The vitality of these blood predators is terrifying. Even if their heads are cut off, they are still alive. While they are spraying blood crazily, they are waving their weapons frantically and attacking everything around them. The blood is also on their severed limbs. They gather everywhere, and there are signs of regenerating new limbs.
You don't need to ask to know that they obviously have the ability to regenerate blood.
From the moment they accept the infusion of divine power from the predator Garagos, the masters of their bodies are no longer themselves, but these blood powers. When the blood powers burn out, they will also die. moment.
But as long as there is blood in their bodies, they are immortal.
Click!
Thunder and lightning fell directly on them.
Directly evaporating the blood power in their bodies from the inside out.
This is the spell support from those holy strategists. Even though they dress up as warriors, in fact, they are priests with powerful spell-casting abilities. They not only have spell slots, but also special domain spell slots.
Now that we are in the divine battle of Ms. Strategy, the entire battlefield is shrouded in the divine power of Ms. Strategy, which naturally opens the door to them. After discovering that the lightning spell is the restraining ability of the Blood Reaver, we prepared them. All the spells were replaced with lightning spells. When casting, no casting materials were needed, only spell slots were needed. The missing part was naturally made up by the divine power of the Goddess of Strategy.
The terrifying regeneration abilities of these blood predators came to an abrupt end. They twitched uncontrollably and fell to the ground. The blood on their bodies was evaporated and turned into twisted mummies. Their bodies curled up into a ball, shrinking at least half.
In just one confrontation, the first wave of more than thirty Blood Reavers who crossed the car wall were all killed.
In the fight on Chaofan's side, the Conqueror's Army had the advantage, but it was very difficult to face off against the ordinary soldiers of the Blood Berserkers.
Although there was no one-sided retreat, it was held back by a large number of casualties.
The fighting style of these blood berserkers interprets their names to the extreme. They really go berserk when they see blood. They don't care about anything else and let the attacks fall on them. They stare at the injured soldier and attack without stopping. posture.
What makes those soldiers most uncomfortable is that these blood ragers seem to have the ability to draw blood from a distance. Once injured, blood will spurt out uncontrollably through the wound, and blood ragers have the ability to draw blood to repair their own injuries. His ability, even his own blood, shows signs of recovery. This ability is very much like those of vampires.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, so it is naturally particularly difficult to deal with, and in front of the car wall, more blood predators and blood ragers are rushing in continuously.
"Hahaha... you are going to lose!" The predator Garagos laughed excitedly.
He does not need to win the final victory of this war, he only needs to stir up the war, form a large-scale melee, and use these monster soldiers to cause a large number of casualties to the conqueror's army.
Even if the conqueror army finally kills all the monster soldiers and wins the battle with difficulty, Ms. Strategy will also lose the battle of gods - because her followers will die in large numbers, and her reputation will be greatly affected. , it will be difficult to expand your faith in the future.
"It's too early for you to be happy." Ms. Strategy responded coldly and made another move, "Two kings are out."
Gavin and the Lizard Queen he rides, as well as the hobgoblin giants surrounding them.
Catherine and the Red Falcon Knights she leads.
At the same time, the teleportation light flashed, and in the next moment, they appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the formation capabilities of the two electors were fully activated.
The first one to show off her power was the Lizard Queen. She stretched out her neck and sprayed a ball of strong acid dragon breath towards the most densely populated areas of the enemy. The hobgoblin giants built a defensive formation around her.
Gavin did not launch an attack, but instead drew a close-fitting dagger and cut his palm, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out.
Ouch!
The Blood Reavers and Blood Berserkers hundreds of meters around immediately stopped charging, turned around, and aimed their scarlet eyes at Gavin.
This is not ordinary blood, this is the blood chosen by the goddess of strategy. It is filled with the rancid smell of that bitch. This is the existence that they must eradicate at all costs.
On the other side, Ms. Catherine did the same thing inadvertently, and all the blood predators and blood ragers around her were attracted.
This is the advantage of cooperating with smart people. Ms. Strategist does not need to communicate with them at all, she only needs to make moves, and they will instantly understand her mind.
The two kings are bait to help share the pressure on the struggling defense line.
They attracted more than half of the attacking team behind them, and the Blood Reavers who had previously invaded the Conqueror's army became rootless duckweeds.
After the Goliath Corps and the Tree Corps fought against each other, it took only a matter of minutes to destroy them.
The strategy lady's moves were interlocking. After throwing out the two kings as bait, she moved the chess pieces and said: "The castle is open, the two knights come out."
With the help of the tree people, the side cars that formed the wall of the side cars were pulled apart one by one, forming dozens of passages.
The walls of the sidecars could no longer defend against the enemy, so there was no point in continuing the formation. It was better to open the road and release the two cavalrymen blocking the Bridge of Humans and Gods.
Boom!
On the battlefield of cold weapons, the most shocking sound rang out. From slow to fast, countless chaotic sounds of horse hooves converged into one sound - the charge of heavy cavalry.
