Martial Arts Conquer System

The wind of magic is invisible. Any additional burden on the magician's mind will bring unnecessary burdens to the magician's mind, thereby affecting his magic. According to a common sense of magic that is the same for Chaos and the seven central countries, armor casting requires special training to do this. Who in the world would let a valuable magician come forward to get a knife and learn this skill specifically?

At this time, the battlefield has calmed down. Some soldiers who did not know the truth were there to complete the post-war work according to the usual rules. A few people were there counting the spoils, and others watched the prisoners, all of them armed with weapons, gathered together, hands in their arms, waiting for the victor to rule. Others searched around to see if there were any survivors. Assen's previous planning was very thoughtful. He considered all aspects with the magician's unique rigor, and how to clear the battlefield as soon as possible after the victory was not ignored.

Perhaps the only thing he didn't consider was the situation.

On the edge of the battlefield, on a slightly higher hillside, among a pile of bushes, the wizard Asovan closed his eyes and lay on the ground, surrounded by seven or eight people.

Asovan has been bandaged, but everyone can see that his injury is serious. This is a near-fatal injury. In other words, if someone is hurt like this, you don't even know if he can live or how long he can live. In short, there is an issue that clearly needs to be resolved immediately.

Who will lead the tribe now.

If the war fails, things will be straightforward. Escape, fall, no other choice. But now it is victory. Although the tribe is not strong, you can't deny that it has an excellent momentum of development, and may even get the extra attention of this interesting prince. If the deaths of you and Asowan fall apart and go your own way, this is the ending no one wants to see.

If Ned is still here, things will be easily resolved. The leader died, and above the second, he became the new leader. Ned, as the warrior chosen by God, is hardly qualified to be the leader of this small tribe.

But these two assumptions are just assumptions. So this question immediately became a complicated one. Now, who can replace Asavin as the leader of the tribe?

Most of the seven people around are chaotic warriors, equipped with chaotic armor, and the remaining one is Claire, the new predator of the Horde.

In Claire's hands, he was wearing a **** helmet, especially the helmet part of the chaotic armor. The owner of this armor is the chosen warrior to cut Asovan. Judging from the blood stains on this helmet, it is easy to guess the fate of its owner.

Yes Claire killed each other. The exact process of the battle is very simple: Claire's lucky crossbow just passed through the gap on the opposite side of the armor, piercing the skull of the warrior chosen by God. This way of fighting is not very glorious for chaos because evil gods are more inclined to close combat but victory is victory.

A circle of people gathered around Asovan, silent. Although everyone wanted to say something similar, no one spoke first at this time.

"Everyone" remained silent for a while, and finally someone spoke. "I'm afraid I can't be a director for now." He said euphemistically, but everyone knew what he meant. "We need one, the one that will take over temporarily."

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Even so, Asavin has always been the only leader of the tribe. No one expected such an accident to happen in a battle with great odds, or even a stable victory.

In today's tribe, no such person can be recognized by all chaotic warriors. If you want to make suggestions, I'm afraid every chaotic warrior will recommend himself.

This sentence is like a signal. All the chaos fighters began to look at each other, hoping to get support from others. As mentioned earlier, the advancement of Chaos Warrior is recognized by the evil god, and his armor is the best example of his ability. Some rely on strength, some rely on agility, some rely on experience, and some rely on skills to get this position. In the same class, unless there is a duel between life and death, you don't know which is better and which is weaker. In fact, even a duel between life and death cannot determine which is better and which is weaker. There are many factors that affect combat, especially when the strength is close.

In other words, no one can be sure that they can win the game.

But becoming the leader of the tribe: its benefits are self-evident. One is closer to God. Like all other places in the world, high-ranking people are always closer to the altar when worshiping gods. The second is to have more opportunities to show their strength: For those who are full of ambitions and want to develop further, strength and opportunity are always indispensable. Of course, in addition to these two points, there are many other benefits, such as personal enjoyment, giving orders, etc.

"Everyone" finally someone spoke up. This is the oldest chaos warrior in the tribe. His name is Moore. He is not an old man, but he has passed the threshold of old age. "I am old. This time, I am willing to temporarily give up the opportunity to replace Asovan." He coughed very lightly. "Therefore, I hope that I will preside over an election and elect the most qualified person to replace Asavin. What do you think?"

As we all know, if human beings become old, their strength, response, and endurance will be greatly reduced. Unless you can get the favor of the evil god, an old man cannot have the opportunity to go further. However, the evil **** believes in the principle of "survival of the fittest". Therefore, if there is no miracle, the veteran has no hope of a higher name. Now he just wants to live, not a homeless person swallowed by the wilderness.

Everyone knows what the old soldier said. When a person voluntarily withdraws from competition, his position is always easy to be considered fair.

The next issue was quickly discussed. After a brief discussion, everyone unanimously decided to temporarily block Asovan's news, at most saying that he was slightly injured. All qualified people gathered from the entire tribe, chaired by veterans, and held elections. Of course, this is only the "temporary" of Asawen's position, so there is no need to ask the Happy Prince's consent or anything. For other things, wait until Asowan recovers or dies.

Now that the decision has been made, the rest is going smoothly. The winner successfully completed the cleanup of the battlefield and buried all his bodies. This is a habit not usually possessed by barbarians, but this time, Asavin decided to completely cover up his whereabouts. Because the body easily attracts rotting birds, then the eye-catching scene where these birds gather together will cause unnecessary tripartite. After some necessary cover-up work, the winners returned to their camp with a large number of prisoners and trophies.

I looked up at the sky. There seems to be a small cloud in the distant sky. But the color of the cloud is very dark, darker than the dark cloud before the rainstorm, and it is only a small piece.

"What's that?" I asked softly.

"Best," Claire replied. She is obviously absent-minded now. "There is a lot of their food there." ..

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