Chapter 934 Totem God! Ancestor God! Can gods fight?
Bernard and the bull warrior Hardig each held weapons, stood facing each other, and turned around at the same time. One step, two steps, each took ten steps outward, and then turned around at the same time.
"Go out and fight!"
Gretel shouted in time.
There are so many patients here! Wherever there is a patient still lying down, there will be a ping-pong-pong fight! Besides, Bernard’s big bone and the bull warrior’s big ax will never make any noise if they fight against each other.
Lower than blacksmithing!
Only at the end of the shouting did I remember that I was not the host. The last note suddenly dropped an octave, and I looked left and right:
"You have a martial arts arena, right?"
Seven or eight great wizards gave him kind smiles.
Bernard calmly walked out of the temple carrying the stick. Grete, in his busy schedule, threw a mystical eye and chased after him, treating him while watching the live broadcast:
The so-called martial arts arena is an open space in front of the temple, and there is not even a door separating it from the inside of the temple. Maybe the warriors' battles are also a way to please the gods?
Gretel was thinking this way, and saw the two warriors pulling away from each other, kicking off the ground, charging forward, and colliding with each other without any tricks. With a bang, Gretel bared his teeth and felt his forehead buzzing:
Alas, are you really forging iron?
boom!
boom!
boom!
The ice and snow shattered under the feet of the two of them, one by one, flying in all directions, hitting the people watching the battle around them. A young soldier was caught off guard, and his face was hit, and he said "Oh", and his face was immediately covered with blood.
No one at the scene cared. Even the young soldier was pulled behind, so he wiped the blood on his face and continued to stretch his head to look. A bone club higher than a human head, a long-handled ax, and so on.
Collision and bounce, it looks like they are evenly matched...
The bone stick cracked, smashed, swung, and poked, and the ax cracked horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and upward. For five minutes and ten minutes, the two sides remained indifferent. The bull warrior suddenly roared and swung the ax twice.
, jump back:
"I'm going to ask for the blessing of the Buffalo God! You can use whatever means you have!"
The secret eye turned, and the figure of a young witch priest appeared in the light screen. Grete quickly threw out the last two rounds of [Remove Disease] and walked out quickly. Bernard saw him coming at a glance, and stood alone
He waved his arms and shouted:
"No! I'll do it by myself first!"
The Barbarian Bull Warrior stepped forward with his right leg, leaned down, lowered his head, held an ax in both hands, and assumed a charging posture. Three steps away from him, the young shaman took out a silver-encrusted horn, brought it to his mouth, and blew it with all his strength.
:
"Woo"
A low roar, like a cow's roar, spread throughout the martial arts arena. Gretel subconsciously turned on the detection magic and saw a faint black light spreading from the horns and covering the body of the bull warrior.
The muscles of the body are enlarged and the skin defense is increased. These are all basic configurations... Gretel silently evaluated. In addition, in the meditation vision, you can also see a group of dark light attached to the body of the bull warrior, extending forward.
There are two horn shapes on both sides of the ax.
What is this for...
Grete secretly guessed. And the bull warrior Hardig had already charged forward again, bang, bang, bang. The first few steps were nothing, but when he took the last step, the ground shook violently.
Grete narrowed his eyes subconsciously. In his meditation vision, circles of ripples flew out from the feet of the Barbarian Bull Warriors, were transmitted through the earth, and directly hit Bernard. In an instant, the aura of the barbarian appeared.
So a little confused...
Isn't it?
War tramples?
It’s really... very suitable for the blessing of the Buffalo God...
Taking advantage of Bernard's confusion, the long-handled tomahawk slammed towards Bernard. At the critical moment, the barbarian suddenly roared, and his whole momentum was shaken.
The human figure in the meditation field of vision burned like a flame. The black light and ripples were bounced far away at the same time. Bernard held the stick in both hands and struggled to move up one level.
boom!
There was another loud earthquake. The battle ax bounced high, circled, and swept over like a wheel.
Still half a meter away, a pair of curved, horn-like shadows suddenly flew out from both sides of the axe, one on the left and one on the right, stabbing Bernard's chest and back.
"careful!"
"careful!"
Grete and Cerela blurted out. Grete had already held a [Protective Long Range] in his hand, ready to throw it at Bernard. However, the barbarian did not dodge, and a bright light suddenly appeared from the head of the club.
He looked up to the sky and opened his mouth in a filial gesture.
The Manniu warrior paused on the spot and tilted his head back slightly, as if he had been hit by an air wave bomb. The bright light roared and he jumped down. In an instant, Bernard's tall body was struck by
The shadow of a wild beast shrouded the scene.
The pair of phantoms in the shape of horns hit the surface of the beast and immediately bounced away. The beast turned its head sideways, bent slightly and said "Kacha", "Kacha", biting the two horns in two bites, like chewing shortbread.
Chewed it down...
Bernard, on the other hand, had already danced his bone club like a windmill, forcing him forward with great momentum. Compared with before, his strength, speed, and even his tolerance for pain had obviously improved to a higher level.
If he had just entered the ninth level before, now he is comparable to a tenth level warrior.
"Autonomous madness?"