"Weeding and fertilizing." A voice instantly spread through the hearts of everyone within a hundred meters.
This is the telepathic broadcast of the five-ring exclusive spell of the Holy Strategist. It is also called the collective messenger. It is used for coordinated operations on the battlefield. It is obvious that Ms. Strategist has realized the importance of rapid transmission of orders in coordinated operations. .
However, her current thinking is still limited to the level of legion combat, and has not yet been upgraded to long-distance coordinated operations between legions. This area of the conqueror army is ahead of the curve because of Gavin, and their shadow messengers have begun to play a role. .
The weeding and fertilizing spells fell one after another, and the entangled vines spread in front of the formation instantly withered and turned into dust. The entangled vines did not distinguish between friend and foe. If you rushed out rashly, you would probably be knocked down.
boom! boom! boom!
As the heavy cavalry that increased in speed passed by, whether they were blood predators or blood ragers, they all flew out uncontrollably.
Heavy cavalry is the most easily challenged among all arms, because when they charge with the help of horse speed, the attack power they exert cannot be measured by common sense at all, and they never fight alone.
You survived the first blow, and there were second, third, and fourth blows...
It goes on and on like waves until you fall and can no longer get up.
Fifteen hundred Nott's heavy cavalry, armed to the teeth, swept across the entire battlefield like a strong wind. They did not need to care whether the enemy was dead or not. They only needed to follow their captain and keep rushing forward, and then move forward. Just charge and attack all enemies still standing, and the battlefield will naturally be cleaned by the infantry behind them.
As for combat statistics.
Faerûn has its own statistical method, and it is difficult to fake, because the professional levels are displayed there. The one who has gained the most professional experience is the one who has the greatest military exploits. This is beyond doubt.
Moreover, this professional experience distribution does not mean that whoever delivers the final fatal blow will get the experience. The magic network will automatically evaluate who contributed the most in this battle and who will get the big win.
Therefore, there is rarely a situation of grabbing heads. Everyone performs their duties and exerts their own fighting power as much as possible. This is the best way to win battle merit.
If it were said that Nott's Heavy Cavalry Corps was a heavy punch.
Then the hobgoblin wolf cavalry led by Thomas is like a soft light punch, and it is not obvious that it has much lethality, because like a pack of wolves, they will avoid the most ferocious front of the enemy and detour to their sides to bite them. .
They did not detour to the side of the battlefield, but to the side of the entire monster army.
The hobgoblin wolf cavalry prefers light cavalry in terms of equipment and combat style. After all, wolves have relatively limited endurance and cannot carry heavy equipment. Their cunning character, even after training, will not charge headlong like war horses.
Scraping flesh from the monster army layer by layer is what they are best at.
Don't think that they are dangerous wandering around the outside of the monster army. In fact, their pressure is minimal.
The Blood Predators transformed by Predator Garagos are mainly concentrated on the front and tail wings. Before a formal battle with the enemy, these Blood Predators dare not easily unfold their blood cloaks to raise a large number of Gu, because once they are not raised well, they will only have no quality. The amount and speed of killing enemies cannot be increased, making it easy to be targeted.
With only a small number of Blood Reavers leading ordinary monster soldiers, they cannot withstand the cannibalizing tactics of the Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry. They can dig out a piece of meat from above every time, and even kill several Blood Reavers.
With the cooperation of multiple people, these blood predators can absorb the power of the dead to strengthen themselves, making them more powerful and more difficult to deal with. If alone, they can easily be surrounded and die of exhaustion of blood power. The blood in his body The power of blood is plundered, not self-generated, so use less and less.
It wasn't until this partial army attracted the attention of Garagos the Predator, and they spent their remaining divine power to create more than a dozen Blood Predators and organized defense on the spot that they were able to hold back the Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry. of cannibalization.
Even the Predator Garagos cannot transform all the monster soldiers into Blood Predators, which requires consuming his divine power.
According to the sacred laws of divine warfare, the souls of enemies killed by his soldiers belong to him, and if the enemy kills soldiers under his command, even if they are devout believers, the souls must belong to the other party - those killed by blood predators and blood ragers The souls of the monsters did not reach the hands of Garagos the Predator, but were mixed with the blood to strengthen the fighting power of the Blood Predators. Blood does not have such magical power. It is just an appearance. In fact, What is used is the soul, and the ownership of these souls will be determined together with the death of the enhancer.
If there is no price, the war between the gods will be fought whenever they want, and the entire material plane will be filled with chaos caused by the gods, and the people will be in dire straits.
Until now in this war, Garagos the Predator has suffered the loss. Only a few souls have been taken away, but thousands of souls have been lost.
However, he could only stand aside and stare, unable to carry out exquisite remote control commands like the strategic lady, because he only used these three axes to strengthen the power of the monster soldiers with the power of plunder and destruction, and carried out the big hash, which was the final word.
