northernbook Chapter 144: The Aura of the War Priest
Chapter 144: The Aura of the War Priest
War Aura, in the Middle Ages, when the high elf priests developed this skill, it was once called War Aura.
Because the circle of light floating around the pastor would float in the air and flash, which was very beautiful.
Undoubtedly, there is a very strong high elf flavor in it.
As the times changed, later war priests began to transform and upgrade their skills. They no longer paid attention to the visual effects of the war aura, but increasingly valued the coverage of this skill.
When a certain awesome senior expanded the coverage of this spiritual light from a dozen people to several hundred people, the war priest's real killer weapon appeared.
This is the legion-level war aura.
When the frost giant Soi's halo was activated, it not only boosted morale, but also demonstrated the regular attribute improvements of the priest, especially herself.
The frost giant, who was not much inferior in size and strength, cried and yelled wildly;
She pushed aside the enemies in front of her, rushed to the center of the battle, and knocked down the mad orc warlord with an elbow.
Then, without waiting for everyone to react, he picked up Lian's little arm on the ground and ran back crying.
I don’t understand what this frost giant wants to do, but Broken Tooth has a very accurate grasp of the situation on the battlefield.
"waaaaaah!"
The orcs' battle howls exploded like thunder.
Broken Tooth forced himself to go berserk again, leaping and slashing towards the orc commander's neck.
Feeling the burning of the Chuunibyou spirit, Hollow Ear was not left behind and began to swing the baseball bat wildly.
At this moment, he just wanted to increase his speed a little bit, and the weapon in his hand left endless afterimages.
If any genuine swordsman saw this scene, he would recognize the move form of the earless orc - this is the prototype of the swordsman's Qi-raising Slash.
The skin and armor of the orc warlords are very tough, but they are no match for the rare steel weapons coated with a layer of adamantium.
After being shot in the head hundreds of times by Kong Er, the orc warlord's forehead was dented.
Broken Tooth's battle axe also cut off half of his neck and got stuck on the cervical vertebrae.
But this is not the end yet, Lin Liya's arrow hit the orc commander's head again.
But this time he was unlucky and the arrow went into his ear hole. The tail feathers of the arrow were trembling under the strong force.
This was followed by five flaming arrows.
Frey Starsong used her last single-target spell, and flames ignited on the orc commander's body, igniting the fat on the fat man's body.
Hiding behind the flaming arrow, a ball of gray-green energy shot out and penetrated into the orc's wide-open mouth.
[Poison Attack], Xiling used her own attack spell to continue squeezing the life of the orc commander-in-chief.
But even so, the legendary warrior's powerful vitality still allowed the fallen commander to stand up.
He had now turned into an oversized torch, and his skin had become extremely shabby under the burning flames. This was the effect of the magic poison.
The neck also lost the traction of the left side muscles and drooped to one side. The eye without the arrow was wide open, and the madness and cruelty in the eyes had not diminished in the slightest.
Xiling lowered her spear, she had just used her last attack spell.
The same was true for Frey Starsong. Although she had more spell slots than Xiling, she had already cast a large number of spells. Now she could only clench her fists and stand aside, at a loss.
In the distance, Soi was pressing the severed arm against Lian's shoulder, trying to cast a spell.
Maybe I was too nervous and failed several times in a row.
Duan Ya glanced at the hunched Kong Er. This student's physical strength had reached its limit and he was probably unable to continue launching that overclocked attack.
He knew that he had very little strength left, but he was probably the only one among all the people present who still had the strength to fight.
Looking at the fallen orcs pouring in from the door again, Broken Tooth let out a long breath.
With the blessing of the war aura, he might be able to kill this big guy that once made the orcs extremely frightened.
Looking again at his companions who were no longer able to fight, this orc, who was already in his forties and was about to enter old age, dipped his finger in the enemy's blood and drew a long mark on his forehead.
"Morgan, may the orcs' bravery bring you a good harvest."
After mumbling a prayer, Broken Tooth raised his battle axe with a solemn expression.
"Today... well... I can't say such unlucky words...
What should I say next... Never mind...
……
waaaaaaah!!!”
The battle axe wrapped in fine gold drew an arc with white light and slashed towards the orc commander's neck again.
The huge palm blocked the path of the battle axe, but this time, the palm failed to stop the axe's chop.
Half of the palm, along with the four fingers on it, flew into the air, leaving only the other half of the thumb, which touched the handle of the platinum battle axe.
"It's not over yet!"
Broken Tooth pulled the battle axe back violently, taking the half palm down with him.
But at this moment, the huge orc grabbed Broken Tooth's neck.
The terrifying force gradually tightened, and Duan Ya seemed to be able to hear the screaming of his own cervical vertebrae.
Still a little bit off...
Broken Tooth·Wasteland muttered to himself.
I really shouldn't say such unlucky words... not even a single word...
“Broken Tooth, open your eyes!
It’s not your turn today…”
Tagon struggled to stand up. This was the first time he stood up since the injury.
Having been crushed by the turbulent flow of divine thoughts for a whole day, the old shaman was now completely exhausted and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse at any time;
Even the goddess Morgan didn't know how badly she was hurt. She shouted for a long time but received no response.
But he still had a spell he hadn't used yet, and it was his last chance to use it.
"You have to give me this opportunity...
Crazy Fist, at least we have fought side by side before...
Finally, let me go to see Gruumsh with you in this way...
[Soul Synchronization]!"
As the old shaman finished speaking, an extremely fine soul thread flew out from his forehead, spanning the entire battlefield and sinking into...
“Hey, hey, hey!
I went to great lengths to save you two, not to let you die right from the start!
I really don’t understand why you, an old man, are so panicked…”
Before the silk thread could cross the battlefield, the awakened human used his fingernail to flick it back into the old shaman's forehead.
Because the main consciousness also absorbed the divine consciousness, Ivan was now very sensitive to the surrounding products of the soul, and he saw the purpose of this strand of silk at a glance -
Connect the consciousness of both parties, and then perish together...
After stopping the old shaman's suicidal attack, Alvin walked up to Broken Tooth with a cocky look on his face.
The big orc was held in the air by the neck by an even bigger fat man.
Ivan pried open the orc commander's fingers one by one. The frost giant's power belt made his grip stronger than that of Soi, a real frost giant.
"Now, who can tell me,
Which bastard broke my sister-in-law's hand? "