Chapter 523 Holy Night Druid
Among the elves, only those who can transform into a kind of monster are called druids, and night druids can also transform into a kind of monster.
A druid can only transform into one kind of monster for a lifetime, and it is impossible to choose what kind of monster to transform into. However, as the ability improves, the strength of the transformed monster will also be improved.
That is to say, if the druid is transformed into even a first-order warcraft high-legged horse at the beginning, but when he reaches the holy-level powerhouse, this level of high-footed horse will evolve into a ninth-level high-footed horse . Although they are also high-footed horses, their strengths are very different.
Druids have a common advantage, which can also be regarded as a disadvantage, and that is inheritance.
In layman's terms, when they transform into a monster, they can completely inherit everything from the monster, whether it is power, speed, or the magic that can be used. As their strength increases, the strength of the transformed Warcraft will also increase.
After they transform into monsters, they can still use their own magic. That is to say, if the magical beast he transforms can use fire magic, and the druid itself can use wood magic, then after transforming into a magical beast, he will have the ability to use fire magic and wood magic.
If the magical beast transformed into and the druid use the same type of magic, then after transforming into a magical beast, they can still only use the same type of magic, and no magic of other attributes will be added. However, high-level monsters are much stronger than humans of the same level, especially when ninth-level monsters confront holy-level powerhouses, monsters often have an advantage.
"Holy Night Druid? Why did you tell me your strength instead of hiding it and catching me off guard during the battle?" Yang Bing never believed that the opponent would be so kind.
"It's very simple, because I don't want to fight you." The Holy Night Druid looked at Yang Bing with a smile, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?" Yang Bing narrowed his eyes, looking at the Holy Night Druid vigilantly, and a blue ice staff appeared in his hand. Although the opponent said that he didn't want to fight, the experienced Yang Bing didn't dare to be careless at all.
"My name is Morris..." The Holy Night Druid paused deliberately after speaking, hoping to see surprise on Yang Bing's face, but he was disappointed. There was no expression on Yang Bing's face, as if he had never heard of his name.
In fact, Yang Bing couldn't be blamed for this. Morris was very famous among the night elves, and he was also very famous in the Twilight Federation, but it was limited to this. After all, he hadn't done anything in the Carlo Empire, so even though he was stronger than Cromwell, he had almost no reputation in the Carlo Empire.
"Our purpose is very simple. We hope you can join us. It would be great if you can persuade Deli Leka to join us." Morris' tone became colder, obviously he had never heard of Yang Bing. He was very dissatisfied with his name, but he didn't have an attack, but he didn't have the initial excitement.
"Join you? You are so insincere, how can I join casually!" Yang Bing sneered.
"No sincerity? We have already shown great sincerity without taking action against you and those teachers and students." Morris curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"No action? How do you explain the people you secretly sent in? Could it be that they came in to give us gifts?" Yang Bing looked at Morris with sarcasm in his eyes.
"Those people were sent by us to inform you. What did you do to them? The two armies are at war, so you can kill them?" Morris frowned, as if what he said was true. of.
"Those people sent the notice and then they all left. Didn't you see it? A dignified holy-level powerhouse with such a bad look in his eyes, there is no one left!" Yang Bing shook his head and sighed, as if pitying Morris generally.
Morris didn't take advantage of the words, and he also knew that those people might be in it. Although I don't know why they haven't found their soul breath, but there is definitely no hope to find them. It is estimated that these people were all detained or killed by Deli Laika and Yang Bing with some means or treasures, and they did not even escape their souls.
What he didn't know was that he was only half right. Those people were indeed knocked out, tied up, and put into acquired bags. It's just that they are currently being tortured by ghosts and ghosts, and some of them who would rather die than surrender have become the food of Li Zhenbang's monsters.
Most of the time, death is not terrible, but it is not something ordinary people can bear to watch their companions or themselves being swallowed alive.
Some mentally fragile people have already collapsed and directly choose to kill themselves by biting their tongues, or crush the poison sac inside the big teeth.
