The Nisar Half-Breeds are known for their agility and swiftness, but today, they are extremely depressed to find that the Rossar Half-Bloods, who have always been fond of brutality and have little technical content, can be more agile, quicker, better at fighting, and more cunning and despicable than them.

The unusually powerful and ferocious werewolf with a strange blade in front of him was hiding in the residential area at first, and he used the Nisar people's house as a big tree, relying on them, he could always make the battle formation of his own members not even show half of the power.

At the same time, it is not good to deal with this werewolf with fewer manpower, any impulsiveness, recklessness, and mistakes will put you in danger, until now, anyone who is in danger and is targeted by this werewolf has not had a successful escape from danger, whether it is the peak of the third order, or the fourth order, those who are targeted have become dead people.

This is one of the things that makes the Nisar half-breeds feel extremely frightened, although they are outnumbered, they have no sense of security, so that they are obviously in their own territory, but they have a feeling of being tied up and unable to let go of the fight.

Even more painful were the mages among the Nisar Half-bloods, who had to admit that this time they had encountered one of the most undesirable enemies they had encountered - the Spell Breakers. Spell breakers have an unusually keen eye for magic fluctuations, and they also have a very strong sense of space, which allows them to have an unusually accurate estimate of the flight time of missile spells to hit the target, so that even tracking magic can dodge the core of the spell's power at the last minute, and only take the edge of the ball.

For those effect-based spells, such as blinding, stunning, sluggishness, etc., spell breakers who are quite proficient in the magic structure often use energy disturbances to destroy the key points of the spells that have just been cast. It's as if the building changes the location of the foundation and affects the shape and structure of the entire house, and the destruction of the key points of the spell greatly reduces the power of the spell, or even fails to produce effects, so the original purpose of the spell cannot be achieved.

When the mages used those more advanced spells with a relatively long cast time, Luo Ling would be alert, or out of the spell attack range, or find suitable cover to hide.

Once the casters were ruthless and used the kind of spell locking, powerful and tracking, such as 'Cursed Thunder', Luo Ling did not run away, but rushed towards the caster, hoping to strangle the caster before the spell was fully cast. The five deaths that have occurred prove that standing on a stump with powerful magic is a dead end. Luo Ling's crazy charge, no one could stop it, not even the fifth order of the Nisars. The Nisar war mages, who were famous and famous in the war with the Rosars, could only play a harassing supporting role in this battle, throwing some missile magic, either out of the air or blowing up beautifully, and even they wanted to cover their faces when they saw it.

The most depressed person was not the war mage, but the priest of the Nisar half-blood. The Nisar half-breeds believe in a Nasrezm demon named Tius, one of the three Abyssal Princes of this world. It is not a real god, but in this world, he can simulate the godhead of the gods, harvest faith, and give pseudo-divine magic, among which there is a very practical and powerful pseudo-divine magic, called evil blood resurrection, which can resurrect the dead instantly, even if the body is fragmented, it can be regrouped, with the characteristics of immortality, fight for about 3 hours, and then the flesh and blood will be disintegrated and the soul destroyed.

Luo Ling's weapon makes this magic have no conditions for release at all, and Luo Ling's combat method makes the priests' healing skills useless, which is equivalent to abolishing 70% of their martial arts, and the rest can only add a few auxiliary magic to their own people.

These auxiliary magics are of little significance in this battle, and a little increase in attributes will not bring much help to the Nisar warriors. The actual situation was that except for the fifth-order and a few fourth-order and fourth-stage peaks who had been tricked, no one else had a chance to survive Luo Ling's series of blows. What if it's a little more? At this moment, many elite Nisar warriors have understood that their value is to be able to use their lives to consume as much of Luo Ling's combat power as possible, nothing more.

Laugh at! With a slight but sharp sound, another Nisar warrior was decapitated by the twin scythe-like blades of the Great Scissors of the Howling Soul. As their heads flew, many of the Nisar warriors saw a hazy humanoid light and shadow pull away from their slain comrades, turning into a twisted beam that sank into their scythes.

