Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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The brilliant beam pierced the dim clouds! The phantom of the gods presented a crown of gold!

The Withered Bones clan is composed of a group of druids who believe in Skerrit. The culture of their clan is closely related to religious worship and sacrificial activities. From birth, each horse has lived in this unique religious atmosphere and thrived under the influence of the Skerrit faith.

Therefore, when the priest saw the illusion of the magic and structure performed by Painhurs, the druids trembled with excitement and wept bitterly! Some of the elderly sacrifices were even more tearful, and they knelt on the battlefield piously! Welcome a new generation of champions of the God's Choice!

They once thought that they might not see the rise of the horses. However, after hundreds of terrible winters, at the end of these old men's lives, their gods finally heard their pious and desperate call! For the entire race, crowned the new supreme king.

"Chief! This may be a scam! Maybe Painhurs has captured the advanced method of the priest profession after defeating the sacred fire! It is secretly learning how to inspire divine art without us!"

An elderly withered man and horse stretched out a big scrawny hand. Grasping Abhuos's shoulders tightly, shaking vigorously, awakening him from his trance.

"Moreover, he has a group of human priests in captivity! Yes, he uses divine magic, but that may not be given by Skerrit!"

"Joke! That was the three-ring magical technique just now! Three-rings! Who can reach the level of using the three-ring magical arts in just three months? Not only that, for three months, his magician's ability to cast spells has remained constant. Going crazy! Do you think this is possible?"

Chief Withered Bones was excited, and every hair on his body was trembling gently.

"You can't go wrong, the person in the prophecy is Painhus! He was crowned the true Supreme King by our god!"

"The High King! The High King! The High King!"

The druids excitedly raised the staff and weapons in their hands to applaud the birth of the new king.

Not only the Withered Bones clan of the sacred stick, Painhurs’s exquisite speech, coupled with the vivid illusion, and the mysterious and dangerous chaotic energy, even his allies were frightened by this vision. Not light.

"The High King! The High King! The High King!!!"

The loyal Bloodfury and Fearless also raised the halberd in their hands high, corresponding to the excited roar of the Withered Bone Clan. Gradually, even the Howling Warlock was infected by this frenetic wave and joined the cheers!

The reversal of the bones caught the descendants of God by surprise. The Six Hundred Forbidden Army was originally divided into two parts, and took the lead in moving towards the two wings of Pain Hess, trying to cooperate with the Druids of Abhus, and encircling the **** assault troops on three sides.

However, Pain Hess immediately divided his army into two halves, facing the front of the imperial army. With the allegiance of Abhuos, the Withered Bones clan also divided into two teams, chasing the assaulting Jinlu army!

At this moment, the two imperial troops were surrounded by blood, rage and withered bones!

In front is a blood-colored banner, a terrifying halberd, and a brutal and bloodthirsty roar, overshadowing the thunder! Behind him is a fanatical religious believer, one after another contains the magic pulse of terrifying power!

"Sure enough, this trick can only deceive the religious sacrifices of the bones. Al'Akir's howling men and horses are infected by the frenetic atmosphere, and the gold-run forbidden troops are completely indifferent to my performance."

Painhurs made a cut. Mobilize the vast arcane energy within the flesh and blood. The icy chill was condensed between his five fingers.

The Bloodwrath Chief emptied his five fingers and raised his left hand above his head again. This time, the piercing cold wind from Ling Ling pushed more silver ash clouds and came from afar. Condensed in the sky above the golden shoes in an instant. The imperial army only felt cold all over, and raised their heads in surprise-the majestic rain, after passing through the cold arcane clouds, instantly froze into terrifying ice.

"Papa!"

A palm-sized piece of ice fell from the sky and hit a soldier's head heavily. He covered his head painfully. Before he could react, another larger piece of ice fell from the sky, and fell heavily on the left shoulder of the Forbidden Army. The sturdy Eastern scale armor smashed into a terrifying depression! Inside the armor, there was the sound of broken bones.

"Papa! Papa! Papa!!!"

The endless piercing ice, driven by the will of the white horse, condense and fall in the clouds, like a majestic torrential rain of ice, dense to a line of solid ice, instantly banning three hundred troops. , Completely submerged.

"It's now! Charge!!"

Painhurs blew the charging trombone, and the blood fury barbarian immediately roared and charged forward. The sound of five hundred cavalry trampling the grassland was enough to change the color of the most brave warrior!

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, a thunderous and terrifying roar erupted from the Forbidden Army. The blood rage soldiers charged at full speed, as if hitting an invisible wall, draped in heavy armor, a terrifying body of up to a ton, were lifted high into the air!

The heavy spear thrown from the back row also turned over in the rain. It either fell to the ground weakly or turned around. In turn, it fell into the **** and angry army: as if there were dozens of invisible ones. The air shock wave turned the first wave of blood-raged barbarians and the spears that covered the sky and the sun, and the blasters turned their backs on their backs!

