Chapter 1675: Moving the Chessboard of Fate

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Of course, that's a story later.

Betty's declaration, which fell on the ears of most hell viewers, was nothing more than a joke. Maybe this group of harpies is different, but that doesn't mean that harpies all over the world are not despicable.

However, the dim eyes of the harpy female slaves who served as accessories to the big man gradually brightened, and at that moment, they seemed to have found the direction for the future.

at the same time.

In Wang Yan's camp, the Desert Emperor transmitted this scene back to the camp through the trachoma.

Everyone was silent.

The rescue team set off, but it was obviously too late. Everything happened too fast. Even if Wang Yan was prepared to take action personally, it would be impossible for him to arrive in time for rescue.

The only chance is...

"My Lord~" Zoe knelt down in front of Wang Yan with great piety and said in a trembling voice, "Please, save Aunt Betty and the others. Zoe, Zoe is willing to do for His Highness, do what His Highness wants in his heart. Anything." At the end of the sentence, although she was still anxious, her slender neck turned red.

"Ahem~"

Faced with all kinds of questioning looks, Wang Yan coughed a few times, Zoe, what you said makes it sound like I have been plotting against your beauty or something? How unjust I am.

"Humph, son of a romantic." Indira, the goddess of Shiva, snorted, "Although I have given up hope on your character, the quality of those harpies is very valuable, and we cannot stand idly by. Even if the Desert Emperor is exposed, We can’t let them sacrifice a trump card.”

"Wait a minute, the situation seems to have changed." The desert emperor's majestic eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he was surrounded by several enchanting maids.

Of course, those maids all followed him voluntarily and were loyal to him.

"Haha~ I didn't expect her to be able to do this." The Desert Emperor said mysteriously, "Zoe, don't worry, your Aunt Betty and the others will be fine. You don't have to force yourself. Do something you don’t want to do for that Demon Flame boy.”

"Ah?" Zoe was surprised, "Is it true?"

"Don't worry." Goddess Shiva held the harpy Zoe in her arms with some pity and comforted her, "The Desert Emperor is a mature and steady man. If he says it's okay, it really means it's okay."

After a pause, Goddess Shiva glanced at Wang Yan and said: "From now on, if this Demon Flame boy dares to have any evil thoughts towards you, just tell me and see if I can't kill him."

"Pfft!" Wang Yan was about to die without a mouthful of old blood. What are evil perverted thoughts? I and Zoe are innocent, when did I have bad thoughts?

"No, no, no." Zoe looked at Wang Yan in panic, blushed and said weakly, "Zo, as a slave girl, Zoe should serve His Highness the Demon Flame."

"You don't have to be afraid of him." Goddess Shiva patted her chest and said, "Actually, apart from being a bit lecherous, despicable, shameless and frivolous, he is generally a good person. Do you understand?"

"I know, I know, sister Indira." Zoe looked at Wang Yan shyly, with a slightly complicated expression.

But Goddess Shiva showed Wang Yan a proud and victorious expression, as if to say, look, I have foiled your evil evil again.

Wang Yan held his forehead, he didn't want to talk to Goddess Shiva now.

He is a little curious now, why does Lao Sha think that the harpies have been saved? Who was it that took action?

In the sand eyes, the scene changed again.

Just when the harpies headed by Betty were preparing to fight the Night Fangs desperately, killing every extra one, the change really happened.

In the quicksand area where there was no wind at first, a strong wind suddenly rose, and countless sand grains danced like a tornado, covering the entire sky, as if darkness had fallen.

As a result, the vision of both warring parties is blocked.

This is not the night, and there is no blessing characteristic of the night on the fangs of the night. In such a violent sandstorm, even the mental power was greatly disturbed.

"what happened?"

Betty was inexplicably surprised, "Could it be that the ancestor of our Harpy Banshee appeared?"

But Fanny shouted from the side: "Everyone gather around me, hold hands, don't be swept away by the strong wind."

Just as the harpies were holding hands to resist the storm.

The three demon gods also frowned.

"It's impossible." Dark Demon Mammon said with a frown, "This sandstorm came too suddenly, without any warning."

