Apex War God Chapter 1587: The wind is blowing!

Same time.

Northern Europe, Iceland.

The climate here is extremely cold all year round.

The blood clan, one of the major S-class organizations in the dark world, is located here.

At this time, on a coast in Iceland.

More than two hundred steel warships are parked at sea.

These two hundred steel battleships are all black and depict the totems of the blood race.

A large black flag is erected on each battleship, and the flag is embroidered with a pattern of blood-colored bats, giving a creepy feeling.

The battleship was full of people, more than 10,000 people.

Everyone was thin, dressed in black and red robes, and had a sickly pale skin.

These people are blood clansmen.

The coast.

A group of vampire elders wearing black and red robes and gray hair are chatting.

"Patriarch, will the heretical alliance headed by the Dark Emperor really take action this time?"

An old man with curly gray hair looked at another old man.

This person is over 1.85 meters tall, thin and tall, wearing a black and red robe, with long silver-white hair tied behind his head, and some wrinkles on his face, leaving traces of time.

He is the contemporary patriarch of the blood clan, and the veteran king of the dark world, the bloodthirsty ghost bat.

The bloodthirsty ghost bat sighed softly and said, "This is the thing I worry about the most, and the thing I least want to see.

The dark world has been developing peacefully and stably for more than 20 years. However, once the war breaks out, it is unknown how many people will die and how many organizations will be destroyed.

Even if we can finally defeat the Heretic Alliance and win, the dark world will be brought back to its original point, and it will take many years to regain its glory. "

The others also sighed deeply.

They are all part of the dark world, and naturally hope that the dark world can develop peacefully, not turbulent.

The bloodthirsty ghost bat continued: "But, this battle must be fought!

If we do not defeat the heretical alliance headed by the Dark Emperor, then our dark world will always be in dire straits, and it will be difficult to have peace and stability!

Everyone, if I can't come back this time, then you will choose a new patriarch to lead the blood clan instead of me!

As long as you are here, there is still hope for our blood race, and there is still hope for the dark world! "

"Yes, Patriarch!!!"

The people of the blood clan on the shore put their right hands on their left chests, bowed and bowed their heads respectfully, and their eyes were red.

Afterwards, the bloodthirsty ghost bat said nothing, turned around resolutely, and boarded the battleship.

With a big wave of his hand, he hissed: "Go!"

One order!

More than 200 warships launched at the same time and left Iceland...

A non-domain continent.

There are many tribes here, hundreds of them.

And among the hundreds of tribes, the strongest tribes are the wild tribes and the newly rising power tribes.

Location of the Savage Clan.

Here there are undulating mountains, rivers, vast grasslands and lush forests.

There are houses built of stone.

At this time, it was late at night.

On a vast grassland, the sky and the earth are quiet, the evening wind blows gently, and the grass waves undulate with the wind, which is very comfortable.

The prairie was full, with as many as 8,000 people.

Everyone is tall and imposing, wearing waistcoats, showing strong arms, dark skin, and rough faces.

In front of the group of strong men, stood a giant man.

This man has brown curly hair and braids. He is nearly three meters tall, with a naked upper body. His broad chest is as solid as a rock, and his muscles are bulging like hills. .

He wears an ivory necklace around his neck, a wide gold bull's head belt around his waist, and a pair of loose grey trousers that don't hide his legs as thick as tree trunks.

He is the patriarch of the Power Clan, and one of the kings of the dark world, the King of Titans.

The King of Titans stood in front, glanced at everyone present, and said in a loud voice: "The warriors of the power family, the battle with the heresy alliance is coming!

You are all elites of my power family, battle-hardened warriors!

So, in this battle, I hope you can fight hard to kill the enemy!

Be sure to play the prestige of our power family and play our courage! "

"Kill! Kill! Kill!—"

All the strong men of the Power Clan stomped their feet and waved their arms, and the whole grassland vibrated violently.

"Go!"

The King of Titans waved his hand and left the grassland with the warriors of the Eight Thousand Forces...

Snow country.

It borders Shenzhou and is close to the North Pole. The temperature is very low all year round, so it is called the Snow Country.

Of course, this country is also called the White Bear Country because of the polar bears living in it.

In this country, there is an ancient and mysterious race, which is called the werewolf because the blood of the wolf flows in the human body of this race.

The werewolves live on Wrangel Island in the Snow Country.

This island is the eighth largest island in Snow Country, covering an area of ​​7,608 square kilometers. It is located between the East Siberian Sea and the Chukchi Sea, close to the Arctic Circle.

At this point, on the coast of Wrangel Island.

More than two hundred silver-gray steel battleships are parked at sea.

A banner with a black wolf's head on a red background is erected on each warship.

The battleship was full of people, more than 15,000 people.

These people are warriors of the werewolf clan, and each of them is majestic and burly. In the dark night, their eyes glow green, almost identical to those of wolves, giving people a creepy feeling.

At this time, in front of the deck of the main battleship, stood a giant man.

The man was wearing a black coat, more than 1.9 meters tall, with a thick beard, a rough face, and a pipe in his mouth.

His chest is open, with brown fluff, and he is not afraid of the cold at all.

This giant man is the current patriarch of the werewolf clan and one of the contemporary kings of the dark world, the wolf king of the last days.

All the werewolf clansmen looked at the apocalyptic wolf king with reverence.

After all, if it wasn't for the apocalyptic wolf king rising up in the dark world and becoming the king, I'm afraid their werewolf clan would be unknown until now.

So, the last wolf king is the belief and hope of their werewolves.

Apocalypse Wolf King glanced at all the werewolf warriors on the battleship, exhaled a long breath, and said loudly: "Everyone, the war with the heresy alliance is about to start!

This war is for peace and stability in the dark world, for our homeland!

So, this battle will also be the biggest battle the Dark World has seen in years!

So, none of us are guaranteed to survive this war!

Are you afraid? "

"Don't be afraid!!!"

All the werewolf warriors swung their right fists and slammed their chests heavily. They responded with a loud voice, and their faces were full of fanatical fighting intent.

"Very good! You are the best warriors of my werewolves, and I am so proud of your courage!

In this battle, we must show the momentum of our werewolves!

We want everyone in the dark world to know that we werewolves are also a force to be reckoned with in the dark world! "

Apocalypse Wolf King said in a loud voice, and then waved his hand, "Let's go!!"

"Congratulations to the wolf king!!!——"

The werewolf clansmen standing on the shore all roared up to the sky, and their voices were so loud that they were really like a pack of wolves.

Soon, more than 200 steel warships started moving, like giant steel dragons, heading towards the deep sea...

This night, in order to protect the peace and stability of the dark world, nearly 2,000 organizations, large and small, all headed towards Xingchen Island...

The storm is coming, the storm is coming...