What to do?

Is it really as he said, announcing this game?

Wu Wenxu sat down silently, hugged his knees, buried his chin in his knees, and gradually, the blood on both sides of his chin showed the color of the bones and poured down the corners of his lips to his chin, dripping on the bruised knees, the thirteen white knights bit their lips tightly, looked at the man, and felt that his heart was also dripping blood.

The orange gravel poured down the tiny notch to the transparent vessel, and from time to time Edrew stared at the hourglass boredly, and from time to time at the man who was struggling in pain, he couldn't go on like this, he was the Edred of time, no one's time was more precious than his own, and if he sat down, he would not have time to enjoy the gluttonous feast.

In fact, the lizardmen and trolls were still standing far away, lined up, and they didn't understand what kind of conversation the lord had with the Iceborn, but they straightened their backs and stood up extremely hard, enough to see their allegiance to the lord

"Mind you, you've wasted three minutes of your life."

Time Edrich impatiently stroked the brim of his hat, his voice was agitated, sonorous and powerful, but when it spit out from his lips, it seemed to have magical power, impacting Wu Wenxu's soul, Wu Wenxu's eyes froze, and his face became even paler.

"The gift of the strong is time-limited, and you have two minutes to choose, one, stab your companion with your knife, and two, die with your companions!"

Speaking of the rise, Adred rubbed his hands together excitedly, and he couldn't help but open his arms with passion.

Praise the legacy of the Ice God, what a gorgeous game!

The connection between the jaw bruise and the knee was broken, and Wu Wenxu raised his head like a knife.

To live, you have a reason why you have to live.

But......

The man staggered to his feet, most of the viscous blood was dried by the cold wind, covering his skin like snow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, except for the sluggishness written under his eyelashes, as if he had lost his soul.

The thirteen white knights looked at the lord seriously, and from his subtle changes, they closed their eyes in pain, no matter what, no matter what the lord's choice was, they would not hesitate.

Because, his name is Wu Wenxu!

"If we kill them all, will we really survive?"

Wu Wenxu stared at the face of Edre, who was deep in the past, but his pupils were full of holes, his voice trembled with the bleakness of the autumn wind, sad and desolate, the kind of paleness to powerful enemies, the powerlessness of being slaughtered, Wu Wenxu felt very sad, and even his soul was withering.

Did you finally give in? Adred laughed triumphantly.

"As an Iceborn Ranger, you need to understand the authority and integrity of the Iceborn Ranger, and most importantly, my time Edred was a nobleman who respected the brave, and now, there are thirty-five seconds."

A flame suddenly lit up on Wu Wenxu's index finger, he lowered his head, no one could see his eyes, and the second flame rose, and the distorted and weak flame swayed sadly, like a miserable candle flame in front of the coffin, telling that the living soul was dim and cold to the heart.

When the fire of the Ten Channeling Coffins was rekindled, the loyal believers took a deep breath of heat, and every piece of scale armor of the lizard people was trembling with excitement, and the white air was rushing in their noses, and their eyes became more and more intense, Lord Lord, is he finally going to make a move?

"Wow!"

The flame storm began in an instant, the faint and dead light of the coffin candle flame, the most violent and blazing extreme flame emerged, one blow, one move, Wu Wenxu frantically urged all the fire magic particles, and even the nails turned into fiery colors, amazingly bright, scorching amazing.

"I really want to live, but how can Lao Tzu make a move on his companions!!"

Wu Wenxu's arms waved suddenly, like the object torn by the sharp claws of a fierce beast, it turned out to be Edlie's body!

But where the sharp claws have been torn, this floating fire is as smart as rain, and every drop of fire rain contains unimaginable magical flames.

It's the lord's specialty flame!

The lizardmen exploded directly, roaring and cheering through the sky, they shouted for joy, the gods they believed in were fighting for themselves, how could they not scream in excitement?

"Ahh

There were more discordant cries in the cheers, and some of the lizardmen sniffed sluggishly, they smelled the smell of burnt flesh, and the screaming owner, could it be......

The lizardmen suddenly panicked, despair and fear quickly crept up to the bottom of their hearts, and they saw that the top of their heads was full of fluffy fire, and those fires came one after another, as if dandelion seeds were sprinkled on the earth, but whenever they came into contact with the strange fire, their bodies were suddenly engulfed by the flames, and the flames were vicious like poisonous snakes burrowing into their bodies, and then burst out with heart-rending screams.

The lizardmen became even more sluggish, not afraid of the sharp pain of the flames burning their flesh, but just stared at the lord, their eyes scarlet and almost dripping blood.

"Lord Lord, why did you kill us!"

Countless lizardmen died tragically in the flames, their bodies charred black, and then they fell in agony in the snow, their flesh shriveled like a desert roasted lizard, but what was the sharp pain in their bodies compared to the trauma in their hearts?

Even now, the lizardmen still don't believe that the god of faith in their hearts will slaughter the fire of their most devout believers, and they tremble and fall to their knees before the man, they try to suppress the beating of their hearts, they hope to get the real answer from the man's mouth, even if the answer is false.

