Dark Shadow Shrine

"Ahhhh—"

In the evening, terrific screams resounded from every corner of the Misty Mountain Range from time to time.

A 12-meter-long giant Allosaurus easily hunted down a Phantom Goddess follower in a tattered white robe under the command of the rider. The Allosaurus' long tail wagged excitedly like a dog wagging its tail. The huge head opened its huge jaw, revealing serrated teeth that were as sharp as knives.

Without even chewing it, the female cultist is swallowed whole, with a human figure clearly visible through its S-shaped "bulldog" neck.

The rider laughed loudly: "Weak! Too weak! The followers of the Phantom Goddess will also play with illusions, and they are not as good as the villagers in real fighting."

He was not annoyed when he found that the 'teammates' next to him didn't pay much attention to him. In his view, these shadow thieves of Amn who are in charge of tracking are just a group of human hounds.

The rider watched the Allosaurus with fascinated eyes. It has a large body, powerful hind limbs, clawed feet, and short, strong, three-toed forelimbs. The toes end in terrifying claws. It has bony ridges and protrusions on top of its head, and its jaws are so powerful.

"Beautiful! So beautiful! Such a creature is the masterpiece of the Creator!"

The Shadow Thief of Amn gave the rider a disgusted look, but he had no desire to speak after all. If he could choose, he wouldn't want to stay with this stinky guy for a second longer, but the thought of serving the ogre army 300 meters away if he didn't stay with these dinosaur riders made the Shadow Thief of Amn feel a little bit uncomfortable. Despair and pain.

Ogre's huge stature is doomed that they are not good at tracking and searching.

Thinking of the companion who led the way for the ogre and died just because the ogre was greedy, the shadow thief of Amn felt a burst of anger and resentment.

If you have to choose one of the two demons to serve, you can only choose the one that is not so bad.

The only good news is that their master, the great murder god Cyric, seemed very happy after breaking through the largest holy place of the Phantom Goddesses.

For some reason, Cyric was in a bad mood again.

According to the low-level priests, it seems that another twelve priests were killed by the Phantom Goddess last night. The twelve priests also became ten priests.

That puts a taint on a big win.

The Shadow Thief of Amn suddenly felt a little ridiculous. When was it his turn to murder the priest of the murder god who is famous for murder? The name of the king of the dark sun and lies, weep!

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the sky.

A large black cloud suddenly rose in the sky in the distance, and when I looked up, I could see dense steel arrows piercing armor arrows attacking the Dinosaur Cavalry and the Ogre Legion at high speed.

The victim did not respond.

"Damn it, it's a phantom again!" No matter the rider or the shadow thief of Amn, they have seen too many besieging the Phantom Holy Land these days.

From sudden volcanic eruptions, to tornadoes, to tsunamis... Except for a few phantoms used to cover up traps that are really lethal, most of them are false alarms.

The force has become a little numb.

Seeing these sensual phantoms at first, the team was indeed quite panicked. It's more visible, that's all. Those who were actually killed could be called unlucky ones.

The poor attack power of the followers of the Phantom Goddess made these phantoms mostly frightening things.

So when the rain of arrows came, few people reacted, and they didn't even try to hide. Guys who hide in embarrassment are often the laughing stock of everyone.

However, they immediately paid the price for their indiscretion.

"Ahhhh—"

"Damn it! It's real!"

"My legs! My legs!"

The sharp steel arrows easily pierced the thin leather armor of shadow thieves and riders, bringing death to these reckless people.

It was obviously a pleasant and relaxing hunting game here for a quarter of an hour, but it turned into a hellish Shura field the next moment.

Not only humans, but even these subspecies of dinosaurs have been hit hard. The steel arrow that fell rapidly from the highest point in the sky was shot down with extremely fierce kinetic energy, which even the thick skin of the sub-dragon could not resist. If it weren't for the limited length of the arrows, many large dragons would be fatally injured.

Even so, at least a third of the light drakes in the party were incapacitated.

The ogre team, hundreds of meters away, suffered another blow.

Track arrows!

This kind of spell-like arrow can go around the corner and hit the enemy even if it is blocked by obstacles!

The ogres, who were also numb during the chain of visions, also paid the price. Their price was even heavier. More than 30 adult ogres died because their eyes and throats were shot at the same time by the tracking arrows.

Arrow rain plus tracking arrows!

If the force couldn't even tell the tricks of an old adversary, they wouldn't be alive today.

"It's the Gale Demon Arrow Squad! Concentrate! All concentrate!" the leader of the team shouted.

"Bastard! We said we've left the territory of Mulan City permanently, why are they chasing them out?" All Cyric believers were cursing the elite troops from Mulan City.

