Elemental War Field

The tester in the Pale Fortress suddenly let out a low cry when seeing other people's movements.

"What do you want to do?"

A greed flashed in the eyes of a Zerg tester with a knife-like arm, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Where did the crazy blood of Rajax come from? There is no such thing in the Ash Fortress!"

The face of the testers in the Pale Fortress sank. Before that, they didn't know that Rajax had crazy blood.

Inside the Zerg, crazy blood is a taboo!

However, at this moment, the strongest Rajax had no combat power, and their number was no more than five-fifths of their opponents. Faced with compelling questions, they couldn't answer.

However, the people in Ash Fortress know very well that they must not back down at this time.

"That is the secret of our Ash Fortress, what does it have to do with you!" Rajax, covered in blood, suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly.

The interrogating tester gave Rajax a jealous look and said viciously: "Hiding a forbidden thing is a death penalty!"

"Even if it is a capital crime, it is also a matter for my ashes fortress. What qualifications do you have to intervene?" Rajax said calmly.

"Since we discovered it, it naturally has something to do with us!" The tester gave a deep smile.

"Hand over the crazy blood on you, otherwise we will never let you go easily!"

Rajax coughed, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, gasped, and said, "A bunch of greedy idiots, if I still have crazy blood, would you dare to talk to me like this?"

"What you want is just these two heart cores. Hold them and get out!"

The confronting testers exchanged their eyes for a while, and then a Zerg tester with slippery tentacles stretched out a tentacles and rolled it toward the core.

The tester in Ash Fortress looked angry, but no one stopped him, just glaring at him.

"Rajax!" a tester was unwilling, and yelled in a low voice.

"Let them take it." Rajax closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

The tester's tentacles wrapped around the two heart cores, and his face was suddenly happy, and he was about to retract the tentacles, but his face suddenly changed, and he was suddenly terrified.

The originally wet tentacles suddenly stiffened in place and burned rapidly.

"Do not!"

The tester screamed in horror, but this did not stop the flames from spreading.

A crimson flame began to burn from the end of the tentacles and quickly spread to its body.

The crimson flame is domineering and terrifying, and wherever it passes, the stiff tentacles are turned into ashes, and its body is about to be completely burned into ashes. A Zerg tester with arms like knives winks in his eyes.

The sharp blade arm slashed down quickly, and before the domineering crimson flame burned to the body, a knife cut the burning tentacles.

The broken tentacles twitched, turning to ashes in the flames before they hit the ground.

The tentacled tester looked at the falling ashes in horror, the broken tentacles squirming, trying to regenerate, but no matter how hard he tried, the tentacles that could easily regenerate in the past could not be regenerated anyway.

"Rajax!"

The tentacled tester who was dying alive roared, as if he wanted to vent the fear in his heart.

Rajax ignored him, but looked at a bald trialer next to him with horror on his face.

The bald Zerg tester has a similar appearance to humans. In the many trials of the Ash Fortress, he is not conspicuous, and has been very silent, but at this moment, he shows a completely different side from the usual.

There was blood red in the cold eyes, like a surging mass of magma.

Above the empty bald head, a group of crimson flames burned at some point, like a group of burning hair, very eye-catching.

The bald trialer turned his crimson eyes, glanced at the tentacled trialer, and said in a low voice: "Are you the trialer of the Blood Banquet Fortress?"

"You are- uh- uh-"

The tentacled tester yelled. Before the word "who" was spoken, he moved stiffly, as if he had seen something terrifying. He waved his tentacles to cover his throat, and his body kept twitching.

A group of scarlet flames spurted from his mouth and rushed into the sky, like a fountain of flames.

The surrounding testers stepped aside in horror, avoiding touching the crimson flames, watching the tentacles testers burning into ashes in the flames, leaving no bones.

There is only a pile of gray embers, proving that he once existed.

The bald tester picked up his finger, and the two heart cores lying in the ashes of the flame floated up gently, and fell on the palm of his hand without any damage.

"Who dares to touch the things in my ashes fortress, kill without mercy!"

The bald tester's voice is very peaceful, but naturally has the majesty of a high-ranking person, which makes everyone's minds awe-inspiring.

At this moment, the testers who were still aggressive, as if they had seen a natural enemy, lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at the scarlet eyes of the bald tester, as if flames would burn along the opponent's eyes.

The crimson ember-like flame reminded them of a powerful existence, an existence that made them dare not have any disrespect.

The High Lord of Ash Fortress-Ash Gogol!

"Since you are unwilling to join forces with my Ash Fortress, leave the ruins of the doomsday and go back and tell your companions that you are not allowed to approach the ruins of the doomsday for half a step within fifteen days, and let me see you, the testers of this **** fortress. It's your role model!" Ash Gogol said in a harsh tone.

The other testers suddenly fell silent, and in front of a fortress lord, even if they were only clones, they did not dare to rebel.

"Hurry up!" Ash Gogol whispered.

A group of Zerg testers ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, leaving the ruins of the doomsday in a hurry. They have no doubt that if Gogol continues to stay here, they will inevitably endure the anger of a high lord.

After the trialers of the other fortresses were dispersed, the trialer of Ash Fortress, facing the clone of Ash Gogol at the same time, bowed his head and knelt on one knee.

"Mianxia!"

The weak Rajax also knelt down, not daring to look directly at their lord.

Ash Gogol turned his back to the crowd and said calmly: "Rajax, ambition is not a bad thing. I hope this matter today can teach you a lesson. Strength can only support half of your ambition. The other half, what is needed is wisdom!"

Rajax lowered his head deeply, and said in a low voice: "Under the crown, I remember it!"

Ash Gogol glanced at him, and said lightly: "Get up."

"The effect of the blood of madness is too powerful, even if it is used by a title-level powerhouse, you may lose your mind. It is a fluke that you can survive."

"First go to the altar of the doomsday to sacrifice, only the power bestowed by the altar can heal your wounds!"

With the support of the others, Rajax stood up swayingly.

"Under the crown, the location of the Altar of Doom hasn't changed. The human race named Rose is probably still ambushing us in the valley."

Ashes Gogol said without looking back:

"I'm going to meet this Rose, hoping that he won't have died in the hands of Soul Breaker."

The valley is the gathering point of Soul Breaker, unless all these Soul Breakers are killed, otherwise they will return to the valley again after losing their target.

Compared to Ross, who was weak in power, Ash Gogol didn't want to see a group of Soul Breakers blocking the sacrificial doomsday altar.