Fantasy Family Simulator

"Not good, these three phantom venomous snakes are going to squeeze their vitality and burst out toxins that destroy life!"

The king of Milan recognized the plan of the phantom poisonous snake man, his complexion changed drastically, and he yelled frantically: "Spread away, such a strong and qualitatively changing toxin, once it touches, it will either kill or hurt. We only have two wind sanctuaries, it is difficult to face Resist!"

The rest of the Sanctuary observed the movements of the three Illusory Venomous Snakemen, and their complexions changed drastically. They also felt troubled and turned into streamers of light and fled in all directions.

Under the poisonous mist, the whole world became smoky.

The Ice Queen smelled the slightest unpleasant smell, frowned, and quickly condensed an arrow of light element, attached to the purification mystery, and swished a few arrows towards the area where the smoke spread.

The arrow sank into the poisonous mist, like a stone sinking into the ocean, and was quickly corroded completely.Even purifying Xuan'ao has no effect on these so-called poisonous gases.

"Oops, Rhett didn't seem to have time to escape from the poisonous gas just now!"

Thinking of this, Hypast looked a little anxious, but he stared at the poisonous mist in front of him, but he was extremely apprehensive. He took out a few bottles of the antidote that he researched exclusively from the space ring, but he still hesitated and didn't dare to go forward.

King Milan's complexion was also a little cloudy, and he even felt a little regretful. Was the retreat just now a little too eager?

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the poisonous fog.

The nerve poison fog of the Phantom Venomous Snakeman is not ordinary smoke and dust, whether it is the spread of mental power or battle energy, it will be quickly corroded.

No one knows what happened inside.

But an unrivaled force of disintegration spread, even the poisonous mist was obliterated under the influence of the disintegration mystery.

The nearby wind sanctuary was not idle either, calling for a gust of wind quickly.

Under the attack from inside and outside, the poisonous mist began to disappear quickly, gradually thinning, revealing the real situation inside.

Of the three phantom poisonous snakemen who released the poison just now, only one is struggling to support, and the other two are all gone!

Undoubtedly, he died under the disintegration of the mystery, and his spirit and form were all destroyed.

Seeing this situation, the sanctuary on the human side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time stared at Leiter's back with unimaginable eyes. The powerful combat power displayed once again refreshed their cognition.

Even everyone was asking themselves, if they fell into the situation just now, would they really be able to stay intact and kill the three sanctuary phantom poisonous snakes?
The answer is absolutely no!
Replacing the situation just now, at the cost of vitality, the Phantom Venomous Snake released a poisonous mist that threatened the sanctuary fatally. Everyone was not sure how to fight against the three Phantom Venomous Snakes alone.

The best they can do is escape in time...

Leiter's chest heaved and he was panting slightly. The mental power consumption just now was too great, and in the poisonous fog, he actually used three simulations before he found the best path to kill the three phantom poisonous snakemen.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was high, his throat was agitated, and he issued an inspiring charge:
"Allies in the Sanctuary, you see, the orcs have shown signs of decline, they are not our opponents at all!"

"Come on! Cut off their heads!"

At this stage of the battle, everyone's fighting spirit can be said to have reached a peak, and without the insidious and difficult phantom poisonous snake man, everyone has no consideration in their hearts, and no longer worries about being affected by a large-scale toxin.

Under Leiter's inspiring leadership, everyone's hearts were surging, their blood was boiling, and they rushed forward boldly. They all pushed forward in groups and headed for the most densely populated area of ​​orcs!
"Roar!"

The Beastman King let out a roar, seeing that Leiter was a little weak at this time, waved his big hand, and also not to be outdone, raised the charge horn again: "Humans are only at the end of their strength, so rush forward and give the final blow!"

"Roar!"

"Ow!"

"Wow!"

The orcs raised their heads to the sky and screamed, gearing up, not to be outdone, followed the footsteps of the Beast King, aroused the strongest state, and vowed to give human beings a hard blow!

No one dared to back down.

No one tried to escape.

This is a battle of life and death, a race of races.

Meet on a narrow road, the winner takes all, and the loser perishes.

The battle fluctuations in the air are like thunderstorms, echoing throughout the world, like countless fireworks detonating, spreading dazzling brilliance.