"Still don't understand? Your lord has signed a pact with me that if you kill all of you, not one is left, hahaha, and he and his followers will survive! ”

It was just time for Adred to utter a stirring cry, his voice full of enchantment, like a light, a dark light surging into the territory, shattering the last of the lizardmen and trolls, and then, deeper darkness surged in his heart, and the crisp sound of ice picks and blades resounded on the ice field.

Hehe......

Is this a betrayal? It's ridiculous that we have our self-righteous dignity, our hopes, our faith, and what do we get in exchange for everything to that man, body, soul, and so on!

The lizardmen cried.

They didn't cry when they were trampled on by Iceborn, they didn't cry when they were urinated in their mouths by trolls, they didn't cry when their loved ones, friends, and lovers died, but now they cried, crying so badly that they couldn't even hold the weapons they were trying to pick up.

Do you deserve it? Filthy lizardmen, lowly lizardmen, deserving lizardmen!

"Diablo, we lizardmen are different from you!"

Wiping away their tears, the territory is like a suffocating cloud, they are stepping on their feet heavily, the oppression is more fierce than the elite warriors of Noxus, they want to protect the last dignity, let faith collapse it, we will skin and cramp that vile and sinister lord, we will eat all his flesh and blood raw!

"Stop the!"

The two bandaged arms suddenly stretched out in front of the black-pressed lizardman.

It was very slender and looked embarrassed and powerless, but the owner of the arm, the half of the one-eyed staring was very round, and the glaring was about to go out of the socket, and he held his head high, alone, blocking the footsteps of a thousand people!

Chenison felt sorry for his compatriots, he knew too well that the lord, that man's cruelty would always only appear to the enemy, how could he kill his companions?

It's the Iceborn who are playing tricks, and they must be stopped, and before they commit irreparable sins, make amends with their own lives, and fight for the rise of the Lizardmen.

The grief-stricken army of lizardmen only stopped for thirty seconds, and for thirty seconds, their congested brains couldn't react or think about superfluous things, but this former commander, as the messenger of the demon lord, still helped that slut to speak?

"Kill him, and he's a disgrace to the lizardmen!"

I don't know who was the first to shout in the indignant crowd, and the lizard crowd surged in an instant, and one after another fierce and hateful eyes looked at Chenison's body, waiting to see, and immediately tear this sinner apart, so that he could taste the pain of betrayal.

Chenison didn't move, he held his head high, his eyes widened, he regarded death as home, for Lord Wu Wenxu!

Suddenly Chenison's feet were dangling in the air, and a strong palm was holding his bandage, and Chenison only saw a tall and majestic shadow in front of him, and then his eyes went black, and he fainted.

The pale skin was stained with coagulated blood scars, and an abnormal flush oozed from the skin, Wu Wenxu threw Chennison to Emperor Joo, and said indifferently: "War, it is inevitable anymore, when the matter is over, I will personally atone for my sins." ”

Blinded by anger, the lizardmen and trolls have rushed to slaughter them.

Eadred was very satisfied with their actions, that poor lord, the little sixth order, dared to make a move against the tenth order magus, it was difficult for him to escape from his control, just as it was about to be staged, let his blood be bloody!

Thousands of years ago, the warriors who dominated the ice field, when the blood of anger ignited the potential, the power of the lizardmen burst out so that Wu Wenxu and others fell into an unimaginable bitter battle, each knife had to be cut very hard, the killed lizardmen were broken into two, they would hold everyone's legs, and they had to make up for it, and when they saw that the tiger's mouth was numb, they cast a flame, the magic power was exhausted, and the demon drinking knife slashed again.

Wu Wenxu didn't know how many lizardmen he had slashed, and he didn't know how many knives he had been hacked, the lizardmen stabbed Wu Wenxu and others in the abdomen and thighs with ice picks or sharp blades, Wu Wenxu's body was dyed dark green, and the thick blood plasma made the movement sluggish, so that the next knife would forever linger in despair and wither.

……

"There are still two minutes, and it's a pity that no one has the honor to accept this gift of bravery. So, let me kill them all in ten seconds. ”

The lower end of the glassware was piled up like a hill of orange gravel, and the sand left at the top of the notch was so small that it was visible to the naked eye, and Edrich felt refreshed, and he had not seen such a wonderful performance in a long time.

"I want to escape the ...... of my time"

Edred's lips stiffened suddenly, and he blinked, but his orange pupils were filled with endless flames.

"Boom!"

He heard the crisp sound of the vessel exploding in his ears, and then an unbearable wave of heat rushed towards his face, and in the roaring flames, a nirvana-like blazing flame stick was smashed out, and it carried an indescribable terrifying power, and before it fell, the hourglass was shattered by the wind, and the orange sand and broken glass flew out rapidly.

Edred covered his face in pain, and the debris spilled all over him, then fell down the collar and rubbed against his holy smooth skin.

It's itchy, it's dirty, it's painful!

An earth-shattering laugh erupted in the flames: "Hahaha, my grandson is here!" ”

(End of chapter)