I'm building the perfect territory in the mist.

Chapter 95 The Green-Skinned Frenzy, Flattening the Temple!

A dozen minutes later.

Hundreds of meters in the air, a shadow spread its giant wings and hovered steadily.

The orange-yellow flame-shaped disc player dispersed the surrounding mist, and gray raindrops pattered on the wings, making a dull sound.

Sitting on the back of the fried chicken, Shen Xing glanced at the mini-map and realized that he was only a few hundred meters away from the temple.

The straight-line distance from the territory to the temple is about ten kilometers.

In the past, given his mobility, it might have taken him several hours to arrive.

But now that he has fried chicken as a highly mobile pet, he arrived at the target point in just over ten minutes.

However, with Hellscream's orc army not yet arriving, Shen Xing naturally wouldn't risk it alone.

He took out a monocular telescope from his backpack and stretched out the copper tube to look inside.

Through the thick gray fog, a gray-white temple was faintly visible in the rain.

Broken stone pillars are scattered around the temple, and the gray-white stone bricks are covered with the marks of time.

A group of fanatical believers, dressed in gray robes and withered-looking faces, were kneeling on the ground, praying incessantly to the temple.

A unique halo emanated from deep within the building, dispelling the surrounding thick fog.

You have discovered a special area: the Temple of Nature —

"The Temple of Nature?"

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Shen Xing withdrew his gaze and said thoughtfully, "There are quite a few monsters in here."

"Levels are between 5 and 9, and potential is only average one-star to average three-star."

"Although there are a few elite monsters among them, it's not a big problem."

"But—will killing these fanatics earn me ranking points, just like killing those lost souls?"

He quickly calculated in his mind: "If possible, killing all the monsters in this temple would at least earn me two or three hundred points."

After waiting for about half an hour, the orc legion led by Hellscream and Gorehowl finally arrived.

No nonsense.

Shen Xing waved his hand, and hundreds of orcs immediately launched a charge, surging towards the group of fanatics like a flood bursting its banks.

I must say, from a high vantage point, seeing so many orcs attacking at once had a bit of a Greenskin frenzy feel to it.

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Skeleton archers followed closely behind, their bone bows drawn taut, arrows raining down.

Upon seeing the enemy, the fanatical believers who had been kneeling on the ground immediately stood up and charged towards the orc army.

"You vile invaders, how dare you desecrate the great temple of nature!"

"Kill them!"

The venomous voice echoed in my ears.

The black vines that spewed from the palms or mouths of those fanatics swept over like swarms of pythons!

The group of orcs at the front were immediately entangled in the vines and unable to move.

Just then, a scorching wave of air erupted from behind the orc army.

Immediately afterwards, two eerie green flame tornadoes roared into the battlefield, advancing in an X-shaped pattern.

Wherever it passed, the twisted vines were instantly burned to ashes, and a large number of fanatics were swept into the fire tornado, screaming as they turned into charred remains.

"kill!"

Hellscream flapped his wings and, wielding the Blackwater Axe, burst forth from the sea of ​​fire like a demon god.

With a sweeping axe, four or five fanatics were cut in half at the waist, their charred blood splattering all over the ground.

The surrounding enemies immediately released a large number of vines, which tightly bound Hellroar's limbs and body.

But with a single, forceful pull, he dragged the vines and the fanatics to his side and sent them to meet his god.

Wherever they went, none could withstand their attacks.

Charge straight into the enemy's heart and unleash your unparalleled slaughter.

Seeing Hellscream's ferocity, Bloodhowl was also aroused in its competitive spirit.

"All wolf riders, prepare yourselves! Let everyone see the results of our training these past few days!"

"charge!"

He pointed his axe forward, and thirty orcs riding gray wolves charged out in unison.

The wolf riders, like a sharp scimitar, slashed fiercely into the fanatics' formation from the other side.

A large number of vines attacked them, but they were cut and smashed by several thousand battle axes and wolf claws.

The orcs and werewolves worked in perfect harmony, tearing apart the enemy's formation in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, Shen Xing, who was in the air, had already curled up a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Because he saw that his points had skyrocketed from 45 to 186!

Its ranking has also jumped from below 10,000 to within the top 5,000.

"I didn't expect that killing these monsters would actually earn points. It seems I can also get some ranking rewards this time."

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Shen Xing thought to himself, "We don't expect to be number one, but we should be able to get into the top 1,000 or even the top 100, right?"

After all, this time it's different from the previous Mist Realm; it's just competing with some novice lords in Jiangcheng.

This is a global ranking!

This place is teeming with big spenders, second-generation lords, rising stars of corporations, and family hopes—the list goes on and on, making it a veritable gathering of powerful figures.

Perhaps his previous achievement of winning first place in Jiangcheng was already a remarkable accomplishment.

