[Pheromone Domination] comes into contact with Juvenile Kikimore Queen in the beehive, and its tentacles begin to tremble at high frequency.
The wizard raised the staff in his hand and chanted loudly, intending to close the rock barrier in front of him and completely crush the witcher.
At the same time, the ground began to tremble and became more violent.
"Harold!?"
The gray-robed wizard felt the vibration on the ground, and his tone was confused.
Harold is the name of the earth magician holding a staff at his side.
Harold frowned, interrupted his magic, and explained, "This is not caused by my magic."
After the words fell, dense voices began to sound.
"Shashasha----"
The sound of countless jointed limbs scraping against the ground surged out from the mountains and forests in all directions like a tsunami, which was terrifying.
The green-robed wizard was suspended in mid-air, his line of sight was wider, and he could see the surrounding scene clearly for the first time.
The black army of Kikimore spread all over the mountains and plains, waving their tail pins and opening and closing their mouthparts. Wherever they went, trees were cut down and birds and animals scattered.
"It's the Kikimore army!"
The gray-robed wizard said in shock, "Kikimore? Shouldn't these beasts be in the wormhole? Are they sent by the bishop?"
Reading this, Harold's eyes showed a look of pride.
With the Bishop's Kikimore army, this demon hunter is doomed.
Arwen Hearing this movement, he took this opportunity and quickly climbed up the rock barrier.
The layers of stone walls in front of him reminded him of his "The Comb" training at Kyle·Mohan.
The cat's eye swept across, and [Dual Souls] immediately calculated the correct path of travel.
The green-robed wizard noticed him and sneered.
"You're crazy for daring to attack us. Get rid of this Monstrum."
The gray-robed wizard chanted a spell softly, and blue wind blades flew out from his sleeves.
Arwen cast Quen Sign, his body kept dodging, and stepping on the stone pillar felt like flat ground.
With a spinning movement, a green ball shot out like a cannonball and flew in front of the three people in an instant.
I pinched Igni Sign with my left hand.
The ball exploded, and the shell made of Kikimore carapace exploded. Under the firelight, green mist suddenly exploded.
"No, it's poisonous fog!"
The green-robed wizard shouted, holding his breath while casting shield magic.
The mist licked the shield, making a hissing sound.
The gray-robed wizard waved his hand at the same time, blowing away the mist with strong winds.
But then, the next enhanced venom bomb had already arrived.
Green mist exploded again, blocking their sight.
At the same time, the soil under the gray-robed wizard's feet suddenly broke open.
A gray claw came out of it, shining with cold light, and gripped his right leg, pulling his body down hard.
"Ah!"
The gray-robed wizard screamed, his flying magic was interrupted, and the green-robed wizard fell from the sky to the ground.
The mountain-like monster completely emerged from the earth.
"It's Kikimore Warrior!"
Harold At the moment of horror, he immediately curled up and slapped the ground with his palms.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the rocks beneath him immediately stood up and wrapped around him.
The surface of the rock shines with metallic luster, and magic gives it a certain substance, making it harder.
The green-robed wizard secretly cursed trash, faced Kikimore Warrior, and spit out venom rays from his mouth.
Kikimore Warrior's carapace is very hard, but it is still not enough to see under the compressed venom rays.
"Hum!"
The claws of the turtle were directly broken by the ray, leaving a wound as white as crab meat.
Kikimore Warrior was in pain and quickly retreated. The poison of the enhanced venom bomb was scattered on its body, without any effect.
After all, the main raw material of this bomb is their venom.
The gray-robed wizard broke free of the giant pincers, staggered back, and fell to one knee on the ground with a plop.
Painful gasps came from his mouth, and his body kept shaking.
There was a bloody hole above his bloody calf.
The blood flowing out has begun to coagulate, and the toxicity is evident.
That bloody hole was made by Kikimore Warrior using his tail needle while he was clamped.
"Alaric," the green-robed wizard quickly stepped forward and helped the gray-robed wizard up, "Can you still move?"
The gray-robed wizard was breathing heavily, feeling confused and confused.
Why did Kikimore Warrior sneak attack him? Why, why?
Suddenly, his pupils condensed, and he burst out with all his strength, pushing the green-robed wizard away with one hand.
