Chapter 317:190 Six-turn Trial_2
As the bone arrows ca hurtling towards him, Yorick yer felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively turning the ring on his left thumb.
With the rotation of his thumb ring, he swapped his position with a Level 140.5 champion from his tribe.
This champion was an impeccable defense in their Giant Bear Tribe.
Just as he swapped places with Yorick yer, a roar resounded, his muscles bulged out, and a shield materialized in his hand for a violent defense, a burst of the Six-turn Skill activating full defense mode.
Yorick yer had utmost confidence in this champion’s defense.
Beneath the Seven-turn level, this defense was invincible!
But then, this invincible defense was directly pierced by an arrow, his head exploded!
Seeing the champion’s head burst open like a waterlon, a tremor ran through Yorick yer’s body.
“Retreat!”
At this point, Yorick yer realized sothing was gravely amiss.
In a decisive tone, he gave the order to retreat.
But sotis, whether you can retreat depends on the opportunity!
Just as he issued the order to retreat, sothing flashed in front of him.
The next second, that thing was right in front of his eyes.
“Thud!”
Another Level 140.5 being at Yorick yer’s side was flung away.
Turning his head, he saw that being pinned through its heart by a frightful Skeleton Knight’s lance, falling dead as a doornail.
anwhile, the third Level 140.5 hero nearby fell headless with a ‘thud’.
At this mont, Yorick yer was on the verge of losing his mind.
The enemy’s strength surpassed his estimations by far.
Those who were invincible in their tribe were now being slaughtered effortlessly on this battlefield, like helpless lambs.
“Get moving! Quick! Don’t stop!”
At this mont, Yorick yer was in complete chaos.
He roared hysterically, fear had consud his courage. He had only one thought – to leave this place and take his Giant Bear Tribe warriors back ho. But was it really that easy to go back?
The mont their n tried to move, a massive figure appeared on the battlefield, uttering a deafening roar.
Shockingly, despite being just a skeleton, it produced a magnificent and terrifying sound.
The sound was like a spell, turning the eyes of the Giant Bear Tribe warriors red, as they uncontrollably lunged towards the massive figure.
Even Yorick yer couldn’t resist the enchanting sound and moved with the crowd.
And thus, Doggy Three of the McKenzie household made his debut.
Over the past six months, under the influence of the Death Epiphany, he had grown to Level 15 and unleashed a powerful Forced Taunt (Tier 2).
Just how terrifying was this skill now?
Its attract cap had reached 140.5, with a coverage radius exceeding 5 kiloters!
This skill was nothing short of a war weapon!
Old Nine brought out this weapon of war, instantly spelling doom for the Giant Bear Tribe.
Escape was impossible!
They were forcibly pulled towards the enemy, becoming targets of the Wraith Army.
Under Old Nine’s relentless attack, the Giant Bear Tribe’s warriors suffered heavy casualties in the rain of arrows.
Seeing this, it seed like their entire army was on the brink of annihilation.
At this mont, Yorick yer’s ring on his left index finger began to rotate silently.
With the rotation of the ring, a force descended upon Yorick yer.
“Snap”
Under this force, the control of the Forced Taunt on Yorick yer was instantly broken.
As he broke free from the control, Yorick yer looked at the glowing ring in his hand, letting out a sigh of relief.
He knew, he was safe now!
Because, the chieftain of the Giant Bear Tribe, the uncrowned king of the South Barbarian periter, was coming!
“Snap!”
Almost at the sa ti, the ring in Yorick yer’s hand shattered, the next second a figure appeared next to him.
What kind of figure was this?
The figure stood three ters tall, with a build solid like steel, standing firm and imposing like a war machine.
As he made his appearance, Old Three’s Forced Taunt was instantly shattered.
The warriors of the Giant Bear Tribe ca to their senses at once.
At the sa ti, everyone instinctively turned to look at the towering figure without any reminder.
Every pair of bright eyes sparkled with an unprecedented light.
Every warrior’s blood was on the boil.
Before the chieftain could do anything, the combat power of the Giant Bear Tribe warriors skyrocketed.
At this mont, the tribal leader of the Giant Bear Tribe, an existence of seven-turn level, looked towards the high priest saying, “High Priest, what’s happening?
Since when did a bunch of filthy, six-turn wraiths dare to lay hands on our tribe?”
“Honorable chieftain, I failed my duties!”
Yorick yer, usually arrogant and acting like he was second only to heaven and earth, was on his knees now begging humbly.
The Giant Bear Tribe leader didn’t spare him a glance, setting his gaze upon the Wraith Army, as if he could look across the miles to et Dean McKenzie’s eyes at the back of the Wraith Army.
“Is it you? You’ve got so nerve!”
Dean McKenzie shivered under the other’s gaze.
That look made Dean realize that he had underestimated Yorick’s power. The opposing party was far stronger than Dean had anticipated.
Dean was almost certain that the party leader’s template was definitively of an extraordinary level..
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