Chapter 266 I am the God of Desert Death! (4000 words)
Chapter 266 I am the God of Death in the Desert! (4000 words)
Author: Braised Shrimp in Braised Oil
Chapter 266 I am the God of Death in the Desert! (4000 words)
Looking at the pagoda that was pressing down on him, Wangcai snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes.
Just relying on something like this, you want to suppress this dog?
This is also showing too little contempt for this dog!
"Woof!"
Wangcai raised the scepter in his hand high and smashed it down with a "Q". The scepter came into close contact with the pagoda.
"when"
A loud noise was heard.
Under the blow of the scepter, the pagoda was like cracked porcelain, with cracks all over its body.
"ping"
The sound of breaking glass echoed in the air, and visible to the naked eye, the pagoda turned into countless fragments and scattered in the air.
There's nothing a Q can't solve!
If so! That’s two!
Because his own magic weapon was smashed to pieces by this kobold, the Tower King spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and kept retreating.
At this time, his state is very unstable and he may fall at any time.
He was seriously injured and could no longer participate in this battlefield.
Wangcai held the scepter in his hand and kept charging among the crowd.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
With every stroke of Wangcai, one of the ghost soldiers will fly away.
Every time a ghost soldier is killed, the damage of the scepter in Wangcai's hand increases by one point!
"I knock!"
"I'll knock again!"
"I kept knocking, knocking, knocking!!!"
Wangcai kept stacking the layers of the ax in his hand.
Prosperous wealth has never been so exciting.
In the past, it was extremely laborious to stack the number of layers. Not only did you have to find the monsters, but you also had to spend a lot of effort to reduce the opponent's health to the point where you could kill the opponent with an axe.
But it's different now.
The ax and scepter in Wangcai's hand was very satisfying.
Every time he knocks a ghost soldier to death, Wangcai can feel that his knocks are getting stronger!
This kind of pleasure of constantly getting stronger with every effort and hard work is simply unparalleled.
If it weren't for the fact that every tapping consumes a lot of spiritual and physical energy, Wangcai feels that he could keep doing this for the rest of his life without stopping.
Wangcai has never given his technique a name.
But now, Wangcai has an idea.
It’s called pain absorption!
It is so pleasant to see these enemies in pain.
And turn the other person's pain into your own strength!
What a suitable and handsome name!
What a domineering spell!
"I knock!"
Wangcai struck him with another axe, and the opponent was knocked out of his wits by Wangcai.
As minutes and seconds passed on the battlefield, the scorching sun in the sky kept moving, and the wind and sand began to rise again, sweeping across the entire desert.
Under the sun, the golden light hits the yellow sand of the Rhima Desert, and the golden light and the golden sand complement each other.
The silence was broken by the collision of scepters and souls and the screams of these ghost cultivators.
Wangcai shouted loudly, and his body grew bigger again. His body was surrounded by circles of yellow sand.
Whenever the enemy is close to the yellow sand, they will feel that they are being damaged continuously, or as a percentage of their health.
Even if others were standing far away in the desert, they could still see a tall and mighty kobold figure standing under the sky.
He wielded the ax and scepter in his hand, killing his enemies with ease.
This is Wangcai. This desert god is both feared and awe-inspiring in the eyes of his enemies.
He is now the real master of the entire Rhima Desert!
Wangcai strode around the battlefield, maintaining a transcendent calm.
That golden armor is his symbol. There is no blood stained on his armor. He is the monarch of this desert at this moment.
Years of combat experience have enabled him to stay focused in the most intense situations. He is determined to make full use of this battle to transform his "Pain Absorption" technique to an unimaginable level!
His keen senses picked up the sound of footsteps behind him, and with lightning reflexes he turned around and brandished his weapon.
"when"
Accompanied by the sound of reinforcements.
Number of layers +3
Those two unfortunate ghost cultivators were split in two and became part of the wealth that increased the damage.
As the enemy ranks began to surround him, Wangcai let out a deep roar, a sound that sent shivers down the spines of even the toughest warriors.
He felt that the power of the divine essence in the ax and scepter surged through his veins, enhancing his senses and making him stronger.
"Woof!!!"
