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Immortal Master Chapter 45 Poison Mist

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    However, this cannot be given up. This is the tribe's greatest wealth and the food they need to move forward.  But at this moment, Imanadarotu heard several more strange screams, which were made by the Red Spot tribe members.  According to past practice, these red-spotted tribesmen have just attacked them and should not attack again for the time being.  However, after the sneak attack this time, these red-spotted tribesmen made strange noises again, but were they really bullying them?  Imana Darotu's face was as dark as water, and he had already prepared a short spear in his hand, ready to deal with these blind guys at any time.  However, the sounds made by the Red Spot tribe members today were a little different from usual.  This time they sounded very panicked, even panicked.  After Imanada Rotu heard this, he felt happy but also a little puzzled.  I don't even know what happened to make these difficult guys so panicked.  Several members of the Red Spot Tribe ran out of the woods on the distant hillside in panic, and even rolled and climbed along the grassy slope.  When the warriors of the Night Tribe, who had already prepared for defense and attack, were extremely puzzled, they saw clouds of pink mist floating out.  The people of the Red Spot tribe are very afraid of these mist as if they have seen ghosts.  Fortunately, there was a small river in front of them. The Red Spot tribesmen ran towards it as if they had encountered a life-saving straw, but their whole bodies were immersed in the water and they did not even dare to lift their heads.  "No, run!" Imanada Rotu's face also became very ugly.  "Compared to other people in this civilization, Imanada Rotu is not that ignorant.  Although he has been domineering in this civilization for hundreds of years, there is naturally a secret knowledge spread between him and the sun god Hoko Arotu.  Although the knowledge passed down has always been passed down in the form of songs or stories.  He never really believed it, but just like before Tezcapolipoca came, no one believed the prophecy of the end of the world even though it had been circulating.  Imanada Rotu originally didn¡¯t believe much in these things.  But since he was defeated by Master Wen and went into exile.  But I started to believe a lot of things.  For example, this mist in front of you!  Damn it.  This kind of thing shouldn't appear here?  According to legend, aren't they haunting the rainforest?  The two red-spotted tribesmen who were dizzy did not hide in the river. When the mist drifted across the river, it was no longer possible to hide in.  The two red-spotted tribesmen screamed in terror, and their violent running exhausted their strength.  They were quickly engulfed by the mist, and heard two red-spotted tribesmen screaming at the top of their lungs.  And then it won¡¯t be long.  Their voices stopped, apparently dead.  Seeing the tragic death of these two Red Spot clan members, the people of the Night Tribe could no longer take pleasure in their misfortune and started to commotion.  "Everyone gather together, everyone gather together!" Imana Darotu quickly changed the order, relying on the speed of their tribe to help the old and the young.  There is no way to escape this horrible thing.  Even if you can escape, the sheep can't be taken away.  Without these flocks, what would happen even if their people escaped?  So Imanadarotu changed his mind and shouted quickly.  His tribesmen obeyed the order and quickly gathered together on a hillside upwind, gathering all the sheep.  Looking forward to that wind.  You can blow away these mist.  Unfortunately, although the land here is undulating, there are high mountains on all sides, forming a large valley basin. There is no strong wind at all, let alone blowing away the mist.  The mist seemed to be spiritual. It lingered on the river for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing that could be done about the people lurking in the water.  Then it floated towards them.  The mist looks misty and misty, and seems to be no different from the common mist in the mountains.  It's just a weird pink color.  And that pink color is not pleasing to the eye.  On the contrary, it looked extremely dirty, and it made me feel sick after looking at it twice.  Moreover, the mist seems to be very heavy, just floating close to the ground, no more than two or three meters high.  "Go up the tree, go up the tree. Climb the tree!" Imanada Rotu commanded: "Anyone who can climb the tree should climb up quickly. The others gathered around me with their flocks!" Suddenly,  Those warriors, even those who were strong, all ran to the trees near the hillside.  It seems that they no longer have much interest in Immanada Rotu, the god of night.Heart.  Only those who are old and infirm.  Those who couldn't climb the tree could only drive their flocks of sheep to follow Imana Darotu closely, forming a large circle.  