There is not much to describe or record the attack or massacre of the Gray Maned Tribe.

Most of the fallen soldiers of the Graymaned Tribe were wiped out by Jenna's snowstorm when they attacked the coalition forces led by Abel with the Sharp-Tooth Tribe. At this time, facing the full-scale attack of the seven major tribes, they no longer had enough troops to resist.

Destroy and destroy? It is like a slaughter? For the seven major tribes that are attacking, it is a good description. The attacking soldiers just want to end all this as soon as possible, because it is just a massacre without glory, not a real battle.

The majority of the remaining people of the Gray Maned Tribe at this time were ordinary people, the elderly, weak, women and children. Although they were also distorted by the God of Desolation, they did not gain much improvement in their strength and did not cause much trouble to the warriors of the seven tribes, but the impact they brought made everyone feel heavy.

When the young child who was supposed to laugh and play grew twisted tentacles on his body, and his cute little face rushed towards you with a fierce and cruel expression, even the brave warrior would feel at a loss. He didn't know how to deal with it, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Let the soldiers block all the exits of the Gray Maned Tribe, and not let a fallen man go." Abel also saw this scene, but he just used a fireball technique to end the child he saw, and then ordered Nadal beside him with a blue face.

Nadal expressed his orders with a heavy face. He saw the child just now. This made him feel heavy and filled with hatred for the God of Desolation and the Fallen One. He didn't even let go of the child!

"When a world is eroded by the god of desolation, such tragedies are always repeated." Standing beside Abel, Jenna also saw the child who had just ended by Abel with fireball. She couldn't help but sigh and remembered some past events that made her sad: "When the fall happens, all the kindness and beauty of the past will be twisted, and you even have to kill your former friends with your own hands."

Jenna's words contained a deep sadness, which made Eberl look at her and asked, "Senior sister, have you ever experienced such a thing?"

"I was once stationed in an empire's pioneering world, and then that world was broken by the God of Desolation." Jenna said in calm words, but Eber still saw tears flowing down the corners of her eyes: "At the moment the world was broken, all the creatures in the world fell, and from their souls to their bodies, they were distorted by the evil power of the God of Desolation... In the end, only I survived."

Abel didn't know how to speak, only Jenna survived, and the fate of the rest of the world was conceivable.

"So in order to avoid this world from encountering such a fate, we must block the God of Desolation from the world and purify all the fallen people." Jenna's eyes were full of determination. As her emotions changed, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, and ice crystals were condensed.

The biting cold chill made Ebert truly realize Jenna's mood. Just as he was trying to say something, a huge roar suddenly came from the front, causing Ebert and Jenna to look forward.

Countless stout tentacles stretched out from the underground and surrounding buildings. The mouthparts at the end of the tentacles opened and made a hissing sound, while also constantly attacking all the seven tribe warriors within the range of the tentacles. At the same time, the core position of the area where countless tentacles extended was constantly collapsed, and a huge sphere was crawling out of the collapsed pit with the help of the tentacles.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the huge sphere waving countless tentacles showed his appearance, even Eber felt a mental shock. The warriors of the seven tribes standing around him, even many of them even dropped their weapons on the ground, and some even covered their heads and screamed.

In addition to countless tentacles growing on the surface, the terrifying spherical monster in front of him was also covered with eyes and mouths of all sizes. Hundreds of different shapes of eyes and mouths stir around the sphere like the moon orbiting the planets. The eyes and mouth dance endlessly in rolling dance steps to rotate with each other, eyes flashing, staring, mouth drooling, screaming or singing terrifying prayers.

The eyes all over the body emitted a dazzling evil light, and the mouth covered with sharp teeth kept murmuring blasphemy that was enough to make people crazy. A single voice might not be anything, but when the countless mouthparts of this monster's body were making sounds together, the noise of countless sounds mixed together was enough to drive people crazy.

"Ball of Ballads? Damn it! How many people have these fallen men sacrificed!" Even Jenna, the great female arcane, changed color when she saw the constantly pulsing spherical monster formed by the gray meat ball, and she swears.

Just as the Titan and Cyclops are the family members of Gewush, the Ball of Whisper is the family member of the God of Conquest Dura, but compared to the complex rituals and restrictions that need to be sacrificed to open the portal by the family members of Gewush, summoning the Ball of Whisper is a relatively simple thing.

As long as the fallen people eroded by Dura are allowed to devour each other and constantly merge flesh and blood. When there are enough sacrifices to sacrifice, when there are enough sacrifices, the Ball of Miserables will be born. It does not even need to be summoned from outside the world. The only trouble is that it requires a huge number of sacrifices. The more sacrifices are sacrificed, the stronger the Ball of Miserables will be. To summon a Ball of Miserables, at least more than tens of thousands of people are required.

It seems that if such creatures, if they can be called creatures, their power comes from the devoured creatures, and in some ways its function is like a conscious nest that combines the perception and function of all creatures trapped in its body, which also gives the Ball of Waiting Power a powerful mental control ability.

"Damn it, this is not a monster you can resist, let everyone retreat!" Jenna shouted directly at Eber, and as she said that she flew up and flew directly towards the ball of murmuring.

"Gelart, let everyone retreat!" Seeing Jenna paying attention, Abel would not doubt the horror of the monster in front of him. He had seen that the warrior who had been attacked by the tentacles of the murmur ball had been controlled by it, and he picked up a weapon against the one beside him. Even the warrior who was not controlled was not much better at this time, and he could only keep rolling on the ground with his head in his arms.
Chapter completed!