Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1259

"Bah! Damn! I knew I should have waited until I was flying lower."

With a grumble, Alan slowly stood up from the Raging Flames Fire Sea.

Although there is no serious burn, but the body is covered with black dust, and the life energy surrounding it is far less vigorous than before, and it looks a little embarrassed.

You don't need to ask to know that the sword in the sky just consumed so much energy that it was impossible to maintain a complete defensive stance.

But the effect is immediate!

After losing one of its wings, the huge Dragon Hawk can no longer fly.

As a last resort, the high priest quickly transformed from Dragon Hawk to half-human, half-eagle.

Because of the power of Gayale sealed in his body, he is much stronger than before. Not only is he more than four meters tall, but his entire face no longer looks like a troll, but is like an eagle. His eyes and mouth were replaced, his pupils flashed with rage and hatred.

Because the wings were forcibly cut off, this guy has only one full arm left.

The shoulder on the other side was completely cut off, and even under the powerful self-healing ability of the wilderness Demi-God, blood was still oozing out.

Obviously, the huge life energy previously attached to the sword still remained near the wound, preventing the speed of cell division and self-repair.

Without a doubt!

For a high priest who has incorporated the Divine Force of Dragon Hawk, this is an absolute shame that cannot be washed away.

Especially the Thorium giant sword, which is not attached to any magical power, should not be able to cut off his Demi-God body at all.

The unknown energy that can be attached to the sword body erupts with incredible terrifying power at a critical moment.

He couldn't imagine what the outcome would be like if the opponent was not aiming at his wings, but his head instead?

"Are you afraid?"

Alan clearly noticed the reaction of his opponent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a playful and abusive expression.

Although the sword just now had consumed most of the life energy in his body, it was impossible to swing the same slash a second time, but it had already achieved its goal.

even more how, when Thorium's giant sword is stained with the blood of the incarnation of the god Loa, it is undergoing dramatic changes at the moment.

A large amount of Fire Element energy is gathered inside the original dark green blade, and it emits an amazing amount of heat.

If nothing else, it won't take long for it to automatically be promoted to a full-blown magic weapon, and it's an Epic Grade quality thing in the game.

If Alan can slaughter the high priest who fuses together with the God of Dragon Hawk here, maybe he can bring it up a level and become an out-and-out "Orange Warrior". It's a legendary weapon.

The high priest no doubt noticed this, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.

Because of a weapon made of Thorium, the danger to him is quite limited, which can be seen from the fact that the first sword can only be barely inserted into the muscle.

But if it becomes an epic-quality magic weapon, the result is different.

Especially the magic weapon that absorbs Dragon Hawk's dive blood fluid, not only can easily tear Demi-God's body, but also resist the high temperature magic flame.

If it only took a little more time to melt a Thorium giant sword before, it is now completely impossible.

Seeing that a trifling human noble is so difficult to deal with, the high-level priests don't care about their face, and immediately control the flaming fire sea around them, rushing towards Alan's location, and jumping deep. Going to the other end of the moat, he made an offensive gesture to the troll warlord who was still watching the battle.

The next second...

Thousands of troll warriors rushed up like a tide under a command.

Those Witch Doctors, priests and secret technicians also showed their housekeeping ability, constantly casting a lot of buffs and strengthening magic.

The power of the wild!

Furious!

Bloodthirsty!

Blessings!

In just one minute of effort, the giant bear riders at the forefront and the mounts under their crotch have doubled their size, whether it is speed, reaction, or strength, they have all gained Great improvement.

"roar!!!!!!!"

Under the action of magic, these giant beasts who have been domesticated for a long time directly opened their bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl and rushed Trying to bite Alan alive in the near moment.

The rider on the bear's back, without the slightest hesitation, hurls a poisoned javelin that glows green.

Clang! clang!

Alan swings the giant sword to easily block the javelin that stabbed at the chest and head, and injects magic power into the giant sword.

Next second...

bang! ! ! ! ! !

A bright and dazzling flame immediately appeared from the blade, and ignited the war bear closest to him and the rider on the spot.

Just when they screamed and wanted to jump into the moat to put out the flames on their bodies, Alan jumped deep and raised them high, directly cutting the man and the bear in half from the middle.

A charred black color appeared near the cut, as if it had been charred.

Other giant bears started to see the tragic state of their companions, and immediately stopped, with shock and fear all over their faces.

Because in their perception, the high-temperature flame just now is a power that only the God of Dragon Hawk can master, but how can it be displayed by the enemy now?

"Don't be afraid! Rush up and kill him! That human can't last long! As long as he runs out of mana, he can no longer create even the slightest flame. Think about your tribe, relatives And friends! Just kill him and we can turn around and chase the human army heading north," the high priest shouted at the hesitant troll warriors.

"Go!"

"Kill this hateful human!"

"For the deadwood tribe!"

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It has to be said that although the tradition of trolls is both primordial and backward, and full of savagery and blood, the courage and ferocity they burst out in battle are absolutely unmatched by other races.

Of course, maybe the orcs and ogre who pass through the Dark Portal in the future can have a fight.

But right now, they're the only race in Azeroth that has the power to be violent.

Looking at the aggressive troll rushing over, Alan couldn't help but said with a smile: "hahahaha! Very good! I like your most deadly opponents. Come on! You use up my physical strength and magic power first, or I will kill you all first."

With the last word out of his mouth, he injected more magic and life energy into the giant sword again, so that The length of its flames soared to ten meters.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen troll warriors rushing to the front were immediately beheaded, and their bodies turned into a pile of black carbide.

Obviously, the High Priest wanted to use these cannon fodders to drain Alan, and he himself, together with the Overseer, patiently waited for the best time to strike.

Overseers, in particular, have begun to use sorcery to poison their weapons and attach a terrifying soul curse.