But looking at the whole world, you'll find that there are thousands of other cities that are number one in their respective areas.

Therefore, Lord Shen did not set his expectations too high.

As he pondered these thoughts, he sat atop the eagle's back, leisurely watching the battle below.

At this moment, the fanatics outside had been mostly wiped out by the orc army and the skeleton archers.

Hellscream, the most valiant of them all, single-handedly wielding an axe, had already stormed into the main hall from the outer perimeter of the temple.

The orc remained unfazed despite being surrounded by dozens of fanatics.

With a flap of its wings, it sent the five or six enemies at the very front flying.

As soon as the Blade Tornado Storm was unleashed, all the fanatics within a ten-meter radius were reduced to charred remains.

As if entering an empty field, they slaughtered so many that limbs flew everywhere in the hall.

His killings also seemed to have disturbed an ancient being that had been sleeping for a long time.

Deep within the main hall, a cloud of gray-black smoke erupted, and a decaying yet powerful aura rose from the mist.

Shen Xing immediately pulled out his binoculars and looked. It was an old man wearing a tattered green robe and as thin as a rake.

Holding a wooden staff that curves like a snake, he slowly emerged from behind a statue.

"The world decays, nature withers, but we still hold fast to our old beliefs—"

"Sinners who blaspheme the temple, this will become your grave, your place of repentance."

Before he could finish speaking, a green shadow appeared as fast as the wind, closing in like a cannonball.

Hellscream raised his battle axe high, and a ball of eerie green flame suddenly ignited on the blade.

What are you babbling about? Eat my burning lust!

"Sizzle!"

The old man was instantly engulfed in flames, his internal power was forcibly sealed, and the spell he was preparing abruptly ended.

As the orcs rapidly approached, the old man's eyelids twitched violently, and he could only hastily raise his staff to deal with them.

The next second, Hellroar vanished from his spot.

—A quick leap and a powerful strike!

A green figure flashed and appeared above and to the side of the old man, and the giant axe slammed down with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks!

A powerful, charged strike!

Realizing the terrifying force of the attack, the old man's eyes narrowed to slits in fright. He used all his strength to dodge to the side, and the axe blade almost grazed his shoulder as it fell.

"boom!!"

With a deafening roar, the violent impact shattered the ground within a radius of several meters, turning the stone bricks into dust, a sight that pained Shen Xing.

"live----"

The old man was about to speak.

But Hellscream wouldn't listen to him.

The lord said that if we don't make a move, we won't do it at all; but if we do, we can't give the enemy any chance!

With a flash, six identical Hellroars instantly appeared.

Mirror image!

At that moment, the old man seemed to be locked onto by a terrifying killing intent, and his body was completely unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, these clones vanished from their original positions.

Then, strike!

"Swish! Swish swish swish swish!"

The dense axe flashes poured down like a torrential rain, each axe strike seemingly cleaving through the air.

Dozens of crisscrossing cracks were cleaved into the earth, and rubble flew everywhere.

When the attack subsided, the six clones simultaneously sheathed their axes and stood up, their movements perfectly synchronized.

The old man in green robes was frozen in place, his body riddled with dozens of translucent cracks.

The next moment, all these injuries erupted.

"Pfft! Pfft pfft pfft!"

A stream of dark blood spurted out, and his aura rapidly declined.

As the light faded, he fell straight down.

Shen Xing was secretly astonished.

As expected of my number one general, he is indeed brave and invincible!

This combo attack actually killed the BOSS instantly.

Just then, thick black smoke suddenly emanated from the body of the old man who had already fallen to the ground, and he made a hoarse sound.

"Heh heh—you blasphemers, do you think you can destroy my faith like this!?"

"Great God of Nature: Alvano, He granted me an eternal body, and the power to purify sins—"

Shen Xing's eyes narrowed instantly.

He sensed that an unfamiliar aura suddenly rose from the old man's body.

Moreover, a large number of black roots quickly grew from those cracks.

"Hellscream, get out of the way!" he hurriedly warned.

The moment the words left his mouth, Hellroar's true form moved.

A wisp of breeze exploded beneath his feet, and he vanished from the spot.

The other clones also tried to dodge, but the roots were even faster!

Like a venomous snake that had been gathering strength for a long time, it suddenly shot out, tightly binding the four or five clones, its roots digging into the flesh and blood to frantically absorb nutrients.

These clones shriveled up at a visible speed, turning into several dried corpses in just a few breaths before dissipating.

Shen Xing's eyelids twitched violently, thinking to himself that this guy's attack was truly bizarre.

If Hellroar's true form hadn't dodged quickly enough, it would have been entangled and drained dry.

At the same time, the old man in green robes who had fallen to the ground got up again.

However, its body has completely changed.