The latter was astonished when a cold wind pierced his neck, and the chill rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
The black sword light cut off his head.
Hydra The mask fell, revealing the appearance of a middle-aged man.
His face was ferocious and he would die with his eyes open.
Arwen quickly put the body of the green-robed wizard into the space ring. With his right foot as the center of the circle, he spun his body, lifted up from the ground, and slammed the silver-nailed glove against the rock barrier beside him.
[Giant Bloodline] erupted, like an avalanche of billions of hectares, with the force of an avalanche. The fist sank into the rock barrier, cracked like a spider web, and exploded into pieces.
At the same moment, the Kikimore army had also surrounded them.
Taking advantage of the gap in the rock barrier, a smaller Kikimore Worker got into it.
"Go away! You dirty Monstrum!"
In the fortress, Harold waved his staff, continuously used ground thorns, and strung the Kikimore into candied haws. Green blood poured on the ground, emitting pungent white smoke.
But the death of one Kikimore completely angered the other Kikimore, who rushed towards the gap crazily.
Even the fortress that was comparable to granite creaked under the attack of this sea of insects.
The broken-arm Kikimore Warrior risked his life and crashed into the fortress, using the remaining pliers to lock Harold's waist0
"Ah!!!"
Harold screamed, and the sound of bones shattering echoed. The red liquid dyed his wizard robe red, his waist was cut off, and his intestines flowed all over the floor.
As for the gray-robed wizard, he took advantage of the moment he pushed his companion away and used all his magic to cast magic. The blue clouds made him float high in the sky, avoiding the attacks of the swarm of insects.
He shook his body and kept leaning towards the bishop's position.
"My Lord Bishop! Save me! Save me!"
The gray-robed wizard raised his head and called out for help to the black-robed bishop suspended high above.
However, the other party just stepped quietly in the void without even the intention of moving a finger.
Arwen put the giant sword upright on the ground, and Atamont Ring's silver light flashed in his hand.
A dark green folding bow. With a flick of his left arm, the elf long bow was completely opened.
The right hand took out the arrow from the space ring. The bow was like a full moon, and the runes engraved on the bow arms were lit one by one, giving an increase in speed.
He locked eyes and took a slow breath.
Just release your finger and the white talent [Bullseye at a Hundred Paces] is triggered.
The accurate hit rate within a hundred steps, whether static or dynamic, increases by 50%, coupled with the terrifying vision of the cat's eye.
It can be said that the hit rate is 100%.
"Whoosh!"
When the arrow is shot, the naked eye cannot completely capture its complete trajectory, leaving a green streak in the air.
The gray-robed wizard in mid-air felt a chill on the back of his head, and his vision turned blood red.
The arrow shot through the back of his head as if it were piercing a thin layer of paper. The spinning force strangled his brain, and his whole head exploded like a watermelon.
Turbid blood scattered on the ground like rain.
The headless corpse lost its magic power and fell straight into the sky, falling into the swarm of insects.
Kikimore immediately pounced on it, biting and biting with its mouthparts. In just a few breaths, it completely devoured the body of the gray-robed wizard, leaving not even a single bone.
Arwen retracted his bow and arrow, grasped the hilt of the giant sword tightly, and raised his head to look at the figure standing in the air.
The black-robed bishop actually watched his superiors die in his hands one by one, without even the slightest desire to intervene.
"Pa----pa----pa----"
Crisp applause came from high in the sky. He did not speak, and the sound went straight into Arwen's mind.
"It's really wonderful."
His body slowly fell down, and he was still twenty meters in the air, looking down at him from above.
Under the pitch-black Hydra mask, a hint of interest finally emerged in those emotionless pupils.
"To be able to control these Kikimore in such a short period of time, you must have a method to thoroughly master Kikimore Queen."
"It's surprising that even I can't do anything about this."
"And those bombs of yours, tsk tsk----"
"A witcher, magic, alchemy, swordsmanship, oh, and that archery you just performed."
"So many talents actually appear in a demon hunter who is less than eighteen years old."
"Baron Arwen, I have to admit that you are a once-in-a-lifetime genius."
Arwen said in a deep voice, "Do you know me?"
