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Chapter 967 The plague girl is over, the Lord of Plague is down! (Wanna reward plus 3)

Cyrella throws fireballs, rings and walls of fire everywhere.

Gretel leaned against her, sticking out the screen of mental power, and kept throwing all kinds of bacteria-killing techniques.According to the content of "Infectious Diseases" in the previous life, all the pathogenic bacteria came one by one, even the germs on the cattle were not spared.

what?
Virus infection?
Let's kill him, he really can't memorize the structure of the virus, and it's impossible to lock it with mental power.Let's talk about this stuff after he rubbed out the electron microscope. Anyway, after killing the main pathogenic bacteria, the power of the plague girl can be reduced by more than half.

He was fighting desperately, and the Golden Eagle fighters also flew from outside the battlefield at full speed to join the battle.

The fighting power of these Golden Eagle fighters is not comparable to that of the tribal fighters with two legs striding forward and wielding tomahawks and clubs bitterly.They lightly waved the weapons in their hands, and one after another air blades flew out, bright and sharp, showing their sharpness:
Each strike can annihilate a large part of the plague girl's black mist.

What's even more frightening is that a faint golden flame is burning on every fighter, and every time the wings flap, golden streams of fire fly out from the wingtips.

Wherever it burns, there will be a bang of black air, burning blazingly.In terms of momentum, the fireball thrown by Rilla was much smaller than that of Jin Yan, but the burning efficiency was not lower than hers at all.

In addition to the Golden Eagle Warrior, the God of the Kestrel, the God of the Buffalo, and the God of the Great River on the ground, as well as the totem gods, large and small.All that can be lifted into the sky have already tried their best to rise.Pulling high, swooping, chasing and intercepting, trying to kill the plague girl——

Even King Baijiao, with his strongest descendants, tried to raise his head, exhaling breath after breath.Every time a ball exploded, a terrible scream and excited cheers would sound in Gretel's perception:

Go!

For the tribe!

Kill the plague girl, kill her, so that she can no longer hurt the children of the tribe!

Gretel concentrated on throwing the pathogenic bacteria killing technique, one block, one block, and another block, trying to wipe out the remaining forces of the plague girl.Cerilla led him around in the air, twice, and suddenly poked him:

"Hey!"

"how?"

"The devil has escaped! Shall we hunt it down?"

This is... don't you even want to say the name of "Plague Girl"?However, that dementor-like appearance is really not worthy of the name "Plague Girl".Moreover, now that even the dementors have been broken up, they are even more unworthy...

The corner of Gretel's mouth twitched, and he followed the direction of Cerilla's finger and looked from afar.A thin black air sticks to the ground, fleeing quickly, the kestrel god gathers his wings, swoops down at high speed, and chases after him.

And behind the God of Kestrel, six Golden Eagle fighters formed an array, their bodies were shrouded in a faint shadow of the Golden Eagle, and they were also chasing quickly.Behind the golden eagle, the totem gods and warriors swarmed up...

"What are they doing?"

"It seems to be grabbing something..."

Gretel looked at it from a distance, not very interested.What is there to grab for the plague girl?Mosquitoes, flies, fleas and bugs?
Thanks, if he had a bottle of insecticide in his hand, he'd rather press the button, spray it all in one go, and kill the whole thing.As for the legendary ecological balance, what kind of ecological balance?
What ecological balance is important to having my mood and vision clean?

As for the bacteria—please, pathogenic bacteria or something, if the magician of the plague branch saw it, he would really be overjoyed and call his friends to rush to grab it.But in Gretel's view, forget it, he would rather collect slowly and cultivate in the laboratory slowly.

Anyway, a large number of them have been cultivated in his laboratory, right?

"Forget it, so many people rushed up, they should be able to beat that devil to death..." Taking care of Cerilla's mood, Gretel also referred to "Plague Girl" as "that devil":
"Let's sweep up its residue and stop robbing it. A devil should have nothing to rob—huh?"

His heart suddenly jumped heavily.It seemed that something was about to move, eager to come out—Gretel subconsciously raised the oak stick, and stabbed straight ahead, towards the direction in which the plague girl was fleeing.

The head of the staff flashed.The little snake that had ate the power of the female snake before, and had been sleeping, suddenly appeared on the oak stick.

The petite and slender body has grown from one foot to three feet, and every snake scale is shining like a jewel.It wraps its tail around the front end of the oak stick, supports its body and stretches forward as far as possible, and the snake letter is like lightning:
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Eat! Eat! Eat!"

"What to eat?"

"eat!"

This little snake is probably not a fool...

Gretel has a headache.It can't hit but can't hit, scold and can't scold, communicate with mental power, it only knows "eat, eat, eat"...

Gretel tried to straighten the oak stick, and the little snake bent down immediately, forming an upside-down "L" shape with the oak stick; then turned the oak stick around, and the little snake instantly reversed its direction, coiling and flicking, to the original direction. The direction of lasing out.

