However, the number of fel puppet remains is too great.

The devastation of the Lion King and Tiger King cannot cover the entire dense forest.

In places beyond their reach, there were still a large number of killing machines shrouded in light mist, jumping into the dense forest like giant spiders and throwing the liger warriors to the ground.

What's more, neither the Lion King nor the Tiger King can concentrate on anything and go all out.

Realizing that the other party was a serious problem, they had to consider how to deal with the other party after killing all the remains of the evil puppets.

The more strength you retain, the more chance you have to survive.

Anyway, it's not just your own team that's facing the remains of the evil puppet. Wouldn't it be silly to try your best at this time?

Such thoughts gnaw at their fighting spirit like poisonous insects.

This makes the two masters of the Golden Clan unable to express themselves to their fullest and freely.

The same is true for the Raging Lion Warriors and Tiger Warriors under their command.

The former broke into a cold sweat long ago after realizing that there were tiger warriors ambush everywhere in the dense forest.

Moreover, based on the analysis of the number and positions of the Tiger Warriors, if it had not been for the sudden appearance of the remains of the Evil Puppet, my entire team would have been wiped out by the Tiger Warriors' surprise attack.

There were a large number of the latter, and the blow they received from the remains of the evil puppets was even more serious. While secretly complaining in their hearts, they could not help but worry about what would happen if they were broken out of the siege by the Raging Lion Warriors, especially the "Horn of Destruction" and escaped back to the Red Gold City.

What serious consequences will it cause.

In this way, facing the holy light-shrouded butcher knife of the evil puppet's remains, both the Raging Lion Warrior and the Tiger Warrior would inevitably become half-hearted.

Half of their eyes were fixed on the remains of the evil puppet in front of them, and the other half were fixed on each other, who were so close.

I was afraid that when I was having a fierce battle with the remains of the evil puppet, the other party would stab me in the back.

Of course, the same group of people are also constantly thinking about whether to take advantage of the fierce battle between the opponent and the remains of the evil puppet to stab him in the back.

As for the jackal warriors led by "Jackal" Canus, not to mention.

They have a guilty conscience and have no idea whether they should show their full strength in the face of the menacing evil puppet remains. Once the liger warriors discover that their strength is far beyond the limits of the ordinary wolf clan, the situation will change.

What a bad direction to go.

In addition, these evil puppet remains have been sleeping in the mire for too long.

A large number of parts are rusty and incomplete.

Even after being purified by the Holy Light, it is still riddled with holes and extremely unstable.

Such an unstable state severely limits their combat effectiveness.

But they are like walking time bombs that may explode at any time.

Whenever the remains of a fel puppet self-destructs, a radius of dozens of arms will always be covered by a huge ball of light.

Shrouded in a light that is bright enough to blind the eyes, even if the liger warriors survive, their totem armor will be severely contaminated, losing the ability to change at will and self-repair, and become as fragile as ceramics.

So, when the remains of an evil puppet collapsed or exploded.

The casualties of the liger warriors and jackal warriors increased at an alarming rate.

More and more strong orcs, after the totem armor lost its activity and cracked like ceramics, could only use their flesh and blood to fight against the machinery shining with the holy light. In the end, their flesh and blood flew everywhere, their bones were broken, and

The enemies perished together.

However, their enemies possess more than just numbers.

boom!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

When bursts of deafening roars came from the edge of the dense forest, countless towering trees dozens of meters high fell down like weeds in a hurricane, and the flames rising into the sky turned into boiling light mist, almost filling the air.

When half of the sky was covered, the Lion King, Tiger King, Wolf King and all the orc warriors realized that something was wrong.

Before they could react, a light blade that was a hundred times brighter and stronger than all the holy lights just struck came from the edge of the dense forest with lightning speed, hitting a tiger warrior in the head without missing a beat.

This tiger warrior was like a big snake condensed by lightning, entangled tightly and unable to move.

The armor with the tiger totem shining on him dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the totem was deprived of its colorful light.

Subsequently, the metallic luster and crystal clear texture on the surface of the armor disappeared.

