"Father! Look In one part of the grassland, the child, who had rubbed his eyes and was ready to go to the convenience, pointed to the falling stars in the sky and yelled. He was trying to appease the horse''s father and looked impatiently along his son''s finger. After seeing the frightening happening in the sky, he was completely frozen and allowed his horse to neigh towards the falling star in the sky.
A similar situation happened in all parts of the grassland, as far as the foot of the snow mountain, near the edge of the forest, herdsmen and other living creatures on the grassland were lucky to witness the occurrence of this spectacle. Of course, not everyone will stay awake at night, and not everyone will immediately rush out of warm blankets to comfort their horses. So tonight''s spectacle will also become a half true and half false legend in the future. And those shamans will clearly know that tonight, just at this time, a God in the ranks of the gods has lowered its great power, which is only the purpose of this star setting. Unless it is the shaman of the horse spirit, no one can be sure. But it''s exciting enough, Starfall, which is a common thing in distant times, but the stories handed down in that era have been collectively referred to as myths.
How can the people who serve the spirits not be excited by the reappearance of the stars? There are many people in shaman who are eager to return to that era day and night, that time when the gods walked on the grassland. However, if they know that the reason for the fall of the stars is to fight against the same disasters from the mythical age, they will not be happy. The age of myth is very good. People can entrust the responsibility to the gods. All their sufferings can be solved by faith. If they can''t, they can hope after death. But in such an era, people''s life seems lighter because they have not shouldered the responsibility.
Light? It''s heavy. It''s not a shaman, but it inadvertently leads to the fall of stars. Pang Ran''s pressure to communicate with heaven and earth falls on the shoulders of cheese. He kneels down on his knees with his grey robe standing on the ground, but it seems to others that it is a devout worship. Cheese had never thought of such a thing. He just wanted to get some divine blessing. He didn''t even need to be as strong as he was against the worm God. He still couldn''t understand the characters of the spirits, so he didn''t expect that the spirit of horse would directly create such a big scene after listening to his request. It''s not in the gray tower textbook.
His heart beat faster and his breath couldn''t keep his peace. There is a reason why the grey tower has never taught any knowledge about the lower world of the gods. It is no longer the era of legend. It is hard to tell whether the less miracles of gods lead to their fuzziness, or whether they are forgotten and reduce the number of times they show their power to people. Therefore, even if he was the master of the grey tower, he did not think that his apprentices needed to understand this knowledge. For example, there used to be a jar. When it was there, people thought about it. Whether it was grain, material, heat resistance and so on, it was easy to use it. But then the jar cracked, broke, fell into the river, washed into the sea, all about the pot has become meaningless, because it completely disappeared in people''s lives. As time goes by, has there ever been such a pot in the world that has become blurred, and the paintings on this jar are all kinds of things related to gods.
Not to mention the lack of knowledge, the weight on the mage''s shoulder is enough to make him feel flustered. Cheese hasn''t felt death so clearly for a long time. As the coordinates of the star setting, he seems to be holding a whole castle, but the castle is suspended by a string, which makes the mage under the castle in a just right position between being crushed to death and not being crushed to death. Pain has been sublimated into a maddening impulse. If he can move now, he will choose to kill himself with a sword and not suffer from this kind of torture. Those who can be pressed under the castle have no right to commit suicide.
"Hum!" The Skinner who wrestles with Lothar is lifted up by the invisible air wave. A porcupine of the size of a man makes an unwilling voice, revealing the soft abdomen without the protection of spines. Naturally, the count could not let go of such an opportunity. Although he did not know why the air wave from behind only made his coat flap shake, it could overturn the monster, which weighs at least two or three people, but his Tomahawk did not hesitate at all.
"Oh The witch hunting knife, which can restrain magic, is equipped with a master who is blessed by the devil''s power. It can easily tear the skin bag of the Skinner to reveal the stinky body inside. Before cheese, the lantern at the foot was shining with morning light. The light was not strong enough to directly burn the sun sensitive monster. But after losing the cover of the skin, the Skinner was unable to resist.
The same thing happened to all the people. The members of the team were not affected by the falling star, but all the evil spirits from Alai, including the devil summoned by cheese, were unable to lift their heads under the pressure of the storm. Even alee''s figure slowed to a standstill, and the shadowy figure raised his head, opened his mouth like a cave, and growled silently at the falling stars.
Cheese also looked up at the falling star. Unlike other people, he could see the star as it was. It was a horse he had never seen before and would never see again. Its muscles, hair, every movement, shows the power beyond language, this power is not aggressive, it is more similar to beauty.The impact of beauty made the mage forget the pain of tearing his whole body for a moment. He unconsciously left excited tears and raised his hands slowly to welcome the arrival of the stars. More and more close, more and more close, finally, Ma Zhiling''s two front hooves and the master''s hands touch each other, the dazzling stars at this moment stained with secular color. Then the light converges and returns to nothing.
"Dada Da Da!" When the light is done, the horse''s hooves rise and the hooves sound fast. Without waiting for a few people to react, only one man and one horse had already rushed out of the rear and went straight to Alai è re! The man, naturally dressed in a grey robe, was a little familiar to the horse. It was obviously similar to the eight points of the war horse that died before Batu! There was no time to react. The reincarnated horse rushed to alai''er with the mage. There was no yelling, no tactics, no change of moves. The proud horse spirit raised his hooves and trampled on alai''er''s shoulder, and the dark figure''s arms fell off in an instant!
"Spirits Batu gaped at the scene. Cheese and the horse in his crotch were already running towards the distance, leaving only Alai è Er, who fell to his knees, struggling to get up. It was almost ready to stand up, but at this moment, the horse running from behind again mercilessly put its foot on its back again, making alee''s upper body close to the ground!
So, back and forth, seven to seven, fourteen shocks! Under the merciless horse''s hooves, the famous disaster on the grassland has become a group of broken things. The spirit of the horse stopped at last, not because it didn''t want to crush the evil object any more, but because the grey robe on its back was already crumbling. If the gods are strong, they will be stronger. But the price of the strong gods in the world is to be paid by the gray robes!
"Wheezing!" Ma Zhiling snorted, his eyes staring at the shadow in the dust. Those who followed the evil things were silent, hiding in the side, but did not dare to move. Won? Lothar and they looked at each other and couldn''t believe the sudden victory. And their disbelief is right, because the shadow is rapidly restoring its original posture, and becoming more distorted.
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