The Origin of Arcane

Chapter 649: The Instigator

Do you think we're not prepared at all? Prince Yiribis sneered, Listen...

When Prince Yiribis said this, everyone couldn't help showing a look of listening attentively.

There was a faint sound of fighting in the air.

Although it doesn't sound real, everything happened for real.

The elite army they left on the outskirts is under attack.

Obviously, this kind of attack was very sudden, just like the attackers who appeared outside the king's tent, so that the troops outside had no time to warn them.

Why are you still chattering with them? Kill them all! Narentoya, who had been standing silently behind Prince Yirbis, shot an almost substantive icy light from her eyes, and she was completely alive. come over.

This adjective is not an exaggeration at all.

Although Prince Zana and the others had already recognized Narentoya's identity, she was always poking there like a lifeless piece of wood, with a very low sense of existence.

Coupled with her identity as a woman, she was ignored consciously or unconsciously, thinking that Yiribis was the instigator 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.

Whether it is from the aesthetics of the Odin orcs or the Byrons, Narentoya can be included in the category of beauty. She has the tallness of the Odin orcs, but she is not as thick as ordinary women, nor is she weak and thin. , but like a cheetah, she is slim with strength, with deep contours and delicate skin. Obviously, her bloodline is not pure, and there are elements belonging to the Byrons in it.

It is generally accepted that mixed races are more likely 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, even the normal blood color can't be seen, the whole person is as clear as ice and snow, crystal clear clear.

In normal times, everyone would still be in the mood to pay more attention to this unique beauty of ice and snow, but in the tense situation in front of them, no one would have such thoughts.

But when the eyes of this ice and snow beauty began to focus, her whole body's aura changed drastically. Her eyes were like needles. Even Prince Adair, who is known for his bravery, looked at her for a few seconds and couldn't help moving away.

In the process of looking at each other, not only did he feel a pinprick-like feeling, but also an indescribable coldness and evil, crawling along the line of sight of the two of them, drilling into his mind.

A voice, like a fly, was buzzing in his head, all shouting the same word - Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

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

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Prince Adair resisted this magical power, but several of the guards around him failed to resist. They knelt on the ground on the spot, trembling, and never dared to look up again.

That kind of situation is like a cowardly lamb who does not dare to resist when it encounters a ferocious predator. It can only kneel down and wait for the other party to enjoy the meal.

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

Shocked and angry, Prince Adair kicked the kneeling guard several times, especially the last one, which obviously used great force, directly kicking the unlucky guy into a gourd.

But the other party was still like a turtledove, lying on the ground and shivering, refusing to get up.

Narentoya, what did you do to them? What kind of witchcraft did you use? Prince Zana also condemned, with a trace of unconcealable panic in his words.

The series of things shown by the other party have completely exceeded their imagination.

Narentoya, who had completed all the layouts, didn't mean to waste her saliva with Prince Zana and the others. She simply raised her hand and said coldly, Kill!

Accompanied by the killing word, there was also a ray of light visible to the naked eye, sprayed out from her outstretched hand, and the target was Prince Adair.

Prince Adair let out a strange cry, with unconcealable shock and anger inside.

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

Almost without thinking, Prince Adair grabbed a bodyguard and used it as a shield to block him.

Click!

The unlucky bodyguard was shot right by the ray shot 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 mass of cold air, extremely cold air.

The cold air spread over the guard's body at an extremely fast speed. He only had time to let out a half-scream. His whole body was covered with an abnormal blue layer and entered a frozen state. His expression was also very strange, as if Smile, if you put aside the layer of blue, it is no different from the Odin orc who froze to death in the wilderness in the winter.

Prince Adair screamed again, and threw the frozen bodyguard out with his hands.

Only then did everyone realize that the hand he was holding the guard was also stained with an abnormal blue layer.

This blue is not water, but a strange blue flame, which is spreading up Prince Adair's arm.

It's just that most of the power of the blue flame has been absorbed by the guard, and the erosion speed of the blue flame has obviously slowed down a lot.

Prince Adair's reaction was also decisive. Without further ado, he swung the scimitar in his hand, and a cold light flashed, directly cutting off his left arm at the elbow.

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

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

What are you waiting for? Kill this witch, she is no longer Narentoya, she is possessed by a demon, there is absolutely no possibility of doing anything wrong today. Prince Adair didn't even treat his own wound, Pointing at Narentoya with a scimitar, he shouted angrily.

Kill these two bastards!

rush out!

At this time, the reactions of the other two princes were different.

Prince Chagan chose to capture the thief first and capture the king first, and was going to take the opportunity to take Narentoya and Yiribisi down first. As long as they are taken down, even if they run away, they will have cards.

The first thing that Prince Zana thought of was to protect himself. Now they are falling into the calculation. The enemy must be better prepared than them. It is not suitable to start a war here. It's not too late to fight if you have a superior force.

