How to be Godzilla

Chapter 60 The Big Boss' Appearance 【Two in One】

The high priest of the Skur tribe, the golden werewolf, Skur Ian looked at Lu Ming in the forest through the crowd, his calm face seemed to be thinking about something.

Ian is different from those hybrids who were later infected by the evil god Skur and turned into werewolves. He is a descendant of the first generation of Skur werewolves.

It can be said that in terms of blood, Ian is the closest existence to the evil god Skul.

Because of the purity of blood, Ian's talent is far above other clansmen.

In the entire Skool tribe, other positions can be replaced, except for the position of the high priest, which has always been held by the golden werewolf of Ian's line.

The reason why the golden werewolves can have such a detached status is because they have a power that other clansmen cannot grasp.

This kind of power is that the golden werewolf lineage can use itself as a carrier to bring the evil god Skur into the world.

This is the reason why the golden werewolf has a detached status in the Skool tribe.

They are born leaders and are the closest beings of the evil god Skul.

"The High Priest..."

A black-robed priest next to Ian saw him walking out of the camp and kept looking in one direction, ignoring the clansman who was fighting hard not far away, and couldn't help but remind him.

Unexpectedly, Ian didn't pay attention to him at all, his eyes were still staring at the depths of the forest.

No one knows what Ian's reason for doing this is.

Could it be that in the depths of that forest, is there something that the high priest fears?
As soon as this idea came out, the clever priests quickly thought of the reason.

You know, the purpose of their trip was to destroy the patron saint of the Altu tribe, and the destruction of the Altu tribe was just incidental.

But the battle has progressed to the present, and they haven't even seen the shadow of the patron saint of Altu.

Is Artur's Patronus not here?
No, they should have thought a long time ago that the terrifying ball of light before was obviously created by the patron saint of Altu.

To this day, their understanding of the patron saint of Altu is all learned from the people who fled back before.

In the descriptions of those tribesmen, Altu's patron saint was cloaking the sky, with a ferocious appearance, and belonged to the kind of existence that made people feel daunted when they saw it.

Many people even said that Altu's Patronus is simply an invincible existence.

Although some of these words may be exaggerated descriptions, they actually deepened their fear of the patron saint of Altu.

The current battle has entered a fierce stage.

After Walker and Hushwich joined, the canine giants who were originally regarded as one of the trump cards by the Skool tribe did not play their role at all. They were severely beaten by the stronger Walker and Hushwich. suppress.

As for the clansmen, Altu's bloodline fighters with the blessing of bloodlines almost showed an overwhelming advantage.

The ordinary Skool werewolves were no match for them at all.

In their view, the failure of the Skool tribe is only a matter of time.

But if they knew that the transformation of Altu blood warriors had a time limit, maybe they wouldn't be so eager.

After all, they have an army of [-], even if they stand and let [-] blood warriors kill them, it is enough for them to kill until the transformation is over.

But the Skool tribe didn't know this information, which made them feel that they were the one in trouble.

This difference in information caused even High Priest Ian to think that if he didn't make a move, his side would lose.

What Lu Ming wanted was this kind of effect, using the burst of the blood warriors in a short period of time to deal a heavy blow to the Skool army.

Let them use their cards.

As long as he first finds out Skoll's hole cards, he will be able to judge his timing very well.

Obviously, in this battle, Lu Ming has already taken the initiative.

Because the great priest of Skool has been forced out by him...

On the battlefield, Altu Taishan turned into a huge bone tiger about three meters in length, and rushed to kill among the werewolves.

These werewolves who once made him feel invincible have become extremely weak in front of him.

Three months ago, facing the invasion of werewolves, he, the patriarch, had no power to fight back, and could only watch them torture and kill his own clansmen.

But all this changed after Lu Ming appeared.

What Lu Ming brought to the Altu tribe was not only a strong sense of security, but also awakened the blood in the hearts of the Altu tribe.

So when he learned that Lu Ming was going to take the initiative to attack Skool's army, instead of being afraid of war, Taishan was full of yearning for war.

Because he wanted to prove through the war that Altu's fighters would not disappoint the glory of the patron saint.

Holding the spear in his hand, Taishan gave a bunch of gourds to the Skool werewolves in front of him.

Afterwards, with a flick of his hand, the corpses of the Skool werewolves on the spear were thrown aside.

At some point, Tai Shan found that his field of vision had become empty. It turned out that he had charged to the middle of the camp before he knew it.

He wiped the blood off his face, opened his eyes and looked forward, only to see a group of werewolf figures standing in front of him.

