Arcane Journey

"court death!"

The incarnation of Yeenoghu, the king of the gnolls, slowly descended in the void. Wherever his figure passed, the space seemed to tremble.

In an instant, that pair of cold eyes suddenly swept across the entire audience, like the coldest wind in the coldest months of winter, making people feel chilled.

Then, all the Minotaur warriors in the melee suddenly felt their hair stand on end, as if they were being stared at by the most terrifying monster, and they froze in place unconsciously.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if at this moment they saw the end of their lives.

Not only these Minotaur warriors, but even Brian who was hiding in the dark, felt an inexplicable chill from the cold gaze of the incarnation of the Gnoll King.

A strong shock surged in his heart, as if he was touched by some mysterious power, which made him involuntarily feel an inexplicable awe for the strength of this demon lord.

From this we can see that even if the opponent is just a demon lord from the abyss, and what descended is just an incarnation, but the pure and indescribable divine power is something that a legendary strong man in the material world like Brian cannot catch up with even if he practices for a lifetime.

This kind of power seems to transcend time and space, and is above all laws. People can only look up to it.

This is the insurmountable gap between mortals and gods.

It can even be said that the two are not in the same dimension.

The so-called mortals killing gods would be more like a joke if there were no other gods secretly involved.

Because in this vast universe, there are some powers that mortals can never reach.

At this critical moment, on the chaotic battlefield, the heart-wrenching wails of the Tauren warriors suddenly rang out, like a sharp blade, suddenly cutting through the tranquility of Brian's thoughts and pulling him back to the cruel reality.

His eyes focused instantly, and the scene before him was heart-wrenching. With the sudden appearance of the huge and hideous incarnation of the Werewolf King, the entire battlefield seemed to be gently moved by an invisible hand and instantly tilted towards the side of despair.

Although the Gnoll King himself had not taken any action, the overwhelming pressure surrounding him, which came from the depths of his blood, was like an invisible mountain, heavily crushing the will of all the Minotaur.

This oppression was not only physical, but also a mental shackle, which made the warriors seem to have been drained of their strength in an instant, with only fear and powerlessness left in their eyes.

It was during this brief and fatal gap that the Abyss Jackals, like hunters smelling blood, keenly captured this fleeting opportunity.

They all displayed their most deadly weapons - sharp claws like cold stars in the night sky, flashing with cold light, and fangs like the fangs of ancient mountains, sharp and terrifying.

Amid the burly bodies of the Minotaur, these gnolls were like a gust of death wind, raising wave after wave of blood. Each attack was accompanied by the sound of breaking bones, dyeing the battlefield into a shocking bloody picture.

Streams of blood splattered, and then the minotaurs fell to the ground and died, wailing.

Sensing the subtle change in the surrounding atmosphere, the legendary ranger among the Tauren warriors suddenly changed his expression and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he used his best escape skills, "void hiding" and "void jumping", in an attempt to escape from this dangerous battlefield.

Obviously, he also sensed something was wrong, and he had already guessed in his mind that the incarnation of Yeenoghu, the King of the Gnolls, had arrived.

Faced with this sudden change, even as a legendary ranger, he could not help but want to retreat, knowing that in front of such a strong man, he was already in danger, let alone saving his companions. Therefore, running away became his only and correct choice.

As his life-saving means were activated, the Tauren Ranger's body was instantly enveloped by rays of light mist that seeped out from the void, as if he was in a rift in another time and space.

Just as he was about to be enveloped by the light mist and disappear into thin air, suddenly, the incarnation of Yenogu not far away sneered.

This sneer was clearly mixed with a heart-pounding energy; even the air was trembling under its intimidation.

Then, an invisible energy wave spread out from the sneer and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The Minotaur Ranger who was about to escape, and the light mist surrounding him, seemed to be paused at this moment, standing still in place, as if time had stopped.

"Oh no! It's space confinement!"

The Minotaur Ranger's face suddenly changed, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He swung the two scimitars in his hands that emitted a cold silver-white light without hesitation.

In an instant, a strange silver light jumped in the rippling air, like a living thing, creating cracks and cutting the space into pieces.

The space imprisoned by Yeenoghu's incarnation trembled in the sword light all over the sky, and finally couldn't bear the burden and shattered.

The light mist that seeped out from the void, like a life-saving rope, began to cover the Minotaur Ranger again, trying to quickly lead him away from this death trap.

Brian, who was hiding in the dark, witnessed this scene. Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

He really didn't expect that this Tauren Ranger, who was known for his strength, could actually perform such a delicate operation. The silver blade light intertwined in the air into an airtight net, temporarily isolating the breath of death.

However, unfortunately, he was facing the incarnation of Yeenoghu, the King of the Gnolls, who possessed the terrifying power to distort space and imprison time.

Otherwise, with the Tauren Ranger's superb skills and powerful strength, he would definitely be able to escape from here.

Just as Brian expected, when the Minotaur Ranger was shrouded in the light mist and was about to escape, Yenogu's incarnation appeared in front of him without warning.

"die!"

Yeenoghu's features twisted into a hideous grimace, his mouth curled into a cruel sneer.

Then, without hesitation, he stretched out his skinny, scarred claws, like the scythe of the god of death, and mercilessly tore the Minotaur Ranger's chest, heading straight for the heart that was still beating violently in his chest.

As the sharp claws penetrated deeper, the air seemed to solidify, leaving only the heart-pounding tearing sound.

Yenogu easily grasped the beating heart in his palm, as if he was holding control of life.

He exerted a little force on his palm, and the heart was like fragile tofu, gradually breaking in his hand, turning into drops of blood that scattered all over the ground. (End of this chapter)