The whole world was rotated by colorful lights, reflecting on the faces of every soldier and orc who devoted themselves to the battle.

In the crowded battlefield below, Tucker was deep in the chaotic army. Hearing the loud noise in the air, after cutting down a tauren, he raised his head and prayed silently.

The Sanctuary War was protracted.

Until six days later, the intensity of the battle was greatly reduced, and the number of people participating in the battle also dropped significantly.

The easiest thing to see was that all the orc sanctuaries except the orc king were given priority to be wiped out.

The only remaining Chief of the Violent Bear was fighting alone, fighting against dozens of sanctuaries alone, and he persisted for two days and two nights...

Today, the snow-white hair of the Beast King has long been dyed a wet scarlet color, and even his limbs and legs, as well as his chest and back, are also pitted, as if a lot of flesh and blood have been lost out of thin air.

Leiter looked up into the air, staring at the orc king who was heavily wounded but still full of fighting spirit and glaring at him, feeling extremely shocked.

He still underestimated the fighting power of the Orc King, even though the orcs were defeated in this war described in the previous text simulation.

However, the whole process is not described in detail.

In fact, without being there, one would not be able to realize how amazing the Beast King's unparalleled combat power is.

In addition to his deafening roaring talent, his physical strength and defensive power have also reached a level that is unparalleled in the world.

During these six days and six nights, even dealing with the blood god lord was invincible and disintegrated Mystery. Even though the Beast King was hit many times, it was still difficult when he was wiped out. The lump of flesh and blood was immediately scattered.

"Roar!"

Another growl sounded.

The surrounding sanctuaries were spread out in a tacit way. After fighting the orcs for so many years, the advantages and disadvantages of all kinds of orcs are almost deeply engraved in the minds of every human sanctuary.

For the Grizzly Bear, when he roars, his whole body's strength is concentrated in one point. Although the power is infinite, it is difficult to maintain flexibility, so everyone knows how to avoid the roar of the roar to the maximum extent.

What's more, the violent bear man in front of him is already in a critical situation, and his vitality has already been exhausted to an extreme.

Failure is only a matter of time.

They were just flying a kite at this time, there was no need to fight a trapped beast to the death, for fear that the opponent would come back to life at the moment of death, and pull another back before leaving.

Leiter's mental power has also been consumed by half at this time, but it is much better than that of the Beastman King. With the talent of fast healing, Leiter's injuries have already healed a lot.

"Beastman King, surrender to me, I have the ability to keep you alive!"

Leiter stared at the panting orc king, his majestic voice echoed in the sky, and once again a sea of ​​earthy yellow clouds was brewing, in which spikes quickly condensed.

Seeing this, the other sanctuaries retreated tactfully.They knew very well that if the spell continued, the Beast King would definitely die!
"Hahahaha!"

The orc king laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the laughter ravaged the villa like a flood, and the blood-colored hair that was stuck together was shaking with drops of blood.

It stared at Leiter firmly, with a tyrannical aura like a beast that would choose someone to devour.

"Orcs are never slaves!"

After roaring angrily, the Beastman King was at the end of his rope, made up his mind, and spit out a bronze horn with mottled fine lines from his mouth. After his chest heaved, his passionate roaring talent was pushed to the extreme, and he blew the horn with all his strength. .

"Beep~~~~~~"

A very penetrating horn sounded through the sky.

Everyone froze in place in unison. The sound of the horn seemed to have an infinite magic power, which could make people lose all fighting spirit and give up the desire to fight.

At least it is quite effective against large armies. The confrontation between orcs and humans stopped in an instant. In the last second, fists and feet were facing each other, and the two armies facing each other looked at each other.

The sanctuary above the sky also frowned, and seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with the sound of the horn, but they couldn't tell what was so weird about it.

This sound of the horn is continuous and long-distance, as if penetrating time and space, and even penetrating people's hearts, to the far end.

"Kill it!"

The Ice Queen looked cautious, as if recalling some bad memories, she suddenly shouted.

She herself was the first to strike, bending the bow and strumming the bow in one go, and fired three radiant arrows in succession, shooting at the back of the Beastman King.

