Othua's War Banner

Chapter 496 0495: Gold Cast Badge
Without warning, a giant black wolf landed in the center of the chaotic outbreak, like a dark cloud rolling from the sky.

The soldiers of the kingdom and the tribal axemen with weapons all looked at him blankly.

At the same time, everyone was also wary of their original enemies. Among a group of tense souls, someone called out the name of Mr. Mahalu, and the leaders and adjutants of the tribe who heard the name pointed their weapons at the wolf rider who suddenly appeared. .

Ken has a high reputation among the people in southern Xinjiang.

But the aborigines in the north who didn't hear the news thought that he was also with Pistonke.

Ken rode a giant wolf and searched for the ghost in the crowd. The mask was integrated with the body, like a dense forest werewolf with high intelligence, but in terms of oppression alone, the dangerous aura he exuded was overwhelming. Too powerful.

[Hostile: Heili Iron Cavalry Lanxi]

The armor of the Pistonian cavalry is very expensive, and the patterns used on it are serious and grim.

Two tall and strong rhinoceros began to charge towards Ken. Their bodies also had alternating black and red skin like lava. The rider was also the embodiment of steel, with fearless eyes peeking out from the gaps in the full-face armor.

Hundreds of people got out of the way after hearing the sound of iron hooves shaking the ground. Everyone was afraid of the two-person giant rhinoceros.

Ken slowly turned Feilang's direction, as if he was facing two little pets who ran out of the tribe.

He calmly jumped off the saddle, neither dodging nor evading, his body moved forward straight and slowly, while Feilang was already roaring and killing him while raising his battle axe, his two sharp claws were on the flesh and blood made of steel armor and magic. Deep marks were drawn on it.

Feilang leaped onto the head of a giant beast that was almost as big as himself, opened its bloody mouth and turned into a rider's nightmare.

The rider in front of Ken was not affected by the death of his companion, and Piston's military discipline and terrifying psychological quality were amazing.

His rhinoceros roared, and rushed straight to Ken, with horns that were thicker than winter pine at the bottom, and steel-forged horn blades were set on them.

Ken took a sudden step forward, the generous act of welcoming death made the audience's heart beat faster, but he didn't panic at all, and there was no rush in the action of raising his tomahawk and slashing down, as if he had already calculated the time and distance.

Lan Xi was very close, and the shadow and the cold light arrived at the same time.

The most opportune time.

Ken got [Skill: Heavy Ridge] after defeating [Tu Zhanwa] in the Gambling Arena of the Gods. His strength grew rapidly, and the value was ridiculously high. After the ax was raised high, it slashed downwards terrifyingly.

It landed in the middle of the monster's head in the blink of an eye.

The crowd beside them didn't realize what happened, as if they flickered for a moment.

Ken was pushed back half a step.

The head of the entire giant rhinoceros in front of him sank into the mud, and the incalculable impact inertia caused its entire body to tilt backwards. The steel armor rubbed off scattered sparks, and its flesh and blood disintegrated. It was worse than being hit by a rock hammer. To shock.

Then the impact surge was set off, and the snow dust was like shattered water, sending out ripples visible to the naked eye.

Ken directly split the giant beast's head in two, and then the rider was sent flying to the ground dozens of steps away, with black and purple smoke all over his body, as if some kind of contract with the mount had lost its effect .

Just as he was about to get up, he was shrouded in animal nature. When he raised his head, the blood-stained giant wolf teeth instantly covered everything.

The onlookers stared at Ken as if they were looking at a monster.

Although the lackeys of the empire hiding in the crowd were afraid, thousands of people crowded around them, and the defense lines of the northern tribes were so close...a rare good opportunity.

The spearman was short of breath. After confirming his eyes with his companions, they took out their short knives and pierced them into the flesh of the chariot beast. With the tragic hissing, a dozen of the mounts were frightened and rushed away with the huge chariot and catapult. position.

The defense line of the tribe in the north was knocked open, several people died on the spot, and the running dogs pretended to be innocent and ran forward, continuing to spread chaos.

Once again, there was a slight ripple in the stable situation.

Before the lackeys of the empire ran far, they felt a chill from the bottom up, as if something stuck to the soles of their feet, and after a few more moves, they were completely frozen in place, and then the biting cold and the frozen body The severe pain was transmitted.

Ken waved his arms and drew a restricted area where the chaos broke out.

