Feren Jones was startled, and he felt his power drain quickly.

Then the dense black bats continued to rush towards Feron Jones.

The old man had a terrible smile on his face,

Feron Jones' expression tensed, and he stretched out his hideous hand.

Then a rune circle was directly formed, the earth began to shake, and then the surface of the ground directly cracked, and a large amount of earth and stones were directly sucked into the rune circle.

Soon a runestone barrier rose directly.

The black bats crashed into it, turning into a black liquid that slid straight down the stone barrier and landed on the ground.

Today is an absolutely catastrophic day for the Kingdom of Bonisi, and when the news of the fall of the border guards reaches the parliament hall of the Kingdom of Bonisi, the entire council hall explodes.

The parliamentarians were arguing with each other at the top of their voices, some advocating peace, others advocating stubborn resistance to the end.

And the elected leader slammed the table with a small wooden hammer.

"Quiet, quiet."

Finally, he barely calmed down, and an old man in red and blue stripes with an angry face spoke.

"What's the panic, I haven't hit here yet, I'm in a mess first."

Everyone was silent,

"Don't expect to negotiate with those barbarians, let the troops attacking from the front line now, retreat and attack from the rear, and if they dare to come, they will be wiped out here."

At this time, the door of the council hall was violently pushed open.

A soldier rushed in in a panic.

The old man was already in a very bad mood, and when he saw the panicked soldiers, he was even more annoyed.

"What's going on in a panic."

The soldier stammered with a look of shock and panic on his face.

"Big things are not good, front-line troops, front-line troops."

Suddenly, everyone's hearts tugged, "What's wrong with the front-line troops." ”

"The front-line troops, all defeated."

"What did you say!" Several councillors jumped up directly, and there was still a little grace.

Some of them were even psychologically fragile and fainted on the spot.

"What the hell is going on?" The leader sitting at the top asked in a suppressed panic.

"Monsters, suddenly a terrifying monster appears and eats people when they see them, not only do we collapse, but other attacking countries also collapse."

The people, who had still had a little hope, felt a deep despair.

In the Pinken Wilderness Plains region in the western part of the Kingdom of Bonisee, the two armies were at a stalemate.

The Shark stood at the front, looked at the rows of cavalry in front of him, and spoke.

"The man is killed, but the horse remains."

As soon as the words fell, the troops of the two sides collided directly, and the tribal soldiers led by the mad shark began to expand their muscles and entered a state of rage one by one.

As a result of the collision between the two, the cavalry could not take advantage of it at all.

From the sky, the two tides collided violently, not that the soldiers of the Bonixi Kingdom were brave, but that they were forced to retreat in five ways, if this line of defense was jumping.

Basically, the Shark can go all the way directly to the base camp of the Kingdom of Bonisi, the city of Boirot.

Corpses fell to the ground, and in the middle of the battlefield, a figure stood in the tide, Wumo holding a longsword dyed red.

In the distance, several figures landed, watching the hedge between the two forces, and one of them spoke.

"This barbarian tribe that came out of nowhere has such a big appetite, according to this situation, these four countries are going to become a meal on the plate."

A female voice replied.

"That just shows that these four countries are incompetent, and so many people have not won a single fight."

"Okay, don't say it's useless there, our task is to investigate whether this new country is a threat to the world government, the rise and fall of small countries has nothing to do with us, as long as it is not a war in our world, it doesn't matter."

Start the investigation mission from now on.

After saying that, the figures disappeared.

And the old prophet who was far away in the palace of the music of the sea slowly opened his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shui Yao walked in and sat down respectfully across from the prophet, waiting for the prophet's command.

"I have something for you to do."

Shui Yao nodded.

"You go to find Mr. Night, we need his help now, find him and give him this letter, he naturally knows how to do it, remember that this letter must not be lost."

The prophet explained very seriously, and Shui Yao stretched out his hand to put the letter away, and said in a low voice.

"I see."

"Go ahead, be careful on the road." The old prophet finally spoke.

At this moment, Xueye was having a headache, and this group of villagers, who had achieved an overwhelming advantage, suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

During the fierce battle between the old man and Ferenc Jones, a villager suddenly plunged a dagger directly into the old man's chest, and not only everyone was startled in the snowy night.

I saw that the old man, his face full of anger to the limit, slapped his palm directly on the villager, and the villager flew out directly and crashed into a wooden house.

Then stood up from the collapsed sawdust, a man in a cloak.

The village chief, holding the dagger and pulling it out and throwing it on the ground, was about to swing the demon staff when he suddenly had a very painful expression and covered his chest.

The man in the cloak directly lifted the cloak on his body, and unexpectedly it turned out to be a man who was not tall and very thin.

However, looking at his expression, it was a little unnatural, and it was estimated that it was not comfortable just now.

The village elder lowered his head and looked at the wound, and the unknown black runes began to spread.

It looks like the ability used is very similar to that of Feron Jones, but there are some differences.

"You think you can beat me this way." The village elder's deep voice was mixed with anger.

As soon as the words fell, two figures appeared on the left and right of the old man. Then two sharp swords slashed at him at the same time.

The old man was shocked and angry, ignoring the pain in his chest, and grabbed the attacking sword directly with both hands.

The two people who sneaked up on each other were very tacit, and they got close to each other directly, and kicked the old man's minibus at the same time.

The village chief and old man flew directly into the sky.

When Feren Jones saw that the opportunity was coming, his eyes narrowed and he jumped over directly.

The hideous hand held a black ball of black lightning and smashed it into the head of the village elder.

At this time, there was a rapid sound of breaking the air behind Feren Jones, accompanied by a high temperature and heat wave.

Feron Jones jerked his body to a halt and leaned to the left to avoid it.

A scorching spear passed past Feron Jones and stabbed into the ground.

Immediately, it directly turned into a sea of flames and scattered in all directions.

Then an elegant figure appeared on the other side, and a sword struck at the figure on the left.

Brepole swung his giant blade and smashed it at the figure on the opposite side.

The two figures who were about to mend the knife turned back with great dexterity, dodged the attack, and then disappeared directly in midair.