That's fine, no matter what it wants to eat, it's in the direction of the plague girl...Great looked at Cerilla inquiringly:

"It wants to go over there to grab something to eat. Let's go there?"

"Fine!"

Cirella hugged Gretel's waist again, adjusted her direction, and shot forward quickly.The hot wind was blowing past their ears, and it didn't take long before they passed the soldiers chasing down below, and a group of low-level totem gods, and rushed to the front line:
The phantom of the eagle beside the Golden Eagle Warrior, and the huge Kestrel God, are stalking left and right, trying to chase and kill.On the ground, a group of black shadows rushed left and right, whirled against the ground for a while, shot at high speed for a while, and dived into the ground for a while...

The terrain ahead is extremely complex, dense forests, torrents, waterfalls, swamps, criss-crossing.The eagle and the kestrel pounced continuously, but they couldn't complete their efforts in one battle. They could only tear off bits and pieces of black energy from the plague girl.

Cerilla and Gretel arrived quickly, Kestrel glanced back, ignored them, and attacked vigorously.However, the eagle uttered a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and the feathers on its neck swelled up, as if to demonstrate to him.

"Are you going now?" Gretel stroked the impatient little snake on the oak stick, and communicated with it in a low voice:
"The fight over there hasn't finished yet, let's wait for a while? They are all very strong. I can't beat them, and you can't beat them either, right? Do you want to wait for them to finish fighting and then go up and pick some?"

"No need!" Serila interrupted suddenly.She tugged Gretel hard:

"We fought so hard, why let them take advantage of it! We also have the strength to fight head-on! Let's go!"

She inhaled, exhaled, opened her voice, and howled.In the howling sound, the silver-blue eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, and even thin, dragon scale-like lines appeared on the side of the cheeks.

This Miss Yinlong, using her strongest oppressive force in her human form, declared with all her strength:

"I am coming!"

The Golden Eagle and the Kestrel looked at each other, and they parted tacitly, making way for a path.Cerilla took a few steps forward, raised her hand and pointed:
"brush!"

A huge, semi-circular wall of fire unfolded in the extreme distance.Even though the flames condensed and did not spew out violently, the black air near the wall of fire retracted instantly and drilled downwards.In Gretel's perception, there was a sharp wail at the same time.

The golden eagle and the kestrel attacked at the same time.Gretel did not follow, but put the oak stick on the ground, bowed his head, closed his eyes, and started to perceive:

The green leaves on the top of the staff swayed, wave after wave, conveying Gretel's thoughts.Tell the forest, tell the shrubs, tell the weeds, tell the weeds swaying in the streams, and the soft green algae in the marshes:

tell me where it is!
tell me where it is!
That is the enemy, the enemy of nature, the destroyer!Trees, weeds, insects, birds and beasts, point out its location for me, and together with me, strangle its remaining power!

The misty greenness rises from Grete, interweaving and resonating with the surrounding nature.Gradually, the surrounding terrain appeared clearly in his meditation field of vision:
Where are the green trees rising from the ground, where are the streams where fish and shrimp swim, where are the rocky cliffs, and where are the black swamps.Where there is a huge ring of fire, where there are bright or dark forces constantly attacking...

"Here it is!"

Gretel opened his eyes suddenly.At the same time, the little snake flew out, turning into a stream of black and white light, and directly plunged into the center of the black light.

When I rushed in, it was still the thickness of chopsticks, less than a foot long, and when it was rolled up, it was a small strip the size of a palm. After rushing to the center of the black light, it suddenly opened its mouth.The little snake's kiss was opened wide, 45 degrees, 60 degrees, 90 degrees, 145 degrees...

It opened bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and it tore a bite out of the black light and swallowed it into the stomach.Immediately afterwards, another mouthful, another mouthful, and another mouthful...

"Eat less! Beware of being hit!"

Gretel concentrated his mind and tried to remind him.The little snake paused, its body suddenly became illusory, it burrowed into the ground and disappeared.Huh, it's okay, I know how to avoid...

Gretel just breathed a sigh of relief, it came out from another place, with a bulging body, rushed into the black air, and took another breath.

Gretel closed his eyes helplessly.You are too brave, although the plague girl was beaten so hard that she couldn't hold her head up, there are two others!
Fortunately, the golden eagle and the kestrel beat the dog, no, it depends on the owner when they beat the snake, and they tolerated the little snake to the greatest extent.They fell to the ground, burying their heads in eating, without looking at the little snake.

Of course, from Gretel’s point of view, this is mostly due to the fact that the war has entered the final stage, and if you don’t eat it, there will be nothing...

All in all, the little snake ate east and west, until it ate itself into a three-meter-long python with a bowl-thin mouth, without being attacked by any.

Finally, it straightened around and around, a bit like a body covered with a pile of tires, and threw itself on Gretel.Turned straight into a streamer, rushing into his meditation world...

"Grete! Grete!—Grete hold on!!!"

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