Chapter 2670 Blue Fist Holy Envoy

Facing the buzzing swarm of bees, Taylor did not panic at all. He calmly integrated the green halo into the totem. The next second, the totem was like an inflated balloon, changing from small to huge. In the blink of an eye, it was Reaching over one meter tall.

My jaw dropped to the ground in shock at this magical scene, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, damn, what is this!"

Taylor glanced at me and did not reprimand me for being rude. Instead, he replied calmly: "Totem, I just said that."

"totem."

I stared blankly at the totem that suddenly grew to be more than one meter long, still stuck in a downtime state and unable to extricate myself.

Totem is one of the most common types of weapons in Zephyr Continent.

It is the exclusive weapon of the Blue Fist Holy Envoy among the priests. After activating the power of the totem with magic value, you will get the buff of the totem feedback, that is, within a certain period of time, the strength, physical strength, agility, and speed will be significantly improved. .

But here comes the problem. Because it is the exclusive weapon of the Blue Fist Holy Envoy, except for a few outliers, the activation conditions for most totems are that you must have the profession of the Blue Fist Holy Envoy, and the second step is to inject magic power.

Although the old man traveled through most of the Zephyr Continent when he was young, I don’t think he would have the chance to get a totem that can be activated by all professions. After all, this kind of totem usually only appears in auctions, and the price is scary. , Although the old man was powerful when he was young, he was a poor boy with a clean face.

Moreover, coming from an ordinary family, it was impossible for him to obtain such expensive gadgets by relying on family affairs.

So I am sure that this totem must not have been obtained when he was young.

Okay, I admit, it is possible that he picked up the totem by accident. After all, before it expanded, it was only the size of a palm and could easily be ignored as a wooden sign.

But the old man is a pastor!

What totem does the priest use?

Pastors should use crosses!

Take Godot, for example. Even though he is not a serious person, in fact, he is an out-and-out serious priest. Didn't you see the giant cross made of stainless steel on his back?

That’s proof of a pastor!

Of course, not all priests like to carry a large cross on their backs. Many priests keep a low profile. They will choose a small cross, or they will not carry a cross at all, and instead hold a wand as a medium for performing magic. .

But the problem is, whether it is a cross or a wand, they can all be used as a medium for casting spells, but totems are different!

Totems cannot be used as a spell-casting medium. This is a truth recognized by Zephyr Continent!

It is said that the totem is limited by its internal structure and can only cast a range of auxiliary buffs. That is, within the range of the totem, the holder will receive the positive buff effect granted by the totem.

Other than that, there is no other use.

At this point, I have to emphasize again: The old man is a pastor! It's a pastor! ! It's a pastor! ! !

The priest wants the positive buff effect of an egg!

It’s not a melee profession!

With a broken heart, I watched the old man insert the swollen totem into the soil.

The next second, the old man slowly closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breathing.

Seeing this, I collapsed even more. It's wartime, can't you be more reliable?

Cast a magic barrier to resist for a while!

Once the king of the forest has trampled all the bees around him into a pulp, it’s not too late for you to pose again!

However, at this time, anything I said was redundant, because Taylor had already rushed over.

I'm so stupid, really.

I have been with the old man for so long, and I have never seen him fight even an unprepared battle.

As long as it is a battle, the old man will clearly deduce it either on paper or in his heart. Even if there is an accident, he can solve it in the shortest time.

Even though I know all this, I still don't believe that the old man will win, or that I still don't believe that the old man will win easily. I am simply stupid.

The reason why I had the above thoughts was because the scene in front of me really shocked me.

Taylor is actually also a Blue Fist Holy Envoy!

This was really beyond my expectation.

That set of agile movements and a series of beautiful punches undoubtedly shocked my heart and made me unable to think.

Left hook, right hook, flying punch, straight punch, combination punch, every punch leaves an afterimage, and every punch can make a sharp wind!

The agility of this swarm of bees is indeed high, but when it comes to humans like Taylor who are almost cheating, they appear so weak.

After a fierce punch, several bees all fell to the ground and died.

After solving the crisis in front of me, the old man did not help me. Instead, he squatted down and collected the bee corpses one by one.

"Hey! Old man! Help me!"

I scrambled to resist another round of bee attacks, and at the same time asked for help.

"Solve it yourself." Taylor wrapped the bee's body in a huge banana leaf, carefully put it into his arms, and then walked towards the target.

The King of the Forest did not follow him, but sat aside, grabbed the incomplete bee on the ground, and threw it into his mouth.

While feasting, it did not forget to pay attention to the battle on my side and clapped its hands.

Hey, you said that this king of the forest didn't come to help, but he actually sat there eating snacks and applauding, almost shouting 666.

Why is this little boat of friendship made of paper?

I roared silently, and at the same time chased the bees even harder.

While chopping and chopping, one of them was accidentally attacked by the sharp stinger of one of the bees.

Severe pain suddenly hit my whole body, and I thought to myself: No, I'm poisoned!

Then he calmed down: Poisoned? Don't be ridiculous, okay? I'm immune to toxins.

Sure enough, at the moment when this idea just emerged, the severe pain disintegrated and disappeared without any warning, as if it had never appeared before.

I turned to look at the bee that attacked me, and found that its stinger was still firmly attached to its tail. It seemed that the stinger had the same effect as a scorpion, stinging but not leaving the body.

But having said that, the length of this thorn is about the same as the little finger, and it looks like a small dagger. It is quite uncomfortable to be stabbed unexpectedly.

Just as he was thinking about it, his shoulder suddenly hurt. When he turned around, he saw a bee that had just completed its sneak attack mission and was about to flutter its wings and leave.

But how could I let it happen?

Aim at the target and raise your hand to grab it!

He just happened to hold the bee that had just taken flight in his hand.

The bee kept struggling in my hand, and the high-speed vibration frequency rivaled that of an electromagnetic vibrator. It made my arms numb and made my grip slightly unstable.

Glancing at the bee in my hand, I snorted coldly, gathered my killing intent, exerted my strength with my five fingers, and pinched it suddenly.

There was a muffled sound, and before even a mournful cry could be heard, the bee died and turned into a puddle of slime, dripping down between the fingers.