If you are accidentally stabbed by this thing, the result may be unimaginable.

Apart from this, those Witch Doctor's sorcery and secret technique's lightning were all thrown towards Alan's location as if they didn't want money.

Especially the former, once accidentally hit, it will immediately turn into a harmless little animal and lose its resistance in an instant.

There were several times when Alan was accidentally hit and nearly killed with an axe by a troll warrior who rushed up.

Fortunately, he reacted fast enough, and immediately burst out more life energy, dispelling the magic spell that was acting on his body.

As for Lightning Bolt and Chain Lightning...

Although this thing can only rely on resistance and HP hard cap after it is locked in the game, but in reality, it can rely on Reaction speed to dodge first.

Although it is lightning damage, the speed is far below the speed of light, and the threat is not really big.

On the contrary, the sacrifices to the gods of poisonous snakes are very dangerous.

When they transform into a half-human, half-snake form, they can often spew terrifying venom and poisonous clouds from their mouths. He vomited black blood and eventually turned into a mummified corpse with a very environmentally friendly color.

Fortunately, this toxin is part of the enemy.

Many trolls accidentally inhaled a little bit, and as a result fell to the ground in pain and kept twitching. That tragic situation made subsequent troll warriors subconsciously slow down, for fear of stepping into the former's footsteps.

"Hiss! Human! You are dead today! You can't escape!" said a priest of the god of poisonous snakes, spitting out a letter.

"hmph! Just rely on you mobs?"

Alan killed six or seven trolls with one sword, and after setting more than twenty trolls on fire, issued A disdainful sneer.

"Number is also an advantage! No matter how powerful you are, how long can you maintain your current state? A few minutes, ten minutes? When you run out of stamina, magic and that unknown mysterious energy, We can capture you with no difficulty. At that time, you will be the perfect sacrifice to please the gods with blood and soul. And your corpse will be placed on the table for the most powerful The warriors enjoy."

The sacrifice of the god of poisonous snake sprayed venom from his mouth while depicting the terrifying scene after the defeat, trying to shake the opponent's psychological defense.

It's a pity that he didn't know that for Alan, the death of this body was just the equivalent to the abolition of an account in the game, and it was completely possible to practice another one.

"sorry. The last person who said this to me should have started to grow grass on the grave by now. And if you are as confident as you say, why do you keep wandering outside and refuse to get any closer? What?" Alan wielded a flaming giant sword and hacked to death the continuously charging trolls, then kicked the charred head of one of the hapless as a provocation.

"Don't worry! Poisonous snake's fangs will always bite the prey at the last minute, injecting deadly poison into the body."

Maintaining the half-human, half-snake form The sacrifice is obviously not fooled, and continues to hide behind the cannon fodder-like warriors to spray venom.

It's not just him, none of the sorcerers in the trolls want to get close.

Compared to the warrior who lacked a string in his head, they obviously knew very well how powerful Alan was in battle.

If nothing else, just cutting off the wings of Dragon Hawk's god incarnation is enough to make everyone fearful.

So no sorcerer will easily approach this dangerous target until the cannon fodder warrior is dead.

I didn't see the Overseer as the highest commander, even if the army under his command was almost exhausted, he didn't mean to take action at all.

In this way, Alan was constantly draining his magic, physical and life energy under the siege of a group of trolls.

As time went by, the flame of the giant sword in his hand began to become smaller and smaller, and even only when it hit the troll, it would produce a terrifying burning effect, which is similar to the terrifying effect. It was incomparable to burn a dozen troll warriors with a single sweep.

At the same time, the physical exertion caused by wielding heavy weapons gradually began to seem a little powerless.

This can be seen from the increasing number of dents on the armor.

"Strength! He's going to be unable to support it soon!"

Seeing that the goal is about to be achieved, the Overseer, who has been sitting still on the high platform, finally stood up.

The high priest of the God of Dragon Hawk, whose wound was completely healed, also spewed hot flames from his mouth again and rejoined the fray.

When the two most powerful battle strengths came off the field at the same time, Alan's situation immediately became precarious, and he was almost stabbed several times by the weapon that was blessed with witchcraft poison and soul curse.

Seeing this, the two high elves hiding in a dark corner in the distance could no longer remain silent, and quickly jumped to the arrow tower that had not been touched by the flames, and began to draw bows and shoot arrows from a height.

As the elite of the knight-errant unit, their arrows are fast and ruthless.

In the blink of an eye, more than two dozen trolls were turned to the ground.

Each one is an arrow in the eye, going straight through the brain and dying instantly.

Even the Overseer was accidentally hit by one of the enchanted arrows, fiercely digging into the muscles of his shoulder.

"Elves?!"

Seeing the mortal enemy of the north appearing in the human fortress, he immediately showed an extremely shocked expression, and immediately pulled the arrow out of his body with gritted teeth Come out, snap it off and throw it aside.

Humans allied with elves?

The thought popped into the Troll Overseer's mind instantly.

Otherwise, how could two high elves, knight-errant, appear in a human town?

"Don't think too much! Deal with this human first! Then deal with those two pesky elves! Interrogate information from their mouths!" the high priest of the Dragon Hawk god warned loudly.

"I know! Berserker headhunter! Bring me back those two elves! Remember! Live!" The Overseer immediately gave orders to the guards beside him.

Be aware of troll berserk headhunters, but very few elites who can go head-to-head with elven knight-errant troops.

When these guys with javelins and crossbows rushed into the town, the two elves knight-errant could no longer shoot as recklessly as before, but could only rely on the complex buildings and terrain in the fortress, Deal with each other.

After a while, the elf was hit in the shoulder by a Poisonous Arrow, groaned to the ground.

The toxin spreads rapidly along the wound, and in less than ten seconds, half of the body begins to be paralyzed.