dkrc Chapter 317 Boneless Scaled Cow (6)\\r
Chapter 317 Boneless Scaled Cow (6)\\r
"Please eliminate the alien race as soon as possible."9
Ye Mo glanced at it, and Batida's dignified words of lips and teeth came to mind.
"Fill your will with blood."
Bhatida knelt on the ground with her right hand on her left chest.
In the ensuing battle, the leaders and elite warriors that the bloodless blood depended on for survival were reduced to ashes.
Thousands of bloodless warriors of the sulfur miners faced the flames and soon lost more than half their casualties to a triple barrage of crossbow bolts and boulders.
Team morale also saw the scene very chaotic after the devastating death battle.
The carnage and bloodshed lasted for three full hours. Facing the almost exhausted and bloodless thiamine fighters, Batida and Spit led the tribe to attack from both sides.
The body is relatively good, and the bloodline is also relatively strong. The Longyan lizardman who has just been promoted to the third level can be said to be very powerful in combat.
The pale golden scales heat up with the boiling of blood, giving the Dragon Flame Lizard Warrior many advantages in melee combat.
"Unfortunately, this is the first time that the Lizard Tribe has a bloodline advantage`."
I looked down at the corpses below the Blood Red Valley Road and held up Ye Mo. His gaze turned to the direction of the Goblin Ancient City.
With the destruction of tens of thousands of bloodless warriors in Limaine, the entire goblin race was left with low blood gnolls, blood-depleted blacksmiths, and King Arthur eroded by the abyss.
"Oh, maybe it's a living disabled old man."
There was a vague smile on Ye Mo's face, as if he was thinking about something.
During the incubation period, Smith significantly changed his behavioral patterns. For no reason, he didn't believe it at all.
"However, thanks to your ingenuity, my plan was successfully carried out.
There was a trace of coldness in Ye Mo's smiling eyes.
The refugees currently have less than 10,000 bloodless soldiers, and the remaining goblin troops are still there.
Even if the Bull Demon King regains his physical body, Ye Mo's divine power will really be consumed without the protection of the power of faith.
When the last Sulmin bloodless warrior was beheaded by Batida, tens of thousands of corpses were piled up on the road in the valley, and the flowing blood seeped into the soil, staining the originally yellow land with dazzling scarlet.
"Collect all the weapons and armor of the alien race and bring them back to the fortress.
"Let all soldiers recharge their batteries and prepare for tomorrow's decisive battle!"
A body of flesh and blood, wiping the blood on the blade with a leaf, tiredness hidden under the bloodthirsty eyes.
In this battle, he killed more than 500 enemies, but the long knife in his hand was already curled up. I don't know how many.
However, such a fierce battle allowed all the dragon-flame lizard warriors, including Batida, to calm down some useless strength.
Few temple warriors have touched the shackles of individual elite transformation.
*Dawn...'35
"Dawn...paddle"
On the earth, where the morning sun shines, the dull long bell at the top of the Tower of the Undead echoes throughout the ancient goblin city.
The bell rang, and the goblins who were about to set off, dressed in black grand robes with snake (good king and good) eyes, raised their arms high, dragged the sacrificed tribute, and left the room excitedly.
On the street leading to the Tower of the Undead, there was a dense crowd, and everyone looked up respectfully at the Tower of the Undead in the distance.
The bright sun shines on the jewel on the top of the Tower of the Undead, reflecting its light.
In a high tower, King Arthur was dressed in gorgeous sacrificial robes, held a sacrificial scepter, and wore a crown of undead. Accompanied by more than a dozen priests, he walked to the high ground outside the temple.