The armor pieces exploded and became incomplete, and a bowl-sized hole was opened in the belly of the dead goat. The internal organs flowed all over the floor. The gap in the skin and flesh was as if it had been pulled through a meat grinder, and it was extremely bloody.

Both Cardin and Black were a little distracted.

Especially for Kadan, this Taima was just a crossbow arrow, and it wasn't very thick, but it had shocking wounds and dilapidated armor.

Is this riding horse still an arrow?

I'm afraid he was sniped by Barrett!

"This weapon? Chief, how did you come up with the idea?" The absent-minded Bright looked at Cardin with complicated eyes. Is this wild boar man a savior of the orcs sent by the Beast God, or a messenger sent by the Dark God of Death?

This is five hundred meters!

Even a fourth-level extraordinary person couldn't withstand such exaggerated damage!

"Um..." Seeing everyone looking at him, Cardin didn't know how to explain it. After all, this weapon was indeed too cruel!

"This blueprint... well, it's... I've seen it before, it's... it should be an ancient weapon!" Cardin's eyes lit up.

Anyway, it’s something from ancient times!

"Forehead……"

Bright was stunned. Although Cardin's words fully demonstrated that this may not be an ancient weapon, he was not stupid. He nodded quickly and said: "It turns out to be an ancient weapon. No wonder it is so powerful."

"A low-level extraordinary person can't resist this arrow!" Kikichi exclaimed.

"If we say that ordinary crossbows can definitely not withstand it, although the speed and power of bed crossbows are so great, after all, ordinary crossbow arrows are not very powerful, and Dou Qi can defend them." Half-elf Folai shook his head and continued: "

But this rune bed crossbow already has the power to kill low-level extraordinary beings!"

"But the crossbow is too clumsy. Unless it's a sneak attack, it's difficult to hit an extraordinary person from the front!"

"Indeed!" Cardin nodded. The crossbow was too bulky and it took a while to calibrate the target.

This kind of heavy weapon is suitable for use in large-scale wars. It does not need to be calibrated. Just aim at the enemy in front and fire the crossbow with all your strength.

Soon, the gray elf Faith came over, with Groat behind him.

"Is it so powerful?" Grote said in horror as he looked at the bloody wounds of the dead Baigoat.

It's not that he has little experience, but that this power is indeed too terrifying!

"Feth, how many kinds of runes did you draw on this crossbow?" Cardin looked at the gray elf Faith and asked curiously.

Everyone immediately looked at the gray elf Feis, showing curious eyes.

After all, the increase in power and speed is obvious to all.

"There are three kinds of runes!"

"There are weightless runes on the bed crossbow, which makes the bed crossbow a lot lighter. There are flexibility runes on the bow, which can make the bow more elastic and tougher." Faith said.

Faith took out a crossbow arrow from the body of Bai Goat!

This is the crossbow arrow shot by Grote, and the crossbow arrow shot by Fes directly pierced the goat and flew to the school field in the distance.

Several dwarf soldiers have already gone looking for it!

Feisi raised the crossbow arrow that was still bleeding in his hand and continued: "This is a treadle crossbow arrow. The arrowhead of the treadle crossbow arrow I shot has an armor-piercing rune on it."

"Three types of runes? Can only three types of runes be drawn?" Grote asked curiously.

The runes of the rune master come in all shapes and forms. If you haven't seen them before, there is nothing he can't do!

"I'm just a low-level rune master!" Faith said angrily.

"Besides, rune literature is difficult to understand, and I've only just stepped into it."

"Hehe!" Seeing Faith glare at him, Grote smiled sheepishly.

After all, he doesn’t understand the Rune Master either!

Cardin shook his head, knowing Groat's interest in Fez, a gray elf and a dwarf, both of whom were about the same height.

I don’t know if we can play together!

"Can this kind of bed crossbow be painted into a rune bed crossbow on a large scale?" Brett asked with expectant eyes.

Rune Bed Crossbow He can't wait to see the frightened look of the enemy under the Bed Crossbow!

"How much?" Faith frowned and asked hesitantly.

"The more the better, let's start with a hundred fights!" Bright said.

Immediately, Grote and Cardin looked at Bright, especially Grote who rolled his eyes. Now he didn't even have any materials to build the third plane.

One hundred more?

Faith was originally frowning, but when he heard Bright's words, his face suddenly turned cold and he said: "No way!"

At the same time, Faith looked at Bright and said: "The power of the runes does not come out of thin air. It is the power given by the God of All Things. To make the runes effective, you need to draw the runes with dragon blood."

"A hundred? The remaining dragon blood I have can only draw thirty runes at most."

"Runees drawn with dragon's blood?" Bright said in horror. Even Cardin was shocked. The gray elf Faith actually had dragon's blood in his hand?

Others were also shocked, seeing the dragon's blood.

What a dragon!

For a race that has been at the top of the food chain since birth, its blood is not so easy to obtain.

Seeing that Cardin was stunned, he looked at him strangely. Faith then explained: "The dragon is the descendant of the ancient god. Its blood contains the power of rules that only gods can access, so the rune master uses dragon blood to draw

Runes can also capture the hidden rules in the dragon's blood, allowing the runes to absorb the power of these rules, making the runes extraordinary."

"Of course, it doesn't have to be dragon blood, Titan blood or divine blood will do!"

As Dorn announced the names of the nearby powerful wild boar tribes one by one, the expressions of the three wild boar chiefs changed dramatically one after another.

That's right, when the Wild Boar "Emperor" Machar died, everyone could feel the tension and chill in the air of the wilderness.

As tribal chiefs and not stupid, they naturally knew that the most terrifying era had come.

Just like Dorn said, the fate of the small tribe has long been determined. Either you join voluntarily or you are beaten to join. There is no third option.

"Let me tell you a story. This is also the story that I remember the most, and it was also told to me by someone else!" Seeing the expressions of the three wild boar chiefs changing, and not knowing what they were thinking, Dorn smiled and said it again

He spoke.

The three of them were suddenly startled when they heard this, and looked at Dorn in confusion.

A trace of black lines appeared on the brown face of the bear-man Lukar, and he looked at Cardin speechless.

You wanted to have a chat just now, but it turned out that you wanted to confuse people no matter how you looked at it.

No, animal heart!

He said it was Storm, and the person in the story was Chief Storm, Cardan."

"Storm Tribe?" the old man of the Fox Tribe, Alteran, said in surprise.

The chieftain of the Stormwind Tribe was a wandering orc three months ago?

How is this possible?

He knew that Storm, this tribe seemed to appear out of thin air, rose very quickly, and wanted every race.
Chapter completed!