Natural Disaster

Chapter 479

When Zhang Mu activated the teleportation scroll, the space energy enveloped all sides, and the world turned into a still painting, and suddenly it became severely distorted. This process was very fast. When Zhang Mu reacted, the sound, scene, temperature, environment, and everything changed drastically, as if he had walked into another world.

This is a grassland, the sky is gray and it is drizzling.

A golden lion weighing more than ten tons was sitting in front of him, a pair of eyes with big heads, and Zhang Mu’s eyes were wide and small.

“Damn it!”

Zhang Mu raised his sword.

“Roar!”

The golden lion roared first, and a sound wave was visible to the naked eye. It plowed the ground into a deep trench like a drill, and finally landed on Zhang Mu. First, it suffered a huge impact, and then his brain was dizzy.

This golden lion’s lion roar skill is actually similar to the “dragon roar” on the dragon’s armor.

The golden lion swooped, taking advantage of the short-term dizziness, lifted its giant palm, and slammed its chest. Long Ming’s armor dented a small piece, Zhang Mu suffered more than a thousand points of damage, and was directly thrown high up, just like playing golf, throwing hundreds of meters away and knocking down a big tree.

The body of the man in the cloak fell to the side.

“It’s the king beast!”

Zhang Mu wiped the blood off the corners of his mouth, and the two golden lions leaped forward, shooting a few golden thunder lights from their eyes. Zhang Mu jumped away with a wolf jump, and the lightning knocked the ground into a big pit measuring more than twenty feet, and the whole tree was crushed to ashes.

The golden lion is huge in size and has a very agile movement.

Zhang Mu swung the Demon Slayer horizontally.

There was a buzzing, and the blue enchantment was released, blocking the lightning attack. At the same time, the electric snake surrounded the blade, gathering a powerful force, waved a sword, the lightning hit the golden lion, causing thousands of damage, the golden lion slapped the ground, Zhang Mu felt his feet split, a violent force When he rushed out, he was caught off guard and was bombarded directly, and fell heavily to the ground.

“Oh-roar!”

The golden lion turned into golden light and rushed forward, lifting the forefoot with a heavy blow. Zhang Mu hurriedly crossed the sword in front of him, stepped on the blade of his foot, and the surrounding land sank deeply. Zhang Mu’s attributes are very high in the human race, but it is not realistic to compare the strength of the monsters.

Zhang Mu felt that his bones were almost crushed.

“Elemental Covenant! Thunder!”

When Zhang Mu was almost unable to hold it, he immediately turned elementalized, stomping heavily on Zhang Mu’s body, and directly trampled Zhang Mu into pieces. The fragments turned into a ray of thunder and appeared in front of the golden lion. The golden lion’s eyes shot out two lightnings, and the fierce energy hit the chest. The result was like a mud cow entering the sea without causing any harm.

“Beast! It’s me!”

Zhang Mu raised the Demon Slayer Sword, the chaos inscription appeared on the blade, and the thunder light was ten times bright in an instant, and the sword pierced the golden lion’s neck. Zhang Mu, under the increase of the hero’s blood and hero’s heart, the power of a sword is very powerful, directly causing thousands of points of damage.

The golden lion was hit hard and howled miserably.

Zhang Mu a little bit, jumped high, spinning like a top, sword light smashed on the golden lion one by one, cutting it into defeat and screaming again and again. In the end, Zhang Mu stepped on the ground again, swept out a sword with all his strength, thunder is the sword aura, exploded the flesh of the sword blade, the wind is the sword aura, cut the bones, a big head, soaring into the sky, falling more than a hundred meters away. .

The headless body of the golden lion ran wildly on the grassland for a while, and finally fell to the ground and died.

Zhang Mu lifted the elemental covenant and put away the Demon Slayer. He never expected that with a random teleportation scroll, he would pass himself to the nest of a king beast in the middle of the heavenly spirit. The king beast in the middle of the heavenly spirit is very strong, and the average middle-level master of the heavenly spirit is often not an opponent of the same level of monsters. Zhang Mu also relied on his good equipment and strong skills, so he could barely kill it.

The golden lion dropped a lot of weapons and equipment, about forty or fifty level golden equipment, Zhang Mu was too lazy to pick it up, only a few skill books.

When preparing to leave.

“what!”

Zhang Mu suddenly returned, with a flash of light in his hand, and the Demon Slayer Sword was held in his hand again, and the holy silver blade was filled with lightning.

“what!”

A scream came from the grass.

Several short creatures stumbled and ran out, knelt down in front of Zhang Mu, kowtow desperately, muttering words in their mouths, and kept begging for mercy.

“Indigenous?”

Zhang Mu lowered his sword and walked out a large group of indigenous people from the grass. From the perspective of human aesthetics, this race looks crooked and ugly. Zhang Mu couldn’t even distinguish between men and women. They were about 1.5 meters tall. They were all of the same body shape as watermelon. Whether they were young or old, they were all fat people. They had a mouth that could split to the back of their ears. They had no hair. They had an eye on the front and back.

Five or six hundred foreign races ambush nearby.

These guys seem to be good at sneaking, and Zhang Mu didn’t even feel their presence when he was fighting the Golden Lion.