The effect of the scythe's blood flying when killing is also very different from the effect caused by ordinary weapons. The blood flag, the blood-like flag, was only occasional at first, and then it would form this effect every time it was slashed, as if the victim's blood was a shrunken flag, and Luo Ling's sickle was to hook and unfold the flag from the victim's body.

With the continuous killing, high-quality souls and abundant life energy make the howling soul continue to transform, the head and body of the scythe are now a blood-red, and there are signs of changing towards the crystal, those souls who are strong enough after being inhaled, instinctively try to break free, and in the end, they form angry, tragic, or hideous avatars on the body of the sickle, becoming a permanent memorial to the horror of death.

A fireball was blocked by Luo Ling with his left arm, and the flames that were scattered had not yet been extinguished, and with a low roar, Luo Ling launched a wild charge again, and a private house was knocked into a corner, and the rocks flew into the rocks. Cha! Cha! The heavy scythe slid from side to side, bringing up a beautiful S-shaped blood flag in the air, and the three Nisar elite warriors flew off their limbs and died on the spot.

Until now, none of the Nisar warriors who had been illuminated twice by the dark radiation were left alive. Those who were illuminated once, and the rest were less than thirty.

Luo Ling is like a hunter who is surrounded by wolves in the jungle, but has a deadly hunting fork, although there are many wolves, but the hunter is not afraid, because he has an account in his heart, which clearly records which are weak and injured targets, and which are strong, not suitable for hard fighting or entanglement opponents, as long as these prey or opponents do not go, they can always find appropriate opportunities through the use of some tactics to deal a fatal blow to them.

The three elite Nisar warriors who just died are very typical representatives. They thought that if they were mixed in with the others, Luo Ling would not recognize them, and they could steal a gap to speed up the recovery of their strength, but they were very wrong.

"Your Highness, I beg you once again to ride away!" A fourth-order Nisar warrior with a demonic sword said to the fifth-order Nisar half-blood in secret words.

"No, I'm going to kill this low, filthy Rosal." The fifth-order Nisar half-blood's voice trembled a little with excitement.

The battle in front of him was not the most dangerous in his life, at least not yet, but it was definitely the most terrifying. He had used all his strength, and had mobilized all his men, but he still could not stop his elite men, his powerful guards, from being killed one by one by this Rosar like a chicken slaughtering a duck; He is like a dark shark in the sea, swimming, constantly swimming, swimming wherever he goes, bringing death wherever he goes, simple attacks, simple moves, so far no one has managed to escape, as if he can give these attacks a kind of death magic, making these attacks unmatched.

Boom! Luo Ling crashed into the east wall of a private house like a siege hammer, and the scythe danced like a wheel, twisting everything in its path to pieces, and then rushed out of the west wall with a bang, but this time it was the scythe that came out first, an elite Nisar warrior who was originally leaning against the wall to recover his physical strength, and before making a proper reaction action, he was suddenly pulled back from the wall and cut in two.

Without even looking at the corpse, Luo Ling made a rocket jump, penetrating the second-floor floor, third-floor floor and attic roof of the house, and rushed into the sky like a crossbow arrow, throwing the sickle out of his hand, and the howling soul turned into a blood wheel, and a Nisar mage who thought that Luo Ling would rush out of the west wall of the house and was ready to ambush him, was embedded in the gravel ground from the air. His body spiraled in the air, and he flew four powerful magic crossbow arrows, and then used his left arm shield with black light to block the slash of the fifth-order Nisar warrior.

Bang! Fell on the roof, whoa! Wow! With each step, he smashed several roof tiles and jumped in the air, as if he was about to fall from the roof, but at the last moment, he shrank his head and turned around, dodging the sweep of the fifth-order Nisar warrior, and his left claw hooked the eaves of the house. Click! The eaves were smashed alive, but Luo Ling also took this opportunity to stand up and swing onto the roof of another room.

