Chapter 117: The Battle of Harogas (2)
Boom!
Bang bang bang!!
A bang was followed by a burst of bangs.
The frenzied attack of the Suicide Servant immediately inflicted huge losses on the barbarian legions that rushed to the front.
Those scattered white bone fragments could easily penetrate the protection of gold-level equipment, and many soldiers were torn to shreds by the successive explosions before they could react.
"Mage! Mages! Snowstorm! Come on! β
"Remote support! We need fire cover! β
"Paladin! Anti-freezing aura! β
"Hammer Reaper! Be careful with the soles of your feet!! β
The battlefield was immediately plunged into chaos, and the numerical superiority of the army of Hell was rapidly being brought into play.
The early advantage of the human army is being equalized and even counterattacked little by little.
On the other side, high in the sky of the battlefield, the legendary powerhouses had a tacit understanding to move all the battles here, so as not to spread the terrifying aftermath of their battles to the battle line on their own side.
Quarkek had doubled in size since he had just doubled in size, and now he had become a giant nearly ten meters tall, standing in the clouds like a god, single-handedly resisting the attacks of the three Legendary Cultivators.
The other two also unfolded their original forms, engaged in fierce battles with their opponents.
The current situation seems to be evenly balanced, but in fact, Quarkek knows that although his power is strong, it is far from the point of containing the three legendary powerhouses.
Although it seemed that the two sides were in contact with each other now, it only took a moment to consume him, and he had to slow down the pace of the battle to continue the existence of the original prototype.
If that happens, one of the three Legendary Cultivators besieging him will inevitably go to Clough or McCass for trouble.
Feeling the power flowing through his body, Quarkek turned his head slightly and looked at Xue Hua, who was standing quietly and solemnly at the city below.
Then, with a wild roar, the power of the hammer skyrocketed and a terrifying wind around his body!
Whirlwind Slash!
The ultimate skill of the Barbarian Combat System!
The Marquin brothers and ice mage Marven who were besieging her had to retreat temporarily.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qualkik suddenly pulled out a strange statue from his inventory and threw it into the air.
"Ancestors! Give me a hand! β
Qualkek's roar made the Marquin brothers, who were barbarian traitors, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly their faces changed dramatically.
Almost without hesitation, the two turned around and fled.
Marven of the Frost Plague stayed in place for a moment, a little unclear about the situation.
At this moment, a sharp white rainbow that penetrated the heavens and the earth suddenly fell from the sky, slashing towards Marven like a bolt of lightning!
Scold!
The scraping sound of the blade cutting through the metal armor sounded in mid-air, and a thin straight line suddenly appeared in the body of Marven floating in the air!
Click! Click!
Marven's body shattered and turned into a sky of white frost that spread in all directions in midair.
On the other side, the real Marven appeared beside the Maqueen brothers with a pale face.
"Damn it! What is that?! He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the Marquin brothers, who had fled for their lives early, and then looked at the three figures who suddenly appeared beside Qualkik not far away with a shocked gaze.
Just now, it was the figure holding a long sword and a shield, and he almost killed him with a sword!
"Goo...... "The younger brother of the Marquin brothers swallowed hard, and the older brother explained in a hoarse voice.
"That's the holy relic of the clanβthe Ancestral Icon!"
"I can't believe that Qualkek actually used all this holy relic!"
"yes... Is... Unbelievable! β
"Damn it! You explain it to me! What the hell is going on! β
Marven roared at the brothers with an ugly face, he was almost slashed by a sword by this "Ancestor Icon" just now.
Naturally, there is no good mood right now.
The Marquin brothers glanced at him, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
"The Ancestral Icon houses the projections of the souls of the three Ancestors on the top of Mount Arret, and they are equivalent to the souls of the three Ancestors in the Ancestral Trial, where the trialists will face."
"It's just that because it's a soul projection, they can't exert their full power, but this is terrifying enough, if this holy statue has been placed in our clan's holy land for a long enough time and has enough ancestral souls to nourish, then the power they exert will never be under the legendary powerhouse!"
"You mean... All three guys have legendary powers?! β
Marven's face became even more ugly.
The earth-shattering sword just now almost scared his guts, and such a pervert actually came three at once?!
Oh, my God!
Quarkek itself is tough enough to deal with!
Plus these three perverts, how can this battle be fought?!
However, just when Marven was retreating in his heart, the Marquin brothers suddenly spoke again: "However, the existence of these three ancestors has a time limit, and it will not exceed an hour at most, as long as we can carry this hour, there is no means for Harogas to make a move." β
"Yes, the three ancestors were confined to the top of Mount Arret, and even the Demon God did not dare to face their edge in the first world, how could such a powerful existence be summoned at will?
The Ancestral Icon will be reduced by three points with a single power, as long as we can drag through this summoning and wait until the next time... Be careful! β
Before the Maquin brothers could finish their words, a flying axe wrapped in the power of wind and thunder roared towards them!
Without saying a word, the two brothers quickly dodged to both sides, and Marven also dodged the sudden axe attack with a teleportation.
However, the Maqueen brothers did not show a relaxed look on their faces after dodging this attack, but looked around more nervously.
Suddenly, a thunderbolt smashed down from the clouds in mid-air towards the location that Marven had just teleported to, as if he knew in advance that he would appear there, and smashed into Marven's shield with great accuracy!
Bang!
"What......"
Marven was almost distraught, and he forcibly launched the teleportation again dangerously, dodging the lightning that suddenly appeared at the last moment.
The lightning bolt struck the air, and in mid-air it reverted to another throwing axe, which flew backwards into the hands of one of the ancestors along with the previous flying axe.
"Be careful! That's Patriarch Madoc! His original was a prophecy, and he could easily predict the opponent's flaws and dodge locations, so it was best not to use teleportation to deal with him! β
The Maguien brothers' faces were solemn, and the primordial power on their bodies was slowly steaming, and they had obviously entered a serious state.
Ice Mage Marven snorted coldly with an ugly face, being forced so embarrassed by the two barbarian ancestors in a row made him feel a sense of humiliation that he was treated as a soft persimmon.
He raised the dark gold orb in his hand, and gray-white frost quickly spread out around him.