Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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The beast Leonardo could not refuse to conquer the temptation of a giant dragon. Greenskins were never any patient creatures. After a day of grooming near the fortress, the entire tribe continued to move westward towards the forest of Mortarian. The sea of ​​flowers advances.

Painhurs was very helpless. However, Toria's army has already set off from the south, and the vanguard may arrive at the Glory of Skerrit at any time. It is impossible for him to send a large number of elite support orcs in exchange for military assistance from the other side when the military is inferior.

Not to mention whether the Evil Flame Orcs can defeat the Green Dragon, only the cunning guy, playing hide and seek in the forest, drags for a few days, then this fortress will fly the golden banner.

So, staying in the fortress with strong walls and clear fields? At the same time, they sent the Gothic Navy to carry hundreds of black fangs, and jumped to the south of the peninsula to attack and harass the food road of the golden shoes? Seventeen thousand horses and horses weighing one ton consume an astronomical amount of food and grass every day—it's usually good. Once the horses and horses undergo strenuous exercise, they need to eat a lot, otherwise, they will fall into a state of weakness. I have a deep understanding of this.

However, this plan sounds very good, but it is difficult to achieve-I have a lot of people. However, the blood rage clan has a very shallow foundation, and most of the food reserves are sold in exchange for gold and cast iron.

Bite these clans. When he escaped, he was all alone. He didn't bring any livestock, and he kept it all on his own for the past few days.

If the pastures and farmland are really burned out, and all the livestock that can't be stuffed into the fortress are slaughtered...It's really exhausted, and you may not be able to gain an advantage. If the Supreme King retreats and sticks to it, then, within a few months, this coalition will starve to death in the north.

"So. Can I only use this badge?"

Pain Hess lifted the animal skins and took out an extremely exquisite oak emblem from a pocket sewn on the inside of the clothes. At the bottom of the emblem, there was a small acorn, and a towering tree from The inside of the little fruit rose to the sky, becoming taller and luxuriant.

Every leaf on the branch was sculpted to life by the creator, as if it would gently sway his thin body with the breeze. Each of the small meridians of the hundreds of leaves is also very clearly portrayed-even if this badge is only the size of the palm of a man and horse.

After several months, the heroic image of painstaking efforts disappeared. It was regarded as the second sacred fire by the horses and horses. The big liar, the big tyrant...the pale white horse lazily wanted to use the consequences, so let's live it first.

Once used, almost everyone besides himself could not move. At this time, he led a group of Goth priests to cut off Toria’s head and deter the remaining army...

"There is another way."

"Who!"

Painhurs, like a frightened rabbit, jumped up from the carpet fiercely, the witchcraft crown shone with a faint pink light, and a azure blue arcane torrent exploded around the warlock.

The pale white horse looked around the empty surroundings vigilantly, surprised. The instant dispelling magic did not produce any effect. Who is it that can approach yourself unconsciously? Let this ghastly sound creep into your ears?

"It looks like something annoying you have encountered. Maybe we can make a deal."

The gloomy words containing endless malice came to Painhurs' ears for the second time. The Bloodwrath Chief drew the weapon from his waist and slashed with his sword, but he made a blank. The voice clearly rang in his ears, but he couldn't touch any entity.

"The gods you believe in have long since fallen. Without his protection, that emblem is just a pool of stagnant water. The divine power contained in it has already been consumed by the Holy Huo Ka'an. It won't be used a few times."

"who are you."

The pale white horse ignored the other party's words, holding a sharp sword, looked around vigilantly, trying to find the source of the sound.

"You just need to know that the power I can give you is far beyond that oak emblem."

"Why should I trust you? This badge can make people in a large area immobile. What can you give me?"

Painhurs clenched the emblem in his hand and pretended not to be interested.

"all."

The terrifying voice paused for a while, and then came from afar again. Suddenly, Painhurs' eyes went dark, and the surrounding scenes changed rapidly, finally frozen in a **** battlefield. Tens of thousands of men and horses, under various banners, galloped across the vast grassland, and under Horus, gleaming with thousands of blood, and the dense bloodthirsty wolf sea, carrying out a desperate fight.

Is this inexplicable guy showing me the scene of the future? In order to seize the status of the overlord of the peninsula, there must be a battle between the centaurs and the werewolves, which account for half of the country. This is a scene that everyone can expect.

The five clans, Blood Fury, Black Lobster, Thunder Spear, Poison Bite, and Wind Howl, had already chosen to stand by their side. See their soldiers and totems, pale white horses. Not surprised at all.

However, golden shoes, gray mane, withered bones, poets of the dead, Tasmar. The soldiers of the other five clans, holding their totems and flags high, are fighting side by side with themselves?

"High King, High King? Are you listening?"

Just when Painhurs was puzzled, a voice containing humiliation and frustration quietly sounded beside him. The pale white horse looked back and saw that the once aloof descendant of God, tremblingly bent his slender front hoof, bowed to himself in humiliation, and obeyed his own tactical arrangements.

