The human butcher squinted his eyes, enjoying this moment very much, killing people is his hobby.

What's more, he has wanted to do this for a long time, and he will be awkward how he looks at it. I wanted to clean him up for a long time, but God just gave him this opportunity.

The excitement of blood, the thrill of killing and dying, and people enjoy and like it more than other people's butchers.

Not far from the city gate, the place where the meeting was still fleeing in all directions just now was much quieter after a few rounds of magic baptism.

In the center of the place, a lonely figure stood. Like an emperor in King's Landing, he has a bird's-eye view of the earth.

The magic that had made him so useful stopped, and the feeling of being bathed in a sea of blood suddenly disappeared.

As the black light representing death faded away, he closed his eyes and walked towards the two gangs as if he were in reminiscence.

Everyone just saw a black mist, with two red dots glowing with blood. They all know that this is the vision!

The murderous viscous air made people feel that breathing was a kind of suffering, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, he was like an incarnated demon, stepping on their heartstrings with every step, trembling violently and threatening to break at any time.

Ren Tuzi and Shi Jiaojiao saw horror in each other's eyes at the same time.

Is this "", it is better not to see each other.

For the first time, their faith was shaken, and their trembling hearts wondered if these two thousand people were really his opponents.

"Magician...... Enchanter! The human butcher suddenly remembered as if he had grasped the last straw that saved his life. His tearing screams woke Shi Jiaojiao up.

"Hurry up, cast your magic and don't let him get close!" The screams of horror knocked out her sexy voice.

An obscure spell sounded from the mage's mouth, and they couldn't see what lay ahead of them at the back of the line, and they couldn't lock on to their target.

This has never happened before, with hundreds of mages attacking a target at the same time.

They got the specific coordinates from the magic commanders of their respective gangs, and since they couldn't see that there was no way to target them, they invariably chose a small area of magic.

This time the magic preparation time seemed unusually long, and the figure in front of him took a step forward, and the heart of the human butcher sank a little. He subconsciously thought that he must not let that person get close. Otherwise what awaits him, he does not dare to imagine.

The magic was finally ready, and in the moment when the magic lifted off, Tuzi and Shi Jiaojiao exhaled heavily. It seemed to them that no one could survive such a baptism of magic. No, they can't, they can't.

However, the truth is that people are taught that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Is that still human?

No, he is.

Since he is a so-called God, then he can do things that ordinary people can't do.

For example, when he was walking in the magic, the powerful magic smacked around him, and the invisible cover only rippled out a transparent wave at the moment when the magic was thrown.

The legend is like a mountain, standing majestically in the storm of thunder and lightning on a stormy night.

It can be washed, but it can never destroy the mountains, this is the immutable law of eternity.

The dense and brilliant magic continued to bombard, and the magic commander kept adjusting the coordinates, slowly approaching the two huge teams.

The human butcher didn't shout to stop, they had a feeling that they hadn't fallen in the ocean of magic. Shi Jiaojiao also had the same hunch.

I have to say that these two people can achieve today's position, but they really have an extraordinary vision.

The warriors standing in the front row felt that the magic was flying out against their scalps. Too close, and the space of the magic projectile is infinitely compressed.

If you want to attack with magic for another ten meters, you can only use flat shots.

The magical conductor used anxious gazes to ask each other, and finally landed on the faces of the two leaders, only to see two extremely complex expressions. They couldn't stop without receiving the order, and the magic continued.

"Stop—" One after another, the order finally arrived.

The sweaty magician was pardoned. The commander also breathed a sigh of relief, they knew that this group of magicians had different levels of control over magic, and if the magic continued to be put down, they would immediately be accidentally injured, which they did not want to see.

The human butcher was very helpless when he gave this order, and there was no room for ejection. They knew this better than the magic commanders.

The smoke cleared, and the spotless figure that had been baptized by magic was close at hand in the place where the magic bombarded so much.

He sounded the death knell of death. At the same time, it also made Tianshui City witness the horror again. Outside the city has become a living hell.

Why it was called before, the human butcher is not clear. But now he knows why it's said.

Murder is like hemp, hands are full of blood, isn't it what?

Mo Liu, who lost consciousness, only had the ** of killing in his heart, and at this time he had already walked in front of these players!

The sword-wielding figure descended like a hungry wolf and pounced on the sheep.

What Xuan Meng called is the lamb that weeps blood under his sword, and there is no room for resistance at all!

The crazy and tireless Mo Liu, as if he had fallen in love with this feeling of killing with his eyes closed, enjoyed the music of death wailing with great satisfaction.

The cold light of the world is fierce, the black mist is shrouded, and under his hands, like an arm and a finger, the knife is a part of his body. An extension of the will.

Seeing the soldiers in front of him being easily slaughtered, his heart was dripping blood, and in just one face, they lost dozens of soldiers, and they didn't even touch the corners of their clothes.

Graceful footwork, flashing afterimages. Vicious knife style, the wail of his subordinates. The scene in front of him made the butcher angry with grief.

Although there are a large number of them, there are only a few people who can really fight with Mo Liu, and they only fight no more than two moves, which is completely a crushing battle.

Even if the human butcher tried his best to command his subordinates, the effect of compressing the space he vacated was not great.

Weaving through the crowd is extremely fast and erratic. This side was just about to close the siege, and the others had already killed the other corner.

As the saying goes, if you have a lot of debts, you don't know how to worry, and when people die too much, people don't feel distressed.

There are thousands of people here, and he can't control it if he doesn't believe it. With so many people, he has to be annihilated by spitting alone. The man's life will be dragged to death here.

The battle of those players not far away is also nearing the end, and the players who have become crazy because of the sight of them are almost dead and wounded.

After missing those dementor eyes, the players who came out of the city at this time obviously didn't fall into that kind of madness anymore.

After a short time, the battle at the city gate was finally over, and people suddenly found that there was a lot of equipment scattered around the city gate.

Suddenly, there was a rush to go. What they didn't know now was that in less than an hour, at least nearly two thousand players had been killed at the west gate of Tianshui City.

In this short period of time, the consequences of many battles actually caused the player level of the entire Tianshui City to collectively drop by one level, and the level of thousands of people dropped by one level at the same time, and even many of them dropped by two or three levels!!