Chapter 82 Bloody Divination

There are also a few senior Druids who are good at "natural spellcasting" in the Asa army. They can cast natural magic spells in the state of transforming into falcons, and collectively release "burning fire" to bomb the wither monsters, and the flames volley down Like a rain of fire, the wither monsters that had nowhere to hide were ignited one by one and burned to ashes.

"Snake Hand" Sharman saw the rapid deterioration of the battle situation, and his face gradually became gloomy. According to the predetermined combat plan, the mission of the Withered Corps is to attract the main force of the Algonquin tribe, and to gain an opportunity for the ogre warriors led by Shrek the "Smart King" to take advantage of the opportunity. The initial battle plan went smoothly, and the message from "Soul Stealer" Chanikwe indicated that the army of ogres had invaded Powhatan Village, forcing Victor and Matoka to lead 500 Asa hunters to return to the village in an emergency. Village rescue. According to Sharman's pre-war vision, he should lead the Withered Corps to launch a counterattack at this time, and take advantage of the Powhatan couple's departure from the front line to wipe out this army that has lost effective command. Unfortunately, things backfired, and there are still many Asa hunters left to fight. With as many as 1,500 people, the force was still far greater than that of the withering monsters. The two high-ranking rangers who replaced the Powhatans as frontline commanders were calm and cautious, leaving no chance for Sharman to fight back. If the battle continues like this, if it persists for another two hours at most, the Wither Corps will usher in annihilation.

Sharman was secretly anxious. Currently, the only hole card of the Withered Corps is himself. Except for Powhatan and his wife, there is no third person in the Algonquin tribe who can compete with him. Now that the couple have left the battlefield, Sharman is confident that he can kill anyone on the other side with his own strength. However, on the real battlefield, there is no such thing as fighting alone. No matter how strong he is alone, he is no match for the siege of thousands of people. Once he falls into the siege, it will be difficult to escape.

Just when Sharman was hesitating whether to do it himself, he suddenly felt a strong palpitation. After a brief trance, he realized that his servant Chanikwe was dead.

Just as a druid who worships the origin of nature can domesticate a wild beast as his animal partner, the advanced "blighter" of a fallen druid also has a similar ability, except that the partner is no longer an animal, but an undead that matches its alignment creatures or evil goblins.

"Soul Stealer" Chanikkui is Sharman's contract partner. If the soul-stealing spirit dies, the contract signed by the two will be erased, and of course Sharman will feel it.

Sharman is well aware of how cunning his servant is. Even creatures stronger than Soul Stealer would find it difficult to catch this treacherous elf, let alone kill it. However, the reality is so cruel. The Soul Stealer is absolutely dead, and even the soul is completely destroyed at the moment of physical death. Even Shaman can't resurrect it with the magical magic of bringing the dead back to life.

Who on earth killed the Soul Stealer and cruelly destroyed its soul?

The more Shaman thought about this question, the more he shuddered, and ominous premonitions piled up in his heart like dark clouds.

After a few seconds of contemplation, Sharman turned over and dismounted. The gray horse relieved the pressure and purred comfortably. But the animal was too happy. Sharman swung his left arm suddenly, and the poisonous snake connected to his elbow jumped out of his cuff like a black lightning bolt, biting the gray horse's neck fiercely, with two pairs of sharp fangs embedded in the blood vessels, injecting venom. The frightened horse tried to struggle, but before he could take a step, he collapsed, lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, his pupils rapidly dilated.

Sharman withdrew his snake hand, pulled out his dagger and mercilessly cut open the horse's belly, watching with a blank expression as a large amount of blood mixed with internal organs poured out from the incision. His eyes were focused on the bloody horse intestines, and his eyes flickered.

The stacked and coiled intestines are like a bloody labyrinth. Since ancient times, the so-called "prophets" of the wild tribes have been fascinated by it. They firmly believe that the future can be glimpsed from the circuits of the intestines, and a whole set of methods of divination has been developed.

At this moment, "Snake Hand" Sharman is using this bloody and barbaric method for divination. The convulsive and wriggling horse intestines brought him vague revelations, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Although it is unclear what happened to Powhatan Village and who killed the Soul Stealer, the divination results show that Sharman's battle plan has been completely failed. If he does not leave the battlefield as soon as possible, even he himself will be killed danger of death.

"What the hell!" Cursed angrily, Sharman took out a small wooden tablet engraved with runes from his pocket, and softly recited the activation characters. The wooden tablet in his hand burst into orange light, covering him from head to toe, transforming It rose into the sky as a beam of light, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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At the same time when "Snake Hand" Sharman cast the teleportation spell and left the battlefield, King Shrek, who was far away in Powhatan Village, also felt that the situation was getting worse.

Ilminsur, who guards the fountain of wisdom, is close at hand, but Shrek's dream is quickly shattered. In front of him was a dense barrier of thorns and an army of activated plants that would not budge. Behind him were the troops of the Asa tribe that were approaching constantly. King Shrek and his subordinates were trapped in a tight siege, in a dilemma.

Originally, Shrek still had the last illusion, hoping that "Snake Hand" Sharman would lead the withered army to come to support, but the battle continued until the sun was westward, not to mention that Shaman never heard from him, even the "Serpent" who contacted Shrek on behalf of Shaman "Soul Stealer" Chanikui also disappeared.

There was a loud horn in the distance, and Shrek could tell that it was not the horn blown by his own people. Judging from the scene where the Asa people cheered in unison after hearing the sound of the horn, it was most likely Victor and Matoka The couple rushed back with their troops.

"My lord! The enemy's reinforcements are about to arrive. If we don't retreat, it may be too late!" Casio said eagerly.

Shrek's face was heavy, and he nodded, "I'll give the order to retreat now, you lead the brothers out of Powhatan Village as soon as possible, and I'll stop the pursuers!"

After hearing Shrek's decision to kill himself, Casio couldn't help being moved to tears. He played the lute and sang loudly on the battlefield, praising King Shrek's heroic deeds, and vowed to fight side by side with the king and treat death as home.

Just halfway through the impromptu hymn, Casio suddenly heard shouts of killing coming from behind him, and a shower of arrows whizzed towards him. Dust and smoke rose from the opposite side of the forest, and the sound of horseshoes approached quickly like a shower. Casio's poetry had to give way to the cold reality, realizing that the pursuers were behind him, and it would be too late if he didn't run away. Facing the threat of death, Casio felt that as a literati and a poet, he really shouldn't waste his precious life on the battlefield—one more martyr would not change the passive situation of the "Shrek Warriors", but the world Will be overshadowed by the loss of a gifted poet.

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