The Origin of Arcane

"Do you think we are not prepared at all?" Prince Yiribis sneered, "Listen to..."

When Prince Yiribis said so, everyone couldn't help but showed a look of listening.

There was a vague sound of fighting in the air.

Although it is not real, everything happened in real.

The elite troops they have left on the periphery are under attack.

Obviously, this kind of attack was so sudden, just like the attackers who popped up outside Wang's Tent, so that the army outside had no time to warn them.

"Why are you still talking to them? Kill them all!" Narentoya, who had been standing still behind Prince Yiribis, had a cold glow in her eyes, and she was completely alive. Come here.

This adjective is not an exaggeration at all.

Previously, Prince Zana and the others, although they had recognized Narentoya's identity, she had always been like a lifeless piece of wood, poking there straight, with a very low sense of existence.

Coupled with her identity as a woman, she consciously and unconsciously ignored her, thinking that Yiribis was the initiator of this incident.

When Narentoya opened her eyes, they suddenly realized that they seemed to be wrong again.

They never thought that a pair of eyes could change a person.

Regardless of whether it is from the aesthetics of Odin orcs or Byrons, Narentoya can be included in the category of beauty. She has the tallness of Odin orcs, but not the stoutness of ordinary women, nor the fragile thinness. , But like a cheetah, slender with strength, deep contours, delicate skin, obviously her blood is not pure, there are ingredients belonging to the Byron.

It is generally accepted that it is easier for mixed-race children to give birth to handsome men and beautiful women.

The most eye-catching thing about Narentoya is her skin, like white snow, not only can't see the color of the wind and sun, but even the normal blood color can't be seen, the whole person is like ice and snow carved, crystal clear Cut through.

In normal times, everyone is still in the mood to take a look at this unique ice and snow beauty, but under the current situation of tension, there is no such thought in life.

But when the gaze of this ice and snow beauty began to condense, and the momentum of her body changed drastically, her gaze was like a needle, even Prince Adair, who is known for her bravery, couldn't help but move away from staring for a few seconds.

In the process of looking at each other, not only a needle-like sensation develops, but also an indescribable cold and evil, which is crawling along the line of sight of the two of them and piercing into his mind.

There was a voice, like a fly, buzzing in his mind, all shouting the same word-surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

This voice seemed to have magical powers, making people feel an urge to kneel down in front of her and support her as a queen.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Prince Adair resisted this magical power, but several of the guards around him could not resist. They knelt on the ground, shivering, and never dared to look up.

That kind of situation is like a cowardly lamb who dare not resist when encountering a ferocious predator, only to kneel and wait for the other party to enjoy a meal.

"What are you idiots doing? Get out of here, get out of me."

Prince Adair was shocked and angry. He kicked the guards who were kneeling on the ground, especially the last kick, obviously using a powerful way, directly kicking the hapless guy into a ground gourd.

But the other party was still like a turtledove, trembling on the ground, and refused to get up.

"Narentoya, what exactly did you do to them? What kind of witchcraft did you use?" Prince Zana also condemned, and there was a hint of horror in his words.

The series of things displayed by the other party has completely exceeded their imagination.

Narentuoya, who had completed all the layouts, had no intention of wasting saliva with Prince Zana and the others. She raised her hand neatly and spit out a word, "Kill!"

Along with the killing words, there was also a light visible to the naked eye, spraying out from her outstretched hand, and the target was Prince Adair.

Prince Adair let out a strange cry, and there was an uncontrollable anger in it.

Although he did not understand the opponent's attack method, it did not prevent him from being able to perceive the danger.

Almost without even thinking about it, Prince Adair grabbed a personal guard and used it as a shield to stand in front of him.

Click!

The hapless personal guard was shot straight by the ray from Narentoya's hand.

The ray did not pierce the guard, but splashed on him like water.

It's just that this is not real water, but a cloud of cold, extremely low temperature.

The cold air spread extremely quickly on this guard. He only had time to let out a scream. The whole person was covered with a layer of abnormal blue, and he entered a frozen state. His expression was also very strange, as if Smile, if you put aside the blue, it is no different from the Odin orcs who freeze to death in the wilderness in the winter.

