Chapter 465: Evil

"Mandi, you deserve to die!"

Seeing the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe being killed, Drogo's eyes were splitting as he let out a roar and swept the bronze spear in his hand.

Stab!

Facing the explosion of Drogo's energy and blood, Orenze was not afraid at all. The energy of energy and blood in his body also burst out in an instant, and the two daggers worked together to block the attack.

"Drogo! Watch out for me!"

Orenze smiled ferociously and said, "I want you to see with your own eyes that the people of the Tatar tribe were killed one by one! Just like what our Mandi tribe suffered twenty years ago!"

Drogo was furious, but he was helpless.

He and Orenze are both three-blood red-striped warriors. They are equally powerful, so it is not easy to deal with each other. What's more, Orenze at this time wants to delay time and does not give Drogo a chance at all. Support other blood warriors of the Tartar tribe.

In a moment, more than ten blood warriors in the Tatar tribe were injured, and three blood warriors were beheaded by Beru with a machete and died.

"If this continues, all the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe will probably be killed, right?" Enzo casually fought with a Mandi man, but his thoughts kept changing.

"Forget it, let's take action."

"Otherwise, all the Tatar tribe will be killed, and I will have to find a place to stay again, but even if I take action, it won't cause much movement."

On the spot, Enzo knocked back the enemy with one punch.

Then, the silver luster in his eyes flashed, and his mental power turned into a soul thorn, which pierced into the distant mind of Orenze like a sharp cone.

"Uh...ah!!"

Orenze, who was holding a pair of swords and wrestling with Drogo's bronze spear, suddenly showed a trace of pain on his face, then became ferocious, and finally let out an extremely shrill scream.

Drogo was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. He seized this opportunity and pierced Orenze's chest with his bronze spear.

Phew!

The bronze spear pierced the flesh, but was clamped hard by Orenze. Then, his energy and blood burst out with all his strength, and a roar came out of his mouth.

"Get away!"

Orenze roared, his feet suddenly lifted up, and the bronze spear was forced to be pulled out of his chest. A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out and swayed on the ground.

On the other side, Drogo steadied himself.

Seeing that Orenze was seriously injured, of course he would not waste the opportunity. He held the bronze spear tightly with both hands and rushed towards the enemy again.

"The blood of anger breaks out!"

Aulunze let out a suppressed roar, and grabbed a dagger in each hand. The blood from his chest spurted out more rapidly, turning into pure energy and blood, which condensed on the two knives.

brush!

The violent energy and blood turned into a slash, driving back the attacking Drogo, preventing him from getting even half a step closer.

Blood skills, angry blood bursts out!

This is an ability that relies on the power of qi and blood to be released. It is somewhat similar to knight combat skills, but the flaw is also very obvious, that is, the vitality is overdrawn.

After Orenze released his angry blood again, his face suddenly became extremely pale. His originally tall and tall body became stooped, and the wound on his chest was bleeding.

"Uncle Orenze!"

On the side, Beru shouted hurriedly. He didn't care about the massacre of the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe. He immediately rushed to Orenze's side and swung his machete to repel Drogo who was launching an attack.

"How could this happen?" Orenze's face turned pale.

Just now, he and Drogo were clearly evenly matched and were holding each other back, but for some unknown reason, there was a sudden sharp pain in his mind, and he even lost consciousness briefly, so Drogo seized the opportunity.

Now, he is severely injured and weak.

If he continues to fight alone, Orenze is obviously no match for Drogo, so he can only join forces with the second-blood red-striped warrior Beru. But in this case, the original plan will be disrupted.

Orenze's eyes flashed with unwillingness.

For the Mandi tribe, they have been planning for today for too long. As long as Orenze can hold off Drogo for a while, Beru can take advantage of the red-striped warriors and kill all the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe. The two then teamed up to deal with Drogo.

In three hours at most, the Mandi tribe can kill all the Tatar tribe's hunting team, thereby completely wiping out such an enemy.

However, now the plan has come to nothing.

Orenze was injured, forcing him to join forces with Beru to deal with Drogo. The confrontation between the three red-striped warriors meant that the two tribes could only allow others to fight each other.

