"That's all for now. By the way, what do you want me to do? Antakuta nodded and asked.

"Speaking of which, it's still your pot." Zhao Qiong had a headache to death when he thought of this, "You killed the leader of a winged lizard clan in the wasteland outside the 177 barrier, and as a result, that group of people went berserk en masse. They didn't dare to mess with you, so they ran to destroy an exile's village, and now they gathered under Barrier 177 with all the nearby hordes of aberrants. ”

"Oh, it's your fault. If you were strong, there would be no distortion. Antakuta thought for a moment and argued.

"......" Zhao Qiong found that he couldn't refute it.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of hands." Antakuta yawned and glanced under the barrier, "Then we'll talk tomorrow, I'll go warm up first." “

Antakuta returned the communicator to the team leader and stood quietly.

The wind ruffled his black hair, and he touched his head, so sleepy, he wanted to sleep.

Forget it, he was afraid that if he woke up, the human world would already die.

"Give me a good long knife, I want to practice my hands." Antakuta turned to look at Company Commander Ding, whose expression was changing at a rapid pace.

Coming back to his senses, Company Commander Ding nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay." ”

"Brother Master, we'll rely on you in a while." The team leader flattered Antakuta and smiled.

Antakuta glanced at him, "I won't be up there in the future." ”

"And where are you going? No, I think we're in a good defensive position, and we have a lot of vision......"

"I'm going down there." Antakuta pointed to the writhing darkness beneath the ramparts, and the playfulness was high.

"Ah, what? Brother Master, you're kidding, aren't you? The team leader was startled, "It's going to die!" ”

"Well, I'm kidding."

The team leader breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to go find the big guy in the back."

"Clams?"

Antakuta walked over to the console and moved the beam of the searchlight upwards. In an instant, an earth-shattering roar exploded, and the soldiers on the city walls stared at the darkness in the distance with wide eyes and ears roaring.

"Chieftain...... Sheik! The team leader took a few steps back, "It's over, it's over." “

"What's wrong, the chief is strong?" Antakuta asked curiously.

"East China Barriers...... One chieftain, seven walls. The team leader's voice trembled a little, "It was those watchman seniors who finally stopped this disaster with blood. ”

"Ah, it's terrible." Antakuta snorted.

He wasn't human, and he couldn't understand the fear in their mouths. But he has experienced much more than humans.

He is the head of a clan, born in the most cruel plane.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and Company Commander Ding and a strong man he didn't know ran over, holding a knife gate in his hand.

"To introduce, I'm the front-line commander of the Fortress Godslayer Force, Zhengtao." Zheng Tao's muscles bulged high like iron bumps, filled with a tank-like sense of power, "I was ordered by Commander Zhao to find this weapon for you. ”

He took the knife gate from Company Commander Ding, and Company Commander Ding was silent on the side like a quail, and all the soldiers nearby gave a neat military salute to Zhengtao.

It's a barrier to the highest position they're likely to see in a lifetime.

"Well, I'll see." Antakuta took the knife gate and found that the entire knife gate was made of a single piece of black metal, which was undoubtedly extremely heavy by human standards. It's smooth and neat, and there's no frills at all.

Two hilts peeked through the holes above, and Antakuta glanced at the other soldiers and saw that they all had four knives in their sluices, and only two of his own.

Pulling out the war knife, the blade was as clean and neat as ever, the handle, the blade, under the illumination of the light, was like an abyss, there was no gauntlet, and it was extremely sharp.

Both knives were one meter long, and Antakuta weighed them and praised, "Not bad." ”

Putting the long knife back into the knife gate and turning it behind his back, Antakuta smiled, "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to fight in person in my lifetime, and the realm would be suppressed so low, it feels like I was back when I was young!" ”

Zhengtao remembered Commander Zhao's words, "He may say something strange, ignore him." ”

"Yes." Zhengtao nodded.

But he still has some doubts in his heart, is it really okay?

Originally, he had already called the twelve border barriers around him, and tried to gather all the high-end combat forces to meet the apocalypse.

He didn't expect to survive.

But now there is a mysterious powerhouse, suspected of the combat power of the top watchman, which makes a little light appear in the darkness.

Although he is still quite sad.

He didn't think the young man in front of him could defeat the chief.

Perhaps, he also knew this, and was just using this opportunity to escape.

Antakuta twisted his neck, smiled slightly, and jumped down against the cold wind.

Everyone watched in amazement as the figure faded into the darkness.

"Good luck with him." Zhengtao glanced at it, but he was a little distressed about the best knives in the barrier, "The artillery crew is ready to shoot and meet the enemy!" ”

......

Antakuta felt the sting of the wind on his face, and pulled out the long knife behind his back with his backhand at an unscientific angle.

Swish.

His figure was hidden in complete darkness, and the smell of fish poured into his nose, and countless strange sounds rang in his ears.

It's this feeling, the thrill of being trapped in thousands of troops.

With his feet on the hard ground, Antakuta closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up with excitement.

The lithe body of a human-faced spider crept closer, staring at the human in front of it.

A stream of spider silk with a powerful toxin attached to it instantly erupted from its mouthparts, shooting towards Antarkuta.

The Shura King's head was tilted, his body spun like a gentle catkins in the wind, and the blade appeared in the forehead of the human-faced spider, and with a backhand pull, the human-faced spider fell straight down.

The surrounding deviants rushed towards him like crazy, and Antakuta laughed, "Cool! I haven't danced this dance in 5,000 years! ”

The ghost man held a tattered wooden staff in his hand, and the ghost usually appeared on his left. Antakuta's body is blurred, and with each place it appears, the aberrations there go straight down.

The blade flies, this is the deadliest dance in the world.

The silent slaughter was going on, and the endless army of aberrants failed to touch the corners of his clothes.

"Forget it, stop playing." Antakuta casually cut off the head of a five-headed wolf and looked in the direction of a low roar in the distance.

"That guy feels good, it's big like a stake, and it definitely feels good to hit it." He narrowed. Several shells fell not far away, and minced flesh was scattered everywhere.

The red trail of bullets lit up the sky, and small distortions were stacked upwards, struggling to stick their fangs out toward the top of the wall.

"Shura, Ghost Dao, Military Formation, Heroic Soul." Layers of terrifying coercion shook up on Antakuta's body, and the air distorted with it.

"It's quite tiring to release through a layer of dimensional barriers."

The wasteland began to tremble, and countless black misty figures appeared silently. They have red eyes, three heads and six arms, and they are evil spirits from hell.

"Lift up your blades, O my fallen souls, and open your arms, to make the way for your eternal King!" Antakuta laughed.

The black mist rolled, and he seemed to be back to that black day.

Earth, in fact, is a good place.