"So, let's catch up to the 'Horn of Destruction'?"

The tiger king licked his canine teeth, eager to try.

As a natural apex predator, he can certainly judge the approximate time of death of the son of the Lion King by the degree of decomposition of the body.

Judging from the stiffness of his flesh and blood and the faint smell emitted by his internal organs, this guy would not have been dead for more than half a day, and the time he would have been buried in the soil would have been even shorter.

This shows that there is probably only half an hour's distance between them and the Lion King's exploration team.

As long as they work hard, they can get in front of the Lion King in minutes.

The Lion King is suffering from the pain of losing his son, and his mental state must be very unstable.

This is the best chance to kill him!

"Jackal" Canus looked troubled.

"Any questions?"

Tiger King frowned, his beard like a steel needle curling up and down.

"Yes, there is a little problem."

"Jackal" Canus walked around the ancient tree and pointed to the dense forest road ahead, "There are two roads ahead, and there is a space node at the end of each road, which can help us jump to the next correct path.

"If my guess is correct, the Lion King should have taken the left path, and was teleported away during the last space change."

"Then let's catch up immediately."

The Tiger King said, "When the space changes next time, won't we be able to catch up with them and grab the Lion King's tail?"

"It's not that simple."

"Jackal" Kanus explained bravely, "There are a total of nine changes in the spatial form deep in the Holy Mountain. After many nodes match each other, nine changes are needed. After a cycle, they can match again.

"In other words, if we take the path on the left and go to the space node where the Lion King just stood, after the next space change, we will only be sent to the wrong road, farther and farther away from the Lion King.

"Unless we have the patience to wait for all nine changes to occur under this ancient tree - the space here is still very stable, otherwise this ancient tree will not grow so large and lush.

"But in this case, it is very likely that one or two days will be wasted..."

These words made the Tiger King's face darken.

His killing intent slowly squeezed the air around him, making everyone, including "Jackal" Canus, feel like they were embedded in a rock and had difficulty breathing.

"So, what about the road on the right?"

Fortunately, the bizarre sights around him seemed to make King Tiger understand that this was not a place where all problems could be solved by relying on violent brute force.

He asked coldly with an expressionless face.

"The road on the right can lead to another space node, and after three consecutive space changes, it coincides with the Lion King's route. In fact, this was the main route of the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago."

"Jackal" Kanus hesitated for a moment, glanced at the clouded face of the Tiger King, and found that his expression did not change much, and then continued, "But, because of this, the route on the right is...

It became the main battlefield for fierce battles between the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago and the guards of Turan Holy Mountain.

"In the ruins of this ancient battlefield, you can see fragmented evil puppets everywhere. They may not have been completely destroyed by the Turan warriors three thousand years ago. They are most likely in a dormant state, and using extremely weird methods, they are almost destroyed.

Collecting the power of the totem that seeps out from the depths of the Holy Mountain drop by drop, it transforms it into the evil energy known as 'Holy Light'.

"If we take a shortcut from the right, we have to pass through the ruins of the ancient battlefield and the remains of countless evil puppets. There are so many of us, and if the evil puppets are awakened, we will be in trouble.

"You know, the last time we went deep into the Holy Mountain, we explored the road on the right, and accidentally awakened three evil puppets. As a result, seventeen experienced temple explorers died.

Seventeen!"

Tiger King nodded.

"Are you done?" He stared at the Wolf King.

"Jackal" Canus was speechless for a moment.

"After that, lead the way quickly. Let's go to the right. We must stop and kill the 'Horn of Destruction' before he finds the gate of the Holy Mountain Temple!"

"But……"

"There is no 'but', you are a timid corpse-eating dog. If you are even afraid of the fragmented remains of the puppet three thousand years ago, when the Battle of Glory is at its fiercest, Turan's army rushes into the Holy Light.

Land, what should you do if you encounter an intact evil puppet that just fell from the sky? Are your souls scattered and running away with your head in your arms? If this is the case, it is better to die here directly, so as not to go to the Land of Holy Light and lose the Turan warriors.

Face!" =

The tiger king's spit hit the wolf king's face like red-hot steel nails.

The Wolf King's Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and he did not dare to argue any more. He shrank his neck and led the way dejectedly.

They collected a lot of lion hair and lion footprints on both sides of the road leading to the left node.

Orc warriors also like to chew Datura leaves that have been repeatedly soaked and roasted in spices and secret medicines to refresh themselves and calm their emotions, and then spit out the residue after chewing.