A low, surprised voice came from Mr. Barensimo's mouth. He looked left and right, walked towards Gretel in small steps, and asked in a low voice:
"Boss, this follower of yours has mastered independent madness? And can you also use the beast soul?"
Grete spread his hands and shrugged.
"You have mastered it a long time ago... If you haven't mastered this, according to old Morgan, he is not qualified to venture into the New World..."
Mr. Valencimo remained silent. Soon, Bernard relied on the power of independent madness and beast soul to defeat the wild bull warriors. Finally, the chief of the buffalo tribe came to the end personally carrying two bone clubs:
"Qiang!"
The two bone rods crossed over the chief's head and locked Bernard's giant bone rod. The chief nodded and smiled:
"Dear warrior, you have won. You have proven your strength. Your strength can already be compared with the strong ones among the White Eagle Warriors."
Even the Golden Eagle Warriors can't compare, right... "So, how many Golden Eagle Warriors are there in the Eagle Kingdom?"
"The Golden Eagle warriors are the most powerful warriors in the Eagle Kingdom. Each one's strength and reputation spread far and wide." The chief replied without hesitation:
"There will always be only twelve Golden Eagle warriors blessed by the God of Eagles who can use golden spears. One person, one spear, and a pair of golden wings. No less, no more."
"What if I die?"
"Raised from the White Eagle Warriors. As long as the grace of the Eagle God lasts forever, the power of the Golden Eagle Warriors will always exist."
A warrior given by God?
Or are warriors with specific powers based on artifacts or magic props?
Gretel couldn't judge for a moment. But the key is not here, but when he really wants to fall out with the opponent, how much power he can use and whether he can defeat the opponent. Gretel looked around:
"Do you have any Golden Eagle-level warriors?"
The chiefs all laughed. The chief of the Kestrel tribe stepped forward and held his head high:
"I myself can compete with a Golden Eagle warrior."
"There are two powerful warriors in our tribe who can compete with the Golden Eagle." Dandan, the leader of the Buffalo tribe, replied. The Black Panther tribe followed suit:
"Although our tribe has a small number of people, we can still find two powerful warriors! Moreover, our Black Panther God can kill two Golden Eagle warriors by himself without any problem!"
Black Panther God?
Gretel was surprised. None of the God of Nature, the Goddess of Spring, the God of War, including the Red Stone Tribe, White Birch Tribe, Reindeer Tribe, Beaver Tribe and other gods he saw along the way had personally taken action.
At most, when the priest prays, the corresponding magic is triggered, like a vending machine that stores the power of magic...
In fact, like the reindeer tribe, they raise one every year and kill one every year, and they can also grant magical powers to the tribe. Grete was very surprised.
If it were him, he would definitely refuse!
The buffalo god just now also gave power to the warriors. How strong is it? Can it come out to beat people in person? Gretel...
Well, he hasn't seen it in person anyway.
"So, what is your Black Panther God like? Can it come out to fight? What other gods can come out to fight?"
Gretel asked sincerely. While asking, he took turns looking at the several great witch priests, especially sweeping them above their heads. Ah, who can summon the gods to give him a look? It is best to summon the gods to fight for him.
ah……
Well, the latter is probably more difficult... If he hadn't encountered a war between tribes, he probably wouldn't have been able to broaden his horizons...
"Dear guest, as long as you come to our tribe, you can meet the Black Panther God." The great shaman of the Black Panther tribe took a step forward and bowed gently:
"During this period, he has been leading our most powerful warriors to resist the invasion of the plague maiden. He is really inseparable. We are gathered here to find a way to resist the plague so that more warriors can join the battle.
Go in."
"So it is?"
"It's a powerful black panther in the nearby mountains and forests. It has been enshrined by us for many, many years."
Well, it turns out to be a real divine beast, no wonder it can take action directly. Gretel cast his expectant eyes to the side, and the Great Witch of the Buffalo Tribe shook his head slightly:
"Our buffalo god is a sacred white buffalo. When we were trekking in the wilderness and couldn't find our home, he suddenly appeared and brought us to this fertile land."
So you keep it enshrined until now?
Gretel asked with his eyes. The Great Witch of the Buffalo Tribe looked proud:
"Whenever we put on its cowhide, wear a helmet made of its skull, and beat the war drum with its leg bones, it will appear in response to our call, granting fertility to the fields, and giving courage and strength to the warriors."
Well……
You win...
So are you taking the route of detaining animal souls + offering prayers...
Grete had an old blood clot stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to vomit. The only thing he could think of was the old scalper in The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. He asked the Cowherd to kill it, and he could fly into the sky by putting on the cowhide...
Behind the crowd, the great witch priest of the Dahe tribe walked slowly and made a few gestures silently. In an instant, a stream of bright water rose from behind him:
Amidst the sound of rushing water, the roaring water column condensed into a human figure that resembled a lake.
"Our god is our first generation patriarch. Back then, the river flooded, roaring and roaring, and it was about to submerge our settlement. The patriarch threw himself into the water, and the water suddenly stopped on its own and returned to the river bed. After that, he and the river
Integrated into one, always protecting us."
"In several crises, he drove the river water and drove away the enemies. If the God of Plague really comes to our tribe, our gods will definitely fight him to the death!"
Very good, totem gods, ancestor gods, mythical beasts, you have them all together!
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