Chu Tian stood on the low mountain and watched development.

Twenty-and-a-half thousand elite elves have already surrounded the Shaman Temple.

"The formation effect you gave to the half-elves is too strong!" Seeing the scene of hundreds of witch puppets being disintegrated by the formation at once, Dolores almost stared out her eyes, "Shaman these guys. Meeting you is a complete disuse! But I am really curious, why can you crack their witchcraft everywhere when you come into contact with a shaman for the first time?"

"This question is difficult for me to explain clearly based on your level of education. Just treat me as a genius of an unknown prophet, hahaha!"

If the other party is Yingying, it must be published at this moment.

Even the eldest lady would give him a color fiercely.

Not only was Dolores not angry at all, she went to Chutian squeezed his shoulders and asked nonchalantly in a coquettish tone: "I am really curious, you just tell me if it's okay, even if I beg you."

The fox girl's plump body dangles a few times intentionally or unintentionally.

Few people in this world can bear the exhalation and tingling sound.

Why doesn't Chu Tian know what else this fox girl thinks? Shamanism is a very strong church, not only in the wild highlands and green cities, but also in many areas of the chaotic forest. It has been suppressing the demon gods for many years. If she can find ways to deal with shamans from Chutian Get it here, will you still be afraid of these insidious and **** wizards in the future?

"In fact, witchcraft is a variant of a spell spread in ancient times. After all, it is a side trick, without its essence. As long as a targeted cracking method is found, any witchcraft can interfere and destroy." Chu Tian said halfway, "As for the specific method. Well, it’s temporarily inconvenient to disclose it. You can help me do things with peace of mind in the future. If you want to learn something, you can learn it naturally."

How could such a perfunctory answer satisfy Dolores? Just as Dolores was about to use the charm of the fox clan to interrogate this guy, suddenly there were shouts of killing from one direction.

To the northwest.

It is estimated that the shamans have begun to attack.

However, they obviously did not expect to encounter such fierce resistance from the half-elves.

Because the natives on the other side used to contain the main force of the half-elves were not effective at all, the center of the half-elf's defense was deployed on the side of dealing with the shaman. Arnold and other forest natives, maybe even half-elves will deal with shamans after they understand the truth. This shouldn't be a problem anymore.

The only variable should be the Shaman Temple here.

After all, there are thousands of shamans in the Shaman Temple, among which there are hundreds of shamans with the title of priest, and the addition of witch puppets can be regarded as a very terrifying combat power.

But unfortunately.

The most advantageous battle puppet of the shaman is no longer useful.

This witchcraft puppet is indeed a kind of extremely clever witchcraft crystallization. Each one needs a lot of time, resources and energy in the process of refining. The direct combat power of the witch puppet is probably as strong as the soul awakening, but A witchcraft curse is enough to kill the real monk.

Two thousand witch puppets are the savings of several generations of greenland shamans. Just as the greenland guardian is important to half-elves, witch puppets are the foundation on which shamans stand, not to mention outsiders, even the shaman himself I don't know the fatal flaws of the witch puppets. These monsters can almost be resurrected and reborn before the power in the body is exhausted.

If there are shamans in concert, they can also replenish power for the witch puppets in time. So far, there is no known high-efficiency method that can restrain these difficult guys. The actual combat effectiveness of these two thousand witch puppets is definitely not. Inferior to the army of one hundred thousand.

Because of their absolute confidence in the witch puppets, the shamans did not garrison the army in the shaman temple. Now that they are surrounded by half-elves, their faces have become extremely gloomy and even a little overwhelmed.

Shamanism's perfect witchcraft puppet was easily cracked by a half-elf, which is undoubtedly a heavy blow!

The shaman had no other choice but to withdraw the witchcraft puppet first, preparing to return to the temple for defense.

The shaman temple blessed many enchantments and witchcraft, and even the altar directly provided theories. If the shaman temple was to be used for defense, the half-elves would not be so easy to fall into it.

"Stop them!"

"Use Broken Witch Talisman Arrow!"

The half-elf clearly understood the shaman’s attempt. The archer in the front row drew out a kind of arrow wrapped in the talisman. When the arrow is shot out, the vitality will activate the talisman. Each arrow has the power to break the witch. The witch puppet is half-elf. As soon as the arrow was shot, there was a sorrowful wailing, and the whole body fell off like building blocks, and eventually turned into foul-smelling meat and wriggling bugs.

Needless to say.

This is also a masterpiece of Chutian.

After Chu Tian taught the half-elves several rune formations to restrain shamanism, the half-elves made this kind of rune arrows specifically for shamans. Once the elemental force array on the rune is activated, after the arrow is shot into the body of the witch puppet, the energy of the rune will cut off the witchcraft connection on the witch puppet. At this time, the witch puppet will be backlashed by the cursing force, and it will immediately rot into pieces of flesh. , And there is no way to recover.

