The Emperor is Above

Chapter 201 The Nagging Black Mystic Servant and the Regretful Panshe Prince
"puff--"

Hearing this feminine voice, Panshegong was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Until now he still doesn't understand why this group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures would attack him?
The notorious third-grade vicious bird actually obeyed the command of the little boy from Guqiu and launched a brutal and brutal killing against the coalition of wild people. The reason behind this is really puzzling.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the cat ghost god senior servant finally brought the Black Mystic Divine Servant. Panshe Gong was immediately surprised and anxious and urged: "Black Mystic Divine Servant, you finally arrived, come and help!"

At this time, there were two black cats standing dozens of feet away. The one behind was the high-level servant of the Cat Ghost God. It left the coalition last night to welcome the Black Xuan God Servant.

I didn't expect that the battle situation would change so drastically after just one night away. Now I was looking at the battlefield with a face full of anxiety and fear.

With its strength as a fourth-grade exotic beast, it is of course qualified to die in battle against a large number of third-grade ferocious birds, but it cannot help but take part in the battle.

The black cat standing in front is the Black Mystic Divine Servant, also a very strong black cat, about three feet long, with shiny black fur and sharp claws. At first glance, you might think it is a small black panther.

Compared to the soft and thin voice of the high-level servant of the cat ghost god, Hei Xuan's voice, although soft, is more like that of a normal person, and even his expression is very humanized.

It glanced at the tragic battlefield in surprise, and stepped forward to fight against the dragon vultures that attacked one after another with Lord Panshe, but kept asking in surprise: "Lord Panshe, your Black Wind Tribe is so powerful, why did you only send you to Jiming Lake to help?

The high priest should at least pray to the Black Wind God to send out a few black warriors, if not more priests to protect us. You can't even beat a Lone Hill Sergeant right now, isn't this a big mistake?"

"How could I have known that a vassal of the highest rank would have such incredible luck? With his own strength alone and the four dragon claw locust tree spirits, the lone hill burial ground would have been flattened by me long ago."

Panshegong was almost driven crazy by the nagging of the Black Mystic Divine Servant. He resisted the huge claws of a dragon eagle and said in a voice full of resentment,
"The black warriors sent by my god were dispatched by the high priest to attack the fifteen cities in the southeast of Xing State. The high priest has a far-sighted strategy, how can you and I guess it?

Besides, this group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures suddenly flew here this morning and attacked our army for no apparent reason. If you could have gotten here in time, there wouldn't have been so many unexpected events."

"hey-hey!"

The Black Mystic Divine Servant was rudely rebuked by the Panshe Lord and could not help but smile awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, I met a crazy woman on the way here, and we had a fight for no apparent reason, and then I accidentally got lost."

At the moment when the Black Mystic Divine Servant was nagging, many people from the wild people's coalition were killed by the Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle, including more than a dozen totem warriors under the command of Panshe Lord.

Even the twenty giant warriors who were guarding the witch's spell were covered in blood in order to resist the attacks of the three-headed dragon eagle. Two of the giant warriors were killed on the spot by the dragon eagle.

Seeing this, Lord Panshe shouted angrily and urged, "Black Mystic Divine Servant, the battle situation is urgent now. Don't use all your strength to repel this group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures, otherwise this whole army will be completely destroyed."

"Hey, let's talk after the war is over!"

After being urged by Panshegong, the Black Mystic Divine Servant felt a little ashamed. He finally stopped talking and concentrated on fighting the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture.

Relying on the powerful strength of a second-grade exotic beast and its faster agility, the Black Xuan Divine Servant jumped more than ten feet high in the air and landed on the back of a dragon vulture, biting and tearing with its sharp claws and teeth.

The defensive power of the dragon vulture's feathers is extremely strong. An intermediate totem warrior could not break through its softest belly even if he tried his best. Even an advanced totem warrior could only cause minor injuries by a full-strength sneak attack.