Wangcai barked at the sky dog, and the sound shook the heavy clouds.
"Power! This is power! The power of the desert! Woohoo!!!"
An ancient voice penetrated into Wangcai's head from this scepter.
In just three breaths, Wangcai once again realized a move!
"Soul Flame!"
Following the dog's head, oh no, following the roar of the desert god of death, Wangcai.
A huge circle appeared in the dense concentration of ghost soldiers in the air, with blazing flames burning in the circle!
The fire keeps burning.
The hot desert flames seem to burn everything in the world.
"Ahhhhh"
Caught deep in the flames of their souls, the ghost soldiers were all burned up.
Wangcai wielded his weapon, killing waves of enemies like a painting with a sword, his movements precise and planned.
He did not enjoy the pleasure of killing, but he knew that this was the only way to ensure the survival of his master, himself, and his subjects.
His body was moving, and he felt the howling hot wind shuttle around him, and the endless cold sand rolled like a whirlpool and died under his feet.
Wangcai fought for an hour, and his endurance seemed endless.
He carves a sacred path through enemy lines.
Although he was injured in many places, his injuries only aroused his anger, stimulated his fighting spirit, and made him move more and more towards victory.
His only idea is to repel the enemy, protect his master, and protect everything he cares about!
The more you fight, the braver you become with Wangcai, and the more you fight, the stronger you become!
"kill him!"
Following the order from the Tower King, more than thirty ghost sword cultivators held long swords and struck Wangcai directly with one sword!
"withered!!!"
Wangcai recited the spell, raised his dog paw high and shouted.
Those ghost swordsmen felt that their movement speed suddenly became very, very slow.
They wanted to wave the long sword in their hands, but it felt like they had been waving for half a century, and the long sword had not reached the front of the kobold.
Then, the huge ax hit him on the head.
"Dang Dang Dang"
With a few crisp sounds.
These ghost swordsmen disappeared from the world.
When the sun began to set and the smoke dissipated, Wangcai stood alone, breathing heavily in the sea of blood.
His heart was beating in his chest.
Wangcai felt that his physical strength was about to reach its limit.
This was a tragic battle (unilaterally speaking). Wangcai had already killed 30,000 ghost cultivators. The strength of each ghost cultivator was directly proportional to the number of layers stacked.
On average, Wangcai has been stacked up to 50,000 levels.
but.
Wangcai has no spiritual power.
Standing in this ocean of war, Wangcai gasped for air.
His hands were shaking.
Wangcai felt that it would be difficult for him to continue.
"Am I going to die? Is this my current limit?"
Wangcai raised his head and looked at the sky.
Wangcai lowered his head and looked at his master and his subjects.
Even if he is going to die.
But! This is a victory that no one will ever forget!
Wangcai lowered his head and expressed his gratitude for the scepter in his hand, and for his guidance and protection in the battle.
Wangcai proved to the world that he was the most powerful warrior in the desert.
"No! I can't fall down yet!"
Suddenly! Wangcai suddenly opened his eyes!
This isn't my last fight.
Wangcai knew in his heart that there would always be more battles to come, more enemies to be defeated, and more lives to be saved.
He must deal with them and be ready to fight until his last breath.
Because I am the King of the Desert and I will always remain a beacon of hope and strength among my subjects.
"A mere kobold, cultivated like crazy!"
Huo Deduan, the Prime Minister of the Ghost Realm, finally took action.
Huo Deduan took out a dark dagger from his arms.
As he chanted the spell in his mouth, the dagger kept splitting and spreading in the air.
"Down!"
With a wave of Huo Deduan's hand, countless daggers stabbed at Wangcai like a downpour!
Huo Deduan found that this dog head seemed to have a good opportunity, and that was the scepter in his hand!
My gains today will not be small.
Not only can you catch Bai Yiyi, you can also get a treasure!
He raised his head and looked at the rain of daggers falling towards him. It was impossible for Wangcai to avoid such a large-scale move.
Just catch it by force.
But at this moment, several chains spread from the sky, binding Wangcai's hands and feet.
"Damn it! These humans are such good dogs!"
Wongcai feels bad!
"Frozen Tales."
A female voice came out from the empty space.