Rushing forward and spinning sideways, he dodged the powerful vertical slash of an oncoming fourth-order peak Nisar warrior, and with both hands using the sharp cone on the spire roof as a vertical bar, he rotated, kicking the attack of another Nisar elite warrior, and then air-shot back to the roof of the original house, and the air also performed a staggered move with the fifth-order Nisar who was chasing Luo Ling like a arrow, splashing a series of sparks and magic lights.

Arrived at the roof and rolled down the house directly, and after landing on the ground, he rolled back again, allowing a bright green death shot that shot out from the house, and then he flipped the scythe in his hand and avoided the two magic crossbow arrows coming from the side, and the third scythe danced like a wheel, plus a delay technique, split half of the body of a Nisar death-rank warrior who thought he had a chance, and the scythe danced diagonally on the ground, meeting the stab of the fifth-order Nisar that flew down, and after breaking this powerful stab, he jumped forward with the scythe, and suddenly turned to the side, flashed into the alley between the two houses. A typical small cycle is over, and a new one is already brewing......

This is Luo Ling's tactics, a series of uninterrupted, dazzling and unexpected actions, which occur and complete in a very short period of time. At the same time, in this chain, some Nisars are teased, while others pay for their own mistakes or omissions, or simply bad luck.

After Luo Ling linked, he successfully got rid of the attack and was able to breathe for half a second, which can be regarded as a linkage node, the length of time between each node, the number of movements, and the amount of killing are not fixed, this node just means that the rhythm of the battle was once again safely snatched back by Luo Ling, indicating that the interception or blocking of the Nisars failed again, and everything had to start all over again, only by forcing Luo Ling to be unable to obtain the node and continue to link, they had the opportunity to drive Luo Ling from active to passive, and then bring it a heavier blow. And it's getting harder and harder to do that.

Unlike Luo Ling's active grip, his followers fought hard almost from the beginning. The soldiers on the city wall alone were quite easy to deal with, but after the first wave of support of the three fourth-order, plus six third-order and third-order peaks joined the battle group, the situation immediately deteriorated, and the followers were killed more than thirty in a row, until the five prisoners who ate alone took over the most powerful people on the other side, and the situation stabilized.

All the followers knew that they had knocked down the iron plate this time, and the combat power that this town had was really unexpectedly strong. There is no way out, only a desperate battle, and the fight has become extremely cruel for this. Under Luo Ling's guiding ideology of self-preservation, he had just shrunk into three battle groups, and when he took a breath, more than 100 elites poured out of the third gate of the town, although under Luo Ling's raid and slashing, this team of elites quickly withered, but there were still more than forty people who joined the battle here, this time it was really impossible to resist, and the three regiments had more than 30 Miao people left so far, and everyone was injured, this is the result of Luo Ling taking care of them from time to time.

The so-called care is the dark healing technique. Can darkness still heal? Isn't that? Or to put it another way, it's easier to understand, the dark erosion technique, like ice, like anesthesia, after this technique is performed, it really heals the wound, and the admiral darkens the injured area, as if a part of the human flesh has been turned into rubber. One of the most wonderful natural is the transition between human flesh and 'rubber', the situation at the base of the cuticle that resembles a goat's horn, which is difficult to describe in words, and the simple understanding is that the wound has become a ** nail, so it no longer bleeds and no longer hurts.

In addition to this spell, Luo Ling also cast the 'Dark Protection' technique on his followers, the original version of this spell was the 'Holy Light Blessing' technique, and the Holy Light Prayer Technique that Luo Ling had used when he captured Farani Shane was one level lower overall, which was the Holy Light Blessing Technique.

Luo Ling can desperately burn his own holy power and convert it into essentia power that hooks more dark energy from the void, but he doesn't dare to try high-level holy light spells such as prayer, grand wish, and wish, the more advanced it is, the more clearly divided the formation, he knows that it is very likely to play with fire when he plays like that, and the dark energy will take the opportunity to invade his body, and it is better to say that he is completely darkened, and he is most afraid that black is not black, white is not white, then his strength will be completely reduced, and it will become a waste product, and his body will be used as a battlefield for dark energy and holy light energy to compete, which is not fun.

