"Wait a minute," said the madman who was battling the beasts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But Mag didn't seem to hear it, turned around and ran away. Although the output has been reduced a lot, the running speed of the Suzaku Knight is still much faster than that of ordinary people. "Alas, leave me your gun!"

The madman simply screamed at the end. But it was too late, and Mag didn't know where to go. And in this short time, the situation of the battle can be said to have taken a turn for the worse, and the knight except for the madman is about to be killed by the Sheephorn Beast.

Although the special operations personnel in the back were all holding guns, they did not dare to open fire. Because there was an order to come before, telling them not to make a move, and to leave everything to the knight to solve. At this time, seeing that the last knight was about to be robbed, some people who had a good relationship with the knight could not hold back.

Bang bang bang!

There was a burst of sparks from behind the E.P. Beast with its back to the Special Operations Personnel, the result of an unknown number of bullets hitting him in the back. However, the Sheephorn only shook for a moment, then stood firm again, and let out a terrifying roar.

The knight, who fell to the ground, seized the opportunity, took off a bomb from his waist and threw it at the body of the clawed beast.

It was a speed that even the naked eye could not catch, and it was a bomb that exploded when hit hard. But everything did not go according to the trajectory expected by the people, and the shape of the sheep's horn beast flickered, and something unexpected happened. It struck with lightning speed, pinched the edge of the bomb, and then spun around and struck it at the last knight.

"Ahh

The knight let out a final roar in the firelight, and the bomb was powerful enough to shatter the body of an ordinary beast. And for a knight whose output is severely limited, the most intuitive consequence is that in the eyes of a madman, the spirit leaves.

The Sheephorn Exhaled a heavy breath, and his face cracked. As if being pulled away, the spirit fell to his body like a moth in a trap, and in the process the spirit became an evil spirit under the influence of the field, and then became a part of his power.

"No!"

The madman's eyes were torn apart, and it was the tragedy that happened in front of him.

In the rear, a group of special operations personnel were terrified. The superior beast in front of them is inevitably too strong, and ordinary knights are not their opponents at all. In fact, when the Vermilion Bird Knight was designing, the purpose he hoped to achieve was to kill the lower-level doom beasts, and he could fight with the mid-level doom beasts. At that time, although the special operations department knew that there were superior doom beasts, the gods told them that the superior doom beasts could not be matched by their skills, but still needed the assistance of Taoist priests and the combined efforts of other armed forces to do so.

After all, the birth of a high-level doom beast is almost as difficult as the birth of an ordinary doom beast according to the rules, and it can be said that it is a rather rare existence.

It's a pity that this is what should be an incomparably rare existence, and at this time, a five-body body that seems to have the same level of combat power appeared here.

"Get out of the way!" the madman roared, but unfortunately he was not calm, and was hit in the chest by the claws of the beast, and was beaten back again and again.

The Sheephorn Beast looked around and picked up a gun from the Vermilion Bird Knight on the ground. "If you dare to stop me from cooing, you can try it!"

The Sheephorn's spear was aimed at the people who were still standing, and his head was pointed in the direction of the madman. A hideous face cracked, revealing a row of sharp blood-colored teeth, and said with a smile: "Knights over there, how about being quiet for a while?"

The madman didn't speak, he was hit by the beasts one after another, flew sideways, rolled for weeks, and came to the special operations of those people.

“……”

The madman was completely speechless, he didn't know what to do, the other party had an absolute advantage, and he couldn't care about the lives of those people. The Sheephorn can take someone's life with a single shot, but the madman has no power to stop it.

The madman looked up, wanting to see how the others reacted.

The special operations forces are backing away, distancing themselves from the madman. And those who broke in with the madman before were also on the high platform at this time, or on the second floor, cleaning up the mess. The blonde man looked at it, but didn't say anything.

For a moment, the madman seemed to be alone.

Several vicious beasts rushed up and surrounded the madman with punches and kicks, and the madman was left with only the choice of holding his head and resisting the fight. He didn't want to see anyone die because of it anymore, but on second thought, it was the first time he knew that the beast would choose to threaten humans.

Seeing the madman being beaten to the ground, the ram's horn gently raised his hand and motioned for the beasts not to continue. Several beasts set up the madman, one of them pulled the awakening machine on the madman's belt vigorously, the first time it couldn't pull it off, it pulled it a few more times, and this time it finally ripped off the awakening machine.

In the flickering light, the madman appeared in their field of vision in a comatose state.

Many people on the ground don't have a taste in their hearts, and they have reached this point, and it seems that they are still dragging those people down.

'It's all the fault of those stupid knights!'

Some of them cursed in their hearts the knights who had rushed in the first place, if it weren't for them, where would the beast have that kind of ranged weapon in their hands.

While the situation here is at an impasse, things are going well in the other venues. On the one hand, because the venues are small, there are not many people in charge of controlling them, and the people in those venues are also smart to protect themselves.

"Report, the A1 area has been liberated. ”

"Report, the liberation of the B1 area. ”

……

Within a minute of the start of the operation, there were constant reports of good news and casualties from all major locations, but on the whole they were victorious. In particular, the counter-control of the energy center can be said to have turned the tide of the war.

"Worthy of Bond, you guys are amazing!"

"That is, and it doesn't look at where he trained. ”

"Still, your knights are doing well. ”

"Hmph! I'm going to see what that guy has to say. ”

In the quiet room, a group of big guys listened to the good news that kept coming, and they were in a good mood, and they raised their glasses to celebrate this moment.

"What? The main venue has failed?"

"What are you going to eat, get it back for me. ”

"What? Those things and those hostages threaten you, damn it, then sacrifice some people!"

The bigwigs whose mood has been ruined are not calm, and some are even radical to give up some people. After hearing the emperor's orders before, they were even more confident to do so. After all, the people gathered at the main venue were all Mingzhou people. And because the entrance control is the most lax there, it is estimated that some people who have obtained tickets through shady means will gather there.

On the other side of the quiet room, there is another battlefield, and the two sides of the game are the marquis, who can be called a thousand-year-old human spirit, and a mucus man whose identity is unknown.

Previously, the first few seconds of the light being recaptured.

The boogers man and the marquis laughed at the wind while digging frantically into the boogers. And then—

"Ah, it's bleeding!"

The boogers man looked at the red patch on his fingers in a daze, and there was still blood flowing from his nose, not simple bleeding, but terrifying bleeding like a waterfall. A scarlet stream of blood slanted down his nostrils, ran down his chin, filled his lips, and then flew down the edges.

The corners of the person's mouth twitched on the other end of the screen, and he sneered, 'You deserve it, who made you dig so hard.' ’

The Marquis has the capital to slander.

In the next moment, the screen on the opposite side went black, and the space on his side was also darkened, and then it returned to its normal light.

"Wha!"

When the screen lit up again, the Marquis was shaken, for the screen was filled with a face in a pop.

"You're not going to compromise, are you? You won't compromise, will you!hahahahaha!" The man's nostrils were bleeding like seven holes, and there were blood stains everywhere, like the camera of a horror movie.

But the marquis was unmoved, but his heart suddenly became arrogant, pointed to the nose of the mucker man, and said with righteousness: "Even a mere cult dares to threaten a big country, I don't know how small your strength is." I think if you make it out alive, you'll soon receive the news of the complete destruction of your organization. ”