Chapter 2559 The Spirit of the Ancestors

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Hey hey hey, isn't it? Are you guys serious?

At this moment, when I heard the roars of the three barbarians, my heart almost collapsed. A serious, although unknown, feeling surged out of my heart. My dear, the spirit of the ancestors, it was so shocking to hear it. , can it still be played happily?

Ignoring my inner collapse, the three barbarians stood in a right triangle position, holding up the weapons in their hands. The iron-like muscular bodies swelled, revealing ferocious tattoos, and the ancient atmosphere exuded from above. The barbarian arena " Wuwuwu" a powerful sound like a horn came out, as if it came to life and was welcoming something to come. ○

In such a big battle, what good things did these three foodies do?

I swallowed hard and subconsciously took a few steps back, ready to run away when the situation turned bad. No matter what the third uncle said to me, only the savior who saved his life is called a savior, otherwise he is a martyr!

The sound of war drums, horns, and loud and rough barbarian war songs are intertwined together. In a trance, people seem to be transported to the ancient barbaric land. Groups of ancient giant beasts are inhabiting the snow, suddenly standing up and running. Fleeing in all directions, gigantic figures like giants appeared from behind them, with naked upper bodies and a piece of animal skin around their waists. However, they were even bigger and taller than the barbarian warriors wearing heavy armor, and their eyes were burning and fierce. Fighting spirit. Making them look more like beasts than those panicking behemoths.

Holding iron swords several meters long and battle axes weighing several tons, they were like tigers rushing into a herd of sheep, mercilessly killing giant beasts that were more than ten times their size. Their swords rose and axes fell, and their heads fell one by one. It was chopped off cleanly. He rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out from the broken neck like a fountain, instantly staining the entire snow.

He randomly grabbed a giant beast's head that had fallen to the ground, and his eyes were still filled with tears of despair at the passing of life. He raised one hand high in the air, raised his neck and opened his mouth wide, drinking the heat flowing from the head. He drew blood, dyed himself into a bloody man, threw it aside, and continued to kill. Until these giant beasts completely fled without a trace.

Looking at these tall figures that were more ferocious and cruel than the ancient beasts, I was completely stunned, and the identities of these people emerged in my mind involuntarily.

Ancient barbarian warrior.

Suddenly, they seemed to have discovered the visitor in another time and space. They all turned around and stared at him for a moment with a pair of eyes colder and more ruthless than the blizzard in Harrogath. It was as if I had turned into one of those giant beasts, like a sheep trembling while surrounded by tigers. Waiting for slaughter.

No, this is an illusion!

I shook my head suddenly, and the barbaric scene and ancient barbarian warriors in front of me disappeared, and I returned to the barbarian arena.

Unexpectedly, I, who often used werewolf transformation to create illusions for others, would one day fall for it. Have you been negligent? No, what made me hallucinate was not the mental power of the three ancient barbarians, but the fighting spirit and fighting spirit exuding from them, as well as an...an indescribable ancient will, which made me hallucinate.

Come to your senses. The last resort of the three ancient barbarian warriors has come to an end. Soul-like cyan rays of light continue to emerge from their heads. These rays of light form three huge phantoms in the air. Those war drums and those horns sound. , as well as those loud and passionate war songs, all emanated from these giant shadows, seeming to be calling someone in the dark.

Suddenly, three phantoms erupted into a ray of light amidst the singing of war drums and horns that were sublimated to the extreme, and then disappeared, replaced by an aura that appeared out of thin air.

Powerful, fierce, brutal, brave, it seems that all the adjectives of the barbarian warrior can be applied to him. The aura that appeared out of thin air disappeared in the light and took a step slowly. The entire barbarian arena suddenly shook violently, as if The terrifying giant warrior, who stepped on the earth, breathed clouds, and had thunder above his head, appeared in front of me with a shocking attitude.

This ferocious aura...isn't it exactly the same as the aura I felt from those ancient barbarian warriors when I fell into hallucination just now?

In an instant, I understood, and I would be a fool if I didn't understand. The last resort of the three barbarian masters, the ancestor spirits roaring in their mouths, actually summoned the ancient barbarian warrior ancestors.

Moreover, this incredible ancestral spirit of the barbarians has three pairs of arms on his body. One pair holds a two-handed axe, one pair holds a sword and axe, and the last pair holds a sword and shield. His face is ferocious, just like a six-armed Asura. king.

Hey, hey, this is a foul, right? This is a mobile fortress with both offense and defense, right? !

No matter in terms of momentum, weapons, or strength, he was suppressed by the ancestral spirit of the ancient barbarian warrior in front of him. How could he fight? Go back and train hard for another three months?

No, I don’t want to. These days when fighting the imitation-strengthened barbarians in the Dream Realm, I have gradually discovered that it is difficult to make progress from them, because I am already too familiar with their moves. , not only is it difficult to make progress, but if you continue, you may also gradually decline.

For example, the three barbarian uncles are like a piece of fertile soil, but no matter how fertile it is, the nutrients will be absorbed one day, and the nutrition is too simple, which will lead to severe stunting.

Therefore, I have decided that the decisive day is these few days. How can I retreat because of the spirit of the barbarian ancestors in front of me.

Even if it is an unscrupulous God, I will show it to you!

I roared Long Aotian's lines in my heart, hoping to temporarily get some blessings from Long Aotian's attributes. I roared angrily, and the cosplay bear continued to grow in size, growing to a height of a hundred meters, and the barbarian in front of me was as big as Pangu. The ancestor's spirit remained flat, and its crimson claws poked out ferociously.