The effect of the dark protection is also good, but it is a comprehensive improvement package, with the dark protection and Luo Ling's care from time to time, the battle situation on the followers' side has once again reached a stalemate.

Compared with Luo Ling's side, someone will die, but the side with more people seems to be a lot more peaceful, the followers are forced to the corner, the back is the wall, the left and right are the companions, basically no worries, the two sides clanged, at most they broke their hands and feet, and a few cuts, although there were seven mages on the Nisar side, but they were irradiated by Luo Ling's destruction bomb before and consumed too much energy, and they couldn't release powerful spells, and the followers of small power used energy top, shield armor topped, and no longer used flesh and blood, but they could also hold on.

"Your Highness, our combat power is further declining, and if we don't withdraw, I'm afraid it's ......" The fourth-order peak who persuaded the fifth order before spoke out again to dissuade him, this time he seemed to have a lot of intentions, he was not only worried that the fifth order would not be able to leave, but also worried about himself.

"How could you meet such a perverted Rosal!" The fifth order almost crushed all his teeth. The battle has been going on for more than 40 minutes now, high intensity, absolute high intensity, even he feels tired, and the situation of his subordinates can be imagined.

The fifth order clenched the long sword in his hand again, and slashed at Luo Ling with a light slash, dang! The sparks burst out, Luo Ling didn't let it go at all, and blocked the blow with a scythe. This is just the beginning, followed by a stormy slash, and the sickle in Luo Ling's hand danced more dexterously than an embroidery needle, cracking the fifth-order offensive one by one, and at the end, it was mixed with a leg, and it was kicked on the chest and abdomen of the fifth-order, kicking it out like a crossbow arrow, collapsing the walls of three houses in a row, falling into a house, and crushing a sturdy wooden table.

"Again, I lost to a Rosar in skill, and I was very ashamed!" The Fifth Order was about to go crazy, but on the other hand, Luo Ling's kick also kicked him awake. "Do you really want to exhaust your combat power here?" What he saw was that this fifth-order werewolf, after fighting for so long, was still alive and well, and its combat power had not weakened in the slightest compared to when the war began, it was stable, even, and powerful.

The Fifth Order didn't know how long this werewolf could fight, but it had already exceeded his estimated time limit for the third time, and this werewolf's energy, physical strength, and magic power seemed to be endless, and he could fight forever. However, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this werewolf has no name.

"If you fight hard and wait for reinforcements to come, can you really kill him? Perhaps! But what's the point? No one knew how powerful Rosal had been on this night, and people would only say that the prince of Nisar was a wreck, who had been stormed into the town by more than a hundred and ten prison prisoners of the mines, and killed more than seventy percent of his subordinates. And the most depressing thing is that he will indeed lose so many subordinates, or even more, at that time, his future will be completely finished, not as simple as the current bleak prospects. ”

"It's time to withdraw! There is no point in fighting this guy anymore, this werewolf became famous overnight, and he will become one of the stepping stones to his fame, which is another unbearable tragedy. But compared to exhausting all the elites in his hands, this tragedy is still bearable. No, this tragedy is too tragic, too unacceptable, and even more difficult to accept than the fact that this urbanization has come to naught. ”

"Reduced to nothing? Yes, it came to naught, and the fire could shut up a lot of people. On the other hand, Nasrezm can be in the same court as Errahism and cooperate for the common good, so why can't he himself? This werewolf doesn't seem to have anything right now, but he has a power that makes him a very powerful ace......"

Thinking of this, Nisar's fifth-order had already thoroughly figured out the trick, "Stop! He gave such an order suddenly. What made the Nisar prince sweat secretly was that almost as soon as he shouted this order in the abyssal language, all his subordinates stopped immediately. This means that his subordinates no longer want to continue this hopeless, death-only battle, and if they continue to fight, he may not have to wait for reinforcements to arrive, and he will most likely have to face the crisis of collective apostasy.

