Almighty Lord of Another World

Facing the words of the barbarian king, Ivan smiled and replied: "I advise you to surrender. It has nothing to do with your race, fighting habits, and methods."

When the barbarian king heard this, he was a little angry: "Then are you here to humiliate our barbarians?!"

Aiwen shook his head and said, "I can't talk about humiliation. The main reason is that I don't want to cause too many killings."

The barbarian king said: "The barbarians are not afraid of death! Fighting is the way for the barbarians to survive! Even if you have family or group support, it will not frighten us, the magician, we barbarians have Sacrifice shaman!

This time we have dispatched nearly a thousand high-level **** sacrifice shamans. I don't believe that the Taranto Empire will have so many high-level magicians! "

Aiwen smiled, nodded, and then said to the barbarian king: "It is true that the sacrificial shaman is a very remarkable profession, but this is not a guarantee for the barbarian army to win.

If you don’t believe it, you can ask the priest behind you what is his opinion? "

The barbarian king blinked and turned his head to look at the third priest, only to find that the third priest was sweating frantically at this time. It is now obvious that there are traces of his robes.

What's wrong?

The barbarian king froze for a moment and then immediately went over and asked: "Priest, what's wrong with you? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

The third priest shook his head, panting non-stop with his staff in both hands.

After the failure of the exploration just now, the third priest had a more powerful trick, which was to use blood as a medium to strengthen the effect of the interference skill.

The previous spellcasting only used spellcasting props, usually powders made of certain animal and plant extracts, but this time directly using your own blood, the magnitude is already the highest, even the great magicians of the mainland countries are also destined Will be disturbed or even magical backlash occurs.

Although I can't see the traces of Aiwen's magic power, the third priest knew that magic exists. This is the talent of the **** sacrifice shaman profession, and it cannot be wrong! So this time the third priest is also desperate, and regardless of the signs of magic, he directly greets in the direction where Ivan is.

But no matter how the third priest urged the spell, the energy generated by the skill disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea, as if there was a bottomless pit in front of him, absorbing his spell energy to the full, but there was no splash.

The third priest thought this situation was really weird! Even if this young man has several high-level protective magic items of the same level, he will show up and break several of them under the effect of his own huge ability. This is because even the most powerful enchanters on the mainland have not The method can completely absorb the skill energy of a **** sacrifice shaman of his level.

And even if those magic items can really cope with his skill energy, they will inevitably show abnormal phenomena. At least fever or something is like this, which can be detected by people.

But the third priest has all the energy to suckle. Ivan and Christine are still okay, and Christine even started picking his nails a little boredly!

The sacrificial shaman and magician are old enemies, and they don't want to lose to each other anyway. The third priest was a little angry, he was not willing to lose in this confrontation.

So the third priest used more blood, even if it had no effect at all!

As a result, at the moment when Ivan was talking to the barbarian king, the third priest lost nearly six hundred milliliters of blood, which is the limit that a **** priest shaman can achieve!

But the third priest was so brave to sacrifice, he still didn't cause a little trouble to Aiwen, and he didn't even scratch his boots.

The blood loss and annoyance made the third priest sweat so much as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"I...I'm okay... Rest and rest... It's fine..." The third priest put the weight of his body on the arm of the barbarian king who came by. At this moment, he really needs a good rest to relieve him. This kind of physical damage and mental fatigue.

The barbarian king saw that the third priest had changed from his okay and energetic appearance to the miserable shape at this moment. Regardless of whether Ivan and Christine were the two, he immediately helped the third priest walk back to the camp. Put the third priest in the exclusive seat and do it, and take the pills from his body according to the instructions of the third priest to take him.

"Priest, this young man... is he really so powerful?"

I didn't think it before, but the appearance of the third priest really scared the barbarian king.

The third priest said weakly: "I... don't know..."

"..." The barbarian king was a bit speechless. He said that you are like this, but you still don't know? To what extent can we judge the other party's details?

The third priest took a few breaths and said, "The reason why I can’t say it clearly~www.ltnovel.com~ is because the opponent’s magic power is like endless. My skill energy rushes up like a worm shaking a tree without any feedback. !"

The barbarian king said: "Did they have powerful magic items that caused this situation?"

The third priest shook his head and said: "It's impossible! As long as it is a magic item, there will be a normal magic response. It is two feelings from artificial spell casting. This can't be wrong.

At first I thought so too, but in the end I didn't see any special magical reaction in the opponent.

You have been talking to him, do you feel anything special about him? "

The barbarian king recalled for a moment and even shook his head: "This person hasn't changed a bit. If there is a magical change, the amulet on my body will have a corresponding response."

The third priest nodded and said, "That's it. Now I am a little convinced of the news that I have received. Those people say that this young man has endless magic power. I experienced it myself today, and I really feel that the other party’s magic power is like Like the sun in the sky, it continuously releases endless energy.

And my skill energy is like a little firefly, not worth mentioning in front of such a huge energy!

The great ancestors, the gods who sheltered the barbarians, do they really exist? ? ? "

When the barbarian king saw that the third priest had lost faith at this time, he was also anxious. The **** sacrifice shaman in the ancestor altar of the royal court is the most powerful **** sacrifice shaman in the entire barbarian clan, and the **** sacrifice shaman ranked third has become like this, so who else can stop outside Where's that mysterious young man?