"Give up, Orenze!"

At this time, Drogo, who was about to attack, suddenly stopped where he was and said in a deep voice, "If we continue to fight, the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe will only end up hurting both sides and affecting the harvest and hunting of both sides!"

“Whatever grudges we have, how about we wait until next year’s recovery season to address them?”

Orenze's face was gloomy, and he was constantly struggling in his heart.

The Mandi tribe has been waiting for the best opportunity to destroy the Tatar tribe for too long, but due to their own negligence, they were injured. Do they want to give up?

"Stop dreaming, Drogo!"

Before Orenze could make up his mind, Beru suddenly spoke and roared: "From the moment the Tatar tribe stepped into the savage forest hunting ground, the outcome was doomed. Our number is twice that of yours, and victory is certain." Belong to the Mandy tribe!”

"go to hell!"

With a low roar, Beru rushed towards Drogo. A layer of crimson energy and blood appeared on the huge machete, tearing the air.

Sonorous!

Drogo raised his bronze spear to block, and the two weapons collided with a metallic sound. Seeing that Beru had already launched an attack, Orenze could only grit his teeth and growl.

Obviously, he had also made a decision.

Although the original plan was disrupted, the Mandi tribe still had the advantage in numbers. As long as Orenze and Beru joined forces and paid a certain price, they could still defeat the Tatar tribe.

In an instant, the battle started again.

Beru, Orenze and Drogo, the three red-striped warriors, fought in an open space. The blood warriors around them did not dare to approach. The powerful blood and qi vibrated, causing the air to tremble.

And around them, the blood warriors of the Mandi tribe and the Tatar tribe also started a more intense fight.

"Are you not going to give up yet?"

On the spot, Enzo's eyes turned cold. Orenze's injury did not break the determination of the Mandi tribe. They seemed to have decided to fight for both sides to lose, and to leave the hunting team of the Tatar tribe.

Thinking of this, Enzo snorted in his heart.

"Go to hell, you little bastard from the Tatar tribe!" At this time, a scarred warrior from the Mandi tribe not far away pounced over like a wolf, waving the bronze scimitar in his hand.

"Enzo, be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

The exclamation of the blood warrior of the Tatar tribe came from the side, but Enzo's feet did not move, and outsiders looked like he was scared silly.

"How pitiful."

The scarred face grinned and said: "Since being attacked by the Gaosuo people three years ago, the Tatar tribe has really gone into decline. The harvest hunting even sent out inferior species!"

Looking at Enzo who was motionless, the scarred face seemed to have imagined the scene when he chopped off his head with two knives.

However, the next moment, Enzo moved.

The blood-red energy spread out from his body like mist, and Enzo's momentum suddenly changed, and the muscles in his arms were also tense in an instant.

Boom!

Then, Enzo punched out, the power of blood and qi attached to his fist, and hit the scarred man's chest fiercely, causing the bones to break.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the scarred man's chest collapsed deeply, and the hideous smile on his face froze, and then turned into a painful expression.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scarred man flew backwards and hit a place ten meters away, motionless.

"Blood Warrior?"

"Enzo, have you broken through?"

The exclamations of the Tatar tribesmen came from all around, and several blood warriors looked at Enzo with surprise, looking at Enzo with incredible expressions.

A deformed inferior species actually became a blood warrior?

This situation is not unheard of in the Solu Plain, but the possibility is very small, almost reaching the level of less than one in a thousand.

"I fought to the death in the battle, and I was lucky enough to break through!" Facing the questions from the Tatar tribesmen around him, Enzo showed a simple and honest expression on his face, and scratched his head with some relief.

Then, before others could continue to ask questions, the blood warriors of the surrounding Mandi tribe had already rushed up again, and the Tatar tribe could only fight.

"Soul power!"

The silver light in Enzo's eyes flashed again, and his mental power spread like waves. The blood warriors of the surrounding Mandi tribe screamed and covered their heads in pain.

Soul power belongs to the range attack of the mental system. When used under normal circumstances, it is impossible to distinguish between enemies and friends, but Enzo has long been promoted to a third-level wizard, and the degree of control over mental power has long been like an arm.

