Chapter 1187 Giant of Light (X) Demon of Light (V)
The huge wild boar roared towards the sky, and the ultrasonic waves that had already exceeded the limit of human hearing shattered . When the orcs were swept by the sound waves, they suddenly exploded and turned into flesh and blood on the ground.
The summoned creature looked towards the group of giant ogres, and the sharp barbs on its body shot at the enemies with a dim light, making the giant ogres visibly weakened.
Obviously, after reaching LV4 , the creature summoned by Call of the Wild is still a porcupine, but in addition to its inherent venomous sting attack, the porcupine itself has also undergone great changes.
The giant beast, which is thirty meters tall at the shoulder, is itself a moving disaster.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a "divine beast".
Every time a skill is improved, the improvement is more explosive, with an explosive level leap.
The porcupine summoned by the call of the wild at LV 1 may just be a magical creature with poison, but the porcupine at LV 4 is a divine beast.
"It seems that the improvement in summoning skills is greater than I thought."
Looking at the giant beast he summoned, whose traces could only be found in myths even after reading a lot of books, Mo Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes and think about the summoning skills that he had consciously ignored.
Whether it is the ultimate skill [Chaos Sacrifice] that is enough to decide the outcome on the battlefield, or [Summon Bear Spirit] which is very special among all summoning skills, the functions and effects of these skills may far exceed one's imagination.
Especially the [Summon Bear Spirit]. The special nature of the Bear Spirit makes the Druid stronger the longer the game lasts. The Bear Spirit has six slots like a hero and can wear equipment.
Together with the neutral equipment slot, fourteen slots of divine equipment are enough to change most situations.
The porcupine's roar and attack angered the dozen or so huge figures. They already had the advantage in numbers, not to mention that this group of ogres were far ahead in size.
The comparison between a fifty-plus-meter-tall man and a thirty-plus-meter-tall porcupine at the shoulder is like the comparison between a human and a dog, even though the dog is a large one, but there are more than a dozen of these man-eaters.
The porcupine charged towards the ogres without fear, and as it ran the ground made the earth roar and shake like a war drum. No one knew how many orcs were trampled to death and how many buildings were collapsed.
The extremely high mass and the crazy speed combined constituted the most direct and violent attack method. The first ogre who faced the porcupine was directly pierced through. The porcupine smashed the demonic armor on the ogre's body and pierced through the ogre's abdomen.
The ogre suffered a serious blow, but the porcupine was also in pain. He kept shaking his head and shaking the black liquid on his head to the ground.
The black liquid was extremely corrosive and also carried some kind of pollution. It was the blood of the trolls, or it could be considered a liquid curse filled with an evil aura.
After severely injuring the enemy, the porcupine also suffered considerable damage and was soon smashed into pieces by the other intact ogres.
After the porcupine died, the severely injured ogre pulled out pieces of the porcupine's flesh and swallowed them raw. At the same time, the injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a few minutes, the injured ogre had recovered and showed no signs of injury at all.
"Can you summon that beast again?"
Listening to Pallas's question, Mo Cheng shook his head, "It's possible, but there's no need."
It can be seen from the battle just now that in a one-on-one duel, the porcupine and the ogres are about evenly matched, but there are more than a dozen ogres on the opposite side.
Even if they could severely injure the opponent in a one-for-one exchange, they would still die at the hands of other ogres.
Perhaps it was because he was not familiar with summoning skills, or maybe it was simply a problem with the mechanics of this skill, Mo Cheng could only summon one porcupine at a time.
It was not surprising to Mo Cheng that the ogre could kill the porcupine. Without the addition of the [Beast King] hero template, or to be more precise, without the blessing of the [Wild Aura], the porcupine's combat power was not fully demonstrated.
The porcupine and the tombstone were just a way to buy time.
Through the summoned invisible war eagle, Mo Cheng had already taken in the surrounding environment, and he was sure that there was no one in this place.
To be precise, there are no living people left.
In other words, Mo Cheng doesn't need to worry about trivial things.
Mo Cheng stretched and walked forward slowly, "Palas, now retreat fifty kilometers... no, one hundred kilometers away."
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether what appears next will hurt you."
After giving the warning , Mo Cheng didn't care whether Pallas was going to leave or not. He looked at the group of ogres that were filled with evil aura from afar. "With a height of 50 meters and a weight of 10,000 tons, they are monster-level no matter how you count them."
As if telling a joke, the holy light in Mo Cheng's hand slowly gathered, "Since it is a monster, then naturally we have to let the Giant of Light deal with it."
Then a pillar of light shot straight into the sky. The pillar of light that reached the sky was higher than the Tower of Babel, mocking the owner of the Tower of Babel in a blatant way.
Then the light column shattered, and a huge figure walked out of it.
It was a giant whose entire body was covered in light, not much different from the ogres, with a height of fifty meters and an unknown weight.
The only thing we know is that the moment the giant of light's feet touched the ground, an extremely powerful shock wave swept over.
All the soil and buildings within a radius of 100 miles were rolled up to a height of tens of thousands of meters and then allowed to fall freely.
The earth roared, as if it was afraid of this.
When the light gradually faded away, the giant's figure slowly emerged.
powerful!
Just at first glance, one can sense the brutality from his bulging muscles and ferocious aura.
Even though the ogre was a creature born evil, he couldn't help but retreat.
They can perceive the nature of that light more clearly than anyone else.
A domineering, fanatical, extreme light.
Just by being there, it is a harm to the foreign body.
This is the light of destruction that excludes everything and destroys everything.
A dozen ogres began to retreat continuously, their brains and bodies warning them in the most intense way.
Run, run quickly, run without caring about anything, the farther you run the better!
“…Demon…Demon God…”
Its mere appearance brought endless fear to the ogres. Even their creator had never brought them such a feeling. For the first time, the ogres felt what "fear" was.
At the same time, driven by fear, the ogres terrifiedly recited the identity of the Giant of Light before them.
“…The Demon of Light!!”