This may be the sadness, or the funny thing, of the evil world. Even if it is the life-and-death enemy of the ancestors, even if the brothers and sisters have died at the hands of the opponent, when it is their turn to die, it is still possible to give up the fight to the death and seek a chance to survive, provided that they do not see the slightest hope of victory.

"Maybe we can talk." Although Nisar's fifth-order felt really embarrassed, he still said this cheekily.

"Want to talk? OK. But we have to solve some problems first. Luo Ling said and carried the sickle and rushed towards the two groups of people who were still fighting in a corner, and then a miserable scream sounded, three tired fourth-order plus more than thirty third-order and more than twenty big-headed soldiers, how could they stop Luo Ling's killing? Luo Ling soared, turned on the domain power, and at the same time suppressed and killed with absolute strength, like a meat grinder, in less than five minutes, there was no longer a living Nisar half-breed over there.

Those five minutes were definitely the hardest five minutes ever for the Nisar prince, but he still managed to resist his urge to order a resumption of the war, as he saw the fear and indifference in the eyes of his nearby subordinates. Fear of Luo Ling, indifference to his own people. Their fighting spirit had already been lost when he announced that he would stop.

Unable to protect the interests of his subordinates, ignoring his death in battle and not coming to the rescue. Although there was no credibility in this world in the first place, this time, the prince of the Nisar still felt that his loss was too great. He didn't know what he was going to rely on to drive these people in the future. "Promise? Coerce? Maybe after this battle is over, someone here will exchange everything that happened tonight for tangible benefits......"

There was no longer room for the Nisar prince to think about it anymore, and Luo Ling had already walked with less than twenty followers left.

"I won't negotiate unless the last person to have the blood of my followers dies." Luo Ling raised his head and said to the prince of the Nisar people, "Now, we can talk." ”

A wind of black light rolled up from Luo Ling's body, and then dissipated, after the wind passed, all the blood stains on the armor disappeared without a trace, and every cyan wolf hair on the body surface was cool and shiny. So much so that the people of Nisar found that the werewolf in front of them was probably the leanest, cleanest, most handsome, and most stylish werewolf they had ever seen.

Of course, the psychological effect had a great effect at this time, and Luo Ling had already used his strength to punch fear into the hearts of these Nisar half-bloods, and this fear destroyed the little courage they had left in their hearts. "It's better not to fight this Rosar again!" Many Nisar half-bloods had similar thoughts in their minds at the moment.

"Ahem!" Although Luo Ling's arrogance and domineering added to the pain of the Nisar prince, he still took it head-on, "Rosal, I have a proposal, specifically like this......"

The Nisar Prince's proposal was no more than ten sentences in total, but it gave Luo Ling a real insight into the relationship between intelligent beings in the hell plane.

There is nothing that cannot be discussed. At the same time, there is nothing that cannot be sold.

The Nisar prince sold all the residents of Sandao Street to Luo Ling to make him famous, and in addition, he unilaterally signed a material compensation agreement in exchange for the story to follow a path acceptable to both the Nisar prince and Luo Ling.

The deal was negotiated, and a new killing began, targeting all the creatures of Sandao Street, whether they were masters or slaves, whether they were ** or young children, as long as they were panting, all of them would be permanently stopped. In this massacre, the Nisar prince and his dozens of remaining subordinates played a very dishonorable role - the civilian slaughterer. More than 3,000 lives were killed in the massacre, and all but a few of the people who were used as 'witnesses' were all killed under the control of a gang of masters.

When the flames of magic set the streets on fire, when the prince of the Nisars commanded his subordinates who were forced to sign an oath and use all means at his disposal to create the illusion of a great war, when the corpses of the non-Nisars were brought out to make up and pose as enemies attacking the city, Rowin searched for the dead of his followers.

"Well, this, I remember that the combat power is good, and I was lucky to be beaten on my back." Luo Ling commented on the war dead, and then the followers who followed him saw that his right hand was like nothingness, easily submerged into the mind of the war dead, and then took out a shiny round bead and put it away. Then move on.

"This, it's okay, it's been yin from behind by the fourth order." Another round bead was taken out of the head.