Wait, the High King? Toria, call me the Supreme King?

"I have shown you the fragments of the future. If you insist on using this emblem, the Chief Golden Foot, under the restraint of this divine nature, will bow to you, and the ten clans will be unified in your hands!

Fearing the power of this badge, they bow their heads to you. After hundreds of years, the Centaur finally ushered in a true leader. but······"

Evil voice, the conversation turned.

Suddenly, the surrounding picture scrolls frantically again, and countless huge corpses of half-man and half-horse piled up across the grassland. The blood is like crimson creeks, gathered together, flowing towards the low-lying places. The sky-shaking wolf howl obscured the roar of the remaining centaur. Countless wolves trampled on the bodies of the horses and trodden into the walls of Diodosia!

In this **** hell, Painhurs' eyes widened in horror. Under the threat of the Divine Emblem, Tolia was forced to take a few chiefs, full of resentment against the legendary wolf king, to launch a second desperate fight.

However, this time, the blue giant wolf no longer arrogantly greeted the enemy alone, and with the magical assistance of an old wolf, amidst the enchanting flute sounds of a few satyrs, slaughtered the chieftains to death.

The torrent of arcane destroys Jin Gang's wooden armor. The sharp wolf claws tore the chosen descendant alive in half.

Painhurs looked around in shock at the defeat. Nearly two-thirds of the men and horses only succumbed to the rule of the Divine Emblem, accumulating a lot of grievances against themselves, and when the situation was wrong, they were defeated one after another. And his badge is useless against those werewolves.

A black wolf with soaring braids on top of a brown bear laughed loudly. With a huge sharp blade on his right paw, he chopped off the head of a horse and horse, and his left paw held the head like a waterfall of blood. Beautiful, supple, long red hair, lifted her dead rouge head high.

"Do not!!!"

Even if she was in a illusion, even if she didn't see the face of the centaur, Painhurs recognized her identity. However, I contained anger and desperate rants, which only exposed my position! The wolves rushed to him one after another, and he, who had betrayed his relatives, had no protection from any clansman beside him after experiencing a big defeat.

The cold blizzard fell from the sky, and the ghost's tentacles stretched their teeth and claws. Even in the face of several times the enemy, wearing a crown, he still fights desperately.

However, there are too many werewolves. Accompanied by a blood-coagulated roar, the Cangqing Wolf King, who has handled the wound, exploded like a huge lightning bolt in front of him! The scenery in front of him suddenly revolved crazily, and finally, fixed on a headless horse, tall and handsome body, red blood rushed out along the wound of the neck, dyeing the pale coat red.

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"Hoo-hoo-"

Painhurs panted heavily and woke up from the illusion. The beating heart almost popped out of his throat, and the dripping cold sweat also wetted every hair on his body. This fantasy of the future is too realistic!

"If you want to see your future again, I can use the magic again."

The gloomy sound of unkind intentions surrounded the white horse tightly.

"Using this badge, you can rule over ten races, you can subdue the descendants of God's choice, and you can be crowned as a king. However, you don't have time to eliminate the resentment of those 17,000 tribesmen against you. You can even stand by your side. Allies of you will abandon you for your tyrannical actions. Your kingdom is like a flash in the pan, quickly withering away among the minions of the wolves."

"but."

The unknown voice is like sweet to greasy honey, full of endless temptations.

"As long as you accept my deal, I can change your destiny. Give me that trace of divinity, and I will tell you what true power is."

Painhurs lowered his head in thought.

"If the future changes, can I still defeat Tolia?"

"I do not know."

The distant voice was silent for a while, and said lightly.

"This emblem is an important node. It will trigger a series of drastic changes. If you abandon this emblem and accept my blessing? The future when you conquer ten clans and crowned as king will change. However, The werewolves dominate Gredinian's future, and similarly, it will also produce huge changes.

However, if you are unwilling to give up, then the picture scroll I just showed will definitely happen sometime in the future. "

"Give me strength first. If I think it's worth it, this emblem is yours."

Painhurs was silent for a while, and finally chose to accept.

"Very good, deal."

suddenly. An invisible force grabbed the centaur's left wrist. The sudden arcane power turned into a scorching flame and instantly burned on the back of the warlock's left hand.

Pain Hess resisted the severe pain without making a sound. When the flames dissipated, he carefully looked at the back of his left hand—the pale skin, the pitch black scorched by the flames, leaving only a hideous and terrifying abyss. Imprint: a symmetrical, ghastly eight-pointed star. Among them, there are two completely opposite pitch-black stars, shining with a faint blue color.

"What's this? What's the use?"

Painhurs endured the pain caused by the burning flames and asked suspiciously.

"Well, it is equivalent to the priest's emblem. In your world, the priest uses the emblem, prays, and borrows the power of the deity in the magic net to perform powerful magic.

And you can use this eight-pointed black star. Use a little bit of my power. Of course, the premise is that you give me that badge. With the supernatural power of this world, I can pass through this **** crystal barrier and stick a small tentacles into it. "

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