"I'm afraid it's her fault, the one favored by fate." The fallen demon god turned his attention to the reinforcements who were going to support the Harpy. Belica, who had reached the legendary peak of strength and was wearing a white sacrificial robe.

At this time, Bellica has changed from her original calm and gentle temperament to a bit embarrassed, her face is pale and weak: "Is it easy for me? Why do I have to calculate the disaster of the harpy? Why do I have to calculate the calamity of the harpy? You want to interfere with their destiny? It’s so exhausting for me. It’s a huge loss.”

She said it was a loss, but she still did it.

"No, no, no, I feel like my body has been drained. You go to support me first. This priest is going to go back to sleep." After the high priest Belika used that move, she turned around and returned, and said fiercely. Threatening Zhang Weidao and others, "I have spent a lot of effort to save those harpies. You go and save them. One of them is missing. Don't blame me hehehe~"

Zhang Weidao and others hurriedly accelerated their progress.

Just kidding, they would rather offend Wang Yan than offend the high priest Belika. If you really annoy her, she might give you a mysterious prophecy.

Don't underestimate Belika's trick.

Even the three great demons found it a bit incredible. Are all the guys who practice the law of destiny so perverted?

The prophecy said that there would be a sandstorm, but the law of the universe and the earth actually caused a sandstorm inexplicably? It directly interfered with the battlefield.

This is simply a life with a cheat.

However, although the three great demons did not understand the law of destiny, they also knew that the more powerful the law, the more difficult it was to control, and it was also easy to be backlashed. It is said that while practicing the law of light, the old dog of light also practiced some laws of destiny.

It's just that the old dog of light never used the law of destiny to interfere with the battlefield, and I'm afraid even he couldn't bear the backlash of destiny.

At the same time.

Wang Yan also saw all the changes from the sand eyes.

This made Wang Yan sigh again, the magic of the High Priestess Belika's prophecy, it was simply whatever you wanted. If you wanted something, just say it.

"Some of them are like the causal law deduced by scientists, and the weapons of destiny." Wang Yan said in admiration, "If Belica becomes a demigod, wouldn't she be even more invincible? Let her predict the destruction of the abyss world, and then the world will be at peace."

"Prophecy spells are not that fun." Goddess Shiva rolled her eyes and said, "The stronger the interference, the more lives will be in the fate, and the greater the backlash will be. Even if she is promoted to a demigod, she can't destroy the abyss world. I guess she will spit blood and die as soon as she speaks two words."

"That being said." Wang Yan touched his chin and said, "But Belica, the charlatan, doesn't look simple. She usually predicts something when she is full and has nothing to do. Backlash doesn't seem to exist at all. The so-called backlash of the big prophecy just now that obviously exceeded her strength was just that she felt a little tired, and she still had the energy to curse and go home."

Speaking of this, Goddess Shiva also felt that Belica was not simple. India is also a place where super-powerful monks flourish, and there are also some people who specialize in destiny prediction in the country.

But compared with Belica, they are so far behind. They are always talking nonsense and saying that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. If they go against the fate of heaven, their life span will be greatly reduced, or even their lives will be paid for.

Perhaps, the Maya clan is so magical, a civilized race that is born with the art of prophecy.

Let's not talk about these gossips for now.

In the battlefield, a huge sandstorm lasted for five minutes. When it dispersed, the team of the Night Fangs was scattered, and many people were buried in the gravel.

The situation of the Harpy team was slightly better because of unity, but it still looked very embarrassed.

Several captains of the Night Fangs were also experienced elites. They quickly reorganized the team and continued to kill the Harpies coldly.

Unexpectedly.

In the sky, several light shadows rushed at high speed.

Like meteors, boom, boom, they hit the gravel one after another. Four people were so bold that they surrounded dozens of Night Fangs.

"Amitabha."

Wu Bujie's precious appearance solemnly chanted the Buddha's name, "Dear donors of the Night Demon Clan, it's getting late, let me take you on your way."

