"You want to kill me? You're just a leader of a Southern Wasteland tribe, how dare you kill me? "
Di Luo paused for a second, then said with a fierce face, "I'm a noble from the Di Family of the Yu Clan. We, the Di Family, are in control of the 'Blood Moon Army'. If you dare to kill me, the Blood Moon Army will be furious. Your territory will be scorched, and your clansmen will all die. You better think it through! "
"I'm sorry, I don't even know what the Blood Moon Army is."
Qing Ming smiled and shook his head, "I only know that you're an enemy. There's only one way for Southern Wasteland people to deal with enemies who invade their homeland. That is … Kill! "
"Boom!"
Once Qing Ming finished his words, the Ancient War Trees and the archers on the trees launched their attacks simultaneously.
"Bastard! You uncivilized barbarians! "
Although this so-called noble was also a Senior Magus, facing the joint attack of thirty Ancient War Trees, he had no power to resist at all.
In this desperate situation, Di Luo's face was twisted, and a beam of light burst out from the erect eye between his eyebrows.
"Die! Let's die together! "
Di Luo roared crazily, while a roaring sound came from his erect eye. Numerous sparkling and translucent wind blades roared out from his erect eye.
Like a tornado, the wind blades swept across the sky.
The wind blades were extremely sharp, and wherever they swept across, rocks and trees were all shattered into pieces. Even the Ancient War Trees, which were attacking Di Luo, had their branches chopped into pieces.
"Is this really a powerful attack?"
The wind blades that burst out from Di Luo's erect eye were extremely powerful. If it weren't for the Ancient War Trees, Qing Ming and the group of archers would have been smashed into pieces by this attack.
However, with thirty Ancient War Trees on the scene, Di Luo's last attack was just like this.
"Buzz …"
A green screen of light lit up. Tie Tan led a group of ancient trees and unleashed Shaman Power, forming a barrier of light that firmly trapped this tornado of wind blades.
"Boom!"
After being sealed, the tornado couldn't continue its rampage, and finally exploded.
The tornado rolled up countless pieces of debris and scattered into tens of thousands of palm-sized wind blades, which shredded everything within the radius of a hundred feet, and even created a deep hole on the ground.
"Barbarians, you're dead meat! After all, the anger of the Blood Moon Legion has descended upon you! My brother won't let you off! "
Di Luo's last life-risking attack didn't even work. Di Luo yelled and cursed loudly.
"The fury of the Blood Moon Army? I'll be waiting! "
Qing Ming sneered as he raised the bow in his hand, "Intruder, I'll send you to hell!"
Swish!
The arrow left the bowstring and shot through the air!
Di Luo had already used up the last bit of his power. He had completely lost the power to resist, and could only watch the arrow pierce through his throat.
"Haha …"
After struggling for a few times, Di Luo fell to the ground.
"Clean up the battlefield!"
Qing Styx waved his hand. Following his move, the War Tree sprouted numerous branches, rolled up the metal spider, the silver-armored warrior and Di Luo's dead body, and brought them back to the base.
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
When Qing Ming returned to the residence of the Qing Yi Clan, everyone in the Qing Yi Clan cheered.
This was an unprecedented victory.
A thousand barbarians, five hundred powerful enemies, and nearly twenty Senior Magi, had all been killed by the 'Mountain Giants' and the 'War Tree'.
At this moment, everyone was showing the highest respect to Qing Ming, the leader who had brought miracles.
"Long live the leader!"
Everyone in the Qing Yi Clan, including the old shaman, bowed to Qing Ming.
"For the Clan!"
Standing on the iron sandalwood branch, Qing Ming raised his arm and shouted loudly.
Alright, this slogan … seemed to be spreading.
"Qing Ming, what should we do with these iron things?"
At this moment, the old shaman pointed at the ten metal spiders, three hundred heavy armours and weapons, and two hundred Fire Crow warriors' weapons piled up on the square of the Castle.
As for those who had used these weapons, it was needless to say.
Hei Yao, the 'Mountain Giants' and the old shaman's Magi team would never let them live.
"Make some modifications, these armours, weapons and metal spiders can all be used."
Qing Ming walked into the square and saw those exquisite armours, weapons and metal spiders. A faint smile emerged on his face.
"Modifications?"
The old shaman paused and shook his head with a bitter smile.
In the Southern Wasteland, perhaps no one could make such an exquisite and luxurious armour, and no one could make such an exquisite weapon like the metal spider.
If they wanted to modify them, they wouldn't even know where to start.
The armours and weapons of the heavy armours were made according to the body shape of the 'Four Eyed Ghost', which was the 'Jia Clan'.
The 'Jia Clan' warriors were taller than the Qing Yi Clan's warriors. They were comparable to the Fire Crow Clan's warriors.
If they weren't modified, they couldn't be used at all.
"Leave it to me! I have an idea! "
Qing Ming walked to the pile of metal spiders and waved his hand. The pile of metal spiders disappeared instantly.
"Lord Wood Emperor, how should I modify and remake these things?"
Following the instructions of the 'Wood Emperor', Qing Ming put these things away, but he was still confused.
"This is the War Hall."
The Wood Emperor showed a strange building in Qing Ming's mind. "You choose a house, and I'll make the War Hall."
"When the time comes, everyone in your clan will be able to make armours and weapons in the War Hall. Besides, Magi will be able to make all kinds of potions in the War Hall. "
The so-called 'War Hall' was the combination of the 'Tool Making Pavilion' and the 'Pill Making Room' of Big Boss Li.
The 'War Hall' was out. Big Boss Li was going further and further down the evil path of 'Warcraft'.
"Great!"
Qing Ming was overjoyed when he heard the Wood Emperor's words.
He had to admit that the non-humankind's tool making skills had already surpassed the human race's, who were still at the 'Primary Application of Materials' stage.
Solid armours and sharp weapons were things that the human race in the Southern Wasteland dreamed of.
In reality, the human race's armours were sewn with animal skins. The human race's weapons were crudely made with animal bones and all kinds of other materials.
The human race's weapons were stupid and clumsy.
Once the Qing Yi Clan built the 'War Hall', They would be able to make all kinds of exquisite weapons and potions, which would be endless wealth!
Well, the human race didn't even have a currency at the moment. The internal trade was bartering. The external trade was using the non-humankind's currency.
"Boom!"
In the middle of the colorful light, a beautiful and elegant hall rose from the ground on the side of the square, where the warehouse used to be.
"My clansmen, this is the foundation of the Qing Yi Clan's rise! This is our War Hall! "
After Qing Ming had made a huge non-humankind sword into an exquisite and sharp longsword, he raised the longsword and announced the good news to all the clansmen.
"Victory!"
All the Qing Yi clansmen, who had witnessed the whole process, cheered loudly.
Solid armours, sharp weapons, and enough potions.
At this moment, everyone knew that the Qing Yi Clan would have a glorious future.
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