One of the older aliens noticed that Zhang Mu was wearing a cloak. This was the cloak of the Xihai Investigation Commander. Although the cloak had long been tattered in the previous battle, the Green Alliance logo on it was still faintly recognizable. The elders of foreign races are quite knowledgeable and can barely be identified from the edge patterns. This must be the position of a senior official of the Green Alliance!

“Wow!”

The foreign race old man was so frightened that his face was earthy, and immediately led hundreds of people from his tribe, kowtow desperately and begged for mercy.

“what!”

Zhang Mu was a little bit happy.

Hundreds of watermelons knelt beside them, kowtow and begging for mercy, they looked funny, as you can imagine.

Zhang Mu put away the Demon Slayer Sword.

These indigenous people are too weak, generally around 30th level, the strongest Caidiling in the early stage, he simply disdains to kill.

Seeing Zhang Mu put away his weapon, the native kowtowed his head gratefully, grunting in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.

With a move in Zhang Mu’s heart, he took out the halfling necklace and put it on, which stimulated the communication effect and immediately understood the indigenous words. It is nothing more than praise of Paima, calling Zhang Mu a warrior as powerful as a god. This race is called the quack tribe. It doesn’t have much ability, but it has strong survivability. Each one is as fat as a watermelon. They are actually stored energy in the body. They can feed on any magical plant, and they are hungry for two months without eating. Anything that only relies on energy fat can be alive and kicking.

Zhang Mu found the corpse of the man in the black cloak that was left on the side. The assassins might be searching for Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu must take the corpse and leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome to catch him.

The group of indigenous people of the Quagua tribe is surrounding the golden lion’s corpse, staring at the loot all over the ground, and the golden lion’s corpse is drooling. Zhang Mu already knew the purpose of the Gugua Clan. This golden lion is the overlord of hundreds of miles in radius. Because of its high intelligence, there is no threat, and the weak Gugua Clan is too lazy to kill it, so a few weak indigenous existences are left. , These indigenous people pay tribute to the golden lion every seven days.

If the tribute is not satisfied, the golden lion will eat all those who come to pay the tribute.

This time when the Gugua Clan came to pay tribute, he happened to encounter Zhang Mu who suddenly appeared. What the Gugua Clan didn’t expect was that Zhang Mu fought with the Golden Lion and killed the Golden Lion King who had enslaved one side.

“come here!”

Zhang Mu pointed to the old man of the Gugua tribe.

The short watermelon came to Zhang Mu tremblingly.

“I can give you these things and corpses, but you have to answer a question honestly. If the answer makes me unsatisfied, I will kill you all!”

The old man of the Gua clan was overjoyed at first, and then faced with fear, he knelt down in a hurry, and kowtow again and again.

Zhang Mu threw the corpse on the ground, opened the black cloak, revealing the bloody corpse, lime-gray skin, with a vertical eye, and bat-like wings behind him, “What kind of clan is this, where does it live? Don’t say anything. Don’t know, tell me right away!”

Seeing the corpse, the Gua clan was like seeing a ghost.

琤!

The sacred and bright blade of Demon Sword is stuck on the ground.

The old man of the Gua clan immediately frankly said: “This…the Mocha clan…the Devil Sea…the murderer!”

Mocha tribe?

The race of Devil Sea?

Zhang Mu picked up the corpse with a sword blade, revealing a contemplative look.

The wise race in the Devil Sea has always been a legend in Xihai Province, almost no one has seen it, and it is very mysterious. Why did you run out to attack Zhang Mu in a big way this time? Could it be that some forces in the Devil Sea have formed an alliance with the Moon Organization, knowing that they will investigate the Moon Organization base in the Devil Sea, so they want to kill Zhang Mu?

“If the forces in the Devil Sea also join the Moon Organization, it will be more difficult to eradicate Moon this time!”

This matter is getting wrong and complicated.

From the beginning, the task seemed to be less simple than imagined. Zhang Mu sounded Dark Lin’s warning, and suddenly felt that he had been involved in the struggle of several powerful forces. Now he could smell the conspiracy everywhere around him, but there was no clue.

There may be answers to exploring, but it is full of danger…The main city of West Sea.

The mysterious “moon”.

Indigenous forces.

The forces of the devil sea.

The Naga tribe who rarely shoots but may be behind the scenes.

To Zhang Mu, any force was an irresistible behemoth. Is it necessary to proceed with this task? Perhaps An Lin’s warning was really kind. Zhang Mu was in an embarrassing situation and didn’t even know whether he was being used. He was like a key, and he never knew what kind of door he would open for Xihai.

Zhang Mu couldn’t ask for more information, let go of the people of the Quagua Clan, took the corpse of the master of the Mocha Clan, and left at the fastest speed.

Hundreds of people from the Gua clan shouted in excitement, frantically looting the spoils, and looting the golden lion’s corpse. For them, these things are all unimaginable treasures.

About ten minutes.

There was a sharp loud noise from the sky.

When the old man of the Gua clan raised his head, his face was as earthy as scared again.

I don’t know when, a large group of people were found in all directions, all of them were members of the Mosha tribe, and several strong men in cloaks fell down and looked at the golden lion corpse on the ground. The Gua clan was so scared that they squatted on the ground and did not dare to move.

The Mocha tribe had no interest in the weak and weak Gugua tribe. They checked the golden lion’s carcass and confirmed that it was killed by Zhang Mu. They immediately locked Zhang Mu’s direction and launched a full pursuit.