It was a group of werewolves wearing robes, and the most eye-catching one was the golden-haired werewolf in white robes.

"You are the high priest of the Skool tribe."

Tai Shan didn't care about other people, but stared straight at the white-robed golden werewolf.

Ian nodded without objecting.

Ian's reaction caused a ferocious smile to appear on Taishan's face.

"If you bring your head to the Patronus, it will be very happy."

Tai Shan shook off the blood on the spear, got off his already scarred centipede mount, and walked towards Ian.

Ian was neither sad nor happy, and didn't have too many mood swings about Tai Shan's provocation.

He was very calm, but the priests around him were not so calm.

"Arrogance, do you think the high priest is the same as those trash outside!"

A black-robed priest couldn't stand Mount Tai's arrogance, so he raised his scepter and attacked Mount Tai.

Accompanied by a burst of distorted energy, a lump of disgusting viscous liquid condensed in the air and flew towards Mount Tai.

Taishan curled his lips in disdain, and the moment the liquid flew over, he disappeared in place, and appeared in front of the priest in the next second.

The priest in black robe did not expect Mount Tai to move so fast, and he had no time to react.

Tai Shan didn't move extra, the spear in his hand hit him directly on the neck.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone shattering, the black-robed priest's head was twisted ninety degrees, and he was slammed on the ground with no breath.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the strength Taishan displayed in a short period of time.

After the shock, there was a boundless roar.

He was knocked on the door and even killed one of his own people face to face. Doesn't this show him some color? Doesn't it prove that their Skool tribe is no match for the Altu tribe!
"Go back."

When several priests wanted to make a move, the high priest Ian who had been silent all this time spoke up.

The priests did not dare to disobey Ian's words, so they had no choice but to restrain their inner anger.

Ian withdrew his gaze from the depths of the forest, and looked at Mount Tai calmly.

Just one glance made Mount Tai cold all over his body, and a wordless dread rushed all the way from the spine to the Tianling Gai.

Dangerous, very dangerous!
In an instant, Tarzan understood the difference between Ian and the others.

Tai Shan held the spear in his hand and looked at Ian in full swing.

Ian didn't care about this, and took off his white robe.

Slowly walked towards Mount Tai.

Obviously just walking, but Taishan felt as if some huge horror was slowly approaching him.

The intense death crisis made Taishan's thinking become cloudy.

Dou Da's sweat fell from his forehead, and he tightly held the weapon in his hand.

Seeing Ian getting closer and closer to him, the death crisis in Taishan's heart became more and more intense. He wanted to fight back, but found that his body seemed to be out of his control at all.

Just watched Ian walk to his side helplessly.

After the transformation, Taishan was a full three meters tall, which was almost the same height as Ian.

In appearance, the two seem to be on par, but in terms of momentum, Taishan is completely unable to compare with Ian.

Da da da……

Ian walked all the way in front of Mount Tai, only to see that Mount Tai seemed to have been petrified, and he didn't take advantage of this to attack Ian, but still maintained that serious attacking posture.

It's just that the constricted pupils and trembling hands showed that Taishan's heart was not at peace at the moment.

Ian finally stopped by Taishan's side, he reached out and patted Taishan's shoulder.

"You're not enough."

Ian's words were simple, but his indifferent tone had a huge impact on Taishan's heart.

Taishan tried hard to move his body, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his body couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as Ian passed by him and walked straight towards the giant tree forest.

When Ian walked out of the center of the camp, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

I saw that the Skool werewolf and Altu blood warriors who were fighting fiercely would stop strangely whenever Ian was about to approach.

It was as if he was intimidated by some invisible momentum.

Some of Altu's bloodline fighters in the distance saw this scene, and their faces were full of fear.

For a moment, the originally fierce battlefield became strangely quiet after Ian appeared.

"Hashwich, the situation is wrong!"

The senses of extraordinary creatures are more sensitive than ordinary creatures. Walker noticed the strangeness in the battlefield and shouted at Hushiwei not far away.

Huswick also noticed this and looked in a certain direction on the battlefield.

Soon, Hushiwei discovered the huge figure walking on the battlefield.

In the eyes of Hushiwei, Ian is not simply walking.

Behind him, there is a vague and distorted figure.

The phantom is very tall, more than double the height of Hushiwei, who is ten meters tall, and more than 20 meters by visual inspection.

It was a phantom in the shape of a golden giant wolf. It followed Ian's footsteps and walked slowly on the battlefield.