These clues prove that what the Wolf King said is true.

King Tiger was even more determined to take a shortcut and catch up.

However, when they passed the node at the end of the road on the right, experienced another spatial change, and came to a completely unfamiliar area, they discovered that the truly thorny problem had just emerged.

This is a valley between two steep mountain walls.

Perhaps because of the unpredictable topography, which often leads waterfalls and streams into the valley, the entire valley is blocked by silt. There are blisters and swamps scattered between the silt. After three thousand years of fermentation, it exudes a strong and pungent odor.

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Looking around, the remains of evil puppets are scattered everywhere in the swamp. They are like a pair of metal and crystal casts, with gears instead of joints and pipes instead of tendons. Huge skeletons of strange shapes are sleeping quietly.

Many evil puppets were completely trapped in the depths of the swamp, with only the tip of the iceberg showing their heads or limbs.

But it is hard to see whether they were completely destroyed or how many soul-stirring and deadly weapons were embedded in their bodies.

Scattered around the evil puppet were the bones of ten times more Turan warriors.

Judging from the dim luster of most of the skeletons, they should be the brave and fearless victims of the fierce decisive battle to defend the Holy Mountain Temple three thousand years ago.

The orc bones, which are a hundred times more twisted and broken than the remains of the Fel Puppet, silently tell the horror of the ultimate weapon revered by the Holy Light camp as the "Angel of Killing".

Many Turan warriors were wiped out even three thousand years ago, leaving only empty armor and twisted weapons, eroded by time and becoming part of the swamp.

Among the ancient battlefield ruins that have been sealed for a long time, there are only a few relatively fresh corpses.

——When I say "fresh", it is also compared to the time scale of three thousand years.

In fact, these corpses were all fragmented and highly decomposed. Even before they were highly decomposed, they were burned into charcoal that could easily break.

They are all the explorers who followed Canus the Jackal deep into the Holy Mountain last time.

Although the combat effectiveness is not as good as the tiger warrior behind the "Blade of Fury".

But they are all experienced temple explorers, best at digging into the ground and adapting to changes. They once followed "Jackal" Canus and broke through countless temple ruins, which were full of traps and nearly died.

But it seemed that they hadn't even made it halfway through this swampy valley before they were torn into pieces and burned to charcoal by the awakened evil puppets.

Tiger King's face became particularly ugly.

"Why are there so many evil puppets?"

Known as the "Blade of Fury", he has no feeling of "happy to see the hunter".

Fel golems, like Turanze's origin warriors, are the ultimate weapons of both races.

It is different from the original warriors who can be "created" by the crazy Turan warriors, the ferocious witch doctor's secret medicine, and the out-of-control totem armor.

Fel puppets are simply not something that the Holy Light Temple can create on its own.

At best, the Temple of Holy Light can only create the body of an evil puppet—a behemoth composed of densely packed pipes, intricate gears, and limbs inlaid with sharp blades.

As for the "brain" of the evil puppet, those shining crystals all rely on the prayers of the Holy Light Priest to fall from the sky and then be installed into the metal body, so that the cold dead thing can continue to fight until it is completely

The ability to destroy.

It is precisely because the birth of the evil puppet is so difficult.

The Holy Light Temple has always been very cautious in the use of evil puppets. In an ordinary-scale battle, the number of evil puppets usually does not exceed a few dozen. Moreover, even if the evil puppets are destroyed, the fragmented remains must be destroyed.

Tow it back, repair and reorganize it to get the most out of it.

The Tiger King did not expect that the Holy Light Army from three thousand years ago would be willing to leave so many remains of evil puppets in this small mountain col.

It is truly the "Era of the Great Extinction Order", the most powerful era of the Holy Light camp in the past ten thousand years!

"These evil puppets are deliberately left here to act as a 'seal'."

"Jackal" Canus explained gloomily, "Although the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago was unable to find the remains of the Holy Mountain Temple and the Great Fire Ball, they had to retreat because they ran out of ammunition and food.

"But before retreating, they left behind a large number of evil puppet remains, blocking most of the correct roads leading to the Holy Mountain Temple. The purpose is obvious, that is, thousands of years after the seal, the Turan Orcs can rediscover

The possibility of the Holy Mountain Temple is at least to create as much trouble for us as possible.

"Because they were left behind intentionally, the internal structures of many evil puppets have not been greatly damaged. In addition, they have been silently collecting and transforming evil energy for three thousand years. Their combat effectiveness may not be better than that of those who just fell from the sky and completed assembly.
Chapter completed!