"My name is Longinus, and I'm from Graywood. Apocalypse didn't want to reveal his identity for the time being, so he replied casually.

"Grayforest Town, it's more than a hundred kilometers away from this place, do you think I'll believe it!" the bearded man threw the cigarette that was about to burn to the ground.

Apocalypse thought about how to gain the trust of the other party, but he was obviously not good at deception and acting, and finally held back a sentence: "My lord, what I said is true." But his tone was so stiff that he seemed to be an "adult".

The man in the lead rubbed his face, tried his best to suppress his anger, and said, "What the fuck are you kidding me?" Izar, you come and torture him, if it's a dragon-blooded bastard, he'll be slaughtered. ”

"Okay, Isaac, leave it to me. A tall and thin man came out of the shadows, although thin, but his strength was not small, and he dragged the apocalypse aside with one hand.

Izal licked the corners of his mouth, and said with a cruel smile to the apocalypse in the wire net: "Unlike those bastards, we are humane, so I will give you another chance and honestly explain your identity." ”

Apocalypse couldn't answer, so he asked, "Are you a rebel group?"

"Don't say yes, do you? It seems that I can't do it without giving you some hardship. Izal pulled out a thin short knife and roasted it on the fire for a while until the blade was slightly reddened, then walked back and brought the short knife close to Apocalypse's thigh.

In order to enter Blackmane Town in a low-key manner, Apocalypse was not wearing armor, so at this moment, his skin could clearly feel the scorching aura emitted by the short knife, and he was hesitating whether to directly pop out the bone blade to shatter the wire net.

Boom - a violent explosion was heard.

"Enemy attack—dragon-blood mongrels are coming!" a shrill shout came from outside the cave.

Isaac bounced off the stone bench by the campfire and rushed straight out of the cave, and the people around him tacitly agreed to follow, except for Izhar who remained to guard the apocalypse.

Startled by the explosion, Izal sat on the ground and asked Apocalypse viciously: "You still say that you are not a dragon-blood bastard?

"They're following me, I'm going out to fight. ”

"Of course they're following you!Because you're the bait, waiting for us to bite the hook, I'll kill you first!" said Izal through gritted teeth, grabbing the short knife and stabbing Apocalypse in the heart!

......

Isaac shot a round of alchemy rifles from nowhere, killing a low-ranking blood servant who rushed to the front, and then shouted: "One team with shields! The second team will fire a volley from behind the position, and the third team will ambush the intruder behind the shield!"

The rebels organized their positions in an orderly manner, erecting a row of steel shields at the front, it was difficult for ordinary alchemy guns to directly penetrate these heavy metal plates, and most of the people in the second team used pistols, which were easy to imitate with a simple structure, and were the main weapons of resistance organizations in various places.

However, the blood servants are not reckless, most of them quickly find cover to fight against the rebels, and some throw charged bombs, trying to blow a gap in the shield defense line to organize a breakthrough, depending on the situation, the leader seems to be a centurion, because they are all using Type II bombs, which are the highest sequence of materials that can be temporarily dispatched at this level.

No progress was made until a crystal bomb staggered down on a shield that had been blown apart.

Boom - the broken steel plate is torn apart.

"Charge !!"

A group of Bloodsmen clad in clips bore the brunt of the attack, slamming into them with their bodies of steel, and the Bloodsmen from behind swarmed in through the gaps in the line of resistance.

The ordinary humans who entered the white-knuckle battle were no match for the Blood Servants, and soon the defense line collapsed, and the more than twenty rebels quickly shrank, but they were surrounded by more than fifty Blood Servants.

Seeing that the tide was turning, Isaac glared and let out a final battle cry: "In the name of the old gods, for the noble cause of liberating mankind, all of you!"

The rebels roared angrily to meet the monstrous monsters, and several people fell to the ground at once, Isaac rushed to the front, and smashed his fist into the nearest low-ranking blood servant, the opponent smiled contemptuously, what power can a human fist have?

There was a crackling sound, and Isaac's fist struck the bloody servant in the chest, and a cluster of crystals extended from the place of the strike, piercing his chest.

"Crystallized seeds, hehe, interesting, no wonder Lord Rommel is also on the way. Seeing this, the centurion in the rear shook his head and walked up with his spear.

Isaac couldn't help but bully forward, the centurion was startled, raised his gun to block the opponent's attack, and then took a heavy punch, the centurion looked puzzled, his arm stretched out a cluster of bone spurs and stabbed into Isaac's body, the centurion kicked him to the ground, stepped on his head, and the surrounding battle was over, more than ten people of the resistance group were captured, and the rest were all killed, and they were all pressed to the ground by the blood servants at this moment.

The centurion was a little confused, and asked Isaac, "Do you have a companion?" ”

Isaac, who was trampled underfoot, was not afraid at all, and said hatefully: "I don't know Rommel, you bastards will die sooner or later, hahahahaha." There was a hint of unwillingness in his laughter, and more of a hysteria to the point of death.

The centurion may have long been accustomed to the hatred of men, and he did not get angry at all, but said with a smile: "If I ask once, if you don't answer honestly, you will kill one." As he spoke, he casually pointed to one of the captives.

"Uhh

Isaac's eyes were cracked, and he almost crushed a steel tooth, and shouted, "I don't know who Rommel is!

"Go on. The centurion found a rag to wipe the blood from his hands, and commanded without raising his head.

Another scream.

"I really don't know...... Rao is a tough guy like Isaac, and tears can't help but shed tears in the tiger's eyes, watching the brothers who used to get along with him day and night being killed one after another, his heart is full of despair, although he knows that they have fallen into the hands of the blood servants, and basically have no way to live, but he still can't bear to witness the death of his companions.

At this moment, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the centurion finally told his subordinates to stop, and he personally walked out of the crowd to meet the belated commander Jogor, after all, the opponent in the shadows had a history of killing Rommel, this centurion was actually just coming to the vanguard, the purpose was to drag the enemy, and the late Jogor was the strongest combat force in the attacking force.

A burly figure in heavy armor appeared in the forest, his steel boots clanging on the ground like a hammer on the hearts of the rebels.

"Just these people?" Jogor glanced at the captives lying on the ground.

The centurion immediately informed him of the situation, and Jogor pursed his lips and ordered: "No need to ask, all of them are slaughtered, report to Lord Coringas, these insects will not be around for long." ”

The blood servants took the order, and they threw their bone blades around the necks of each of the rebels, and the centurion walked up to Isaac, kicked him in the face, and laughed cruelly, "Say goodbye to the dark land, rebel." ”

At this moment, the Blood Servants were not close to focusing, and there was no sound at all, except for the heavy breathing of the rebels.

"Dark Land, I don't have your part to speak! bugs !!"

The burly figure crashed into the group of blood servants like a comet, as if it could be transmitted faster than the roar.