The reason why the Skool werewolves and Altu blood warriors on the battlefield stopped strangely was also because they were overwhelmed by the aura of this giant golden wolf.

Limited by their own personalities, they were unable to see the projection of the giant wolf behind Ian.

But the biological instinct allowed them to perceive the dangerous aura on Ian.

In Hushiweiqi's fearful eyes, Ian passed by his side directly.

When passing by, Ian looked up at him, and the projection of the giant wolf opposite him also glanced at Huswick.

Just this one glance made Hushiweiqi's hair stand upside down, as if he turned his head and ran away.

Fortunately, Ian didn't pay attention to it at all. He just glanced at it and continued walking towards the forest.

Ian finally stopped at the intersection of the battlefield between the Altu warrior and the Skur werewolf.

The originally fierce battle stopped in Ian's footsteps, as if the pause button was pressed.

The Altu fighters instinctively put away their weapons and retreated one after another, silently looking at the figure standing in the center of the battlefield.

Standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, Ian didn't seem to care about the huge casualties of the clansmen at all.

He looked at the Altu people in front of him, and said lightly, "I've come out, so it's time for me to meet your rightful lord."

The Altu soldiers met each other, and they all understood who the real master Ian was talking about was.

"Roar!"

As if in response to Ian's words, a loud roar sounded from the depths of the forest.

Boom, boom, boom...

The roar ended, and the ground began to tremble slowly.

Seeing this, all Altu fighters immediately put down their weapons and knelt on the ground on one knee.

They tacitly separated a huge passage, kneeling respectfully on both sides of the passage, like the servants who greeted the emperor, full of humility.

Not long after, a huge figure walked out of the forest and entered everyone's sight.

It was a great existence that was difficult to describe in words. It was more than 20 meters tall, and its body was filled with light blue flames.

Every time the figure walked, a terrifying flame trail would be left under its feet.

The temperature in the air began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally dark night began to slowly become brighter in this azure blue flame.

What's even more astonishing is that the originally clear night sky seemed to be affected by this terrifying existence, and thick dark clouds unexpectedly condensed inexplicably.

The dark cloud followed the terrifying figure and slowly approached the camp.

As if to celebrate the appearance of this terrifying figure, the Altu fighters who were kneeling on the ground stood up in unison.

They raised the spears in their hands and began to tap the ground under their feet tacitly.

Boom, boom, boom...

Although there were only five hundred Altu fighters, their beatings made the ground tremble violently.

The huge percussion sound was like a different kind of war drum, and each beat seemed to hit the hearts of everyone fiercely, giving people an indescribable seriousness.

Finally, the huge figure walked out of the forest and stopped in front of Altu soldiers.

With the moonlight, everyone finally saw the existence in front of them clearly.

This is a huge lizard-like creature with thick and smooth scales all over its body, and a ferocious dorsal fin extending from the top of its head to its thick tail.

Not only that, but the dorsal fin seems to contain some kind of terrifying energy, from which it continuously emits azure light and lightning-like 'cracking' sounds.

With just one glance, everyone in Skool understood that the existence in front of them was definitely not something ordinary people could deal with.

The number of people is meaningless in front of such an existence.

For a moment, all the werewolves of Skool felt some kind of invisible pressure appeared on their bodies.

They were almost out of breath.

Boom!

Suddenly a huge thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the glaring lightning struck behind the terrifying figure, completely illuminating its body.

Not long after, heavy rain fell from the sky.

Thunder, heavy rain, and flames, these scenes, like natural disasters, appear together with the existence in front of you.

It seems that its appearance has made the world feel fear.

This is Artur's patron saint!
This is Godzilla!
Ian, who was originally calm, became serious after seeing Lu Ming's gorgeous appearance.

Although Lu Ming was expressionless, he watched everyone's reactions from the corner of his eye.

Feeling the torrential rain on his face, listening to the roaring thunder and lightning behind him, and the flickering nuclear flames on his body.

Gathering the shocking expressions on everyone's faces, Lu Ming felt proud.

'Dude, this is a gorgeous appearance, right?This is the way my buddy thought about it for a long time! '

Using nuclear energy and magnetic fields to create a thunderstorm is not difficult for Lu Ming now.

What Godzilla could resist the scene of emerging from a thunderstorm?At least Lu Ming couldn't, not only didn't refuse, but also enjoyed it.

With the terrifying thunderstorm and the invincible momentum, Lu Ming scanned the crowd.

'Pretendance is a bad habit, but I can't seem to quit. '

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