However, they were surprised to find that they could clearly see their own body lying on the ground. It turns out that the ghosts have imprisoned all their souls, and what awaits them is more cruel torture and destruction.
Seeing that even death cannot be relieved, except for the hard-line diehards, the rest of the people chose to accept this fact and told what they knew. They don't expect to live, they just hope not to torture their souls after death.
However, what these people know is limited, and they don't have many valuable clues. Even the diehards can provide very limited information. After all, they are all minions sent out to die, so how could they know too many secrets!
Even though there were not many useful clues, Li Zhenbang still knew their origins. That is, everyone came from Fredham City. They had already guessed that day, but now it has been further confirmed.
It's a pity that none of these people knew the identity of the third holy-level powerhouse, and no one knew who assigned them, and they didn't even know what the ultimate purpose of coming here was, and who their opponent was.
These are people who are loyal to Cromwell and Morris. They all obey the orders of their masters unconditionally, and they don't know anything else. Even if they are their diehards, at most they know that there are people above Cromwell and Morris, but they don't know who it is.
"In order to show your sincerity, tell me who your boss is? Then maybe we still need to talk, otherwise we'll just speak according to our ability!" Yang Bing's tone was tough, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation.
"How can we have any boss? We are just a bunch of poor homeless people. All we want to do is form an organization that can override everything and not be bullied."
Morris' eyes flickered for a moment, and soon returned to normal, but all this did not escape Yang Bing's eyes.
The reason why Yang Bing had such doubts was because the Omega in the Houtian bag had already transmitted the useful information from the captives to him, and he just confirmed it again. Although it is possible to scare the enemy, it will also make the other party have scruples.
Being able to say such things proves that they already understand them. They are not sure whether only Yang Bing understands or many people already understand, so they dare not act rashly.
The reason why they have been sneaking around is that they don't want others to know too much about them. The more mysterious they are, the more intimidating they will be.
Moreover, their identities really cannot be disclosed to the public, otherwise it would be a disaster for them, at least it is not the time to announce it now. But if everything goes according to plan, then they won't be too far away from appearing in front of the world.
"Tsk tsk, it's so mysterious, without any sincerity, it must be very hard to come here from Fredham City, follow up for so long!" Yang Bing saw that Morris was still covering up, so he simply released the blockbuster. The only accurate news we know right now.
Yang Bing is very clear about the consequences of doing this, that is, he must seek refuge or fight to the death, otherwise these people on the opposite side will definitely not let it go.
However, Yang Bing was not prepared to let these people go this time. At least one or two saint-level powerhouses who knew the inside story had to be captured to make the trip worthwhile. These mysterious guys have brought them a lot of trouble along the way, and it's time to reveal their true colors.
"What else do you know? Besides you, who else knows?" Morris' eyes became extremely serious, even with a hint of killing intent.
"I don't know anything, why should I ask you?" Yang Bing looked at Morris sincerely, as if he really didn't know anything. But the more he is like this, the more suspicious he is.
"What exactly do you know?" Morris' killing intent came out without any reservation.
"Oh! When did this world become like this? No one believes the truth." Yang Bing shook his head helplessly, with a heartbroken expression.
"Since you don't want to say anything, then don't blame us for being rude! Teachers and students of the Royal Carlo Academy, don't blame me after you die, blame Yang Bing for knowing too much!" Morris put his hands together Clenched tightly, roared, and his body swelled rapidly.
"Wait a minute, Morris." The other black-robed man who had been silent all this time finally spoke, his voice hoarse and piercing.
"Uh..." Morris, who was about to transform, forcibly stopped the transformation, and looked at the man in black with some puzzlement.
"I believe what you said, but if you want to know more, I can satisfy your curiosity, but you have to choose to join us first." Although the voice of the man in black was ugly, it gave off a calm and mysterious Feel.
"If you don't tell me the details, I won't be able to weigh the pros and cons. How could I blindly join a strange organization?" Yang Bing shook his head and denied.
"You can tell me what you want first, as long as we can satisfy you, isn't that all right?" The voice of the man in black was full of temptation.