He released the [Wolf Spirit], and the huge black beast spirit condensed into a flaming phantom, landed on all fours, and charged towards the pack beast, turning into a disillusioned shadow and dissipating when it was about to approach.

All human beings in this direction curled up and fell to the ground, trembling around themselves, as if being bitten by endless wild wolves, fear and despair pervaded the air.

The beasts running because of the pain were also paralyzed by the strong animal nature, and the desire to survive forced them to stop and retreat, or hibernate to avoid death.

As the human wall collapsed, the frozen sculptures behind were exposed in the center of the battlefield, some had lost consciousness, some were still struggling, and were loyal to the various city-states of the Pistonk Empire, as well as the bloody swords left behind from the chaos just now It's all clear at a glance.

Some people were injured and some people died in the tribal camp, and those warriors who were dazzled by anger rode forward to take revenge.

wow——

The city wall formed by the condensed frost rose from the ground.

"All stop!"

The order and some kind of terrifying intuition came at the same time, and the front bone knife charge barely stopped, only to find that there were ice picks growing on the ice wall, and the sharp point could not separate half of his head from his head.

He swallowed his saliva, and sweat mixed with mud flowed from both sides of the bridge of his nose.

Tribal War Jing arrived in a hurry wearing leather light armor, he was secretly relieved seeing that no casualties were caused, and when he stepped forward, he was also shocked by Ken wearing a mask and Feilang behind him.

When a rally was held in the ruins, his aura did not flinch in the face of all the ancient and god-inspired battle banners. Only when he felt it at a close distance did he realize how powerful it was.

"We also want to do the right thing, Ken... sir."

The leading brawny man contemplated for a while, and used a more subtle and awkward address. He really couldn't treat the people in front of him according to the etiquette revealed by God.

Ken didn't care about it, he pressed down his arm, and the ice wall collapsed.

He has proved with practical actions that he is different from Pistonke's camp, but he is not partial to the northern border. He wants order, so he uses the most effective means to achieve his goal.

Ken didn't answer, turned around and rolled onto the wolf's back, and walked forward amidst the courtesy of the northerners, commanding in a deep voice: "Go east, whoever moves will die."

The onlookers didn't dare to refute, they pulled up their luggage to salute, appease the frightened mounts, hugged each other's familiar faces, and moved towards the common moving direction of the crowd.

Tribal Zhanjing sighed, turned around and re-formed his own front.

He saw confusion and shock on the faces of his own people, sighed again, and looked at Ken's leaving back with a complicated expression.

This banner knows:

It only takes half a day... This man will become a legend on the cusp of public opinion.

……

Ken was riding on the back of the giant wolf, moving silently and quickly.

He advanced along the part where the two forces penetrated each other, and forcibly tore a clear path in the middle of the bloody and chaotic crowd. The black wolf spirit was like a judge walking on the battlefield.

Move to the ruins in the east and build a new defense line in the southern border.

Maharu is not an enemy, cooperate with him to re-establish order.

Two different orders spread among the various tribes of Palotusbi and the city-state kingdom in the southern border. It seems that they are in the same position as Ken moved, and the order is slowly established in it.

There were ominous fluctuations in the ruins, and the two strongest warriors seemed to be contending with some kind of force.

Ken and his huge black wolf became known to more and more people, and at the beginning they encountered troublesome black cavalry, but after being killed by him with cruel and shocking means, it became less and less.

Some mercenaries began to follow his footsteps, going westward with the moving crowd.

Ken is also looking forward to what kind of guy will be at the end of the chaos directing all of this. He seems to be able to read the other party's intentions and understand how the chaos will affect the northern border when combined with the wave of undead.

As resistance and chaos diminished, some forces loyal to Pistonk also began to move in the opposite direction, and the lines between the two sides became more and more obvious.

Ken rode the giant wolf over the hillside, and saw two people in the middle of two open areas.

Aaron was lying bloodied in a patch of snow, badly wounded and unconscious, and next to him was a strong adult alien horse—its owner was wearing an expensive and dignified knight's uniform, and seemed to be waiting for him.

The moment Ariel Moss saw the person coming from the hillside, he nodded with a dazed look on his face.

Even through the terrifying wolf-head mask, he can still recognize that this is the guy he saw in the wasteland, when he was standing with the leader of the Beishan Alliance called Sidi.