At this moment, under the attack of the minions of the Black Mystic God, it was as fragile as a piece of soft duck down. Its feathers flew everywhere, and large pieces of flesh and blood fell off. The boiling blood of the dragon vulture dripped onto the wasteland, igniting the dead grass.

"Wow—"

The dragon eagle fell heavily to the ground in the wasteland with a miserable wail. Seeing this, several other dragon eagles rushed to rescue it. The Black Mystic Divine Servant did not bother to kill the injured dragon eagle. It used its absolute advantage of speed to injure the dragon eagles that came to rescue it one after another. Such a powerful fighting power attracted the attention of all the dragon eagles on the battlefield.

"Wow—"

"cry--"

The twenty-seven dragon vultures that still maintained relatively complete combat effectiveness left behind the enemies they were facing at the moment and flew towards the direction of the Black Mystic Divine Servant.

Ten dragon vultures dragged their injured and unable-to-fly companions toward the solitary hill, while the remaining seventeen dragon vultures launched a frantic siege on the Black Mystic Servant.

The loud cries of ferocious birds, the howling of black cats, the blazing strange fire, the flying dragon and eagle feathers, the flowing hot blood, and the splattered flesh and blood made this battlefield look particularly tragic.

Even though the Black Mystic Divine Servant was at the level of a second-grade exotic beast, he was still stretched to the limit when facing the siege of seventeen powerful dragon vultures, and could only barely protect himself.

"Hei Xuan Divine Servant, we are here to help you!"

When Panshe Gong saw that the Black Mystic Servant could still hold on despite the siege of seventeen dragon vultures, he was immediately surprised and urged the seriously injured Panshe and Beast Soul Warriors to come to help.

Without waiting for them to join the battle, the ten dragon vultures that had sent their companions back to the lonely hill returned to the battlefield and launched another attack on Panshe Gong, Panshe, Beast Soul Warriors, and high-level divine servants.

"Meow--"

The high-level servant of the Cat Ghost God let out a scream and joined the battlefield with the strength of a fourth-grade exotic beast. No matter how careful he was, he could not escape death and was killed by a dragon eagle in the blink of an eye.

The Black Xuan Divine Servant was indifferent to the death of the Black Cat Senior Divine Servant. His agile expression was extremely cold at this moment. Fighting against the seventeen-headed angry Dragon Vulture, he had to concentrate all his strength even if it was at the second level.

Immediately afterwards, the Beast Soul Warrior, who had already been exhausted, could no longer hold on under the advantageous attack of the two Dragon Vultures, and his entire bloated body was crushed by the sharp claws of the Dragon Vultures.

When his friendly soldiers around him died one after another, Panshegong also fell into an extremely dangerous situation. If it weren't for Panshe's crazy attack that attracted the main attention of these dragon vultures, he would have been killed long ago.

Looking around at the decreasing number of high-end combat forces on the battlefield, Panshe Gong roared madly again: "Wu Xiang, how long do you have to wait for your ghost king to summon witchcraft?"

Now Panshegong is really regretting his decision. If he had known that there would be such consequences today, he would have attacked Solitary Hill yesterday despite the huge casualties.

He had wanted to gain victory at the lowest cost, but unexpectedly the 50,000 wild folk coalition forces suffered heavy casualties, with most of the coalition's high-end combat power being killed, and even the totem warriors of the Black Wind Tribe under his command suffered heavy losses.

"Wow—"

The Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures, which had been attacking frantically, suddenly let out a scream and flapped their wings to fly high to avoid the fierce battlefield.

The battlefield was shrouded in blood-colored mist at some point, with its cold silence and bloody smell, which made the sensitive Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures feel extremely uneasy, and they all flew higher into the sky.

When Panshe Gong saw this scene, he immediately laughed wildly towards the sky in surprise: "Hahaha, Wu Xiang Shangwu finally completed the summoning technique of the Ghost King's Dharma Body."

(End of this chapter)