Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Chapter 024  Flesh and blood backtrack

Both the Lizardman and the Walkerman rarely go out, and the five-kilometer distance is relatively hidden. If the Tree of Life is not too tall, this distance can actually be closer.

The destination has arrived, and the next step is to have a specific attack plan. To be honest, if the monster sword is still in hand, Tyron can go and sweep this group of lizard men alone.

Unfortunately, the monster sword is no longer around, and after it turns into an immortal object, I don’t know if I can control the sword again.

If you want to capture the oasis of Lizardman, you must invade the inside. Even if you trick the Lizardman out to fight, you will retreat into the woods after the Lizardman finds that he cannot kill the Sand Guard at all.

After the sand guards leave the sand, their infinite rebirth characteristics will disappear. Their source of power is still a mystery to Tyron, but their real reliance is sand.

The sand guards who cannot be reborn have more than a little reduced combat effectiveness, so they can only rely on themselves to pursue those who enter the interior.

Of course, the three archers should also be included. Forest is the most suitable environment for their combat, and I believe it can help a lot.

"Take me to see the oasis you want to capture." said the evil god baby body.

Terron nodded without objection. After all, that oasis may have been transferred from the monster forest. Maybe there is some hidden crisis. Although the evil god's baby body is constantly seducing him, it is also a community of interests in the general direction, and maybe some clues can be seen.

As for the system, it may only be triggered when the lizardman is actually exposed to it.

When approaching the oasis one kilometer, Tyron's evil god body holding in his arms suddenly said, "It's OK."

The baby suddenly opened his eyes as bright as a galaxy and looked towards the Lizardman Oasis.

At this moment, Tyron had a strange feeling, as if those eyes could penetrate the galaxy until any distant unknown place.

"That place is not simple. I can borrow power to you, but you must think clearly whether it must be that place." The tone of the evil god's infant body suddenly became serious.

"What does it mean?" Tyron noticed that the evil god's baby body was not right.

But the evil god's baby body didn't say much, just let him decide for himself.

The night elves cannot develop without a source of life. In the Bethel Desert, something like an oasis is hard to come by. He discovered this place by sending the sand guards completely.

Moreover, these lizard men are not weak, but they are not invincible. However, the words of the evil god's infant body forced him to care.

Could it be that there is something particularly powerful and difficult to deal with? Tyron cannot understand the intention of the evil god's baby body, but the goal will not be changed easily.

Besides, she has already shown that she can borrow power, so there should be no problem.

Generally speaking, she speaks in that tone, and based on the reality, it may be that this oasis will bring future troubles.

But it has been almost a month since he woke up, and there are only three archers in total in the Night Elf Clan. When will this end?

You have to be present first to have a future!

Isn’t the future darker if he signs a contract to protect the evil god’s baby body? He has signed it yet. For those possible benefits, he signed it without hesitation!

The offensive matter has been decided, but the specific consideration still needs to be given to how to do it.

Considering the special environment of the desert and the racial characteristics of the Night Elf, Tyron chose the attack time at night.

He put the evil god's baby body back into the Moon Well, and then let the three archers sneak into the Lizardman Oasis respectively. He himself stayed next to the Tree of Life for the time being.

Archers are jungle hunters. They are good at traveling through the forest and are better at night movements. After all, they are the night elves they used to be. In comparison, Tyron is not very good at night battles, and he has teleportation scepters, so there is no need to enter the interior as soon as possible.

He is also needed for external battles.

Suddenly, an ancient and awkward spell rang in his mind. Just as he was surprised, a burst of pain that was beyond imagination hit.

His yellow body made of pure sand and gravel now had a slight change.

The yellow skin gradually changed from the yellow of sand to the light yellow unique to the Jade Empire, and there was a little rosy blood color.

"Dongdong, dongdong, dongdong..." The powerful heartbeat showed extremely strong vitality.

After the pain, Tyron looked at his body incredibly, with his well-proportioned muscle lines and his vague blood vessels.

Just resurrected himself like this?

"Compared with the immortal body of the undead, I believe that such a flesh-and-blood body can exert your strength. The loss of the sand body of the desert is not enough to allow you to capture that place." The voice of the evil god's infant body sounded in my mind again.

Tyron was stunned and asked blankly: "Is this what you did?"

"Hmph, otherwise do you think it's yourself? This is just a temporary retracement of flesh and blood. You only have one night. After the time passes, your flesh and blood body will completely collapse, and your corpse root will have a certain impact. You may lose any ability to move for a period of time. I need to rest. I hope to hear good news before sunrise tomorrow." After that, the evil god's baby body completely quieted down.

Terron remembered the last encounter of the high priest when he was on the altar of the underground ruins. He was also backed by the evil god's flesh and blood at that time? But... is this the power of God? It is really incredible that he actually turned yellow sand into flesh and blood. Even if it was just temporary, it can be regarded as a well-deserved miracle.

He summoned the system interface and looked at his current state.

Name:Tyron

Race: Night Elf (living form)

Hero's Soul: Illidan Rage Wind (Demon Hunter)

Hero Skills: Mana Burning LV.1 (burning target magic and causing equal damage)

Attributes: Strength 55, Agility 61, Intelligence 23

Health: 3700

Magic value: 1320

All: Demon Stone

Resources: Gold 140, Life Source 255

Treasure: Shadow Cloak, Teleportation Scepter

Both strength and agility have a great degree of enhancement. In terms of data alone, this enhancement is perverted. But Tyron is not satisfied with this kind of data on paper, and his power should be more than that.

At least now, he cannot use his energy to build a magic sword diagram in his body. After all, it is not a real flesh and blood body, nor is it restored from his original body. There are differences. But this is enough. With his strength, even an ordinary sword dares to try to attack those lizard men.

Of course, this does not mean that Tyron intends to do it recklessly. On the contrary, he should be more cautious without an immortal body under his flesh and blood.

He picked up the filthy stone that fell on the sand when the flesh and blood regenerated just now. He found that he seemed to be able to absorb the filthy energy on it, which made him even more confident.

It should be okay to barely use magic power as energy, right? Next...

"Occurrence!" Tyron issued an offensive order.

Fifteen dog-headed sand guards formed a sand mountain around the oasis, and then each raised sand axes and ran towards the oasis. Their movement woke up the lizardman guards.
Chapter completed!