"This, dying of exhaustion, is considered brave, and it is improvised." Another round bead was removed......

After walking from beginning to end, Luo Ling collected a total of thirty-one beads. Nor did he give any explanation to his followers who were still alive. After doing this, he said hello and left the town with the rest of his followers, continuing his journey into the depths of the Nisar kingdom.

About twenty minutes later, the group saw the Nisar air cavalry force rushing to the mountain city to rescue the scene, about 1,000 people. The black and oppressive crossing, like dark clouds, they were already too late, and they could only catch a fire that had already burned to the end.

The next day, a shocking news soon spread throughout the kingdom of the Nisars. An elite Rosar army raided the Nisar town of Danquila, causing heavy casualties in the city, killing 3,000 soldiers and civilians and burning half of the town.

Prior to this, this Rosar army also took advantage of the illusion of a riot in the magic crystal mine to successfully mobilize Danquila's army, and the second prince of the Nisar people who happened to patrol the area to rush out of the city to help, the second prince of the Nisar people received the danger of Danquilla's attack, and led the army to rush back first, after the bloody battle, drove away the elite troops of the Rosar people, held the upper area of the mountain city, and spared the cathedral and other important buildings.

According to one of the subordinates of the second prince, the leader of this fierce Rosar army is a very famous commander among the Rosals, named Naba? Black Claw. According to the analysis of the kingdom's strategic experts, the Rosal people did this, most likely because their king had just died, the political situation was unstable, and the commanders of the Rosal people were worried that the kingdom would take the opportunity to send troops, so they arranged such an elite raiding force to wreak havoc and contain the king's team from the hinterland of the kingdom......

"Naba? Black Claw? Is this man a very famous commander in our army? "The news reached the country of the Rosars, and none of the three commanders of the Rosar army could figure it out. However, they can confirm that a town in Nisar was destroyed and a large number of soldiers and civilians were killed, after all, it is impossible to hide such a big thing. As usual, any calamity in the Nisar country, the Rosar people will be the first to jump out and say that they have something to do with it, in order to show the strength of their own race, and this time is of course no exception, and now the question is, this Naba? Blackclaw, whose commander is under it?

"Report!" A lieutenant entered the room, saluted the three commanders, and handed over a document. "I found out, and the one who matches the characteristics the most is this person."

"Crocker City, celibate, participated in the Battle of the Matari River two months ago, was promoted to centurion before the war, disappeared after the war, and is suspected of being captured?" One of the commanders raised his head after reading this paragraph, "Can this guy be associated with a commander who led elite troops to raid and capture a mountain city?" ”

Lieutenant said: There are white spots on the forehead, this is indeed the typical appearance of the Blackclaw family, and there is only this one called Naba. ”

"Okay, now it's confirmed, it's my subordinate." Commander Fat Wolf said.

"He belongs to the Black Claw family, my in-law family, of course it belongs to me." The Skinny Wolf Commander, who had read the report earlier, said.

"The Battle of the Matari River was under my command, and this strange army, of course, was also arranged by me." The old wolf commander did not show weakness either.

After some bargaining, the Command came up with a statement: this strange army was arranged by the collective resolution of the Command, granting the commander the right to act on his own and placing high hopes on it......

"Don't all these kingdoms have their own gods? How can one be bolder than the other to dare to do such a deception, or fabricate facts, or collude with hostile races? In the Planet Research Room, Vina asked Luo Ling very puzzled.

"False gods, and they are evil gods, these gods don't need a just order, they want those negative things, and their so-called divine nature is also this kind of thing. So I don't think they would have acted even if they knew the truth. Besides, among the Nisars I killed that day, there were priests, and I paid special attention to them. The soul is still sucked out by the 'howling soul'. Even the soul of his own believer could not be protected and was sucked away by a small magic weapon, such a god, I can only say, he is too inferior. Maybe we still haven't figured out how the belief system works. ”

"Alright, I'm leaving, this time I claim to listen to the will of darkness, just to get it." Luo Ling shook the night crystal in his hand as he spoke, and then went to the teleportation room.

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