A shadow emanated from Imanada Rotu, and this shadow shrouded all of them.  This shadow is much thinner than when Master Wen first saw it.  It no longer looks like darkness, but more like shadows under the sun.  However, this shadow seems to be very effective. The mist in the shrouded area cannot float in at all, forming a strange confrontation.  This made the people of Imanadarotu cheer and regain a lot of confidence in the Night God.  However, Imanadarotu was gritting his teeth and holding on. He was already injured and had not yet recovered.  Even if the injury is healed, the shadow cannot be spread out for too long.  The tribe of Imanadarotu is quite large.  There are thousands of people, and the flocks they drive include hundreds of thousands of sheep.  This number is even a little on the small side, not much.  On average, one person has less than a hundred sheep.  However, the various consumption along the way has been reduced by almost half.  Many were killed and dried into dried meat.  Even so, the area they occupy is also huge. Even with the dense flocks now, they can cover an area as large as several football fields.  This has far exceeded the limit of Imanada Rotu, even when it was at its peak, it could not bear it.  Let alone now.  I could only shrink the shadow back a little bit, so many sheep and alpacas were exposed. When they came into contact with this mist, they screamed in pain. It only took a few short sounds, and they collapsed.  on the ground.  There was even black blood flowing out of his nostrils.  Everyone¡¯s scalp was numb when looking at such a scene, but the sheep in the shadows were restless.  People have the wisdom to know that they are safe in this shadow.  However, when these sheep faced these threats, they immediately became panicked and gained strength, and some even ran out of the shadows in a panic.  Before he could even run a few steps, he fell to the ground dead.  As a result, the sheep became more and more restless, and more sheep ran outside.  Imana Darotu shouted, and the shadow suddenly expanded.  The mist was forcefully forced out.  However, before the cheers of the people from the Night Tribe stopped, they saw blood overflowing from Imana Darotu's mouth and nose.  The shadow that had just expanded shrank again, and this time it had shrunk by almost half, exposing hundreds of thousands of sheep.  The area occupied by the mist is actually not very large, only a dozen square meters at most. It only covers five or six groups. Added together, it cannot cover the entire flock of sheep.  However, as long as the sheep are enveloped, they will scream and die immediately.  But more sheep ran out, covering the mountains and plains.  But at this moment, groups of soldiers rushed out of the misty woods.  They have colorful bird feathers on their heads, and dense patterns on their bodies and faces.  The "chiluo" covers the chest and thighs, and only has a circle around the waist or something made of animal skins and leaves.  Watching these warriors rushing out, they desperately grabbed the sheep.  The warriors who climbed into the trees in the dark night couldn't stand it any longer. They were robbing them of their property.  However, before they could take any action, a group of slow and stiff things covered with white hair slowly walked over and surrounded them.  These guys were not afraid of those vicious mists at all, and even rushed over, trying to get into the shadows.  However, it was discovered that those things quickly fell to the ground after touching the shadow of Imanada Rotu.  Then things began to turn around and surrounded the warriors hiding in the big trees.  "These are dead people, these are dead people!" Some warriors shouted in horror.  ¡°These guys can¡¯t climb trees and their whole bodies are extremely stiff.  However, at such a close distance, the warriors on the tree could easily see clearly that their bodies were covered with corpse-spotted white hair, and even their eyes were as muddy as a dead fish.  These warriors may not be afraid of living enemies, but they are extremely afraid of these dead people who can run and move.  They all wanted to move further away from them, and involuntarily climbed to higher branches.  However, the higher the place, the thinner the branches, and there will be unlucky guys. With a click, the branches broke and fell from the tree.  He was immediately surrounded by these zombies.  He screamed"Don't come here, don't come here." He wanted to climb up the tree, but he was dragged down by these zombies and bitten one by one.  I heard screams coming out one after another, and all the warriors on the tree had pale faces.  Soon, the unlucky samurai was almost eaten into a skeleton.  Then, after seeing the blood, these zombies aimed at the warriors hiding in the trees, and then began to push the big tree together, dozens of them From all around, screams could be heard endlessly.  Immanada Rotu's expression finally changed, and the shadow completely retracted.  The whole person almost fell to his knees softly, almost exhausted!
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