Countless black roots completely devoured it, transforming it into a bizarre, indescribable creature with swirling tentacles.

Amidst those wriggling tentacles, you can also see a huge green eyeball.

Shen Xing stared intently as a brief attribute panel appeared.

The Fallen Temple Guardian (Mutant Creature)

【grade:???】

【potential:???】

【Skill:???】

Apart from the name, everything else is a question mark, indicating that this monster possesses Tier 2 combat power.

Although the specific level and potential cannot be seen, the powerful aura emanating from the other party suggests that they are definitely above level 15, or even higher.

"Heh heh—pathetic blasphemer—"

A hoarse voice emanated from deep within the writhing roots: "I will drain you dry—and rot with the fallen leaves—to atone for your sins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens more black roots shot out like venomous snakes!

Hellscream swung his axe fiercely, severing most of the roots, but two roots still managed to evade the axe's edge and pierce his shoulder.

Shoulder area.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Blood spurted out, and Hellroar felt the power in his body being rapidly drained by the roots, and waves of weakness washed over him.

He tried to raise his axe to cut it off, but more roots attacked from all directions, tightly binding his arms and body, and tightening their grip.

"Hehe—you can't escape—"

The hoarse voice came again, and the roots suddenly strained.

Hellscream's body was constricted until it was red, and cracking sounds kept coming from inside his body, as if he was about to explode on the spot at any moment!

"Hellscream, I'm here to help you!"

Bloodhowl roared from not far away, and his dire wolf charged forward like lightning.

But before he could get close, more than a dozen roots swept out at the same time, sending him and the wolf flying dozens of meters away.

There was no other way; after all, Bloodhowl only had Tier 1 combat power, and the gap between him and this monster was huge. He was no match for it at all.

Now it's time for Lord Shen to step in.

"Fried chicken, bring it on."

At his command, the eagle immediately flapped its wings and rushed into the temple like a bolt of lightning.

In just a few breaths, they were close to the writhing monster.

The other side also tried to release its roots to intercept them.

However, as a second-tier extraordinary raptor, fried chicken is known for its speed.

Moreover, having undergone a sacrificial evolution under Shen Xing's command, it far surpasses others of the same level.

"call"

As a gust of wind swept in, the fried chicken's wings, carrying invisible air currents, increased its already terrifying speed by a huge margin!

"Pfft! Pfft pfft pfft!"

The roots that had been binding Hellroar were instantly severed, turning into dry fragments that fell to the ground.

Wings of Gale: Infuse your wings with wind element, increasing your movement speed by 150% for 15 seconds!

"roar!"

Hellroar, having broken free of its restraints, roared furiously, its eyes instantly turning blood red.

He hacked, tore, and charged wildly.

With the eagles circling and attacking from the air, the black roots kept shrinking.

But this monster is really troublesome; not only is its skin thick and tough, but its regenerative ability is also quite astonishing.

No matter how many roots they cut, it can always grow back with each breath.

After several exchanges, not only did they fail to have much effect on them, but Hellscream and the Gryphon also sustained several injuries.

If this continues, they'll probably be dragged into a protracted war by this monster.

Just then, Hellscream suddenly stopped, a deep sense of annoyance appearing in his eyes.

"I'm still too weak; I can't even handle this kind of monster on my own."

His voice was filled with self-reproach as he covered his face with his hands: "How can someone as weak as me lead the orcs to rise again? How can I repay the lord for the care he has given me!"

"I'm too weak, I'm too weak—!!!"

The next second, his body suddenly burst into black flames, and his muscles began to swell wildly.

Its wings spread out behind it, and two pairs of curved black horns emerged from the sides of its forehead.

A dangerous and terrifying aura rose from his bloodline!

At that moment, Hellscream seemed to transform into a true demon god.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was engulfed in black flames as he stepped toward the writhing root monster.

He remained completely unaware of the countless roots lashing at his body like a torrential rain, and his body didn't even sway.

Then, he came to the monster's true form, and his huge bat wings suddenly opened and closed, embracing the writhing monster in his arms.

"I am too weak—I am so weak—"

His voice was filled with frustration, and the black flames in his arms burned ever brighter.

He held the monster in his arms, and after struggling to break free several times, it began to tremble violently.

"You—what kind of monster are you!?" A voice from deep within the roots was filled with fear.

"I want to bury my own weakness with my own hands!"

Hellroar let out a final murmur, then abruptly clasped his arms together, unleashing a deafening explosion of flames within him. "BOOM!!!"

A black pillar of fire shot into the sky, piercing through the temple dome and even burning away the gray mist overhead.

When the flames died down, only a figure stood silently in the center of the ruins.

He remained in the embracing posture, with huge bat wings swirling around him.

The wriggling roots that were once there have been completely reduced to ashes and debris.

At this moment, the entire temple fell silent.