"Of course," the black-robed wizard opened his arms, his broad sleeves rustling in the strong wind.
"Of course I know you. You are the savior of Ad Carle, the baron who was conferred with the title of bravery by Miodrag, and a demon hunter that people are optimistic about. In order to wash away the grievances of the past, you have worked hard and dare not stop."
"But I don't understand why you would do this?"
"You should understand, Arwen, even though you are now a baron and have obtained an enviable title."
"But what does it matter among those who are stupid?"
"Will they look down on you? No, no."
"Behind your back, they will still call you Monstrum, mutant, and damn inhuman!"
"What's the point of being loyal to them?"
"Look at this world. Robbers are everywhere. Those nobles at the top are sucking the blood of the entire world."
"Especially those kings, how can they be supported by all the people!"
His tone was deep, revealing suppressed anger.
"Do you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to put restrictions on these kings and establish a constitutional monarchy, do you understand?"
"Then eliminate them bit by bit and promote democracy, so that the world can move towards a better future!"
"Join us, Arwen, and you will witness it all."
"You have seen the suffering in the world and bear the malice of the world. You also have the power to subvert the world. Please cooperate with me."
Arwen lowered his eyes slightly, and the other party's voice was full of magic, which could indeed arouse the anger in many people's hearts.
He also often thought that becoming a baron and a lackey of worldly powerful people, apart from making Kyle Mohan legal and rational, what other benefits would there be?
Are those royal powers, those nobles, and those unruly people really worth saving?
Until he took over Holt's silver sword, Thor Ivy.
That beautiful silver sword was engraved with the Servant Rune and the School of the Wolf Demon Hunter's wise words.
Dubhenn haern am glandeal, morc"hamfheanaiesin.
The light of my sword will pierce the darkness, and my sharp edge will dispel the haze.
He immediately raised his head and sneered, "Your Excellency's words, the monarch owes the constitution and democracy, it is indeed shocking."
"But Your Excellency," he clenched the hilt of the sword with his palms, his voice gradually changed, "You can even refuse to save the people under your command. How can you expect me to believe what you say?"
He slowly raised his right hand, pointing the sword edge at the black-robed bishop in the air.
"Also, your so-called monarch lacks a constitution is just creating another tyrant, and that tyrant is you."
"This whole village is within your magic circle, right? Even now, their minds are under your control, and they are willing to pray to you?"
"Is this what you call democracy? How ridiculous!"
The sparkle in Bishop Black Sign's eyes suddenly dissipated, and he returned to indifference, with a sneer on his lips.
"Stupid, really stupid. For big things, you need some small sacrifices."
"These nobles, they died on the way to fulfill their destiny. What is there to regret about this glorious scene?"
"As for the people in these villages, so what?"
He turned slightly to the side, raised his right hand, and made a slight fist.
"In my village, they can live a dream-like life without having to endure famine, cold and heavy taxes. It is better than living in this cruel world."
"He Cheng, how do you know that they are unwilling?"
"And I grant them liberation. In exchange, they pray for me, sacrifice their lives for me, become the material for me to ascend to the altar, and become my blood food. Isn't it natural?"
The man in front of me, Qi, spoke loudly, but what he was doing was eating steamed buns made of human blood.
What's the difference between following those selfish kings?
Arwen exhaled a breath of turbid air, and [Pheromone Domination] was triggered. Juvenile Kikimore Queen in the beehive received the pheromone and immediately issued a command.
The Kikimore army, which was ready to go, received the signal and sprayed green corrosive venom all over the sky towards the bishop in the sky.
Faced with the venom attack, Bishop Black Sign only let out a contemptuous sneer.
He did not chant a spell, but a magic shield appeared in front of him.
The venom collided with it and made a squeaking sound.
Arwen squints his eyes, is it Signs?
No.
Under the perception of mental power, the magic power condensed in the shield was much stronger than the Quen shield he used.
To perform magic without chanting is simply unbelievable in this world.
No wonder, the editors also used the word "terrible" to describe these bishops.
Bishop Black Sign lowered his head with regret in his tone.
"It's a pity that it's rare to find a partner that I really want to invite, but I am so happy."
"You'll regret it, witcher.
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