"Hahaha, boy, get out of here, leave you alive!" the stout man looked at Andalia with a lewd look, for a group of people who hadn't seen a woman in months.

In this ice crystal forest where there are no people in a radius of I don't know how many, I met a lonely female elf, it can be said that this actress elf was unlucky.

Perhaps sensing the ill-will on the faces of more than a dozen men, Andalia subconsciously shrank behind Caesar.

Caesar patted Andalia's hand to signal her to reassure, then turned his head to look at the crowd and asked the Great Lord System in his consciousness, "Great Lord, what is the strength of this group of people?"

"Wait......" The Great Lord System yawned as if he had just woken up, and then said: "A group of gangsters with poor strength, the strongest strong man is just a fifth-order warrior, there is no existence of a magician, you have an eighth-order body, go up and scold them!"

After that, the Great Lord System was silent, maybe it fell asleep again.

"Hey, hey, boy, did you hear what I said?" the stout man pulled out his huge hammer behind his back, and patted it lightly in his hand, the hammer that looked taller than a human was as light as nothing in his hand, and sure enough, the strength of the fifth-order warriors was extraordinarily strong.

"If we don't get out, we don't mind showing you how your woman is serving us in front of you!"

Spotting Caesar, their thin men smirked sinisterly.

In their opinion, the man and woman in front of them may have good strength to be able to come to such a far place, but I am afraid that they still rely on the stealth ability of the female elf to avoid the attack of the demonic beast.

Both of them look so young that they don't look like masters.

And their attention has been attracted by Andalia, and they didn't pay attention to look at Caesar and Andalia's clothes at all, Caesar was wearing a simple knight's suit, and Andalia was wearing a small skirt and a small vest, revealing her slender waist, just like that, the eyes of this group of guys have begun to turn green.

But...... Would a weak person dress so revealingly in such a bitter cold place?

"I didn't expect me to have a heroic day to save beauty......" Caesar muttered, pulling out the long knife pinned to his waist.

This knife was bought by Andalia when she came in, and it was originally intended to chop bushes and the like, and it was not a good knife, but now, the other side was well-equipped, and Caesar felt that if he didn't take something out, it didn't seem to be good.

So he took out the broken knife.

When Caesar took out the broken knife, more than a dozen men burst into laughter!

"Does this guy think he can hack us to death with this knife?"

"Hmm, I think he wants to be a hero and save beauty!"

"Only those who can successfully save are called heroes, and those who can't succeed in saving are bears!"

"Head, everyone has already lit up their weapons, and we should also show up our weapons!"

The stout man also smiled when he saw Caesar pull out his long knife: "Okay, if people want to stage a heroic rescue of beauty, then we will beat the hero to the ground, and then let him learn now! When we are tired of playing, let him perform in front of us!"

"Good!"

With that, more than a dozen men charged towards Caesar with their weapons in their hands.

Giant axes, hammers, greatswords, long swords, short swords, daggers, and more, and so on!

Weapons flutter through the snow!

However, the source that made them fly was actually a small broken long knife!

The long knife, which seemed to be about to break at any time, kept flying in Caesar's hand, and with one slash, the power of the eighth level made Caesar cut a terrifying crack in the snow!

"This kid is weird!" the stout man was repulsed by Caesar's blow, staring at Caesar's movements in a deep voice.

There is no skill, no fighting spirit, it is completely an attack of one force to ten guilds.

It's not that this guy's fighting spirit is strong, but because this guy's physical strength is so strong that they can't defeat it with their fighting energy.

"Everyone, be careful!" the stout man said, and a burst of red light rose from his body.

This kid is so weird, if he didn't use his fighting spirit, he might capsize in the gutter.

Seeing that the leader had already released his fighting spirit, the others were not lagging behind, and all kinds of colorful fighting qi bloomed on their bodies.

"Caesar, be careful!" Andalya reminded when she saw that the opposite side had already released her fighting spirit, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Caesar gave Andalia a helpless look, but he didn't care much about the vindictiveness or something, and now Caesar's fighting spirit has been ignited by this group of guys.

He had always wanted to see what level of people he could defeat with his eighth-level body if he didn't use his fighting spirit and magic!

And now, it's time!

"Gale Hammer!"

"Burst Flame Slash!"

"The Whisper of the Wind!"

"Earth Waves!"

More than a dozen people used a variety of different fighting techniques to attack Caesar, and a trace of excitement flashed in Caesar's eyes.

Although he didn't know the strength of these fighting skills, Caesar could feel that these fighting skills were not a threat to him at all!

The long knife was pinned behind him, and Caesar stood in front of Andalia, withstanding this wave of terrifying fighting attacks with his body!

"Since this kid wants to die, then let's fulfill him!" the stout man shouted loudly at the top of his throat, his slightly distorted expression of excitement, staring at Caesar's immature body.

"Boom Boom!"

A terrifying explosion came out of Caesar's body, and puffs of smoke rose above Caesar's body.

"Caesar!" exclaimed Andalia.

Her own strength is not very strong, but she asked herself if it was this kind of attack, she would never dare to block it, and Caesar didn't even have the fighting spirit, how could he resist it?

When I think that Caesar died, I am afraid that the result of my death will be even worse than death!

My heart was suddenly in a hurry, and when I was about to rush over, I saw a palm slam and all the smoke dissipated.

A black voice gradually appeared in the smoke, and slowly Caesar's figure was revealed in the smoke.

The knight's suit had become a strip suit, and Caesar frowned and looked at his body, and said with an unhappy expression: "Hmm...... Isn't this a fighting attack? It doesn't seem to be good, you can't cut me if you stand without defense......"

One by one, the stout man and the others widened their mouths, their eyes spitting out, and they looked at Caesar in disbelief.

Just now, it's an all-out attack of more than a dozen fighting skills!

This guy doesn't have anything at all?

Is he really normal?

No, that normal person can block more than a dozen fighting skills!

Unless......

The strong man didn't dare to imagine it, this was impossible, how could a ninth-order powerhouse be so young, this guy looked as if he was not yet an adult, how could he be a ninth-order powerhouse!

"Boss, this guy is weird!" the thin man took a step back in disbelief and muttered in front of the stout man.

Caesar pulled the long sword up, looking at the cracks that had appeared on the long sword, his brows furrowed slightly, he held this thing every day, although the quality of the long sword was not good, but after a long time, Caesar still liked this long sword.

Now that cracks have appeared under the attack of this group of guys, Caesar is also a little unhappy in his heart.

"I said, are you still coming, if you don't, I'll come!" Caesar thrust his sword into the ground and clenched the two little fists, and a 'gurgling' sound sounded on the fists.

Looking at Caesar's smiling appearance, the strong man couldn't help but shudder, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Who the hell are you?!" The stout man knew that this time he was probably mentioning the hard iron plate, and they may not be strong enough to survive in the Ice Crystal Forest, but at least one of them is a human spirit, looking at Caesar's excited appearance, the stout man is really a little afraid of this guy.

Caesar shook his fist and pointed at himself, "I'm the Lord of Atlanta, my name is Caesar!"

After that, Caesar's calf was forced, and the whole person rushed towards the strong man like a cannonball, and his fist smashed into the strong man's stomach!