In this way.

The shaman was completely defeated.

"hateful!"

Malton became angry and murmured. The half-elf corpses previously killed all lost gravity and gathered on top of his head. Numerous limbs continued to stack and twist, as if an invisible hand was rolling the dough into a ball, and it instantly became a size several feet in diameter. Huge meatball.

Clark's face changed slightly when he saw this: "Be careful! He is performing advanced shamanic witchcraft!"

The color of the meat ball suspended above Malton's head gradually turned red, and then gradually changed to purple, a large amount of venom penetrated from it, and the whole meat ball continued to expand and enlarge like an aeration, and finally threw it into the dense half-elf area.

Clark held up the long staff with both hands, and the green light suddenly bloomed: "Great God of the forest, please give me strength!" After saying that, the tip of the long staff plunged into the ground, and countless lush branches and vines rushed out like a chain like a chain. The meat ball in is locked.

These branches and vines instill the power of the priest of the green field, even if it is cut by the wind blade, burned by the fire, or hit by the boulder, I am afraid that it will not hurt it, but it can only temporarily stop this terrible witchcraft.

Originally, as soon as the emerald green vine touched the meat ball, it immediately released the power of cursing to corrode, and all of them quickly withered and withered. At this time, the meat ball was riddled with holes, and a large amount of violent poisonous mist was ejected from it, and witchcraft cracks continued to be distributed. On the surface, it is clear that a big bang is about to happen.

boom!

The moment this huge ball of meat bursts like a mighty sandstorm, countless small pieces of meat are constantly splashing forward, and every piece of meat contains a witchcraft curse. As long as it splashes on any creature, it will be instantly It can make him fester to death.

"The barrier of the forest!"

Clark had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly summoned a giant green protective shield to block him. Almost instantly the entire green barrier was plated with a dark red color. In addition to countless flesh and blood, there were also a large number of disgusting Witch Gu insects, which were on the barrier of the barrier. Swimming.

A meat ball exploded and contaminated all the flowers and plants within a few hundred meters. At the speed visible to the naked eye, the spreading poisonous fog formed an isolation zone, so that the half-elves could not continue to chase. Below, every flower, grass and tree withered, and it was covered with all kinds of dangerous witches and poisonous insects.

"It's amazing!" DeLorris saw this scene from a distance: "As expected to be the high priest of the shaman, if this blow is hit in a densely populated area, I am afraid that it can kill thousands of people at once!"

Chu Tian was also a little surprised.

The shaman from this wild highland does have two brushes, and his own cultivation base is probably not lower than the true spirit quadruple, because the witchcraft is too difficult, it may be difficult for ordinary warriors of the same level to compete with them.

Mars created a world for the shaman with one blow, and all the shamans immediately retreated to the temple.

The priests of the green field took action one after another.

Countless vines and green grasses were infused with energy, and they all grew up wildly as if they came alive, wandering like a thick python, sprinting and attacking. It was still a step too late, the wizards all retreated, and the entrance of the shaman temple was protected by some kind of enchantment. , The priest of the green space could not cut it directly, and countless vines could only entangle the entire altar layer upon layer, so that the people inside could not get out.

"Malton, all your conspiracy has been exposed!" Clark shouted loudly: "Don't be doing unnecessary needle sticks. You can't have any chance again!"

The shaman was trapped in the temple.

All of them were ashamed.

Now even if the reaction is slow, I should understand what is going on.

The shaman witchcraft has been cracked by the half-elves, and the shaman plan must not be implemented. The shaman is trapped in the shaman temple. Although relying on the power of the temple to protect himself for a while, how can he stay here forever?

The witchcraft that Mars has just cast is powerful, but it is obviously not very costly. At this moment, he is breathing heavily and his eyes are full of frustration and anger: "Hateful half-elf, Hateful Clark, if you let me catch him, you have to use it. Ten thousand witches tortured him a little bit to death!"

A green-skinned orc priest came over: "The high priest~lightnovelpub.net~ The green priest has teamed up to seal the temple. We can't perform witchcraft. What should we do now?"

"This is the end of the matter, we can't just sit and wait." Mars said with a sullen face: "First use the altar to restore strength, and then go out with a smash, let them understand that shamans are not so easy to mess with. Luz, you will bring you later. The team charges, I will cover for you."

Priest Lutz pondered for a few seconds: "I have an idea that might be better for our situation."

Mars looked at the deputy, "Tell me."

"We can..." When Lutz walked to Mars and was about to continue, he drilled a large colorful centipede from his sleeve, shot it out like an arrow, and bit it directly on the neck of the old troll. "Kill you and attack Greenland City!"

Urs screamed bitterly.

This centipede is a witch worm that Lutz has refined for many years. Even if an earth dragon is bitten, the voodoo in it can instantly fester its body.