The moment the sound hit the ground, the sky above Wangcai was filled with dust, but it quickly condensed into frost.
In the blink of an eye, all the ice condensed together, forming a huge ice barrier that blocked the heavy rain of daggers.
"Bai Yiyi!"
Huo Deduan felt a chill in his heart.
He didn't expect that Bai Yiyi still had the strength to take action.
Logically speaking, Bai Yiyi should be extremely weak now!
"Too underestimated."
Bai Yiyi's voice echoed in the air.
"die."
On the ground, Bai Yiyi stretched out her fingers and spoke slowly to the Tower King and the Prime Minister of Ghost Realm.
When Bai Yiyi opened her mouth and closed it again, a huge dharma image appeared in the sky.
This dharma image completely looks like a skeleton, its body is covered in black death energy, and its empty eyes are filled with blue flames.
The huge skeleton opened its mouth.
Threads flowed out of his mouth one after another.
These threads kept spreading and were tied to Huo Deduan and King Zhenta!
The skeleton dharma image bit the thread and pulled hard.
In an instant, Huo Deduan and King Zhenta were both physically and mentally destroyed!
Giant swords fell from the sky and were inserted around the tens of thousands of troops, surrounding them and forming a magic circle.
As long as Bai Yiyi destroys this magic circle, then this magic circle will destroy everything!
Everyone's life and death are just a matter of Bai Yiyi's thoughts!
Bai Yiyi stepped up from the air step by step, looking at these ghost soldiers and generals drifting with the crowd: "Life or death, you choose for yourself."
All the ghost soldiers and generals looked at me and I looked at you, then put down their weapons and knelt down in the direction of Bai Yiyi: "Sin Army, I am willing to ride through fire and water for your majesty!"
After receiving a reply from this army, Bai Yiyi just took one more look and turned back to the city.
At this time, the skeleton's appearance slowly dissipated, and the formation turned into wisps of breeze.
Most of the ghost soldiers just follow the trend and just follow the orders of the general.
There is no way, if you don't listen, you will lose your mind.
Therefore, among the ghost soldiers, even if there were many who did not want to rebel, they were forced to rebel.
These guys definitely can't be said to be loyal, but at least they are still useful.
After the war, the dog country withdrew its troops.
Those ghost soldiers were stationed outside the city and were not allowed to enter the city.
It's not that Wangcai doesn't want these ghost soldiers to enter the city, it's Bai Yiyi's intention.
It's not that Bai Yiyi doesn't trust these ghost soldiers.
The main thing is that this city is not your own.
I can't let these guys disturb other people's lives.
After Wangcai saw Bai Yiyi take action, he was deeply shocked by Bai Yiyi's strength.
Wangcai thought he was very strong.
But Wangcai felt that if he fought Bai Yiyi, the Lord of the Ghost Realm, he would be defeated within five rounds.
This made Wangcai's somewhat relaxed heart start to get nervous.
Wangcai realizes that he needs to protect his subjects and needs to keep getting stronger! He needs to have enough power!
Otherwise, if this invasion was not because of Bai Yiyi, but was directed at himself, it would be impossible for him to resist it.
Prosperity is decided!
Starting from today, I have to work harder to stack my skills!
"How long can I hold on?"
In Bai Yiyi's room, sitting on the bedside, looking at Bai Yiyi's pale face, Chen Lu sighed.
"About half a month."
Bai Yiyi shook her head.
Bai Yiyi's injuries did not get better, they were just suppressed temporarily.
But Bai Yiyi's attack just now caused the injury to relapse.
Listening to Bai Yiyi's answer, Chen Lu lowered his head and fell into silence.
Fifteen days.
During these fifteen days, Shuangshuang needs to find the Nether Fruit and find the land where the sun never sets, and then Bai Yiyi takes it.
To be honest, unless a miracle occurs, it will be difficult.
"Life and death matter, don't think too much, I was going to die a long time ago." Bai Yiyi shook her head.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Chen Lu asked.
Bai Yiyi lowered her head and seemed to think about it seriously: "I have a favor."
"you say."
"Be my tour guide."
"Tourist guide?"
"Um."
Bai Yiyi nodded.
"I want to see what the last city I passed through before my death looked like."