Therefore, the original range mental attack has become an attack only against the Mandi people, and the surrounding Tatar tribe blood warriors are not affected at all.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the painful expressions of the Mandi people, the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe were very confused, but they quickly reacted and seized this opportunity.

"Damn it!"

Olenze, who was fighting fiercely with Drogo, suddenly had his eyes split open. The mental attack that was imperceptible to the naked eye affected the Mandi people, so they were slaughtered by the Tatar tribe.

In a moment, more than a dozen Mandi people were killed.

And this was just the beginning!

The Tatar tribe had Enzo in charge, so even though they were outnumbered, they still had the upper hand and completely suppressed the Mandi tribe.

"Kill all the Mandi people within ten minutes."

On the spot, Enzo was carelessly entangled with a Mandi blood warrior, but he secretly decided in his heart that using the soul power attack, this battle would end soon, and the victory would naturally belong to the Tatar tribe.

"Sacrifice! It's a sacrifice!"

Seeing the Mandi people being slaughtered easily, and thinking of his previous experience, Orenze suddenly shouted and roared, "Everyone, retreat! There is an evil in the Tatar tribe!"

After that, Orenze's blood and qi burst out, and his two swords repelled Drogo's bronze spear.

Beside him, Beru's face also changed.

Evil, a very rare profession.

The world of the War Ghosts advocates the use of force, but there are spellcasters. It is said that some War Ghosts are born with many strange abilities, so they are called evil.

"Evil?"

Hearing Orenze's cry, not only the Mandi tribesmen, but even Drogo was shocked and couldn't help looking at Enzo.

In the War Ghost world, the number of evil is rare.

They have strange abilities and can only be born among inferior species.

Maybe it's the rule of the world?

The deformed children, who are called inferior species, find it extremely difficult to cultivate Qi and blood. Very few people can become blood warriors. However, they may awaken supernatural powers and become despicable evil beings.

It stands to reason that evil aliens may be born among inferior species, and all evil aliens have special abilities. The attitude of the tribe towards inferior species should be friendly, but in fact this is not the case.

Although inferior species may become evil aliens, evil aliens with special abilities will not become the tribe's support. Instead, they will only bring disaster, because evil aliens are the group most susceptible to corruption.

In the world of war ghosts, falling means falling into the arms of the God of Disaster. This is something that any war ghost despises. It is precisely for this reason that the war ghost tribe's attitude towards inferior species is very cruel.

Even like the Gaussian tribe, once an inferior species is discovered, they will immediately fall to death, because every tribe is afraid of the emergence of evil spirits and becoming minions of the God of Disaster, bringing terrible disasters to the tribe.

"Evil?"

Feeling Drogo's gaze, Enzo frowned slightly and said, ": Is it the name of the spellcaster in this world?"

After traveling through the world of war ghosts for three months, Enzo heard about evil for the first time, and when he talked to Wendy, the other party never mentioned it.

This is mainly because evil aliens are taboo in any tribe. Every evil alien born will eventually become a minion of the God of Disaster, bringing disaster to the tribe.

With Orenze's exclamation, the originally chaotic situation came to a standstill, and the Mandi people began to retreat one after another as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled.

The Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe all looked in the same direction, and suddenly they saw dust flying on the ground, and huge monsters appeared on the plains.

"That's... a herd of fire-tusked mammoths!?"

Orenze's eyes widened and he shouted loudly, "Everyone, get out of here!"

Having said that, he led the people of the Mandi tribe and quickly retreated towards the rear. Under the current situation, the Mandi tribe's plan had obviously failed. With the evil beings suspected to have appeared in the Tatar tribe, the Mandi tribe had no idea at all. Chance to take them down.

Just as it happened, the Firetusk Mammoth herd suddenly appeared. In order to avoid more serious losses, Orenze, as the leader, decisively led the tribe to retreat.

"Let's go too!"

Seeing the Mandi tribe disappearing into the distance, Drogo breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to stay away from the area to avoid being affected by the fire-tusked mammoths migrating on the plains.

In a moment, on the broad plain, the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe were fighting in a melee, each retreating in different directions.