Chapter 256

In the past trials, most of the insect races that passed the trial were sacrifices completed at the altar of war.

For the insect race powerhouse, a large part of their battle strength comes from the unique incubators.

Compared with the danger of deliberately pursuing the altar of doom, most insect race powerhouses are more inclined to tap the power of creation fragments, which are safer and more in line with the consistent tactical needs of insect race.

This resulted in the insect race powerhouse being able to fight against humans and demons during large-scale Legion battles. However, in a separate confrontation, the insect race powerhouse’s power was the weakest and was even weakened. It is nicknamed the parallel powerhouse.

But Rajax knows very well that not all the individual battle strengths of the insect race powerhouse are so weak. At least the individual strength of each lord of the nine fortresses is not in the Insect Devil clan. Under the lord, because they are all powerhouses that walked out of the altar of the doomsday.

As a trialist in the position of the Lord of Ambition, Rajax's eyes were aimed at the Altar of Doom very early.

"Ross' direction has overlapped with the Altar of Doom." A different color appeared in Ed's eyes.

Vick complexion slightly changed, saying: "We'd better go directly to the Altar of Doom, otherwise the task of killing Ross will be lost."

The five propositions will be Insect. The Devil two clans stand in the fortress of Northern Domain, and there are seven trialist names on the kill list.

Storm Fortress originally had three people on the list. Because of the withdrawal of Fernando and Nelson, now only Rose is left, but he is ranked first. In each of the remaining fortresses, there are several The strongest trialist was named.

Ed was silent. The quest he received was slightly different from Demon Race. As long as he could prevent Rose and the others from gaining the power of the Altar of Doom, his quest would be completed without a must. Kill them. Although the trialist in the other Human Race fortresses did not speak, he was certain that their mission would not be necessary to kill.

After all, this is just the difference of Human Race. When the Iron-Blood Banner Fortress falls, there are only eight human races of the War Fortress. It is inevitable that they will join forces. At that time, they will become comrades-in-arms. .

However, in this brief moment, Ed chose to be silent. With the strength shown by Rose, he even hoped that Rose would die in the ruins of the end.

The first few people have already negotiated a cooperation plan. After a simple exchange, they decided to join hands to occupy the Altar of Doom, and then sweep the high-risk spirits in batches, and wait until they have collected enough heart cores to sacrifice. Act separately.

The most dangerous place in the ruins of the doomsday lies in the hunting of high-risk ruins. As long as you have the sacrificial heart core in your hand, the danger of the ruins of the doomsday will drop a lot, at least the first batch of those who entered the ruins of the doomsday Most trialists are confident enough to avoid the attacks of high-risk souls.

The grandiose team marched in the direction where the light beam of the Altar of Doom is, and the threat of the time rift streamer became more noticeable.

"Be careful not to get close to those golden streamers, they will suddenly disappear within a certain range, and then suddenly appear, with our strength, now completely unable to resist." Eddy whispered and more than a dozen Human Race The trialist communicated.

This is common sense in the ruins of the doomsday, but not everyone knows it.

Soon, the trialist team inevitably encountered a wandering suture monster.

It is a monster similar to hatred has several points of, but its strength is far more powerful than ordinary hatred. The height of this suture monster is close to five meters. It is a huge body like a mound, full of The dangerous oppression force.

The trembling body was covered with dark red sarcoma. Under the layers of rotten flesh, there were obvious stitched wounds, and there were waving residual limbs and broken arms, like a pile of rotten flesh stitched together. The monster.

Compared with other high-risk ruins spirits, the suture monster is the only one kind of irrational, strong Great Ruins spirit that only relies on tyrannical strength to make the trialist change color by the wind.

If it is a single trialist, among the high-risk ruins spirits that I don't want to encounter, the suture monster ranks first.

Because it is the most powerful!

But in the face of the huge trialist army, this kind of ruins spirit with only strength and no reason is what they most want to see.

"Do it quickly, don't attract other souls." Vic whispered.

"According to the agreement, the heart core of this first soul market belongs to Human Race, and it will be handled by you."

Although Demon Race has the largest number of people and the strongest strength, But in order to attract the trialist from outside, Vic made the biggest concession in the allocation of the heart core.

"Be prepared for melee defense, don't let the suture monster approach, knight-errant and mage are ready to attack, set fire to kill." Vic quickly made arrangements.

Although the suture monster is powerful, they many people, even if only the trialist of Human Race takes the shot, and collects fire remotely for a round, even if it can't be killed, it can still be maimed.

"roar!" The suture monster roared.

Step forward and rush towards the trialist team.

The earth began to tremble. Although the stitching monster's feet hidden under the fat can not be seen clearly, its speed is not slow at all. It takes less than five seconds from the time the stitching monster is found to the attack range. time.

The piercing ice arrow, the blazing Fireball, the transparent wind blade, the flashing arrow...

The violent energy burst out in an instant, and various attacks fell at the same time. Above the suture monster's body, like ice dripping into boiling oil, a violent explosion suddenly erupted.

Frost Energy spread, and the speed of the suture monster slowed down quickly.

Large pieces of minced meat were blown away by the aftermath of the explosion. With the suture monster as the center, a terrifying rain of flesh and blood began.

“roar! ”

The suture monster is in pain. In the constant explosion, it retreats again and again, and it seems that it can't hold the trialist's joint attack.

Rajax watched the battle intently. The record of insect race and high-risk souls fighting is the least. He urgently needs information on various high-risk souls, which is the life of trialist. To accumulate data.

Human Race trialist has set fire for five consecutive rounds. They only severely damaged the suture monster, but failed to completely kill it. Such terrifying strength made the insect race trialist's face gradually ugly.

The trialist of the insect race did not carry the insect nest and lacked the means of long-range attack. Most of their strength was above the tyrannical body, but their proud physique was compared to the suture monster. The defense is not above a grade at all.

If they were to deal with this suture monster, although they had more numbers, they would have to pay casualties before it was possible to take down this suture monster.

The mage and knight-errant kept focusing on the fire, blocking the suture monster's advancement, and it seemed that the suture monster was about to be killed.

Ed and Rajax are slightly relaxed. Although the high-risk spirits are strong, they also have enough strength to deal with them. After mastering the real battle strength of these high-risk spirits, even if they don’t compete with Demon Race Together, they also have enough strength to deal with these high-risk ruins spirits.

Seeing that the mage and knight-errant began to save magic power, the attack frequency slowed down significantly, the corner of Vic’s mouth suddenly raised slightly, and a trace of sarcasm appeared in his eyes. In the ruins of the doomsday, underestimating the enemy is a fatal mistake. With only this kind of strength, how could it be called a high-risk market spirit.