I became the ancestor of the blood clan

In a towering wall made of earth and stones, thousands of huge tents made of animal skins were placed in disorder within the high earth and stone walls.

In the sky outside the Stonehoof Tribe, a majestic and majestic giant made the originally quiet tribe fall into anxiety.

Bone dragon, this kind of legendary life has never appeared in the dwarf mountains and hills.

Why did you come to the Stonehoof Tribe now? ?

"The humble centaur, the great bone lord, and the eternal immortal will show you what power is!"

The centaur below felt the withered dragon's prestige and suddenly panicked.

"The formation!!"

"Pull the bow!!"

In the tribe, after realizing the existence of the enemy, two loud voices sounded. After hearing the familiar voice, the panicked centaur calmed down quietly, and the fear subsided.

brush~

bang bang~

In the middle of the tall wall, ten blades high, the gate made of giant wood wrapped with iron was slowly pushed open.

The centaurs wearing animal skins and bone armor galloped out at a turbulent pace, and in the open space outside the Stonehoof tribe, a tide-like army surged out in an instant.

The centaur warrior with three blades is majestic and majestic. As a strong fighting race, the combat effectiveness of the centaur is beyond doubt.

When they charge, even if there is a dragon in front of them, they will attack with the determination to die.

No one can stop the centaur from charging.

What puzzled all the centaurs was that the bone dragon flying in the air did not initiate a war against them.

Instead, he spread his wings unscrupulously, as if deliberately showing off his strength.

The dragon majesty emanating from the withered bones came towards the centaur like a tide, it was the coercion of the soul, and it was unavoidable.

However, due to the excessive number of centaurs, after forming an army formation, Long Wei, whose aura was suppressed by most, did not appear to be in disorder.

"roar~"

Withered Bones looked at the crude equipment of the centaur below, and let out a disdainful roar, and the hollow soul fire shook for a while.

"Poor centaurs, you are really pitiful, are you so poor that you can't even afford armor and longbows?

Do you need a great Mr. Bones, let you see what wealth is...

Quack quack, what a group of weak and pitiful guys. "

艹

All the centaurs were irritated by the mocking tone.

The undead son of a bitch! !

"shooting!!"

brush~

Commanding Gangda, the densely packed arrows shot straight at the dry bones with a buzzing sound of piercing through the air, and the arrows in the sky covered the light like locusts.

The Stonehoof tribe had only [-] warriors in the tribe at this time, but [-] of them were archers.

Centaur heavy warriors and archers are honorable and famous.

However, the equipment of these archers is slightly shabby.

Most of the longbows in the hands of centaurs are bow strings made of monster tendons, and bones or hard wood for the bow body. Although each one is close to the height of the two blades, it can be called a heavy crossbow, but its lethality is extremely limited. What's more, most of the crossbow arrows in their hands are ground from the fangs or bone fragments of monsters.

Full of primitive flavor.

When these ancient arrows hit the bone, the bone dragon, which had reached level 18, did not dodge at all. Instead, it spread its wings and flew up to meet the arrows with a strange smile.

Ding Ling Dang Clang~

There were dense impact sounds, and those bone arrows were like tickling. This bone dragon, whose defense power was no less than that of extraordinary armor, was not broken by the arrows at all.

"Quack quack, a group of ignorant and humble centaurs, are you tickling the great dry bones?

Hahaha, how weak and pathetic! "

i fuck

The centaur was angry again, this damn bone dragon, they will definitely extinguish its undead fire! !

The crazy rain of arrows covered the sky again.

But Dry Bones only flapped its wings slightly, and didn't even bother to react, letting those arrows hit.

Without exception, even arrows that can penetrate the heavy armor of human knights, in the face of extraordinary defenses, can play no role other than being cute.

After a while, the dry bones seemed to be tired of playing, and they swooped down from the low altitude of hundreds of blades, and suddenly passed by the ultra-low altitude of the centaur's formation of twenty blades.

The dead bones carrying the terrifying dragon power immediately caused the centaur to panic.

And the subsequent attack density skyrocketed.

However, it still didn't work.

That dense bone is the best armor.

Dry Bones didn't launch a real attack on the centaur. After turning around, a gray-white energy appeared in his mouth, and then he spit out directly in the open space next to the centaur's twenty blades~

baah~

The breath of the undead burst out on the ground with endless death energy.

The ground with short grass has been eroded by negative energy.

The yellow land instantly turned lifeless pale.

The huge dragon's breath spits out more than 30 blades in length.

The centaurs around were shocked when they saw this scene. If the dry bones attacked them, at least 50 or [-] people would die in this blow.

Immediately, the densely packed arrows became even denser.

But the Stonehoof tribe without heavy weapons wants to endanger this level 18 bone dragon with just the longbow in their hands, which is obviously very unrealistic.

At this time, two burly figures who were obviously a head taller than the surrounding centaurs stepped out from the army formation lined up by the centaurs.

The two centaurs were covered with full-body iron armor and held huge long-handled axes in their hands, exuding a terrifying aura.