Not enough, not enough. You must at least have the same number of arms as the opponent. In terms of skills, the opponent already has an absolute advantage. If the number is not as good as the opponent. Then there is really no way to fight back, and it will even be difficult to defend.

The power of destruction explodes, and a pair of crimson claws grow from the cosplay bear's shoulder armor again, so it's only fair.

Entering the world's peak realm means that one's own destructive power has entered the mysterious level of spirit and will. The spirit, energy, and spirit truly began to merge together gradually. The spirit of destruction, the will to destroy, and the power of destruction merged into one. It is me, and I am it.

Well, it’s better to put it in human terms and describe it simply. It is as if the power has its own soul, becoming more rounded and easier to control. Every attack will be accompanied by its own spiritual will, just like laying cement between bricks. It is indestructible and has outstanding effects, especially when bullying When facing an enemy that is weaker than yourself.

As for dealing with enemies of the same level, you still have to rely on your fists. What you have and what I have can only be compared in terms of long and short hardness techniques and [beep] efficiency in the amount of staying power sprayed. The talents are ranked high.

Thanks to the increase in strength, coupled with the improvement in power control in the Peak Realm, under the pressure of the three barbarian uncles, I mastered the second pair of Crimson Claws not long after I broke through the Peak Realm. The changes are now just in time for their ancestral spirits to see.

It's just...a six-armed cosplay bear. Are you heading towards a more bizarre look? I probably won’t be surprised when I grow three heads. I just hope that having more heads will increase my IQ.

In the barbarian arena, the 100-meter-tall barbarian giant and the giant ragdoll bear roared at the same time, taking seemingly huge and clumsy steps but very nimble steps. Instantly close.

The four weapons of the Barbarian Ancestor Spirit swung at the same time, and the shield in his hand blocked the Destruction Salmon Sword. It was a good calculation. How could I be willing to be suppressed by such a trick? My four free arms rushed towards those weapons. The triple flame fist and so on were blasted out as if they were free of charge.

His strength increased greatly, and it became easier to perform the triple skills. The power was several times stronger than before. He was able to withstand the attack of the ancestor spirit for a while, and finally held his four weapons tightly, forming a stalemate.

Look, isn’t it possible to still fight? You really can’t be timid.

The spirit of the ancestors suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing a set of teeth. After fighting the three uncles for five digits, I immediately knew what he was going to do. The bear's mouth also opened wide, and a mouthful of energy cannon was sprayed out, fighting the spirit of the ancestors. The roars that had just been sent out collided.

A strong explosion broke out between the two of us. Both the Ancestral Spirit and I were knocked back a few steps, breaking the stalemate. Suddenly, the Ancestral Spirit began to spin violently. Was it a barbarian whirlwind? I've seen too much, come here.

Holding the Destruction Salmon Sword tightly in my hand, I rushed towards the Ancestor Spirits first. Facing the whirlwind of the barbarians, I must not give in. Once suppressed, it will be difficult to raise my head. You are more reckless and I am even more reckless. This is me and the three of us. Of course, the essence of the experience accumulated by the uncle from more than 10,000 battles is only suitable for individuals and cannot be learned by mages.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!!!" Roaring, the salmon sword slashed hard at the giant tornado in front of him. At the same time, the other two pairs of arms aimed at the feet of the ancestor spirit.

Break the tip of your top and see how you still spin it.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came to my mind. Without thinking much, I followed my instinct and jumped back quickly. Then, two white lights cut off my semicircular bear ears from the head. .

Damn it, can it still be like this?

Looking at the sources of those two white lights in disbelief, I almost collapsed.

The Ancestral Spirit's dual-wielding swords and axes are using tornado skills, but don't forget, he also has a two-handed giant axe, a sharp sword, and a shield, which are not affected by his own high-speed rotation at all.

What just attacked me was a two-handed giant ax and a sharp sword, and the shield sealed the whirlwind's weak points.

At the moment when I was surprised, the ancestor spirits continued to come with huge tornadoes to oppress me. I secretly thought that something was wrong, it was over, I was about to be suppressed.

Sure enough, what followed was almost a one-sided situation. With the help of the rotation of the whirlwind, the giant ax and sword in the hands of the ancestor spirit became more fierce, faster, and more unpredictable. For a while, he seemed to have grown more. With twice the number of arms, attacks are everywhere, using the tornado to form a storm, brutally baptizing the whole body of the cosplay bear.

The six arms of the cosplay bear are completely insufficient, and it is even gradually unable to see the attack trajectory of the ancestor spirit. It can only keep waving defensively in frustration, hoping to block more attacks, so that it will suffer less damage, and wait for the opponent's whirlwind Finish.

However, without interference from outside forces, would the barbarian whirlwind end so easily?

Could it be said that he is going to lose again? All this time, I have been able to remain undefeated in their hands by virtue of having already figured out the moves of the Third Master. Maybe they also saw this and were afraid that I would make a fool of myself because of my back-up. After I learned how to fight with others, I used the final summoning of the ancestor spirits to remind me.

The result was an outstanding result. Once I faced the ancestral spirits in front of me and faced completely different tricks and methods, I was immediately defeated, so miserable that I couldn't even stand it anymore.

Let’s admit defeat happily this time, and think about countermeasures when we go back. Yes, that’s it. Maybe the copycat version in the Dream Realm can also summon the ancestors’ spirits. After I go back, as long as I stay in the Dream Realm more It’s no problem to memorize the edition for a few days, the spirits of ancestors and so on.

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