Don't underestimate this power. Thousands of years ago, this trick would have been invincible. Let alone the material plane, even in the abyss of hell, even on the bloody battlefield, it would have been done sideways. After all, this blood plundering It follows the path of fighting to support war, and the more it fights, the stronger it gets. When tens of thousands of blood predators charge with hundreds of thousands of blood ragers, even those abyss demon legions have to tremble. Obediently take a detour and wait until they are exhausted and weakened - when there are no external enemies for them to plunder, they can easily fight among themselves.
However, this ability was severely restrained by the goddess of strategy. She used tactics to divide the power of the marauder army layer by layer, fully utilizing the advantages of various arms in her hands to the extreme, and forming a localized attack with more troops to crush the smaller troops.
The brainless army of predators has no way to effectively respond. Although the blood predators maintain a certain degree of sanity compared to the blood ragers, they are quite limited and will be fooled if they are teased a little.
"Since you are the king, then I will meet the king with you." The predator Garagos roared wildly and devoted all the remaining divine power around his body to the favored supreme predator.
A tall jackal shaman howled wildly, his body began to grow taller, and his body was filled with blood mist.
This is a response to the one king and one queen pattern on the conqueror's army, to avoid a two-on-one situation.
It's just that Garagos the Predator was clearly out of his depth, and it was a bit difficult for him to raise a Chosen God on the spot. The gnoll grew to a little more than four meters, and then stopped abruptly.
This gnoll shaman was also ferocious enough. He howled loudly, and the gnoll guards around him immediately took action, killing the surrounding monster soldiers indiscriminately, killing all the gnolls, both good and non-standard. , if the jackals don't join them in this kind of external killing, they will be killed.
For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, and all of it flew out of the body under the guidance of the Gnoll Shaman. Not only was it continuously poured into his own body, but it was even poured into the bodies of those Gnolls.
The body of the Jackal Shaman, which originally stopped growing in size, started a new round of expansion, and soon exceeded five meters and entered the category of super large size.
Seeing this situation, the plunderer Garagos was not angry but happy, laughing loudly and said: "This is my way of plundering, this is my true choice, plunder, devour, and win the final victory for me." Victory, I will give you real power and make you my true divine choice."
Both the previous hobgoblin warlords and the current gnoll shamans are just like the blood reavers, disposable consumables who were promoted temporarily.
The identity of a elector is a two-way choice. Even if the gods do not want to promote anyone as their own electorate, they can promote anyone, and there is a limit to the number of electors that each god can have.
Just like Gavin previously refused to become Ms. Strategy's elect, even if the goddess of Strategy is extremely capable, she cannot force Gavin to bow her head and must become his elect.
Even if you become a chosen one, if you do things that betray this god every day, it won't be long before your elector status will be taken away. There is no need for the god to take action. The laws of the multiverse will be automatically implemented. If you don't make difficult atonement, even if you don't make atonement. Even if this god is willing to forgive him, it is impossible for him to regain his elect identity and ability.
This matter involves the issue of the root cause of the existence of gods. Even most gods cannot explain it clearly, let alone mortals. All they need to know is that this is the operating law of the multiverse.
"Attack, all-out attack, kill their king and queen." The plunderer Garagos decided to capture the thief first and capture the king first, and then deal with the two strategic ladies who were like nails on the battlefield.
Compared with his temporary divine choice, those two are the real voters of Ms. Strategy.
This not only means that the Goddess of Strategy spends a lot of divine power on them, but also means that they are her important chess pieces and a key point in promoting her faith. Harvesting their souls will greatly weaken the power of the Goddess of Strategy, at least Slow down the pace of her development and expansion.
Compared with the monstrous sea of blood that just appeared, the blood mist surrounding him has become extremely weak, and his incarnation can be vaguely seen. It is an extremely burly and scarred giant, close to the peak of super size. , eight or nine meters tall, with arms positioned like bushes, four or five arms stretched out, and none of the weapons held in their hands are the same.
His title of Master of Hundred Arms is not just for boasting. It is said that the Hundred-Armed Giant was the god born from his intercourse with a giant goddess during his peak period.
The two Predator Gods each howled wildly, threw away their bodyguards, and rushed towards Gavin and Catherine. As they rushed, they killed unscrupulously and collected the blood and souls of the monster soldiers. It is used to strengthen the strength of one's own bodyguards. The opponent's current situation is obviously below extraordinary. He is not even qualified to participate in the war. The situation is different.
That incredibly fat black dragon had an astonishingly rough skin and thick flesh. The swords of those blood ragers slashed at it, and the defense was broken. But the problem was that all the flesh was white and fat, and there was not a drop of blood. , let alone absorb it for your own use.
The lethality of those blood predators was high enough. It was hard to see the blood, but before it could be absorbed, the blood turned into black mist and disappeared.
In other words, this black dragon is not a black dragon in the ordinary sense, but a more unique existence, and blood plunder is useless to it.
(End of chapter)