Level 15 Centaur Heavy Warrior.

Both figures are at level 15, obviously the top fighting power of the Ironshoe tribe.

"Wow Kaka~ Humble centaur, have you felt the power of the great Mr. Withered Bones?

I am the incarnation of death, the spokesperson of power, and the existence of immortality!

Weak races, submitting to me is your best choice.

The great Lord Dry Bones, will forgive your crimes and make you slaves of Daybreak City! "

This damn undead! !

Originally intended to ask about the purpose of this bone dragon, but after hearing this, the two level 15 heavy armored centaurs were furious! !

roar.

"Archery!! I want to kill this damn bone dragon!!"

Otis and his party, who were hiding behind a small hill in the distance, heard the sound coming from far and far away, and their expressions were very subtle.

Dylan, who raised the magic word bat, looked at Otis with a somewhat strange tone.

"Your Excellency Withered Bones... Can it really serve as a deterrent to the enemy??"

The voice of the dead bones just now also spread far away, and the corners of their mouths twitched violently when they heard it here.

So all the blood races thought that if they were those centaurs, they would have to kill this damned undead today even if they didn't want to die.

The other second-generation descendants fell silent when they heard this.

In the end, Ortis bit the bullet and said, "I'll go up and negotiate with the centaur later..."

The other blood descendants immediately looked at Odis with admiration, as if he was about to die bravely.

However, because of the talent of rebirth from the blood bath, few people were not too worried.

At most, it will be another hero after three months. Obviously, there are too many people in this negotiation without much hope.

After half a Sunday, the movement from the centaur tribe finally slowed down.

At this moment, Otis saw several people staring at him blankly, his scalp went numb, and he stood up forcibly.

At this moment, he felt that the next scene he had to face might be much more difficult than the trial of will.

The ghost knows what he heard during this half-day, and even Odis is sure that if the dead bones are not really durable, he will definitely be dismantled into bones by the group of centaurs and soaked in a latrine for 1 years.

Chapter 278 Try the Edge of the Blood Race (4600 words mini-chapter)

On the evening of March 3, in the office on the third floor of the city hall.

Moore and Warren were sitting on the sofa, flipping through a pile of sketchy drawings with great interest. Reed was sitting opposite them, and Harrison was standing behind him, with his back to the dim light.

Outside the window is the sound of the wind blowing through the sparse woods, and inside the house is the crisp sound of flipping through papers.

Li De looked at the blueprint he had recounted in front of him with a delicate expression.

"Varen, are these sets of bomb-loading armor useful?"

The dwarf master forging who was less than 1.5 in height shook his head and nodded, looking at Li De with a hesitant expression.

"Lord City Lord..."

"It's okay, just tell me."

After receiving Li De's approval, Varen breathed a sigh of relief before speaking.

"These load-carrying armors are undeniably sophisticated and must have been designed with the painstaking efforts of countless people.

But the problem is that they are too precise and do not match the rough fighting style of the magic word bat.

Moreover, these designers must have never been in contact with the magic language bat. Their designs seem reasonable, but they are extremely contradictory to the flying and attack habits of the magic language bat.

In addition..." Speaking of this, Valen took a deep look at Li De.

"The design drawings of these sets of armor must not be the product of the main plane of glory..."

Oh?

Hearing this, the corner of Li De's mouth curled into a half-smile.

As expected of a master dwarf blacksmith who has dealt with weapons all his life, his observation ability is really extraordinary.

Looking down at the design drawings of the bomb-carrying armor on the desktop, Li De nodded.

"That's right..."

This is after he went back to Earth two days ago to deal with the crimson moon, and by the way, he repainted the armor designed by the data analysis department in Glory.

He didn't remember until he ordered the production of Air Force One, and asked the data analysis department to design the armor.

Immediately very embarrassing.

I quickly found a free time and returned to Earth, bringing all these data back to glory.

Crimson Moon is developing very healthy. The time he left the earth for more than a month has not affected Crimson Moon at all. His trident is still being forged steadily, waiting for the opening of "Glory".

Because of his deep sleep, the armor designed by the data analysis department did not receive feedback after the first version was designed, so the data analysis department designed the second and third models when they were idle...

After reading the drawings designed by the data analysis department, Li De could only smile wryly.

Because of his deep sleep, he was unable to give timely feedback to the other party. The armor designed by the earth could only be simulated with a rigid model. They did not know the real state of the magic word bat, which caused a decoupling between the design and the use.

Dwarves and goblins can use the magic word bat for flying experiments without limitation. Once mistakes are made, they will be corrected immediately. Air Force One has been modified hundreds of times. Naturally, there is a gap between the designs on the earth that have not been modified once. .

And at present, Air Force One can basically meet his current needs, so he doesn't care too much about the fact that the earth does not meet his requirements.

"That's right, this is indeed an alchemical creation from another plane.

Warren, this is just their original design drawing without any modification. Do you think there is anything worth learning from? "