Rhett pretended to be cautious and frowned, but in fact he had some expectation in his heart.

Is it finally coming... Legend has it that the world of beast gods is no less than the underworld, and even more powerful...

The orc king held the horn, and kept blowing the horn without any wavering. The sound of the horn continued to sound, as if he didn't care about the upcoming dangers around him.

Facing the arrows behind him, the Beast King didn't dodge or dodge, just standing in the air.

Everyone's eyes also focused on one point, that is, the Beastman King, and his complexion also faintly looked forward to.

Some people even began to imagine the peaceful life of the whole world after the orcs became extinct...

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

There was a tremor in the originally calm space, and everyone's complexion changed drastically. They stared at the place where the space fluctuated most violently, as if something was violently impacting.

Before they could find out the reason, everyone heard a 'dong'.

It was as if someone smashed a hole in the wall with a sledgehammer. In the next moment, a mass of milky white light quickly drilled out of the hole, and the hole was also repaired in the blink of an eye.

While everyone was stunned, the milky white light changed rapidly, condensing into a dove covered in white feathers.

The pigeon has red eyes and a yellow beak, about the size of a palm, small and delicate.

There is a little bit of brilliance spreading all over the body all the time, pure white and soft, people can't bear the slightest aggression and blasphemy, and just want to live in harmony with her and communicate with her friendly.

"Huh? What's going on! This feeling... so weird!"

King Milan struggled and slapped his head hard. He should be vigilant in the face of strange creatures.

But a strange emotion seemed to penetrate into his mind along the pores of his body, and he couldn't bear any intention of harming him at all.

"Damn, it seems to be a curse in the novel, my thinking seems to be out of control..."

"me too……"

"what is the problem!"

The other sanctuaries also noticed the abnormality that happened to them. While looking at the white feather dove in a friendly manner, they instinctively moved closer to each other and communicated in whispers.

At this moment, Leiter also felt a chill. Feeling his state at this time, he suddenly realized why the peace talks with the other party in the simulation were so smooth.

It turns out that the other party can influence a person's mind unconsciously!
Looking at the phantom of the white dove lying in mid-air, Leiter muttered silently, "Dove of peace? It can affect emotions, what a weird ability..."

The phantom of the white pigeon was watched by many people, without any abnormality, and his expression was still as warm as a spring. Looking around, his eyes finally converged on the scarred and bloody chief of the bear man.

Sensing that the other party's life was dying, Bai Ge sighed twice, "The offspring of the Brutal Blood Beast God, I didn't expect it to be so miserable, and now you are the only one with a trace of the blood of the Ice Bear Beast God."

A trace of excitement appeared on the expression of the Beastman King. Hearing that the other party recognized him, it meant that he was one of his own.It shook its shoulders, and said with a bit of sadness: "Could it be that you are the savior sent by the blood beast god? The horn in my hand is inherited from my ancestors. It is said that if there is a crisis of genocide in the future, if I blow it, I may get help……"

"It turns out that everything is true. We are the descendants of the brutal blood beast god, and we have not been abandoned!" The beast king cried out sobbing, the flames of war in his heart were rekindled, and continued: "We beastmen still have an army of 20, and These people around are all the strongest in this world, as long as we kill them all, we can completely dominate!"

Hearing roars in orc language, the faces of the surrounding sanctuaries changed slightly. These words did not use secret codes, so they could understand the general meaning.

But when they cast their vigilant eyes on the white dove, their expressions struggled for a moment, and after a while, their expressions were friendly again...

The Ice Queen gritted her teeth and tried to raise the longbow, but at the moment of strumming, she couldn't lift her hand no matter what.

If you can't raise the desire to attack the target, how can you launch a decisive blow?

Such contradictory psychology exists in every Sanctuary—except for Leiter, who has already learned through simulation that this mutation is not only not dangerous, but also an opportunity.

He was just about to say hello when he heard the white dove shaking its snow-white neck and speaking in a neutral voice:
"Poor child, the Brutal Blood Beast God has given up attacking this world, you don't have to have extravagant hopes..."

Hearing these words, the expressions of the rest of the sanctuary were suddenly surprised, as if thinking of some history from ten thousand years ago.

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