Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Battlefield! Battlefield!
"Huh?" When Song Jing got up from the rough ground on the ground, the other four were still asleep on the ground, surrounded by a white curtain of light that constantly rippled into the sky, blocking the view.
Looking at the people wearing dark camouflage on the ground, Song Jing rubbed his trance head and complained, "Get up!" Pretending to sleep is too obvious. â
The sparse sound of friction sounded, and Monte, Huang Shurong, and You Shanjian each got up with their guns, only Youshan Jian sat on the ground with Barrett in his arms and looked embarrassed, while the other two stood up expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.
Then Alexander woke up in a daze under the gaze of the crowd.
"And what is the mission this time?" Song Jing said with a hunch, and the voice of the main god sounded immediately.
[Enter the world of "Legend of the Sword Wind".]
Team Quest On
Main quest 1: Collect five Behlets
Success: Each member of the group will receive 3,000 bonus points
Failure: Total obliteration
Main quest 2: Kill a B-rank Apostle.
Success: Enables the regression option
Failure: 3,000 reward points will be deducted for each member of the group, and the reward points will be wiped out if the reward points are insufficient
Return Time: End of the Golden Age Arc
During the mission, it is forbidden to convey infinite space and plot information to the plot characters, and violators will be wiped out]
"What kind of world is this? Apostle? The Bible? Can you come up with something impressive, Marvel? DCīŧ Monte grumbled helplessly, not blaming him. The power of the main god is infinite, but there is no exchange of works of human fantasy, so you can only rely on the information you have collected in the main world, so it is impossible to have an impression of all the works.
"Fortunately, I have information about this world in my terminal, and I have seen it before, so I can tell you." Song Jing said.
"Detect that the reincarnation has technological supplies that transcend the process of this world, and the use of mobile terminals is prohibited"
"Damn!" Song Jing said angrily, after all, this terminal is not only a portable computer, but also has an additional transformation function to assist in the use of flame alchemy, but fortunately he is still prepared, and the gloves he has been wearing, "But it's a little annoying on a rainy day."
"I also have an impression of this world," said Yuyama Key, who was still sitting on the ground, "It's a dangerous world."
"The story takes place in a world similar to the European Middle Ages..."
"A world torn apart? Annoying world. Monte was speechless, "But it shouldn't be a big deal for us not to meet the apostles."
"Yes, but as far as mission is concerned, we will definitely encounter, and even go after the apostles. The apostle here was born using Behlet," Song Jing thought.
"But that's fine, I can't see the work of these so-called apostles, sacrificing their most precious people, this kind of thing is not a pity to die." Huang Shurong said coldly.
"Although the apostles inside are strong, we are not weak, and most importantly, our team is good enough to deal with such a thing," Monte looked around.
Suddenly, the light curtain disappeared, and a medieval battlefield appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the noisy sound and tragic scene shocked everyone's hearts.
"Boom~" The huge stone accompanied by flames, passed over the heads of everyone, and hit the city wall, and the knights defending the city immediately flew flesh and blood.
"Rush! Kill! â
"Rush to the castle"
"Defeat the Eagles"
"Looks like we can't avoid it either!" Monte grinned, looking at the siege towers next to the city walls in the distance, as if turning on the bloodthirsty switch, he raised the assault rifle in his hand, but it seemed out of place with the advancing armored soldiers around him.
"No, the current situation is unknown, let's not go to war yet, and we are no longer the same as before. Everyone, the invisibility charm. Song Jing interrupted, this is no longer their battlefield.
"Why don't you weirdos move forward, why are you getting together? I warn you only once! The knight on the white horse noticed a few people on this side, and waved his sword and shouted loudly.
However, the strange men paid no attention to their own meaning, and took something out of their pockets on their own, and one of the men with the sword on his back glanced at him with a sharp eye, which made the knight feel a pang of humiliation.
"You cowardly pariahs!" Annoyed, the knight turned his head sideways and commanded the archers, "Archers ready, target..."
"Hey, people! Am I dreaming? The knight looked back and saw that the strange people had disappeared into thin air, and he rubbed his eyes in shock.
The battle line was constantly tugging at the walls of the overwhelming force, and even with the help of the defenders, who had recently gained fame, the Eagle Regiment, it was finally the moment.
"Griffith, retreat! We have also done our best, and the gap in strength is too great" Gorcas, who had a philistine face, fought hard and came to the regimental commander's side from the heavy enemy army.
"Yes, the southern walls have fallen, and there is no doubt that this place has fallen." Casscarlett, a bronzed-skinned beauty, was also guarding Griffith's side like a personal guard at this time.
At this time, Griffith, with wavy silver hair and a delicate face, watched the battlefield in the castle without saying a word.
A knight of large stature slaughtered at the breached gates, and with a swing of his battle axe, a dead human head fell to the ground.
"It's Bazso!"
"Is that the Baziso who killed 30 people?"
"I heard he could kill a bear with his bare hands!"
"No matter how many enemies there are, if you want to die, stand up." Baziso held his battle axe in both hands, taunting the enemy who had stopped his way.
"What are you afraid of! Kill him and you'll be famous! The leader in black armor encouraged the soldiers who kept pushing and shoving.
"I can't help it! Such a tricky enemy! â
"If you want to go up, you can go up yourself"
A faint voice came into the ears of the team leader, and he said in annoyance, "These mercenaries..."
However, the next moment, to the surprise of the crowd behind him, there were constant exclamations, and a sturdy teenager walked out of the crowd with a giant sword on his back, lowered his greatsword and faced Bazso.
"Who is this?"
"Isn't this a child?"
In the midst of this taunting voice, the young man said without changing his face, "10 pieces"
"Huh?" The team leader not far away wondered.
"This is the price of killing him, we mercenaries are different from knights, and our reputation cannot be eaten."
"Really? Well, if you can kill him, you'll get 7 silver coins."
"Cut~ stingy" The teenager pursed his lips disdainfully, "There is no way"
He picked up the blood-dripping sword with ease, and walked towards the enemy under the mocking eyes of everyone.
"Boy, you'll regret it. For the sake of only 7 silver coins, he lost his life. Baziso scoffed.
Suddenly, the boy rushed straight at Bazso like a cheetah, his sword slashing and slashing.
Baziso could only passively resist with the long axe handle, and his body was constantly retreating under the force.
The scene suddenly exclaimed, and the plot was not intended to be shown in front of everyone.
"He actually suppressed Bazso"
"Who the hell is he?"