The Gale Demon Arrow Squad is an archer group composed of all half-elves. To join this elite army, at least one must be a Bronze rank magic archer. In fact, the original standard for full members was at least the silver rank. It was only after years of fighting with Cyric, the monster army, that the loss was too great, and the entry standard was lowered.

Even so, it will not damage the prestige of the Gale Demon Arrow Squad.

The only thing that restricts the Gale Demon Arrows is the number of people. The number of archers with 120 people is too small for Cyric, a huge monster army.

Three rounds of rapid shooting caused more than 50 people and more than 20 dragons to fall forever. But more Cyric believers began to gather under the command of the leader. This level of loss is not considered a serious injury to a team of more than 2,000 people.

Against shooters, a dense defensive formation is always the best way to reduce losses.

"Cut!" On the hillside, Randall, the head of the Gale Demon Sword Corps, spat angrily.

Beside Randall, a mysterious man covered in a black robe reminded him: "Captain Randall, it's time to withdraw." Only the long pointed ears exposed in the air showed his identity as a half-elf .

"Three more rounds! It would be good to kill a few more bastards." Randall's eyes were redder than rabbits. The hatred accumulated over the years made him a little reluctant to part with such an ideal shooting platform in front of him.

On the mountainside, more than 60 meters away from the valley, there was a faint layer of mist nearby to cover them. However, the vision of the target area is clearly visible, coupled with the lack of wind, harvesting human heads is simply more pleasant than hunting.

"Don't force me to order you in the name of the Red Knight, Commander Randall." The voice was in a negotiating tone, and no one could hear the unquestionable tone in his tone.

"Okay!" Randall is not the kind of person who is easily dizzy, otherwise this agility-based team would have been wiped out hundreds of times.

With a whistle, the half-elf archers who were originally standing along the mountainside left quickly and filed away.

"Please go this way, I have prepared special seats for you to watch the battle."

Looking at the half-elf kid leading the way in front of him, Randall was a little upset. They had suddenly received an order from the city lord in the morning. They didn't even eat lunch, and rushed over a hundred kilometers to come here. After shooting three rounds of arrows, they were about to run away. Who can stand this bird spirit.

If it weren't for this kid holding the token of the Red Knight, Randall would definitely slap him a few times even if he obeyed the order.

Looking back at Randall, Raven smiled: "Not enjoyable enough, is it? Don't worry, I will let you enter again when the time is right. Please bear with me for half an hour now."

Randall couldn't understand Raven's mysterious face, and he didn't give him a good face. He hummed as an answer.

Raven took the Gale Demon Arrows to a small S-shaped rift that could not be seen from the outside and hid them before looking into the distance.

According to Laila, those guys are almost here.

In the air three kilometers above the canyon, Duke Dasniel in military uniform was flying fast on an 8-meter-long old white dragon.

It's not for nothing that Bailong is called the weak scum among the five-color evil dragons.

White dragons are the smallest and least intelligent of the draconic creatures; most white dragons are nothing more than beastly predators. Their expressions reveal that they are fierce but simple-minded, not as shrewd as other powerful kin.

To some extent, white dragons have become synonymous with low IQ among dragons.

Of course, this also facilitates the domestication of humans.

The only problem is that the adult white dragon is only four meters long, so it is really impossible to match it with a tall knight. If there were no knights, these guys would mess around again.

So the once desperate Duke Darthnil once considered deploying halfling riders for him. However, considering the halfling's urinating nature, he still gave up.

Along the way, Duke Darsnell took out Morn's head more than once to look at it, and felt secretly refreshed once he saw it. When he first received this news, Duke Dasnier couldn't believe it, until the mysterious messenger took out Morn's head.

It's a pity that Morn's soul has been taken away by some god, otherwise, with this head, Duke Dasnil can already please his supreme God Bane.

Of course, a alive and kicking high priest of Cyric would gain more of Bane's favor. Duke Dasniel still clearly remembers how his White Dragon Knights, which are famous all over the world, came to be. That was his perfect fulfillment of Bane's oracle, and Bane rewarded him.

Without Bane, he is still a down-and-out little baron without a fief.

Suddenly he found the target, the huge size of the ogre and the dragon, so that he could easily distinguish it from a kilometer away!

right! This is the monster army directly under Cyric in the information!

"Haha! I really don't know who is such a good person, who helped me gather the enemies together!" Duke Dasniel screamed in surprise.

As a dragon knight who is good at washing the ground, oh no, it is a ground attack, nothing is more disturbing than the situation where enemies are running all over the mountain and everywhere. Only the enemy that gathers together but has no anti-air ability is the best enemy!

The Duke raised his long dragon spear high and swung it around in the void a few times, all the dragon knights understood.

Dive attack!

start!

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