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

What they really did wrong was that when facing a common enemy, they still did not choose to work together to tide over the difficulties, and gave each other a chance to defeat each other.

Narentoya kept waving her slender jade hands.

Every time it swung, a blue freezing ray sprayed out.

The speed is fast and urgent, even those wolf marksmen who have activated the wolf attack can't match.

Prince Chagan, together with the three Odin warriors he led, were forced into a panic.

Just now they have witnessed the tragic end of Prince Adair and his guards, how dare they let these blue rays touch their bodies.

But Narentoya was not the only one in the arena, surrounded by hundreds of silent, almost strange fighters.

With Narentoya's killing sound, it was like pressing the power button. The eyes of those lifeless and strange fighters also shot out blue light that was exactly the same as the will-o'-the-wisp she shot, and they obviously roared. But without making a sound, they launched an attack at the same time.

Their movements are obviously a bit stiff and a little uncoordinated, which makes their speed a little slow, and even the moves are a few moves back and forth, straight slashing, it seems that there is no deterrence, but wait until As soon as they fought, these carefully selected Odin warriors immediately suffered a big loss.

These Silent Odin soldiers did not dodge or evade their attacks. The scimitars forged from fine steel easily landed on them, leaving huge openings. One Silent Odin soldier's head was even pierced by the scimitar. After more than half of it was cut off, he still maintained the forward swinging posture, and slashed the rusty scimitar in his hand on the body of the Odin warrior.

Although the Odin warrior blocked it with his wrist guard in time and parried most of the force, he still inevitably left a deep gash on his arm, and an abnormal itching was permeating the wound , let this battle-experienced Odin warrior yell badly.

This is a sign of poisoning. These damned cowards actually poisoned 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, they are poisonous.

Those silenced Odin orc soldiers who were beheaded completely showed why they were different. There was no blood flowing out of their bodies at all, only a small amount of dirty, almost solidified black liquid, and the rest was rotten flesh.

The strong and rotten breath can kill people alive.

Narentuoya, I didn't expect you to sell your soul to the devil, and frantically turn the corpses of your own people into undead spirits. The god of Odin will not forgive your blasphemy. Sooner or later, the gods will descend. Punishment, smash your body, and purify your soul. Prince Zana yelled crazily uncontrollably.

Before that, he had already vaguely guessed the true identities of these silent Odin orc soldiers, but he couldn't believe it all the time, holding on to the last sliver of hope, hoping that this was just his own guess, Narentoya didn't do such a thing stupid thing.

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

God of Odin? Narentoya, who had been indifferent and almost indifferent from beginning to end, finally reacted, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a sneering smile, 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 of hunger and cold and despair?

Odin is already dead, three hundred years ago, and he will not provide you with any shelter, whether in reality or in spirit.

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

Therefore, for the future of the royal family, please die!

Although Narentoya was replying, her movements didn't stop at all, and the freezing rays were continuously sprayed out as if she didn't want money.

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

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

Each time, they could only passively hide behind those undead enemies. In the process, they even had to give up the chance to kill these undead Odin orc soldiers, or resist the opponent's opportunity to attack during this process.

Narentoya's freezing ray is obviously indiscriminate between friend and foe.

It also took effect when it fell on them, and soon there were more ice sculptures in the field. Once hit by brute force, they would be torn apart, as brittle as they really wanted to be.

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

Understood. Yiribisi responded, and took another step back, covering Narentoya completely behind him.

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

The voice was sharp and high-pitched, piercing the sky.

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 not sensitive to power can feel a huge power gathering around Narentoya, and the surrounding temperature seems to be dropping rapidly.

Previously, Narentoya's face was a little too pale, but at least it was still in the category of ordinary people's understanding.

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

Stop her, stop her quickly, otherwise none of us will be able to escape. Prince Chagan's voice was distorted.

Even an idiot can tell that Narentoya is preparing to magnify her move, which is likely to be the kind of indiscriminate, covering attack.

The freezing ray she casually shoots is so terrifyingly powerful that ordinary people are hard to beat.

With such a terrifying move, once it is ready, it will not turn everyone present into ice sculptures.

Kill her, Jebe, we cover you, shoot her quickly! Prince Zana echoed the call.

The individual combat effectiveness of these undead Odin orc soldiers is not particularly strong, but the characteristics of fearlessness and fear of death are particularly difficult to deal with and difficult to kill.

Broken arms and broken legs, such injuries are not fatal to them at all, including cutting off their heads and still rushing towards them tenaciously, let alone the 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 unable to move.

Fortunately, Prince Zana and the others are all loyal to him and one of the best warriors in his tribe, so the courage is not so easy to be taken away.

If it was an ordinary clansman, facing such an enemy, most of them would collapse directly.

There are too many undead monsters in ambush. When they first met, they were suspicious of each other and agreed not to bring too many warriors. Each of them only brought five people.

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

At least it's too late before her big move comes down.

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