The morale and numerical crusade army had the upper hand at the beginning, and after a few magic stone cannons bombarded it, the corpse of the witch cultist lay on the ground, and the powerful combat force led by Ricard and Julius played an important role, killing the witch cultists like chopping melons and vegetables, in the final analysis, it was the strong strength of Takashi Ehara that stimulated them, they were not satisfied with the current strength class, just like a Julius who was put down in front of him, which was his "best knight" The title was a huge blow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that, Julius devoted himself to cultivating his sword skills, and his sword, the iridescent wrap, was enhanced by a six-attribute compound magic called "Clarista", which became a nightmare for witch cultists, as long as they were touched, they would definitely die, and even their souls would be cut open, and the dead would be transparent, and the dead could no longer die.

Running, jumping, sliding, slashing, stepping, retreating, forwarding, diving, stopping, grazing, detouring, side-jumping, dodging, turning, rushing, jumping, kicking, these actions are constantly striking the witch cultists.

Slashing, slashing, assaulting, slashing, kicking, slashing, beating, slashing, piercing, cutting, shining, slashing, falling, slashing, slashing, slashing, slashing, the overlapping of these sword strikes and slashes caused the witch cultists to line up and go to hell one by one.

Julius still belongs to the strong in the category of normal people, just like the porcelain doll still belongs to the strong in the category of humans, but when he encounters the non-human big demons, he can only cry and beg for a hug, and the witch cultists are not the big demons of non-humans, so they can only be beaten to hell to repent of their sins.

The killing frenzy caused by Kurxiu was even more irresistible, just a sword swing had already caused the death of many witch cultists, and the end of all this was only seven or eight minutes later, the corpses of one hundred and four witch cultists, or one hundred and four heads, showed everyone's combat exploits, everyone's face was full of satisfaction and self-satisfaction, the mythical witch cult was rumored to be godlike in front of them without any resistance, and they did not even pay a single person's death, they completely annihilated this attacking enemy.

"What! It's obviously a bunch of weak chickens! If there are a hundred witches of this level, I can clean them all up! Chong is indeed too worried! Rickard carried a bloodied broadsword and proudly flaunted his prowess, and like him, the victorious knights and magicians rejoiced in the receipt of yet another exploit, which would allow them to receive more bounties.

However, there was something strange in the heart of Kurxiu, who had heard about Takashi Ehara's analysis with Ricard, and a strong feeling of not letting go of it lingered in her heart, Takashi Ehara's intuition could not be wrong, he said that it was one hundred and six, and it was obvious that there were only one hundred and four people here, and what about the other two? Where did those two extraordinary energy fluctuations, and an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation, go? Apparently not among the one hundred and four heads.

Is Ehara wrong?

This slight suspicion lasted only a few seconds, and the slight suspicion ended when one of the orc knights with iron teeth looked into the distance and noticed a strange slowly approaching figure, and shouted "There is another fish that slipped through the net, I will kill him", because the orc knight who rushed through was only a few seconds later in everyone's sight and returned with unreasonable speed.

Flew back.

Or a more detailed description that can restore the truth, is accompanied by a blood mist flew back, smashed on the magic stone cannon into a puddle of flesh and meat sauce that is not clear whether it is a human or a lion tiger, the trajectory of flying back is still retained by the pervasive blood mist, the smashed magic stone cannon shook a few times, shattered, broken into more than a dozen pieces, and was completely scrapped.

This kind of change made everyone have no time to cheer for victory, they were dominated by an inexplicable panic, the strong orc knight was also in the top ten in the Iron Fang, very active in the battle, and then just like that, became a pool of flesh and blood, unable to distinguish the appearance, can do this, unless the strength is far superior to him.

Ricard finally remembered the number of people that Ehara had pointed out - one hundred and six, and the first rank just now - one hundred and four.

In other words, there are two more people, the vague and approaching figure, one and the other, who have not yet appeared, have they?

Ricard looked ahead, not knowing how, he did so, and then he saw a small figure slowly approaching, walking side by side with the taller figure at the beginning.

