When Taylor screamed and fell from the sky and crashed into a hill, the huge pit and the billowing dust caused some stitching monsters and some magical beasts nearby to fly out, but soon these magical beasts I feel the smell of a high-level bloodline.
Although Taylor tried his best to collect his own blood and prevent it from leaking out, his clothes were still stained with a few drops of Ghidorah's blood, which made many monsters' eyes turn red because they felt the further aura and the convenience of increasing their strength. Way.
It was just the aura of high-level life forms exuding from Taylor that made them hesitate. More and more Warcraft and some less-than-smart Stitches gathered around the pit where Taylor fell.
When the dust cleared, they looked at Taylor lying in the pit. A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the Stitches and some of the Warcraft. They had seen the wizard, so they turned around and ran away.
Those who can be dragged to fight in the pseudo-paradise are at least the third-level apprentice level. At this level of life, the stitch beasts already have some wisdom. When they saw Taylor's figure, they knew that he was a powerful wizard with roots. The fear deep in their blood and souls made them shudder and flee in all directions.
But some greedy monsters tried to devour Taylor, because they did not want to be enslaved. They were just reluctantly pulled here to be used as cannon fodder. Who wants to be born as cannon fodder?
So they wanted to seize this opportunity to carve up this weak wizard. They felt that as long as they were concealed enough, no other wizard would know about it, and they would be able to regain their freedom later when they became powerful leveled monsters.
In terms of their brain development level, it is impossible to understand the value of a wizard and the importance that the White Tower Alliance places on every wizard. Now their minds are thinking about becoming stronger and free.
They strive to overcome the resistance at the life level that is rooted deep in their bodies. Moving towards Taylor step by step. Taylor, who fell into a coma, has now completely lost his ability to perceive the outside world, his body has become a mess, and even white-gold flames have begun to appear outside the mental space.
The three consciousness bodies in the spiritual space are frantically suppressing the spread of the platinum flame. The spiritual space is the foundation of a wizard. If the spiritual space is really set on fire, the wizard's future will be doomed.
Fortunately, there are a total of three consciousnesses suppressing the spread of the platinum flame from three directions. Now they have gradually suppressed the platinum flame firmly in place and are eliminating it bit by bit. Judging from the current situation, Taylor has no time. Take into account the situation outside.
The black snake with wings, the giant wolf with two heads, the tiger with four eyes, and the six-armed King Kong are all approaching Taylor's body, ready to carve him up.
"Hiss, hiss..."
"Roar..."
"Ouch..."
These monsters roared with suppressed excitement, as if the road to evolution was already in front of them, but before they could reach out, Claws touched Taylor's body, and the crack of a bolter suddenly sounded.
boom! ! boom! ! boom! !
The heads of these monsters exploded like watermelons in an instant, and brain plasma, fragments of brain tissue, bones and some oral organs were splashed everywhere.
It turns out that Hawks finally arrived with his Achilles warriors.
Hawks led his men with a chainsword in one hand and a bolter in the other, quickly clearing away these cunning monsters that were trying to covet their master's body.
Buzz, buzz...
The buzz of the chain sword resounded around the deep pit. The chain sword, like a chainsaw, attached with sharp runes, mercilessly cut through these overestimating monsters.
"You filthy bastards, trying to covet the body of a noble wizard, you deserve to die!"
Hawks roared with extreme anger, and the Achilles warriors under him seemed to be infected by his emotions, as if they were the coldest The killing machine quickly wiped out the monsters around this deep pit.
Even the master behind these monsters had a cold look on his face when he discovered that the intention of these monsters was to eat the wizard. He watched indifferently as these monsters were chopped into pieces one by one or blown up by blasters.
Because even if these monsters were caught by him personally, if they violated an insurmountable red line, they deserved to die.
After wiping out the surrounding monsters that coveted Taylor, the Achilles warriors stationed themselves near this deep pit under Hawkes' order, quietly waiting for their master's awakening.
But the only thing that is certain is that in this wizard's gluttonous feast, although Taylor has taken the lead in getting what he wants most, he has temporarily withdrawn from the show.
boom!
After raising his gun and blowing up a modified stitch beast flying in the sky, Hawks stood silently on the spot, while his warriors patrolled the pit in groups of three.
.........
Sargeras, who was responsible for plundering resources on the mainland, also encountered a strong opponent at this time. He was a sword master who was good at using heavy swords from one of the hidden forces of the Mountain Kingdom.
boom! ! !
A 16-meter-long magma epee and a three-meter-long epee were slashed together. The aftermath of the collision between the two caused the surrounding earth to tremble, and the ground thorns formed by the elemental storm caused the ground to tremble. The terrain of the surrounding mountains has been irreversibly changed.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that in this place full of defective products, there would be a genuine master like you!"
Sargeras laughed loudly, his laughter full of appreciation for his opponent and a deep look. Killing intent.
Opposite him is a man wearing earthy yellow armor with a plain but weathered face. He is a strong man from the bottom of the mountain kingdom, a transcendent level, but he has condensed his own magic power to the extreme and filled it with the special ability of flesh and blood. Juggernaut.
The sword master didn't say a word, he just kept moving his heavy sword blessed with the magic power of the earth element, and struck towards Sargeras with one blow after another.
Sargeras always liked direct collisions between real men. He laughed wildly, swaying his power wantonly, and billowing magma condensed under his feet.
Pieces of grass were burned by this terrifying heat, and the land for several miles around began to rise to a terrifying high temperature. The moisture in the soil was instantly evaporated, and the ground began to dry up, especially the land under Sargeras' feet began to condense into pools. Magma spreads around.
The terrifying heat made the Sword Master wet all over, and the sticky feeling made the earth elemental heavy armor on his body feel stagnant, but the Sword Master's eyes were still so calm, as if there was nothing in the world to scare him. .
He was ready to die fighting for his homeland.
"You are a rare talent. When those ignorant defective products were still wielding elemental power at will, you actually integrated the power into your body. Your body is indeed much stronger than those defective products... ..."
When he heard Sargeras' praise, the Juggernaut's eyes finally showed a rare fluctuation. This path was what he was looking for and what he had always been proud of.
Although he was not recognized by countless people, and even if he found this path, even a student might not be able to find it, he still persisted in this path he envisioned, and achieved achievements that no one expected.
"It's really a pity. When the unique environment here blinds people's eyes, who would have thought that there would be enemies from outside the world to invade?"
The sword master said his first words since the battle, his tone full of lamentation. .
"Indeed."
Sargeras nodded, sent out his invitation after sending the swordmaster flying with a backhand punch and smashing through a hill.
"You are considered a talent. Follow my footsteps and fight with my master in the endless planes. Unique geniuses like you are rare in this plane."
Compared to Zandi Sargeras was even more interested in this sword master who had polished the magic power in his body to the peak and made both physical and magic progress. Originally, the situation of the sword master was a common level for many first-level life forms, but compared to this position In terms of appearance, he is already an incredible talent.
"I have my perseverance, and I must defeat you!"
The sword master shattered the mountains with one sword, rose into the air from a pile of rubble, and raised his heavy sword again to strike at Sargeras' head.
Sargeras' eyes became more appreciative.
"Okay, okay, I like tough guys like you!"
Sargeras laughed and rushed forward. No one who was favored by him could escape from his hands.
He had already thought that the silent man in front of him was suitable for his Burning Legion.
(End of chapter)