Arcane Age

Chapter 298: Temple Sacred Artifacts

Distribute the sacred vessels of my temple! Solomon ordered, and two white-robed priests distributed the sacred vessels of the temple given by the big blue god to every priest present.

This temple sacred weapon is surprisingly the magic gun developed by Xi Wei that can fire arcane missiles!

Since its development, apart from its contribution in the pirate attack on the tower, it has been gathering dust since then and has not been used again.

In the past two months, all the temple priests have learned the guidance method and mastered the use of the temple's sacred weapons.

Everyone, please come down with me and destroy the invading army of the Salt Lake tribe! Solomon's voice was loud and his eyes were shining with excitement. This battle was the final step to avenge his shame and completely establish the sacred status of the Temple of the Blue Big Meng God. Great time!

At the foot of the snow mountain and in the temple, Xi Wei has set up a huge teleportation circle. It is the use of void inscriptions that he has learned recently. Although the teleportation distance is not too far, it can teleport multiple people at one time.

Hundreds of temple priests holding magic guns lined up neatly and stood in the huge teleportation magic circle, which could actually accommodate them all.

Xi Wei activated the teleportation circle, and azure light flashed past. The eyes of all the temple priests went dark, and their bodies swayed. When they opened their eyes again, they were already at the Snow Mountain Tribe.

Solomon was sure of winning this battle, so he summoned all the tribesmen to cheer for the temple priests and watch the battle.

Since they had long considered the good seeds planted in the wilderness to be harvested as their wealth, the Salt Lake tribe did not destroy the morning wheat on both sides of the road, but marched directly to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

When the two armies faced each other, they naturally had to exchange words first. However, when the Red Fire Great Spiritual Master walked out of the military formation surrounded by a crowd, he discovered that there were only a hundred people from the Snow Mountain Tribe in front, and the leader was not the tribal chief Akanda. The spiritual master is actually Atu, the former defeated general!

Hahaha! Does the Snow Mountain Tribe have no warriors anymore? They only sent a hundred people to fight, and the leader is Atu, you loser! The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master laughed heartily, intending to dampen the Snow Mountain Tribe's fighting spirit.

However, he was puzzled in his heart, why were these hundreds of people wearing uniform and luxurious white robes? Where did this fabric come from?

Compared with them, the army of his own tribe turned into beggars!

Chihuo, I originally planned to attack the Salt Lake tribe in a few days, but I didn't expect you to show up! Solomon said sternly with a straight face: My lord, the big cute blue god, is here to punish the enemy!

My lord, the big cute blue god, is here to punish the enemy! Hundreds of temple priests lined up in three rows, with more than thirty people in each row forming a neat queue. The magic gun in their hands was ready to go, and their index fingers were firmly clasped. On the trigger.

Charge! The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master gave the order, and more than two thousand people launched a decisive charge!

With the drums beating high and the horns blowing, the warriors of the Salt Lake tribe have been fighting almost all their lives, not to mention the number of people is twenty times that of the enemy!

Father, if the enemy army relies on the dangerous terrain to defend the tribe, it will take some effort for our army to win. Now in the decisive battle on the plain, our army will definitely win a complete victory! Red Eyes said with a smile.

The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master did not answer. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring closely at the situation on the battlefield!

Three, two, one, volley! Solomon raised his right hand high, and the temple priest in the first row pulled the trigger without hesitation. The spell model engraved on the magic gun shone brightly, and the arcane crystal in the butt of the gun shone brightly. Providing energy, dozens of arcane missiles spurted out, shooting directly at the enemy forward who had charged fifty meters away!

Like a harvested wheat plant, a large piece of the Salt Lake Tribe’s forward collapsed!

Three, two, one, volley! Solomon waved his right hand again. The first row of temple priests had retreated to the end, and the second row of priests fired again!

Unable to stop charging, the Salt Lake Tribe army directly hit the second wave of arcane missiles, and a large area fell again!

The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master watching the battle from a distance took a breath of cold air, what on earth is this?

Praise my lord, the big blue cute god! The people of the Snow Mountain Tribe nervously watched the development of the battle from the high platform of the tribe. However, seeing this overwhelming advantage with their own eyes, the people of the tribe were overwhelmed by the big blue god. The belief in the cute god has reached its highest peak!

Praise my lord, the big blue god! Solomon raised his right hand again!

Praise my lord, the big cute blue god! The third round of volleys came, the bloody storm came, and the Salt Lake tribe's army fell to pieces again!

In an instant, all the bravest forwards of the Salt Lake tribe were killed or seriously injured and fell to the ground!

The torrent-like army stopped, and the soldiers of the Salt Lake tribe stared at everything in shock. They couldn't believe that the most powerful and invincible pioneer warrior of the tribe had died so mysteriously!

The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master finally knew what he was worried about. These hundred or so white robes could actually launch spiritual attacks!

And it is so sharp and lethal, even he, the most powerful spiritual master, cannot do it!

But such a powerful spiritual attack cannot last long, and it is likely that each person can only fire it once or twice!

Continue to attack! They can't be released! The Red Fire Great Spiritual Master personally beat the war drum, encouraging the army to continue advancing.

He knew that he had to win this battle, otherwise if the current situation continued, the Salt Lake Tribe would definitely not be a match for the Snow Mountain Tribe!

It was the Red Fire Great Spirit Master who led the Salt Lake Tribe to glory in the past twenty years. His words were the truth to many Salt Lake Tribe warriors. The tribal warriors who were originally shocked by the brutal massacre launched a charge again!

Solomon shook his head gently. The Crimson Fire Great Spirit Master is worthy of being a heroic figure. However, in front of the glory of my master, the cute blue god, you can only be a loser!

He waved his right hand again, and the first row of temple priests who had been prepared launched another deadly arcane missile!

The fifth and sixth rounds follow closely!

Six rounds of missiles passed by, and nearly half of the Salt Lake tribe's two thousand army fell!

This kind of battle damage was far beyond what the primitive tribe could bear. Even though the Red Fire Great Spiritual Master was shouting frantically and anxiously, the soldiers of the Salt Lake Tribe also started to flee crazily!

It's over, it's over! The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master knelt down helplessly. With today's defeat, the Salt Lake Tribe will no longer have any possibility of prosperity!

Father! Let's retreat quickly! Red Eyes was obviously frightened by the terrifying lethality of the arcane missiles, and supported the Red Fire Great Spirit Master to retreat.

March with drums! Solomon shouted loudly, and the great spiritual master Amu personally beat the centuries-old war drums of the Snow Mountain Tribe. Amidst the high-spirited sounds of war drums, hundreds of temple priests held magic guns and marched in an orderly queue. , chasing the deserters of the Salt Lake tribe who had retreated!