I became the ancestor of the blood clan

When Morton watched the red ocean envelop him, the chief of the Black Wind Tribe, a 16th-level centaur warrior, sank to the bottom of the valley, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

The anger in his heart seemed to have been poured with cold water, and the anger in his eyes turned into endless despair.

He watched helplessly that the clansmen around him were devoured by those damned bats, and the warrior's strength couldn't resist the countless bats.

He wanted to organize the clansmen to rebel, but these uncountable bats forcibly separated him from the outside world.

There were too many, so many that he couldn't kill them at all.

There are screaming bloody bats above his head, beside him, and even under his feet. His world can no longer see other colors.

bat, bat! !

Even he couldn't see the scene beyond the ten blades, the bat covered everything about him.

"what!"

Morton started to roar like crazy.

The long-handled hurricane ax in his hand swung wildly left and right, and the huge force caused the killing bats that had been transformed into magical life to burst directly, turning into balls of blood-colored energy rippling in the air.

But, too much, too much.

All this fell into an unsolvable dilemma. The screams of the centaurs around him did not know when they had stopped. Time seemed to have come to a standstill here. The endless bats and the screams that invaded the soul were the only melody.

In a daze, Morton could only mechanically wave the weapon in his hand to resist the endless attacks of bats.

Maybe 10 minutes have passed, or a Sunday hour.

He has lost all sense of time.

Suddenly, Morton felt a bit of a blockage in his hand, and the two palm-sized bats suddenly appeared with a half-blade wingspan, and even huge bats with a one-blade wingspan were mixed in the bats.

Those fierce bats left deep marks on his armor with every strike.

But Morton was like a statue poured with steel, no matter how fierce the bat was, he didn't stop his attack, and he continued to swing the long-handled ax crazily as if he wouldn't get tired.

He can't stop, he wants to kill, his people are still waiting for him.

The strength of a level 16 centaur heavy warrior is invincible at this moment.

Although the number of killing bats is large, they are still unable to overcome the essential power gap.

But after a while, the situation changed again, and the bat group around Morton became stronger.

Half-bladed bats have become the mainstream, with two-bladed and even three-bladed bats mixed in.

The terrifying offensive became more ferocious, and even a fighter with level 16 was slowly exhausted physically and mentally at this moment, and his attack became weak.

Morton is like a reef on the coast, which bears the most violent impact in the wind and waves, and may be destroyed by huge waves at any time.

Sam looked at the tragic scene in the distance, and the palm of his hand holding the giant ax trembled uncontrollably.

The mouth is inexplicably dry at this time.

Turning his head to look at the old man who didn't know when he came to him, his tone trembled, "Father, is this the power held in the hands of the Kachar City Lord?"

At this point he was hit harder than almost anyone else.

Those blood races first blasted the dense centaur army to pieces with a round of powerful alchemy bombs, and then followed.

Blood and bats.

Hundreds of vampires released tens of thousands of blood-colored bats to form a long river of killing, attacking and killing the Heifeng tribe stunned by the alchemy bomb bombing from the sky.

The bloody stump became the nourishment for the growth of those bloody bats.

The bats that swallowed the blood split into more numbers like demons, and some of them became stronger after swallowing the blood.

The Black Wind tribe suffered an unimaginable defeat, and was even slaughtered unilaterally without any power to fight back.

Eighteen thousand centaur warriors, under the watchful eyes of him and all the centaurs of the Iron Hoof tribe, were all swallowed up in less than half a day.

On the surrounding battlefield, only the blood-colored bats were left, and there were already as many as 20 or even 30 bats, which became the trembling objects of all the centaurs.

Those demons flapping bat wings and devouring blood are the source of their fear at this moment.

Only a few hundred blood clans had wiped out the centaur tribe that was stronger than them... and the mysterious Kachar city lord hadn't even made a move, and the bone dragon that made the iron hoof tribe powerless hadn't even appeared.

Sam couldn't imagine what would happen to the Iron Hoof tribe if these bats attacked them. After the scene appeared in his mind, Sam shivered subconsciously.

"Sam, never underestimate anyone, from the moment we traded with Lord Kachar, we had no choice.

It should be said that the Lord Kachar chose us..." The old man Ma said in a low voice.

No one wants to control their own destiny, but this world has always been so cruel.

The weak obey the strong, this is the law of survival of the low mountains and hills, and it is also the law of survival of the entire glorious world.

"But now, we are allies with Lord Kachar, Sam, we are not enemies."

It's not the enemy... As he muttered a few words, Sam's eyes slowly lit up.

It seems that as long as he does not become an enemy with the other party, he can have endless courage

Is this the end? ?

Li De sat on Castro, looking at the scene of killing bats raging below with a slightly strange expression.

He didn't expect it to go so smoothly. The centaurs who threw the alchemy bomb at the beginning turned out to be so stubborn and didn't dodge, and there were a few of them watching the fun.

Are you kidding me by stretching your neck so long?

The first actual battle of the alchemy bomb directly caused unpredictable and exaggerated damage to the centaur tribe, and the opponent lost more than half of its personnel.

Limb fragments all over the floor create the best opportunity for the blood mage.

The super big move bloody storm is launched directly.

The only limited skill: Bloody Storm (Consume 50% of the blood in the body to summon 100 incorporeal killing bats composed of magic power and blood to attack the enemy. After the bat swallows the blood, it will continue to grow, reproduce, and split. Duration: blood energy consumption do)

In addition to the necessary power to protect the City of Daybreak, Li De brought 300 blood mages this time, and at the same time, he cast his ultimate move and instantly summoned 3 killing bats.

The fragments of limbs after the explosion became the best food for killing bats.

