The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 197 Petitioners

"Kara!"

The strange-shaped giant blade with floating dark light sank deeply into the force field wall. The protruding ink-colored blades on both sides of it vibrated and spun like a chain saw, tearing at the surrounding spiritual light that flickered on and off, and the defense spells. The structure seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

"What the hell is this thing?" The little blond witch's expression was serious, and she raised her hand to blast it with a fireball.

Zhu Mingyao quickly stretched out his hand to stop him. At such a close distance, even if several people had the means to protect themselves and were not afraid of being splashed, they still had to take a bite of the stinking hot air.

——Don’t forget, there is a poisonous insect assortment burning with white smoke outside!
  He shook his peach stick and struck hard on the "sword spine" of the giant black blade, while chanting urgently:

"Tai Shang Laojun. He is everywhere in the world. There is no response to the Tao. Within the three realms. Within the Liuhe. Those who follow it will be lucky; those who go against it will be unlucky..."

With his current level of cultivation, he can cast the Laojun Divine Curse, which is good at subduing all alien magic powers, and the effect is not much different from the advanced dispersion spell in DND.

With a rush of pure air transformed by the power of the spell, the ferocious weapon composed of witchcraft suddenly shattered into pieces and became invisible.

Throwing out a cinnabar evil-binding rope and falling on the head of the nearest shaman, Zhu Mingyao used his long-awaited cultural relic identification skills:
  "This shape should be a variant of the macuawait, a unique weapon of the ancient Aztecs. They used hardwood boards as swords, with grooves on the edges on both sides, and then used turtle dung as glue to inlay the polished obsidian pieces. Inside, even though they were defeated by the colonists' iron cans, the lethality was still exaggerated for the light armored units..."

Before he could finish his desire to be a teacher, he heard Zoe point her little hand and whisper in confusion:

"Their physiques seem a bit weird, they are not living creatures!"

Following her instructions, a few natives emerged from the holes in the spider web as if nothing had happened, letting the sharp weapons stuck to them scratch their wounds.

The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of the wound, only a thick darkness!

Zhu Mingyao raised his eyebrows, and the lightning from his five fingers flashed, striking the head of the shaman who was captured by the evil-binding rope, breaking up his witchcraft shield, and a trace of true energy rushed out, laying down the restriction and carefully inside his body. Explore.

"Alas... there's no need to hold back any prisoners. I can't get any information from you. I know who they are!"

A flick on the rope buckle of the cinnabar rope activated the talisman, which shocked the old shaman until his muscles and bones were broken into pieces. Zhu Mingyao looked at the enemy who was still attacking with no fear of death. He let out a sigh, and the sword pill turned into a Bai Hong flew and started a fierce killing.

Now that they are cooperating again, even if they don't understand what's going on, the girls still choose to trust their comrades, and immediately attack with all their strength, fireballs and lightning fly together, and all kinds of witchcraft are blasted. In a moment, there is no one left standing on the field. biology.

The peach stick lightly pounded the corpse of the fallen native, and dots of dark light dust floated out from it. Most of them merged into the air immediately, and only the brightest few particles rose up and floated quickly into the distance.

Looking at the corpses of the natives on the battlefield that were quickly shriveled and weathered as the light and dust drifted out, Madison curled his lips and asked in confusion:

"Almost immune to curses and poisons, and highly resistant to elemental spells. What are the origins of these people?"

Zhu Mingyao squinted his eyes and looked at the large stone building that was vaguely visible more than ten miles away. That was the destination of many light spots.

"If my guess is correct, they are not human beings..."

After turning on the system and taking a look at the feedback information after killing the enemy, he let out a sigh and said with emotion:

"It's the residents of the God's Domain whose names we have heard about in mystical books for a long time, but no one has ever seen with their own eyes in recent hundreds of years.

——Petitioner! "

……

…    “Hoo!”

The obsidian battle ax, as big as a wheel, was raised high and crashed down with a heart-rending roar!

Before the sharp blade arrived, the strong wind blew the branches and leaves of the left and right vegetation rustling down.

Although the appearance is primitive and rough, the weight placed here, coupled with the user's wild and strange power, is enough to turn any normal human into a puddle of flesh upon contact.

Unfortunately, the opponents it encountered today clearly exceeded the expression range of the word "normal" no matter how you look at it.

An eyebrow-level stick shining with light yellow metallic luster was lifted up, and it was gently poked out, and it was pointed at the center of the most powerful edge of the stone giant axe, without even bothering to avoid it.

One is as thick as a tire, and the other is only as thick as a duck egg. At first glance, there seems to be a huge disparity in strength between the weak and the weak. However, in the exchange of axes and sticks, the seemingly weaker side wins in the end.

"Bang!" The blood-stained broad stone ax shattered into pieces. The remaining ax handle, together with half of the muscular forearm, turned backwards and hit the owner's chest heavily, causing a series of crisp fractures. Voices.

Use strength to overcome strength, use strength to defeat strength!
  With a casual blow, he knocked the three-meter-tall indigenous giant in front of him into a rolling gourd. His long five fingers, which were as warm and delicate as ivory, flicked out, and the seven-foot long stick spun around in the palm of his hand, as if there were eyes behind his back. Then he smashed two spears as thick as wrists into four pieces.

When the spearhead made of the bones of an unknown creature was inserted into the soil, a trace of black smoke rose up, and the surrounding plants immediately withered and turned yellow, obviously containing a powerful and vicious curse.

Seeing this, the stick holder frowned and paused, and a shock wave came out. The two spearheads seemed to come to life, rolling and jumping out of the ground, and inserted into the hearts of the two indigenous people wearing wrinkled human skin. The force was so clever that Incredible skills.

"Huhu...are they the last two?"

A piece of silver-plated shotgun splashed out, inflicting a wound on the still twitching enemy. Dean Winchester held up the double-shot spray gun enhanced by alchemy and panted out from behind a big tree. The corpses of indigenous weirdos were lying everywhere under his feet.

Looking at the Asian young man in front of him with thick eyebrows and long eyes, Dean rubbed his forehead and complained.

"These guys can't communicate at all, otherwise why would we kill people?"

"Haha, wait a minute, there's still one last thing to go..."

The Asian young man smiled gently, spitting out and shaking his true energy. Dozens of large and small stick flowers bloomed in the sky, just in time to meet a figure that suddenly broke through the body of the indigenous giant!
  The afterimage shook, and in the blink of an eye, it was struck countless times. By the time Dean saw it clearly, the old shaman hiding in the clan's body had turned into a soft fleshy sack.

"MR Qi, no matter how many times I watch it, your 'kung fu' always amazes me. You can still maintain such a strong combat effectiveness in this strange place that can suppress power."

Dean resisted the spear, took off the water bottle from his waist and took a sip, raised his thumb and praised it sincerely.

Just as Qi Yue was about to say a few words of humility, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he saw corpses all over the place shriveling and rotting, with yellow-green light spots like corn seeds floating on them, flying in the same direction.

"What are those? Souls?" Dean hurriedly put down the kettle, raised the muzzle of the gun and was about to pull the trigger.

Qi Yue reached out and held down the gun body, signaling him to look forward.

In the distance, on the side of a hillside that goes straight into the sea, a large area of ​​ancient rock buildings can be seen.

"That's where these people come from, it's also where the light points return, and it's also where the leyline energy that we plan to put in the space locator condenses. There must be something weird in it, let's go and see it first!"

(End of this chapter)