two barbaric men, and they are evenly matched.

"You can't kill me, tauren! I'm the strongest warrior in this desert." Gru's mouth was already open, making his words leak out, but even more ferocious.

Feng Yang raised his huge head proudly, those crimson eyes were filled with blood-colored brilliance.

"No, you will die here, because God is on my side, the blasphemer must die!" Feng Yang threw away the huge log, intending to kill this man with the most primitive means.

Feng Yang's idea had an effect, at least he became more relaxed.

Suddenly, Gru took out a black bottle, struggled on his face, but quickly drank the potion in the bottle.

In just an instant, Gelu's body became one meter taller, even surpassing Feng Yang by a head, his eyes kept bleeding, and his muscles bulged like they were about to explode.

Alchemy Rage Secret Medicine!

This kind of evil potion that was on the verge of extinction has reappeared. This potion can make people burst out with terrible power in a short period of time, but it has terrible side effects.

Even if Gru wins this battle, he will be paralyzed for a long time, and may even die.

boom!
Feng Yang was thrown out with great force, and the corner of his mouth was swollen.

"Where is your god now? Where is it?" Gru roared crazily.

boom!
Feng Yang was thrown out again, his bones seemed to be falling apart.

A pair of huge eyes appeared in front of Feng Yang's eyes, which were the gaze of the Lord God.

Are you going to die here this time?

Feng Yang's simple and honest face finally wore a wry smile.

"The Lord God is always here!" Luo Xin's voice suddenly sounded, and she rushed over, surrounded by several tauren.

Immediately, the half-orcs surrounded them like crazy. As long as the orc priest was killed, the war would be over.

"Master Priest." Tears suddenly appeared in the corners of Feng Yang's eyes, and Luo Xin was moved.

This is a crazy battlefield, but the priest he followed took the risk of rushing over. In order to save him, a stupid tauren, Feng Yang was suddenly able to look directly at death.

In this life, I am very honored!
"Brave and fearless Lord God, we are eager to defend your glory, please grant us the bloodthirsty power to defeat these evil enemies, we will die in glory, and everything belongs to the great patron saint!" Luo Xin muttered Mysterious witchcraft.

The red halo spread along this thin broken jade claw, and the white priest's robe was particularly eye-catching.

Bloodlust!
The signature spell of the War Priest.

A ferocious force emerged in Feng Yang's body, it was the familiar bloodthirsty technique, and Feng Yang's thoughts instantly returned to half a year ago.

At that time, there was a great war priest of the Feng clan's Bloodhoof tribe, Hu Yunfei.

And bloodthirsty is Hu Yunfei's signature witchcraft.

Now his students have also mastered this technique, a technique that makes the orcs invincible.

"The glory of the Lord God shines on me, die! Dirty and evil half-orc bandits!" Feng Yang's body became taller, and soon became as tall as Gru.

Those berserk muscles were covered with the red light of the bloodthirsty technique, and looked like a hill, unshakable.

The bloodthirsty technique occupied Feng Yang's nerves, and all the nearby tauren turned into killing machines, and they would destroy all the enemies of the main god.

"damn it!"

The orcs in the vicinity are already retreating quietly. The bloodthirsty tauren must not fight to the death. This is the last word known throughout the continent.

This group of killing machines will kill everything that can breathe except the believers of the main god.

Under the violent bloodthirsty technique, the tauren have lost their minds, and they don't even care about their own life or death.

The battlefield was once again one-sided, and the tauren crazily charged at the half-orc's line. Under the red halo, the bloodhoof tauren stepped out at the pace of death.

Trampled by the war, the half-orc's front collapsed in an instant.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and Feng Yang and Gelu collided. The muscles of the two of them could not withstand such a terrifying force, and they had already begun to deform, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"I'm a...soldier of...God...!" Feng Yang squeezed out the words between his teeth.

"False god." Gru still refused to bow his head.

The blasphemer made Feng Yang even more violent, he bit him frantically, and immediately bit Gru's neck.

Under the bloody mouth, a large amount of minced meat was brought out.

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the violent tauren tore off Gru's head with brute force, and then stepped heavily on Gru's body.

哶!
The wind raised its head to the sky and howled!

"It's hopeless, brothers!"

"This is not the power of a warrior, this is the power of a god."

"Damn it, I won't play anymore!"

The half-orc sand bandits were shocked by this ferocious power, and ran away like shit.

Such a tauren is simply unshakable!

The war was finally over, and the half-orcs left more than 2000 corpses, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere on the ground.

As the sun set, the smell of blood spread throughout the battlefield.

Luo Xin patrolled the battlefield with a blank face. This kind of bloodshed has become commonplace. Humans are really strange animals.

"Is this the result you want?" Qing Ge ridiculed with anger.

"Yes, this is the result I want." Luo Xin replied coldly.

The main god is on top, and the priests are on the back. This is the battlefield of the gods. I should face my heart honestly.

boom!
A big man was thrown in front of Luo Xin by the tauren.

Hogg!

The bandit leader was lucky enough to survive again, only to become a prisoner.

At this moment, he spat out the sand in his mouth in embarrassment, and looked up, on the small sand dune was the familiar Broken Jade Claw, looking at him coldly.

"Master Priest, this is Gru's war, I just can't help myself." Hogg raised his voice in his heart, he knew that his life and death depended on Luo Xin's sentence.

But Luo Xin, who held the power of life and death, was cold and indifferent, this look made Hogg panic.

"I am willing to restrain my subordinates and never be an enemy of the noble priest." Hogg had an idea, and suddenly guessed Luo Xin's thoughts.

"Remember your words, if you stand on the opposite side of the battlefield next time, I promise to send you to hell!" Luo Xin finally spoke.

This is the best result. Hogg, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, is obviously easier to control. Once the human army arrives, Hogg will be the vanguard.

"Thank you, Priest, thank you!" Hogg was ecstatic, and made several big gifts to Luo Xin.

With the priest's order, Hogg and his subordinates were released, and the remaining hundreds of captives were all headhunters.

"My lord priest, what should we do with these prisoners?" Feng Yang asked again.

"All beheaded!" Luo Xin turned around and left, only leaving two words lightly.

The strong wind rolled up the priest's robe, casting a long shadow under the setting sun.

(End of this chapter)