The last wave of people was separated, and an open space appeared in the middle, as if the curtain slowly opened on the battlefield full of corpses.

Nansen staggered back to Pistonke's team. His wounds were not small. There were clear scars on his shoulders and back, which were obviously scratches caused by some kind of precious war spear.

"Sorry, I'm ashamed..." He came to Ariel's horse and bowed his head.

But the commander of Pistonke didn't seem to care, he didn't even look at Nansen, but stared at the giant wolf on the mountain with a smile:

Ariel waved his hand and said softly:
"You did nothing wrong. Wars are always accompanied by victory and defeat. Some deaths are meaningless. You have preserved a powerful warrior for Pistonke. As a commander, I should be grateful."

The crystals in Ariel Moss' eyes were shining brightly, he smirked and said, "You can't beat it, it's normal, this guy is not simple."

Nansen gave a military salute without any excuse, and walked to the rear with his injuries.

Ariel pulled out the steel sword, pointed at Aaron at his feet, then slowly waved his forehand, aiming at the visitor on the hillside.

He did not expect that the chaos on the battlefield would be resolved so easily. After all, the conflicts between the southern border countries and the northern border could not be ignored by Rong Rong. The appearance of Maharu and the tolerance and cooperation of the warrings exceeded his expectations.

The Pistonk Empire has buried summoning nodes on the other side of the distant mountains, and the magic circles carried in the army are enough to frame the next round of transfer formations.

Ariel looked at the gradually diverting crowd, and it was still a while before the time he had planned. Unless the army magician summoned him, he could only plan to stick to it. Fortunately, Hawser and Frengundo did not show up ...

He thought of a better way to delay time, so the scene just happened.

Kane galloped forward on the mighty Faewolf, while Pistonk's commander moved with the steel sword hilt in his hand.

They quickly swept past the fleeing people on both sides, like a long embrace of meteors falling in front of the lake, colliding with lightning-like majestic and powerful residual forces.

The violent wind brought about by the collision raged on the plain, the snow was lifted, and the withered grass and long-quiet bones were also blown away.

The onlookers felt the turbulence, and their hearts were beating wildly.

Feilang fell backwards, then stood up grinning, staring at the horse in the distance and charging.

Ken was holding the battle axe, and Ariel was already in a stalemate with each other in the center.

The sparks produced by the collision are more colorful and dazzling than the fireflies in summer. The powerful forces cancel each other out and suppress each other. The energy contained on the battle ax is really terrifying, and it faintly presses the edge of the steel sword and moves downward.

Ken had the upper hand in the collision, but he was severely shocked in his heart.

He first chose the battle ax because sword weapons had no advantage in the rough northern border, but the opponent in front of him resisted the slashing attack with the help of enchantment and unknown specific sword skills.

Ken tried to use Wolf Spirit, and the other party seemed to activate some kind of magic, and the two forces exploded.

They each took a few steps back, the bite of the beast and the footsteps and exclamation of the crowd became the best applause from the audience.

Ken threw the battle ax fiercely at the opponent, and the steel sword exploded orange-red sparks, and the ripples of the shock were clearly visible in the air. During the moment when the weapon was knocked out, he used his skills to flicker to the side, becoming a The cloud covering the enemy's head, while reaching out...

The battle ax returned to control, and the powerful slashing force overwhelmed the spinning reaction force, and slashed at the opponent's head.

Ken frowned, his concentration intense.

Because Ariel's dodging action has already appeared, his eyes seemed to be invisible when he turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge.

Dawn and dusk fell in the middle of the snow with destruction, accompanied by vibrations, and shocking cracks... The black smoke after the wolf spirit's enchantment also escaped, as if a pitch-black storm rose in place.

Ariel's shoulder was scratched by the blade-like air wave, and the surface of the armor alternated between light and dark, which seemed to absorb part of the impact.

The expression he looked at Ken was also a bit complicated, and the relaxed and freehand expression disappeared in an instant.

Ken mastered the [Ancient Combat Technique] and was able to compete with him in close combat. Then all the dark wolf spirits erupted, and the black phantoms gradually gathered on the surface of his body, like shallow flames, blowing with the wind. flutter...

Ariel waved his hand to the side without giving in at all.

The steel sword in his hand is black and gold, and it once pierced into the heart of a giant dragon...

(End of this chapter)