The centaur, who was unable to organize resistance in the chaos of the explosion, did not prevent the killing bat from performing the most critical action-swallowing blood.

By the time the centaur reacted, the number of bats killed had exploded from 10 to [-], because the centaur, who was too chaotic and had no command, immediately fell into a greater panic.

It's like countless small knives are cutting flesh. Although there are still seven or eight thousand centaur troops remaining, they can no longer be organized.

And the centaur, which had lost its final ability to resist, completely became the food of the killing bats.

Just like that... In just half a day, this powerful force was wiped out before he made a move.

There was only one level 16 Heifeng tribe chief who was besieged by hundreds of thousands of killing bats.

Li De took a deep look at the blood storm that was still blowing on the ground.

The strength of the blood mage made him extremely emotional and pleasantly surprised. This profession is definitely the pillar for the rise of the blood clan in the future.

The only thing he regrets is...

He turned his head and glanced at the Vampire Sword Guard, Scarlet Blade, and several scarlet hunters who were about to launch but were forced to stop, and shook his head with a strange expression.

I thought it would be a tragic battle, which could test the combat effectiveness of the various professions of the blood race in an all-round way.

It's good now... Throwing too many alchemy bombs directly caused the centaur tribe to collapse, and then the blood mage's strength exceeded his estimate, and a big move directly wiped out the remaining centaur.

Only the other three careers that are embarrassing in the air are left.

Sometimes being too strong is also a problem.

Li De laughed shamelessly.

A moment later, under the fearful gaze of the Iron Hoof Tribe, Li De slowly descended to the ground in Castro.

Turn over and face the centaur chief Sam with a height of 3.5 blades.

At this time, behind Li De were endless killing bats, and the bloody storm was devouring all enemies.

The sky is filled with magic language bats with ten-bladed wingspans. These monsters have just dropped alchemy bombs that destroyed an army of tens of thousands of people.

The carrier, Huanghuang, came in a big way, and Li De's coercion at this time was magnified to the extreme.

Compared with the mighty and majestic level 3.5 centaur chieftain with a height of 15 blades, Li Decai is the protagonist here at this moment, dazzling and full of glory.

Stepping forward a few steps indifferently to Sam, Li De looked at the pale centaur, with an indifferent arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Sam..."

Sam looked at Li De's eyes with a touch of scarlet, and his mind suddenly boomed, as if he had been struck by lightning, and an indescribable fear hit his mind from the bottom of his heart.

The huge body retreated three steps in a row, and even his legs softened and almost fell to the ground.

Immortal King (...you are very oppressive to dark beings. When you face dark creatures with a legend of less than 10 points, the opponent will fall into negative states such as fear, panic, and weakened will, and your attributes will be reduced by 20%...)

After experiencing the scene just now, Sam's awe of Li De has been raised to the extreme. Although he is not a dark life, he still triggered the title of this dark life under this special situation. At this moment, his heart is filled with fear. Full.

Reed's handsome face looked more frightening than a demon to Sam at this time.

"Your Majesty, Sam sends you my humble regards."

This level 3.5 centaur chief with a height of 15 blades trembled and bowed deeply to Li De, no longer the pride of being a chief in the past.

At this time, none of the centaurs around who saw this scene expressed surprise or dissatisfaction.

Because the figure standing in front of them at this time is a bone dragon who has enslaved, and has the power in his hands to easily destroy a centaur tribe stronger than them.

Treat the strong with respect.

Li De was keenly aware of this, and looked at his title with a subtle expression. In some cases, these restrictive titles can also be applied to other types of life. Although they can only be triggered under harsh conditions, they are still considered A special derivative usage.

They looked at the centaur chief with a half-smile, "Sam, my friend, I think, I have won the war, and now it's time to take stock of the spoils."

After speaking, Li De seemed to have sensed something, turned his head and glanced at the old man beside Sam who was about the same height as him, and looked at the faces of the two who looked at each other, showing a playful smile on his face.

"Who is this?"

When the old man heard Li De's question, he clenched his five fingers and hammered his chest, and bowed his head respectfully to Li De.

"Your Majesty Kachar, I am the last chief of the Ironhoof Tribe, Milu Ironhoof."

old chief? ?

Li De narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a thoughtful expression, "Chief Milu, good day..."

Just as he was about to say a few more words, a huge roar suddenly erupted from the center shrouded in a bloody storm in the distance, and the angry scream interrupted Li De's next words.

Immediately afterwards, at the center of the vortex formed by the killing bats, a cyan light rose.

The dense group of bats was blasted out of a vacuum tens of blades wide, and hundreds of thousands of killing bats were directly shattered at this moment, bursting into blood-colored fireworks.

At this moment, an extremely powerful centaur with a pure white body and broken armor covered in blood appeared in Li De's sight.

Li De narrowed his eyes slightly, and he naturally recognized this centaur. When observing in mid-air, this centaur was the strongest existence of the Black Wind Tribe - the 16th-level centaur chief.

But now this momentum...

Level 17.

Li De was a little surprised that this centaur broke through level 17.

Sam beside him was even more surprised than him. After seeing the light blue energy on the opponent's body, his tone was full of shock that could not be concealed.

"Unexpectedly, the bloodline of Galewind has been awakened?!..."

Li De turned his head a little puzzled.

"Blood of the Gale Wind??"

Sam nodded, his face was full of envy and hatred, as if this bloodline was extremely precious.

"The bloodline of Galewind is the most powerful bloodline among centaurs. According to ancient legends, the bloodline of Galewind is a gift from the great god of centaurs to centaurs. It is the bloodline that is most suitable for centaurs, so it is also called the bloodline bestowed by gods." .