"Wither bones betrayed! Abhuos is a traitor! Kill it! Tell the High King the news!"

The Jinlu Forbidden Army, after repelling the first wave of Bloodfury's offensive, immediately turned his head to tear the battlefront of the withered bones, and wanted to return to Toria's side. However, thousands of vines, like a series of blue human-eating pythons, winding and winding among their six limbs and hundreds of skeletons!

The druids were once again in the rain curtain, tearing open the leaves of green leaves entwined with thorns, the vigorous summoning circle, the messy and bloodthirsty wolf howling became louder and louder, and the cruel and cunning prairie wolves rode on golden shoes. When they were unable to move, they bit their six limbs and a hundred skeletons!

"The siege ring, the energy protection of the ice pattern-cut! Abhuos! The treatment is left to yours!"

The Bloodfury Chief was jealous with the luxurious equipment of the imperial army, and once again summoned the blizzard, the cold winter wind, wrapped in dense ice, once again fell from the sky!

At the same time, the corners of the eyes of the wind howling warlocks flashed with tyrannical currents. They raised their arms and released a stern electric light towards the Forbidden Army! The ice, thorns, thunder and lightning, and three-sided attack hurriedly beat the imperial army, they didn't even know. Which scroll should be torn open to defend against the triple attack.

Relying on the cover of magic, the brutal soldier finally rushed to the golden mask. They waved their two-handed halberd, and slammed heavily on the big shield that was overwhelming.

The Jinlu Forbidden Army and Blood Fury are the most powerful and top-notch melee units. However, the imperial army was more sophisticated equipment, spears, shields, and chain armor covering the whole body, which made the offensive and defensive one, almost invulnerable.

What's more, every forbidden army is a veteran of the Hundred Wars that Tolia personally selected. Every man and horse is an elite of the elite.

The **** fury and fearless equipment is not as sophisticated as the Jinlu Forbidden Army. There is no support from strange objects and scrolls. However, they are more bloodthirsty and wild. And more people!

In the face of long-range strikes, Fearless will raise a backup shield to defend against arrows in the sky. However, after entering the personal hand-to-hand combat, these lunatics will abandon all defenses, waving heavy halberds with both hands, drawing a deadly arc in the air!

"Painhurs! Look west! Coles' people are rushing back!"

With his excellent perception, Abhuos found the reinforcements of the golden shoes. Those three golden horses and horses walked around the empty western grassland for two times, only to find a few werewolf scouts—those **** things disguised as ordinary prairie wolves, but the animal companions of the predators were due to heavy rain. , Fell on the shoulders of the werewolf.

Whose eagle would squat on the shoulders of wolves? ! And in the center of this group of prairie wolves, there is a huge brown bear. On the furry back, a black wolf with soaring braids is lying there, snoring...

Three thousand gold shoes quickly broke up this small-scale scout unit. They looked around and made sure that there were no enemies. After they shouted deceived, Coles took the army of gold shoes and quickly returned to help!

"Don't worry about the hard bones of the Forbidden Army! You entangle him! The rest follow me! Kill Tolia and everything will end!!!"

The Bloodwrath Chief wielded his halberd, and under the horrible offensive of a forbidden army, like a violent storm, he was defeated. If it were not for that invisible mage armor, and his keen intuition, he had been resisting and avoiding the spurs of the spear, I am afraid that I would have been pierced with a few blood-colored holes!

In this upside-down situation, Painhurs was slightly relieved until two brutal soldiers came to support him. He wanted to leave all the spell slots to the terrifying mare-but the horror of the Jinlu Forbidden Army far exceeded his imagination.

If you don't use magic, relying on your own top-ranking terrifying power in the entire race, you will actually fall into a disadvantage in a one-on-one battle.

So, the same number of people is on the front battlefield. The black fangs who have won the Forbidden Army, how terrible they are...

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"hiss--"

A vertical pupil emitting azure blue light suddenly appeared in the rain curtain, and tore to the sides, and finally turned into an arcane door.

Elf Archmage: Aldwynn Chaoge, slowly stepping out of any door. The exquisite boots plunged deep into the muddy, wet sand.

"Elf stuff! How's the battle on the front line! We have black fangs, and we have been in the rain for a long time on the beach! When will it be our turn to do it!!! Our short spear is eager for blood!!!"

A tall and mighty horse, covered in fur, as dark as midnight, and deep, like a dark thunder, exploded in front of Chao Song.

A beautiful female head is pinned on his belt. However, the head was obviously larger than a normal human being-it was the head of a female centaur, the marshal of the imperial army with golden shoes, and the head of Gulvia.

The mage slightly raised his old chin, looking up at the dark executioner, at this moment, thousands of thunder snakes turned into upside-down giant thunder trees, roaring crazily in the cloud layer, venting their hatred and anger toward the sea!

The pale electric light shone eight hundred black fangs that were full of killing intent, shining even more eerie and terrible.

"He said, you can go."

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