Prince Adair screamed again and threw the frozen guard out with his hand.

Everyone discovered that the hand of the guard he was holding was also stained with an abnormal blue.

This blue is not water, but a weird blue flame, spreading upward along Prince Adair's arm.

However, most of the power of the blue flame was absorbed by the guard, and the erosion speed of the blue flame was obviously slower.

Prince Adair's reaction was also decisive. Apart from anything else, with a wave of the scimitar in his hand, the cold light flashed, and he directly cut his left arm off with the elbow.

By the time the arm fell to the ground, all of it had been swallowed by the blue flames, just like the guard, it turned into hard frozen meat, and even the blood spilled was pitiful.

If Prince Adair's reaction was a little slower, even if he didn't turn into a blue ice sculpture like the guard, half of it would have to be frozen. In that case, ordinary people have no possibility of surviving.

"What are you waiting for? Killing this witch, she is no longer Narentoya, she is possessed by a demon, and there is absolutely no possibility of being good today." Prince Adair didn't even deal with his wounds. He pointed at Narentuoya with a scimitar and shouted angrily.

"Kill these two bastards!"

"rush out!"

At this time, the other two princes reacted differently.

Prince Chagan chose to capture the thieves first, and was ready to take the opportunity to take Narentoya and Iribis down. As long as they were taken down, even if they were running, they would have a hole card.

The first thing Prince Zana thought was to protect himself. Now that they are in the calculations, the enemy's preparations are definitely better than them. It is not appropriate to start a war here. Even if you want to fight, you have to wait to return to your own territory and mobilize. It won't be too late to fight with superior forces.

Both of them have their own ideas, but there is no absolute right or wrong.

What they are really wrong is that when facing a common enemy, they still did not choose to work together to overcome the difficulties and give each other a chance to break through.

Narentuoya waved a pair of slender jade hands.

With every wave, a blue icy ray ejected.

The speed is fast and urgent, even the wolf clan marksmen who have activated the wolf attack are not as good as that.

Prince Chagan, together with the three Odin warriors he led, were persecuted in a panic.

They had already witnessed the miserable end of Prince Adair and his guards just now, how dare these blue rays touch them.

However, there was not only one Narentoya in the field, but also hundreds of silent and almost weird fighters.

Narentuoya’s killing sound was like pressing the power button. The lifeless and strange warriors also shot out the same blue light in their eyes as the ghost fire that she had shot, and made a roar. There was no sound, and then launched an attack at the same time.

Their movements are obviously a bit stiff and uncoordinated, causing their speed to be a bit slow. Even their moves are back and forth, and they cut straight, which does not seem to be a deterrent, but wait until In a fight, these carefully selected Odin warriors immediately suffered a big loss.

These silent Odin soldiers did not evade their attacks. The stainless steel forged scimitars were easily placed on them, leaving huge openings. There was a silent Odin soldier’s head, even being scimitars. After cutting off most of it, he still maintained a forward swinging knife posture, and slashed the rusty scimitar in his hand at the Odin warrior.

Although the Odin warrior blocked it with his wristband in time, parrying most of his strength, he still inevitably left a deep and long hole in his arm, and an abnormal itch was filling the wound. , Let this experienced Odin warrior scream badly.

This is a sign of poisoning. These **** cowards are actually poisoning their weapons.

"These guys are corpses, hell, these guys are corpses themselves, they are undead monsters resurrected by witchcraft."

"Be careful, don't be attacked or scratched by these monsters, it's poisonous."

Those silent Odin orc soldiers who were beheaded completely showed the reason for their uniqueness. There was no blood flowing out of their bodies, only a small amount of filthy, almost solidified black liquid, and the rest was carrion or carrion.

The rich and rotten breath can kill people alive.

"Narentoya, I didn't expect you to sell your soul to the devil, and turn your tribe's corpse into an undead spirit frantically. The God of Odin will not forgive you for such blasphemous behavior. Punish, smash your body, purify your soul." Prince Zana shouted frantically.

