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Before persuading the soldiers of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, Rebec thought about countless possible outcomes, but what he never expected was that these apostles would be so cruel to kill all these soldiers who had no weapons. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He regretted it, he rebelled, but it didn't make any sense. The long sword, which had been quite cooperative before, had completely stopped obeying his command now, and flew to the direction of the apostle's camp outside the city by itself. Without this strange weapon, Rebek is just a monster that is a little stronger than Bad Art, and in front of the elite of the more than 100 apostles, Rebek has no ability to resist at all.

Bad Art looked at this guy who was still resisting with satisfaction, if it was one of the apostles, Bad Art would definitely recruit it to join his camp with all his might. It's a pity that it's just a human being corrupted by Ureva's weapons, and how to define it, bad art doesn't care. But no matter what, this guy is just a monster who doesn't have a human being. So, there's no need for Bad Art to take this monster to heart anymore. "Kill it. After coldly giving an order to one of the apostles, Bad Art led the other apostles into the Hundred-Eyed Giant.

As early as the moment the city gate was opened, Bad Art had already sent out the message, and it was believed that in another ten minutes, thousands of apostles' army would continue to march through this castle into the inner city of Saint Sophie. All Bad Art needs to do now is strengthen the defenses of this castle and hold out until the arrival of the apostolic army. It's not that it doesn't want to be the first to enter the inner city, but unlike the outer city, the entire inner city has tens of thousands of human soldiers in addition to a large number of ordinary people, and Bad Art is not stupid enough to send him to death. What's even more interesting for Bad Art is that it was their difficult siege before, and now, it's finally the turn of these humans.

With the apostles attacking the eastern and western gates suddenly heading north, the commanders in charge of both places had a sense of foreboding, but now their orders were only to defend the area for which they were responsible, and they had no choice but to report their suspicions to Magellan VII.

The first to react was Stearns, who was defending the inner city, and was shocked after suddenly cutting off contact with the north of the city and the Cenpips, and he knew that the Hundred-Eyed Giant was now lost. Hastily summoning a garrison of about two thousand soldiers, including dozens of Qi Tianci's disciples, Sters hurried towards the Hundred-Eyed Giant.

However, something happened again that Bad Asia had unexpectedly.

Is Rebek dead? It had no doubt about that, for upon ascending the Hundred-Eyes, Bad Art watched as the Apostle soldiers cut off the monster's head. No creature can survive after its head has been cut off. "Hang it and the heads of these little bugs on the tree. I can't wait to see how scared the other little bugs will be when they see this. “

After watching the hundreds of heads hanging from nearby trees, Bad Art was satisfied enough to take all the apostles into the Hundred-Eyed Giant.

Only, is Rebek really dead? Not really. At a time when everyone thinks that if they don't have a head, they will die completely, Rebeck is quietly breaking the rules that have been around since the birth of all things.

Rebek's body, which was casually still on the side by the apostle soldiers, suddenly twitched for no reason, and as time slowly passed, the headless body stood up so strangely and slowly. And the head hanging on the branch in the distance also suddenly opened its eyes. With the headless torso pointing in the direction of the head with its huge claws, the headless torso actually broke free of the iron hook that hooked it and flew straight towards the body, until it finally completely merged with the body. Rebecc, who had reinstalled his head, touched his head with his paws with satisfaction, and his eyes, which had turned fiery red, quietly stared in the direction of the hundred-eyed giant, and slowly rose into the air.

Bad Art didn't notice anything was happening, it just stood at the top of the city and waited boredly for a possible attack by the human soldiers. The apostolic soldiers under him were also casually passing the time. For those who advocate offense, they are really not very good at defense. However, something that they did not expect suddenly happened.

The first to suffer were the twenty or so apostles guarding the first floor of the castle, which had been placed on the first floor by Bad Art to meet the incoming army of apostles. This was the only thing the apostles could do at the moment, and while they were each doing their own thing to pass the time, the five apostolic soldiers closest to the gate were cut in half in an instant, while the other apostolic soldiers had no idea what was going on. Without giving the apostolic soldiers any time to think, about twenty more soldiers were cut in half, leaving only the last few apostolic soldiers looking at the corpses that were still shaking in horror, completely unaware of what was happening.

It's not terrible to die, it's terrible to not know how to die. When the remaining soldiers tried to run up to the second floor to report the situation, a huge red figure suddenly appeared and disappeared immediately, leaving only the corpses of the soldiers with their heads cut off.

In this way, the slaughter spread all the way from the first layer to the third layer.

None of the apostles knew what was happening, and none of the apostles were able to report the situation to Bad Art on the sixth level in time.

Just as the slaughter spread to the fifth layer, facing the last frightened apostle soldier, the ghost suddenly withdrew his hand and revealed his true body. Not Rebeck, or who. Rebek sneered at the apostle, who had lost all his courage, and cut off the apostle's head and clutched it in his paws. Slowly walk towards the sixth floor. And until this time, Bad Art was still sitting leisurely in his chair and resting.

It wasn't until the head of an apostle was suddenly thrown onto the table that Bad Art reacted. Bad Art looked around, and found nothing other than dozens of headless bodies. Just as it was on full alert, the sound of laughter came from the table. "Hey, I'm here. ”

Bad Art suddenly stood on the chair where he was still sitting and there was a figure that made him feel terrified, it was Rebecc. "How is that possible? Aren't you dead?"

Rebek looked at Bad Art with contempt and raised his hands in reluctance. "Yes, I'm dead. But I want to thank you for giving me eternal life. ”

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