He was like a primitive man wearing stone armor, and the increasingly rough stone armor was quickly split in the middle by the light blade.

With almost no power to fight back, the tiger warrior was split in half vertically from head to toe. However, the huge wound seemed to be sealed by some mysterious force. Not a drop of blood or a piece of broken organ flowed out.

Like anatomical diagrams used in medicine, or some kind of weird artwork.

Soon, the "artist" who created this work of art made a grand appearance in front of everyone's horrified attention.

A killing machine thirty to fifty meters high.

Angel of power.

Countless pipes engraved with magic runes are arranged like a mysterious and complicated maze. Deadly spiritual energy flows endlessly in the depths of the pipes. After being transformed and amplified by the magic runes, it turns into unparalleled heat and kinetic energy, as well as tearing...

Roaring sounds that split the sky erupted from the honeycomb-like holes.

The huge body like a giant crab was dragged half by its own limbs, which were thicker than the elephant warriors. The other half was carried by dozens of evil puppet remains. It seemed to be moving up and down, stumbling, but

There is a kind of magic that makes your scalp numb.

In particular, the giant tumor-like crystals embedded in the back of the cancer bloomed with magnificent light and enveloped the brains of all carbon-based intelligent life forms in the place.

Regardless of whether they were lions, tigers or werewolves, they heard the solemn sound of horns in their ears, and visions appeared in front of their eyes, as if they were really seeing a golden angel descending that was sacred and inviolable and could only be worshiped.

Under the holy wings and majestic gaze of this angel, my half-human, half-animal existence seemed so humble, so dirty, so evil, and so ridiculous.

"Everything in the world originates from the Holy Light, and will surely return to the embrace of the Holy Light."

Such whispers came from the minds of many orc warriors.

This low moan was like an anesthetic secretly prepared by a witch doctor, instantly paralyzing their central nervous system, leaving them stunned and unable to move.

Therefore, the force angel waved the huge iron pincers and easily clamped down on the second tiger warrior. With a "click", he cut off the tiger warrior and his totem armor at the waist, and threw them high into the air.

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This time, the force angel did not use mysterious power to seal the wound.

The internal organs of the tiger warriors were flying all over the sky like bloody fireworks, splashing onto the bodies of many lion men, tiger men and werewolves, making them feel bone-deep fear for the first time in their lives.

In the midst of the deathly silence of fear, the "Horn of Destruction" and the "Blade of Fury" simultaneously let out earth-shattering roars.

The Lion King and the Tiger King finally realized that if they did not put aside their past grudges and go all out, everyone present would turn into corpses purified by the holy light in a moment.

The two masters of the Golden Clan used their roars to shatter the auditory hallucinations and illusions created by the Angel of Power.

Like two angry cannonballs, they shot toward the Angel of Power.

Countless evil puppet remains jumped up one after another, trying to intercept the Lion King and Tiger King.

However, they used it as a stepping stone and trampled it to pieces in mid-air. Instead, they accelerated again and again. After escaping the Holy Light sweep and iron pincer attack of the Force Angel, they jumped onto the Force Angel's back.

The tumor-like crystal on the Angel's back shines brightly.

It can be clearly seen that mysterious and complicated magic arrays are constantly shining in the depths of the crystal. As the light continues to expand, it instantly covers the entire back of the force angel.

The magic circle turned into flames and frost, and the flames and frost turned into swords, guns and halberds, stabbing at the Lion King and Tiger King, trapping them in the sword and halberd jungle.

However, the Lion King and Tiger King, who have abandoned their distracting thoughts, are the most terrifying existences in the entire Tulanze, and naturally they will not be blocked by a mere magic circle.

The lion king's golden-ringed scimitars collided with each other, and the sound waves immediately turned into violent waves visible to the naked eye, blowing away the flames and frost.

The Tiger King's violent blade dragged scarlet tail flames and slashed hard at the outer shell of the Angel of Power. Under a burst of flames, the outer shell was raised high, tearing apart three or five arm lengths.
Chapter completed!