Prior to this, he had vaguely guessed the true identity of these silent Odin orc soldiers, but he couldn't believe it, holding the last glimmer of hope, hoping that this was just his own conjecture. Narentoya did not do this. Stupid.

Now the last glimmer of hope was shattered. He knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, because the other party was no longer his sister, or even a person in a pure sense.

"God of Odin?" Narentoya, who was indifferent and indifferent from beginning to end, finally gave birth to a reaction. The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a sarcasm, "If the God of Odin is really so kind, when our people Where was he when he was slaughtered? Where was he when my people were enslaved? Where was he when my people died in despair when they were suffering from hunger and cold?

Odin is already dead. He died three hundred years ago. He will not provide you with any shelter, whether in reality or in soul.

The only thing that can save the royal court is power, and only absolute power can control everything.

So, for the future of the royal family, please die! "

Although Narentoya was replying, the movement at hand did not stop in the slightest. The freezing rays continued to spit out like no money.

Because of the delay of the undead Odin orc soldiers, the three princes and the warriors they brought have survived in danger.

Narentoya's unknown witchcraft attack method is too deadly, and the strong armor is in front of her, and it is useless. Even the Odin warrior with the strength of the champion knight dare not try it with his own body.

Each time they can only passively shrink behind the undead enemies to avoid them. In the process, they even have to give up the opportunity to kill these undead Odin orc soldiers, or resist the opponent's attack in the process.

Narentuoya's frozen rays obviously do not distinguish between enemy and me.

It also took effect when it fell on them, and soon there was an ice sculpture in the field. Once hit by brute force, it would fall apart, and it would be as brittle as it really was.

When Narentoya discovered that her attack had caused more manslaughter than the threat to them, she changed her offensive strategy decisively and said to Yiribis who had been silently guarding her side: "Protect me!"

"Understood." Yiribis responded and took a step back, completely covering Narentoya behind her.

"Great Hull, the ruler of the cold winter, the patron of the night, please allow me to use your power to purify this filthy world..." Narentoya shouted to a prince Zana they had never heard of The name of the god.

The voice was sharp and high-pitched, straight through the clouds.

What is even more incredible is that the words of praise she is singing like a ballad are not completely meaningless.

As it continues, even ordinary people who are no longer sensitive to power can feel a huge force gathering around Narentoya, and the surrounding temperature seems to be rapidly decreasing.

The previous Narentuoya's face was pale a little too much, but at least it was still in the category of ordinary people's understanding.

As that invisible force kept condensing, her body was lifted up by a force, and her skin had a tendency to become transparent, including her long golden hair, turning into white at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pure white.

"Stop her, stop her quickly, otherwise none of us can run away." Prince Chagan's voice was deformed.

Even a fool can tell that Narentoya is preparing to amplify the move, which is probably the kind of indiscriminate, covering attack.

The freezing rays she shoots casually are so terrifying that ordinary people are hard to beat.

With such a terrifying move, once the preparations are completed, everyone on the scene cannot be turned into ice sculptures.

"Kill her, Zhebye, we will cover you, and shoot her quickly!" Prince Zana shouted in response.

The single combat effectiveness of these undead Odin orc soldiers is not particularly strong, but the characteristics of being fearless and not afraid of death are especially difficult to kill ~www.readwn.com~ and difficult to kill.

Broken arms and legs, this kind of injury is not fatal to them at all, including cutting off their heads and still rushing towards them tenaciously, let alone ordinary scratches left on their bodies.

The only way to bring them down seems to be to cut off all their limbs.

This method still didn't kill them completely, it just made them immobile.

Fortunately, the prince Zana and the others are all loyal to them and the best warriors in their tribe, courage is not so easily taken away.

If they were replaced by ordinary people, facing such enemies, most of them would collapse directly.

There were too many undead monsters in ambush. When they were in the alliance, they were jealous of each other and agreed not to bring too many warriors. Each of them brought only five people.

Even without Narentoya's restraint, it is not so easy for them to rush out.

At least it was too late before her big move fell.