The walls simply could not hold back these frenzied onslaughts, and the war machines roared and carried thick smoke. If they were allowed to rush through, Ionia's defenses would be completely broken.

"Captain of the Guard." One of the soldiers gasped, shook his shoulders, which had stiffened from holding the sword for too long, and said to Irelia beside him, "Give the order." ”

The chariots crashed wildly, occasionally carrying the flesh and bones of a corpse or a living person on their wheels. Irelia propped up her sword, "Can you stop it?" ”

The soldier grinned bitterly and said, "Well, it's not a matter of being unstoppable, but we have to stop it." ”

Looking at the ruins in the flames in front of him, indeed, there was no other choice. Irelia grinned and took a deep breath, "Block them!" ”

"Ahh The soldiers standing behind also responded softly: "We understand." Everyone adjusted their state, some wiped the blood from their faces, some spat on it, and some even unbuttoned their armor to prevent their movements from being affected.

A group of ruined-looking men walked slowly forward, toward the roaring war, toward what might be the last battle of their lives.

They all knew that they couldn't stop the roaring footsteps, but they had to do it.

Suddenly, a voice that didn't belong to this battlefield came in. Everyone seemed to hear the whisper of a man in their ears: "It's time to stop here." ”

Hearing this, Irelia's expression changed slightly, and the Ionian soldiers who were about to charge also stopped.

Who? The warriors of Zaun looked around with some blankness.

Mondo's hands were tightened, and the environment in which he stood on the battlefield was very noisy, and to be able to reach everyone's ears was able to reach the ears, at least heroic-level rune abilities were required. The other party, another hero?

But then, he let go of his hand with some disdain, how is the hero. It's not that he is confident, the sturdy shell of the war machine will take a lot of effort to break through even a dozen level heroes, not to mention that its powerful attack ability is completely enough to threaten the average character.

The rumbling chariots continued to move forward in an unstoppable manner, and no one seemed to be able to stop them.

"Poof!"

An extremely subtle cutting sound, even like the sound of a balloon being poked out of a small hole, accompanied by a straight silver line across the entire battlefield, through a whole row of charging war machines, did not disperse for a long time.

The slender silver threads seemed insignificant to the giant war machines, but the behemoths did seem to lose control, lose momentum, and stopped. The manipulators, their drivers, also bowed their heads in disbelief.

Again, a calm but clear voice came: "These iron boxes are quite hard. ”

"Kara."

As soon as the words fell, a blood line slowly stretched out on the chest of the driver of the machine, using the silver wire as the cutting line, and blood gushed out. And a whole row of war machines, those war beasts that looked incomparably huge, broke off in the middle, and the upper part slowly fell to the ground.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

With the first explosion, countless explosions sounded, dozens of steel machines turned into scrap metal in an instant, only the soaring flames burned, and in the flames, a somewhat thin figure slowly walked out, covered in a pitch-black mist, the cloak was rolled up high in the wind, and an unsheathed black knife in his hand reflected the firelight.

Although the war machine has a very strong shell, the internal parts are very fragile, so it is afraid of the bombardment of pervasive rune mana, but for Anchen, the solid shell is just the meaning of the cutting line between the dots. In the process of jumping, cutting that line of space, cutting off the meaning of space, unless you distort space, there is no possibility of sparing.

It's a pity that only she knows her own business, dozens of war machines span hundreds of meters, such a long-distance spatial leap is beyond the control of her mental power, and now her head feels like it is about to explode.

The scene fell completely silent, the smoke of gunpowder rose, the flames surged, and everyone looked in amazement at the figure formed by the black mist in the flames.

Just now, what happened?

Mondo couldn't believe his eyes, and with a single sword, he cut off dozens of charging war machines, what kind of person is that, bastard, how can something like that be considered human!?

"Whew." Exhaling heavily, Anchen staggered to her feet, the flames swept around her without letting her be hurt in the slightest. Looking in the direction of Zuan, the purple-skinned acquaintance was sitting there, the Zuan madman, Mondo: "Mondo, you withdraw now, I can not kill you." ”

It knows me!? What the hell is this bastard!?

Under that person's gaze, Mondo suddenly felt a sense of restlessness, and hurriedly grabbed the collar of your personal guard beside him: "Fire!" Now, shoot at that! ”

"Yes, yes!" The guards nodded in horror and waved their flags.

"Boom, boom!"

The war machine in the rear received the order, and the black and red flames bloomed, and countless shells were thrown at the people in the center of the field.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Shells fell to the ground, violent explosions resounded in the center of the battlefield, and the ground shook under the heavy shelling.

But all this was useless, and the figure took a step and staggered towards Zaun's army amid the fire.

"Well, there's just no way." An Chen smiled helplessly, reached out and untied the cloak on his shoulder, the cloak broke away from An Chen's body, and was directly swept out in the air pressure formed by the explosion, shattering into pieces. Long black hair fluttered in the flames, and An Chen raised the knife in his hand, the knife light flickered.

She has nothing but the knife in her hand, so if she wants to stop this war, she can only use the knife in her hand to kill until it stops.

Grunting and swallowing a mouthful of saliva, even the frantic Zuan soldier took a step back.

"So, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!" The mist that permeated his whole body trembled unsteadily, and the consumption of mental power made Anchen's spirit and body very unstable now, and he could collapse at any time. But now is no longer the time to care about this, her consciousness is already very blurry, and she can't think about these things at all.

The black mist began to spread and gradually began to envelop the battlefield, like a demon crawling out of hell, and the figure in the black mist jumped out, bringing up a piece of stump and flesh along the way.

The soldiers of Zaun screamed and fled from the initial resistance, and even the Ionian soldiers stood on the other side in a daze.

What kind of monster is that!?

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Reply to the comment: Well, I read Kano's suggestion carefully, and I really thank you for reading my book so seriously, and I also understand that Rui Wen has appeared too little in the problem you mentioned. Hawkers,It's easy for me to write things with a deviant personality and get off topic when I write.,I'll pay attention to this problem.。 And the three plot directions you mentioned.,I've thought about it too.,The second idea gave me a lot of ideas.,I'll consider some of it.,It's very good, but forgive me for not being able to write exactly according to your suggestion (he?····· Otherwise, there will be no suspense at all.,That's already a complete spoiler) Anyway, thank you very much for your comment. There are also readers 13····· 42. It's a good idea to consider writing about some skin sources, I'll think about it.