Ange snapped his eyes open, the folding knife was spotless, and the strap wrapped around the blade brought new strength to the reforged blade, making up for its shortness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was awakened when he approached the 100-meter range of the artificial island in those monster groups, and when he saw those monster groups, he only understood for the first time what a legion-level battle was, these monsters were no less than 100,000 in a rough estimate, and each monster was not something that humans could deal with, their shells were hard, and they didn't move slowly, they didn't seem to have much individual consciousness, and they could charge without fear of death, even if it was a flock of sheep that didn't dodge or dodge and let others slaughter it was not a small project, let alone these monsters with good combat power?

Heavy footsteps came from behind Ange, followed by a rough voice: "Don't be stunned, boy, there are countless people behind you!" ”

The oppressive body of the bald warrior appeared in front of Ange's eyes, and behind him were the agitated Northland warriors.

"Hey, those! Add a water walk to the uncles! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a small stone hit his bald head.

A black-robed woman stuck her waist and pointed at the bald man and scolded.

"You barbarians, let's die for the old lady!"

That being said, warriors, including Ange, still have the word "Lagu" on their feet, a rune that represents the flow of water and allows the user to walk on the water as if it were walking on the ground.

"Aha, duplicitous woman, look at how the masters bring victory back!"

The bald warrior laughed, "Your name is Ange, isn't it?" Let's get ready to rush forward together, this artificial island is still too small to allow us to fully stretch our strength, our battlefield is this sea! ”

Ange looked at the giant axe the size of his own person, and accepted the command very wisely, at this time, the empty boy fell in front of them with a flying sword, and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "Ange, this time the situation is beyond the limit of what I can grasp, what we have to do now is to drag, drag until the official special forces arrive, don't learn to rush forward with this dead bald head with red eyes." ”

The bald warrior touched his smooth head and said disapprehantly: "Sweat and sweat and sing indulgently, this is the romance of men, and this is also the fate of the warriors of the Northland!" ”

For death, he sees it very lightly, and only burning a limited life to infinity is the pursuit of a boy in the Northland!

"Alas, I still can't persuade you, in short, I hope we can still drink together after the fight."

The Void Boy sighed, tiptoed a little, and jumped into the air, only to hear a long howl.

"Glamorous spirit, die quickly!"

The next moment, the sword qi was like rain, including the damaged giant sword, the nine flying swords turned into a rain of swords in the sky, like a torrential rain, and the dense sword qi made a crisp sound like a rapidly shaking wind chime, which sounded quite beautiful, and then in this beautiful melody, the monsters in the front row fell silently, as neat as mowed wheat.

"A sword crosses the sky and the stars fight cold, and I will follow Pingbei to conquer the barbarians!"

The voice of the Void Boy came from the sky, accompanied by nine shimmers.

The nine flying swords were as fast as the wind, as powerful as thunder, as if turning into a ribbon, connecting the sky with the earth, and like a child's eraser, erasing the colors they didn't like, where the flying swords passed, dragging out a blue sword light dozens of meters long, and the dense group of monsters became sparse.

After two moves, the empty boy seemed to be a little tired, and the nine flying swords converged their brilliance, flew into the monster group, and silently harvested life.

It's just that the flying swords are all facing the right, leaving the left side out.

Ange took the folding knife and jumped into the sea, only to feel as if he was stepping on a soft grass, and if he didn't look at his feet, he would really think that he was still stepping on land.

The bald warrior followed, raising the giant axe, shouting and rushing towards the monsters, with each step he took, he blew the sea into a basin-sized pit, and then became gentle, as he moved, the phantom of various beasts gradually appeared on his body, the speed of the leopard, the eyes of the eagle, the agility of the wolf, the strength of the lion, and the body of the giant bear were all blessed on the body one by one, and the heavy giant axe became as light as nothing, and finally, the phantom of countless warriors appeared behind him, roaring and roaring, glaring at the monsters, and jumping into the body of the bald warrior one by one.

"Kill them!"

"Till death rest!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The ancestor's roar and strength were transmitted to the warrior's heart, causing his already strong muscles to swell rapidly, and in a short time, he changed from a strong man more than two meters tall to a four-meter-tall muscle monster!

"Roar!"

The sheer power gave him the illusion that he could knock the sky down, but he gulped in the salty sea breeze and transferred the desire for destruction to the monster, he took the whirling axe from his waist, poured the power into it, and threw it out!

The evil wind coming from the back of his head made Ange's heart suddenly, and he reflexively squatted down, and saw a thick afterimage flying into the monster group with an arc, only to see all kinds of stumps and broken arms flying out of the head of the monster group, and the black blood that flowed down soaked the ocean.

"Aha, man, sorry, I'm a little too excited!"

Ange shrugged and turned to look at the bald warrior with his arms raised and catching the axe.

"Do you want to compare?"

The bald warrior grinned: "It's better than that, the people of the Northland are not afraid of challenges!" ”

Ange smiled and said, "When this time is over, I hope to hear you say that the Northlanders are not afraid of failure!" ”

The bald warrior waved his arm thicker than On's warm body and said, "Forty-eight to zero, are you sure you want me to do this?" ”

Ange showed a bloodthirsty smile: "It's okay, I'll catch up soon!" ”

As he said this, he suddenly felt the sea beneath his feet become solid.

"We're not sitting idle, ahem, we've strengthened the sea surface for ten kilometers here, and those monsters can only dive into the water just like they are on land!"

A weak voice sounded in his ears, and then the surface of the water began to change, and after a layer of invisible fluctuations, the speed of those monsters slowed down, and the monsters in front of them slowed down, and they were trampled and crushed by the monsters behind, and then caused even more chaos.

The bald soldier snorted and said, "These girls aren't just watching the show." ”

"Shut up, you brute! Listen, although we don't know the reflex mechanism of the monsters now, but the curse has been measured to be useful to them, and we will use the curse to weaken their combat power and corrode their flesh and blood, you guys, protect yourself, don't die! ”

This time it was Ange's voice that Amel had listened to several times, and her voice was a little lacking in breath, and it was obviously not a small consumption.

But the effect was immediate, Ange rushed into the group with a folding knife, and found that their strength and speed were decreasing, and dark green spots began to appear on their bodies, and they were slowly expanding, and at a glance they knew that they were not good.

Ange thought so, but he was not paying attention but was pulled by the tail of a monster, and even if he raised his arm in time to resist, he felt his arm swell.

The sheer number of enemies means that any mistake will be infinitely magnified and even become the beginning of death.

Only then did the companions of the bald warriors follow, and they blessed themselves with the power of various beasts in their breaths, and rushed towards the monsters, each of whom was a seasoned warrior, and every swing of a heavy weapon would take the life of at least one monster.

Ange sensed all this, and the corners of his mouth curled.

You can't be compared to them!