After that, he burst into a golden light that seemed to be real, golden like a Vajra War Buddha, and rushed into the group of Night Fangs in a domineering and overbearing manner. His every move, every punch and kick was full of panic and power, and contained extremely powerful explosive power.

"Boom!"

A half-step S-level Night Fang tried to resist, but was smashed into pieces by an unstoppable punch. He was like a human-shaped dragon, a human-shaped beast, with endless power in his body.

"Wulian Tianzun, you ugly Night Demon Clan demons." Zhang Weidao stepped on the peach wood flying sword and scattered all kinds of talismans as if they were free.

There are talismans that burn with raging fire, devour demons, and burn them into charcoal. There are also talismans that condense wild thunder and chase people and bombard them wildly.

Zhang Weidao even threw out a handful of beans. After rolling in the gravel for a few rounds, the beans exploded and transformed into a dozen majestic heavenly soldiers wearing golden armor, holding swords and shields.

The combat power of each of those heavenly soldiers can only reach A level, which is weak in such a high-end battlefield. But they are all fearless and often rush forward. At the cost of one or two deaths, they can kill a half-step S-level Night Fang.

Enzo and Elsa are the first dark elf slaves to follow Wang Yan. They were born from officers of the Night Blade Legion, and their own talents and strength should not be underestimated.

With Wang Yan's deliberate training and their own efforts, their cultivation strength has skyrocketed to the peak level of legend.

Enzo is good at using the elf sword and shield, and his moves are rigid, including parrying, stabbing, slashing, etc. However, his movements were graceful and gorgeous, just like a dark elf dance.

The Night Fangs captain who was targeted by him was beaten without any chance to fight back. All his counterattacks were easily parried by the opponent. In just over ten seconds, he had multiple sword wounds all over his body and was bleeding profusely.

In less than thirty seconds, Enzo's gorgeous and artistic elf sword pierced the captain's heart. With the splash of magic blood, the captain's body fell to the ground powerlessly, his eyes staring with a look of unwillingness.

Elsa is proficient in scout tactics, and is best at stealth and then giving people a fatal blow. The light around her is distorted, as if she has completely merged into the rolling quicksand, and she specifically targets those elite Night Fangs who are only half a step away from S-level.

Tactics such as backstab, throat slitting, and blinding are endless.

Those Night Fangs are also masters of this, but when they meet Elsa, they are like petty thieves meeting their ancestors. Often, they lose their lives unconsciously without even catching the opponent's whereabouts.

It is no wonder that most of the training of the Harpy Scouts was taught by Elsa.

The four masters attacked at the same time, as if they were in an empty space, and caught the opponent off guard.

Seeing this, Betty the Harpy made a prompt decision and waved her staff to command: "Sisters, our chance to prove ourselves to His Highness has come. Go ahead and leave no one behind."

With the addition of the Harpies, the Night Fangs fell into a state of total defeat. In just two or three minutes, the battlefield became quiet, and dozens of bodies of Night Demon scouts were lying in the sand.

Most of the Harpies were already very tired, and most of them were injured. But they still cheered up and cleaned up the battlefield as quickly as possible.

They used their portable storage equipment to collect the bodies and weapons of the Night Demons and put them back. Needless to say, weapons and equipment are useful resources.

But for powerful advanced life forms like the Night Demons, many parts of their bodies are very precious alchemical forging materials, and even spellcasting materials.

Blood, teeth, wings, hearts, horns, bones, etc. are all useful. Of course, the black crystal core that contains the essence of a Night Demon is the most precious material.

His Highness Mo Yan has spent too many resources to train everyone, and he has become poor. It would be great if they could save some resources for him, even if it was just a little more. This is the simple and direct idea of ​​the Harpies.

There are several legendary demon corpses here.

You know, it is not too easy to kill a legendary monster in the wild. These days, there are fewer and fewer wild resources that are easy to kill.

Unexpectedly, the behavior of the Harpies caused an uproar in the stands of the Hell Conference.

Many Night Demons from the Dark Demon Realm began to protest angrily, accusing the Mo Yan side of not respecting the opponent and collecting the opponent's corpse as a trophy.

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