"What's going on? Those prisoners shouldn't have this ability, right?"
Snorri frowned. Although the Black Guards of Nagarond were much worse than the Phoenix Guards, they were also the real elites among the Immortals. Even that piece of finely crafted plate armor cannot be broken through by ordinary guys.
These elves are selected from the descendants of various families who are favored by the Witch King. Once selected, the mothers of the Black Guards will be killed on the spot, and then they will be taken to a secret camp for special training, and then undergo several brutal eliminations before being trained.
"Stay alert and keep going!"
Snorri made a decision in an instant. With his current strength, as long as the Witch King and Witch Queen didn't suddenly appear, there would be no problem in escaping unharmed. There was no need to look forward or backward.
"It's the black bean sprouts again! Their guys are not bad!"
One or two Black Guards fell dead every few steps in this corridor. After passing through the doorway and entering the hall, the dwarves saw traces of fighting - it turned out to be the dark elves killing each other!
"Is this? A scarlet double-edged sword wound!"
Snorri squatted down and stretched out his hand, and he quickly matched the fatal wound on a guy's throat with the pair of weapons in Loxia's hands.
"There is no more ahead, but a pile of rubble is found!" Gotrek's thick voice filled with annoyance sounded.
Snorri followed his guidance and found an altar in the center of the hall, with a large number of stone fragments scattered on it. The dwarf king narrowed his eyes, and he felt the powerful magical power remaining from above.
"Is this? The writing of the lizard man. Could it be that this thing came from Lustria? Maybe this is also the origin of the octopus face's teleportation ability." He put it together briefly and saw some clues from the patterns on it. .
In fact, Snorri's guess was correct, Loxian-Corrupted Heart had explored Chupayotan, a temple city that sank to the bottom of the sea after the invasion of Chaos.
After he led the God Bless the Evil Party to reach the top of the ruins, seven hired sorceresses organized a ceremony to sacrifice the sea god Marcelan, allowing the pirates to gain the ability to breathe underwater.
Although the lizardmen and the Slann who were sitting there took away the most precious things when they evacuated, what was left in the underwater ruins still made Loxia a lot of money.
He used most of his gains to organize tyrannical subordinates for himself in Naggarond and Karond-Kal, but he also left a few treasures to defend himself and save his life. The same is true for the talisman that can teleport over short distances, and the same is true for this long-distance teleportation array.
"I can't tell where the teleportation point is, but with the remaining strength, he definitely won't be able to get close. He can't climb over the waves after the large army has exhausted them. Let's consider him lucky this time!"
Snorri made his own judgment. It seemed that the death of those black guards was just because the Corrupted Heart took these "personal guards" arranged by the Witch King when he did not intend to escape.
"Clean up the battlefield! Black Bean Sprouts retreat in panic, there must be a lot of good stuff left!"
The dwarf waved his hand and the troops dispersed. With the tribe's sensitivity to wealth and treasures, Snorri knew that they would not let him down.
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"You still can't underestimate your opponents too much in the future. Guys who can reach or even surpass my strength will probably have many adventures and treasures."
Sitting on the ground and piecing together the broken stone plate, Snorri alerted himself. No matter which world they are in, the masters who can be ranked in the first echelon are the product of a combination of talent, luck and hard work.
He has adventures and treasures, and there is a high probability that he will be the same or even stronger. Otherwise, he would not be able to leap to the present day across several thousand years. He must be prepared for a life-and-death fight against every opponent he may encounter in the future.
"My savior!"
"Go back to our village and set up a longevity tablet for you!"
"King Snorri is a thousand years old!"
The Dwarf King's repair work was interrupted by the influx of Cathay prisoners. They all saw how this foreigner from afar arranged blocking tactics and then single-handedly parachuted down to destroy the altar to prevent the sacrifice, then returned to his own formation to kill the black dragon and then led the charge back to the Black Ark.
"It's just a matter of loyalty to others."
Snorri waved his hand. As usual, he would have to give an impromptu speech, but now he was really tired.
"Your Excellency, Zongji's injury is not serious. I heard that you have the power of rejuvenation. I wonder if it is possible.
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Back at the flagship, before they could find Broxen to confirm how the prisoner was captured, Jiuniang of the Jade Blood Clan and several Cathay officers came over.
"Okay, gather the wounded together, and then prepare some sacrifices or something. I will pray to the ancestor goddess of my tribe."
First venting one's killing power, and then showing the healing power is like a butcher's knife in one hand and Buddhist beads in the other. Strong contrast can bring greater shock to people.
"This is more than just disrespectful!"
Yinyin's spread-out body filled the deck of the treasure ship. Compared with her graceful appearance when she defeated the fifth generation Slann Otrax in the Bone Temple, she could barely see the blue color on her body now.
One-third of Minglong's scales fell off, and the rest were mostly broken or showed signs of erosion. There were many obvious scars and teeth marks on the waist, abdomen, and claws, which made Snorri feel a little scratchy.
"Merciful Varaya, use your power to heal this foreign warrior!"
The three animals, pigs, cows, and sheep, arrived quickly. Snorri started the ritual without any further nonsense. A large number of green light spots appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Minglong.
"Damn it, there's an upper limit to the amount of treatment a single target can receive! But that's right. Back then, the ancestor goddess didn't have the need to heal behemoth units. Her authority was still based on group milk."
Snorri opened up to provide revival points, but the light points fell one after another. After a second thought, he analyzed the reason. In order to avoid waste, the wounded of the two races could also bathe in divine grace.
"Many, thank you!"
Minglong's huge dragon eyes opened. The small wounds on her body had healed, and flesh had grown on several major wounds. However, the lost scales and blood could no longer be restored by this sacrifice.
"Ji Zongji, we still have two days' flight from Fuzhou, so you just need to take a good rest!"
Yang Yanzhang finally came to his senses after receiving treatment. He used the last move of the Seven Detectives of the Coiled Snake to forcefully squeeze out his potential and complete the explosion while he was at the end of his strength, causing him serious internal injuries.
"Then you two should have a good rest. I'll take my leave and go back. I still have some business to deal with."
Snorri was already itching and couldn't bear it. He explained the situation in two sentences and rushed back. Bloxon was his first follower, and he was very relieved to handle the matter.
"Is this going to be a trial? Your Majesty, why don't you take a break?"
The engineering master asked thoughtfully.
"Ahem! As the co-choice of the ancestors and gods, if the black bean sprouts are not removed, I will feel uneasy every day!"
