Chapter 1482: Call of Death
"Interesting, interesting, is this ancient witchcraft?" the prince's eyes widened, looking at the group of people in front of him who were pinching and beating each other, all of them had lost their minds, and wanted to strangle each other to death and take off their heads.
The prince did not stop him, but he was very interested, and he watched intently.
After a moment, I looked up at the sky and saw that the voices of the three witches were still echoing in the air.
"Then try mine, I haven't fought against the witchcraft of the witchcraft, I'll see if my witchcraft works. After the prince finished speaking, he closed the folding fan.
Hold the fan in your right hand and raise it with one hand to the sky.
"The long river of fate, the reincarnation of fate, the destiny of heaven, I am the master. The prince shouted to the sky.
I was dumbfounded, what kind of witchcraft is this?
The next moment, I saw a sudden clattering sound at the top of the prince's folding fan.
There was a water mark on the top of the fan, and this water mark followed the fan's wave, leaving a trace......
The fan is like a brush that has been soaked up with water, and with a slight wave, the water at the tip of the pen is dispersed......
"I am the master, I am fate, I am reincarnation, I disappear when I say disappear......"
He took it and waved it at the crazy people.
The streak of water that the fan had guided was scattered on these people......
Like a light mist, it was sprinkled on these people.
The next moment, these people were all stunned.
The originally chaotic scene was immediately controlled.
"Huh, what's wrong with us?"
"Why are you pinching me? Let go, let go. ”
"Oh my God, I got hit. ”
"Fortunately, there is a prince, otherwise it would have been planted today. ”
"It's so dangerous, thank you for the prince's life-saving grace. ”
"The prince is mighty, the prince is domineering, and the prince is invincible. ”
The prince ignored them, however, and looked back at the sky, where the shouts echoed.
He took the fan, waved it at the sky, and said, "Disperse, disperse......"
The nasty sound, the one that even I hated, finally disappeared, like a mosquito that had been buzzing in my ears and had been slapped to death.
It was this feeling that the roots of the ears were finally purified......
The three witches on the other side looked at the prince with surprise in their eyes, and they looked at the prince in confusion, placed them on their scepters, and did not recite any more incantations.
Not only them, but even I can't see clearly, I can't figure out this prince, what kind of treasure is his fan?
"What other tricks, use them again. The prince said.
One word, madness!
Two words, domineering!
The three witches looked at each other and nodded, reaching some kind of tacit understanding.
They must have chosen what kind of witchcraft they were going to use.
I saw them placed on the scepter, and the sharp claws and nails of their right hand were scratched on the wrist of their left hand.
A swipe.
A deep cut appeared on the wrist of all three people at the same time......
However, after a long time, there was no bleeding.
Maybe I have been sleeping in the ground for a long time, and the blood has not flowed, or even decreased, and I can't bleed at the moment.
"Blood, blood......" The three of them spoke at the same time.
Burst!
The notch in his wrist suddenly spurted blood, spurting like a pillar, like a fountain......
It scared the hell out of me.
Originally, I thought it was bloodless, but I didn't expect that even their own blood could be controlled with words, which was really terrifying.
Blood splattered and fell to the ground, staining the moss and grass on the ground red.
But looking at their expressionless faces, they didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
They looked blankly ahead, at the prince.
One of the witches shouted: "Warriors who sleep in the ground with blood, you can smell the breath of blood, this is the blood of your people, the people you are guarding are facing the slaughter of foreign tribes, your pure land of rest is being trampled by the enemy, your children and grandchildren need your protection, awake." ”
"What?" the prince was finally taken aback, and said in disbelief, "Could it be that the information I got was wrong?
He stared at the four giants opposite him with wide eyes, and waited for the battle.
The second witch cried out, "The blood is flowing like a river, and the blood is soaking your bones, and you don't feel it, and this is the blood of your people, and they are praying, they are crying, they are calling, they need your protection, awake." ”
The prince frowned slightly, and his face, which had not changed after Taishan collapsed forward, finally had a trace of solemnity.
But it's just dignified, maybe it's thinking about countermeasures, if there really are multiple giants, how should he deal with it?
He's waiting......
Waiting for the prayer of the third witch.
Waiting for the third witch to finish praying, is there really a giant resurrected from the ground?
Woowoowoo......
There was a whining in the sky, like the wind, and as if someone was crying in a low voice.
The third witch prayed: "Don't cry, don't cry, you are not weak, you are the patron saint of the human race, although the body is dead, but the heroic spirit is not scattered, stand up." ”
There was a rumbling sound, and the earth shook and the mountains shook......
I saw that the ground was cracked, one by one, shocking, I saw the ground crack for the first time, and it was condescending, looking down from the air, so it was very clear.
The next moment, a pair of huge hand bones stretched out from the crack, clinging to the edge of the crack, and then pulling.
The crack was propped open.
One by one, the skeletons stood up.
Huge skeletons, those are supposed to be the skeletons that these giants turned into when they died.
Each skeleton was stained with bright red blood, which should be the blood of the three witches.
This should be where witchcraft works.
"Fight, patron saints of the human race, warriors of the human race, there are bones and spirits, flesh and blood, thousands of years ago, your flesh and blood turned into dirt, thousands of years later, the soil turned into flesh and blood, casting your indestructible body of the god of war. ”
With a word, the mountains shook again......
The dirt on the ground flew towards the skeletons.
Dust covered the sky, like a tornado, circling around all the skeletons, enveloping them inside.
The soil adheres to the white bones, accumulating layer by layer, layer by layer.
The body slowly takes shape, and the muscles slowly expand.
The gods of war of the earth, in an instant, stood in front of me......
"Roar!"
After it was formed, the earth god of war roared in the sky, like an undefeated god of war, standing up to the sky.
After roaring, he rushed towards the prince and his gang.
Wild galloping, heaven and earth tremble.
This is the warrior of the Terrans, the patron saints of the Terrans.
Even if the corpse is decomposing and turning to dirt.
But the bones remained, and the heroic spirits were also left in the bones, and the flesh turned to dirt, and after hearing the call of the tribe, they still stood up, fighting for the Terrans, fighting for the people......
The prince's eyes were full of shock, presumably this scene was something he had never seen before.
But apart from shock, there was no panic.
On the contrary, he was a little more calm, perhaps he was glad that these were not real giants, but just the bones of giants...... 2k reading web