"Two enemies, one on the left and one on the right!" Ricard was quick to give an early warning.

Kurxiu looked at it and vaguely saw a small, slowly approaching figure.

"Split into two arrays on the left and right, Ricard, Julius, the one on the right will be handed over to you, Rem, and the one on the left will be dealt with by us!" Kurxiu immediately gave a command, and what everything just now brought her an unprecedented sense of crisis: "Everyone cheer up, these two are the real enemies!" It's just a prelude!! ”

Everyone slowly came back from the excitement, and the terrifying sight of Fang Cai had already made them realize that they had provoked a rather terrible enemy, no, maybe two.

Time passed slowly, and the two figures were getting closer and closer to the array of the crusading army, and everyone was ready for battle.

However, when the two figures appeared in front of them more clearly and stopped advancing, they were all stunned.

"Really, I hope I don't do that! It's not a person to kill me if you don't do anything, is it? From the mouth of the taller man on the left, it was like a leisurely walk in the park in the afternoon, bathed in the warm sunlight, and there was no more relaxed tone, and if it weren't for the bloody pool of flesh just now, Rem wouldn't have shivered at such a degree of anomalousness.

At first glance, it's nothing strange about the characters.,Slender body.,Flat white hair that is not long, not short, and not weird.,The clothes based on black are not particularly gorgeous or particularly sour.,The face has no eye-catching features.,It's very ordinary.,As if you can blend in anywhere.,Belong to the ordinary man who disappears from his mind in almost a few seconds if he meets on the road.。

But the pool of flesh and the broken magic stone cannon really made it impossible to treat this man with a normal mentality.

To the right of the man appeared a diminutive boy with dark brown hair that reached below his knees, probably about the same height as Rem, and about two or three years younger—probably a little older than the children of the village of Aram near the mansion, and under that long hair the dirty fabric that seemed to wrap his thin body around him was the only garment.

"Magic Stone Cannon! Fire! Kursius immediately gave instructions, and a deep sense of crisis made her make such a decision, she did not think that this would be the end of the crisis, but hoped to observe the extent of these two people, anyway, she knew that people within the scope of normal human beings could not face such a bombardment, and if these two people avoided it, it would prove that everyone still had the possibility of defeating them.

However, Kursius's hairs stood on end, and the seemingly mocking smiles on the faces of the two men did not change at all, and they did not even move their steps.

A dozen or so magic stone cannonballs didn't seem to leave any traces and disappeared inexplicably, such cannonballs even a behemoth like Moby Dick needed to roar a few times and be injured a little, but it didn't have a little effect in front of this man, his physical body was ...... No, not to mention the flesh, not even the clothes left traces of the bombardment, not a defense against a slash, but a completely different unknown phenomenon.

Kurxiu's face tightened, and the sword in his hand shone with cyan light: "Cruelly killing our warriors, such an evil act, I will never allow it!" ”

A sword swinged, wind magic and sword skills combined into one invisible slash - a hundred people and a sword, from the diagonal above the man's body, this man is about to be split in half, speaking of which, Kurxiu's slash will bring more damage to Moby Dick than the bombardment of the magic stone cannon.

However, this time the situation was even more unbearable than the last time, the last time there was a loud noise, and this time there was nothing, the sword slash never seemed to be issued, and even the man's clothes did not seem to be harmed in any way.

"I'm asking you something, and instead of answering, you're going to attack me, is this something a person would do? Is this something that a person with an orthodox education would do? Let me analyze it for you, did I attack you for everything I did just now? Did I hit you? I didn't even say a word, and the rude orc with the big knife was about to attack me, and in order to defend my life and rights, did I fight back and do something wrong?

I stood in front of you and asked you why you attacked me, and I didn't move, and I didn't do anything to show hostility, and in front of me, you actually attacked me with such a terrible magic stone cannon, and slashed me with your sword, what does this mean? Can you explain this to me? What does it represent?! The featureless voice came out of the man's mouth, obviously a legitimate speech with a strong sense of accusation, but it made the hearts of everyone present chill.

The audience was silent.