Chapter 682: A True Hero
"Aren't you here to save your weaker kind?" Stuck on the neck of the unlicensed knight, the tiger-level underworld ran up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info He's fast, far faster than a normal human.
Within moments, he was in front of the fleeing civilians.
A tiger-level weirdo is definitely not an existence that C-level heroes can fight against. In front of tiger-level monsters, ordinary people are fragile and no different from chickens.
"Whoever moves again, I'll kill him." Faced with the threat of tiger-level underground, the civilians trembled. No one dared to run away.
"Look... Everything you just did was in vain. ā
Then the tiger-level undergroundman grabbed his arm in front of the crowd and pressed it hard. I heard a click, the sound of bones shattering.
The technique is very rough, and you can even see the scene of broken bones piercing through the skin. The unlicensed knight let out a heart-rending scream, and his whole face turned pale with pain. Beads of sweat kept falling.
"Hahaha, what a fragile body, ground man. It's a delightful sound. ā
As he spoke, the tiger-level undergroundman aimed at his second arm. There was another click, and the other arm of the undocumented knight was twisted. Then there are the thighs, and the tiger-level underground people continue to torture the bodies of undocumented knights.
At this time, the undocumented knight didn't even have the strength to scream, and could only let out a muffled snort of pain.
"Don't scream? It's really boring..."The tiger-level underground man said with a look of regret.
He stomped on the head of the undocumented knight hard, revealing a row of deep white teeth at the unbearable civilians.
"If any of you are willing to take his place, I can consider sparing him."
As soon as these words came out, the unbearable expression disappeared and turned into panic. The tiger-level underground people looked around at the frightened crowd around them, and the people everywhere they looked retreated in fear. lest you avoid being chosen by the other party.
The tiger-level underground man laughed.
"Behold, thou hast put thy life upon thy life to save thy kind, and none of thy men have dared to come and save thee. Remorse, right? Unwilling, right? Then eat my flesh and be our companion. ā
As he spoke, he handed his thick arm to the undocumented knight. Certain weirdos can infect normal humans through their own flesh.
The unlicensed knight didn't even have the strength to speak, but his eyes were very clear and firm. Biting his lip to the death, he refused to let go even if he was bitten out of blood.
I'm a hero!
The tiger-level underground man was furious: "Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink!" ā
Viciously at the surrounding crowd: "I'm going to kill him in front of you!" ā
"I'm going to dismantle him!"
Do unlicensed knights regret it?
No regrets!
Why?
Because someone has to do it! Someone has to step up in times of crisis! And he's the one who stood up! Even if you face an enemy who has no chance of winning!
Because he's a hero! If even the heroes flinch, then who else can stand up?
It's not self-sufficient!
Just as we do when we encounter robbers and criminal gangs in our daily lives, why not hope that someone will take the initiative to stand up? If everyone is silent, then it will only make the bad guys more rampant.
As he held to in his heart, he was a hero.
A true hero, strong not in strength but in heart!
The ignorance of the civilians, the fear of the civilians may hurt his heart.
But that won't shake his faith!
When everyone is afraid, not everyone can be like an undocumented knight, knowing that he can't resist but resolutely stepping forward and sacrificing for others.
So undocumented knights are heroes, and civilians are just civilians.
What he did was not to ask for anything in return, but to carry out his own righteousness.
"What a fool...", a soft sigh rang out in everyone's minds.
"But I'm not disgusted, and I hope there are more fools like that. Because that will make the world a better place. ā
"Who?" The tiger-level underground man had light hands, and the unlicensed knight disappeared from his hands. Hurriedly searched around, only to see that not far away, Jerf gently put the undocumented knight aside. It was he who saved the undocumented knight.
"Discipline Commissioner, long time no see. We're really fated to be. He said something that the unlicensed knight couldn't understand.
The unlicensed knight is the third person present when the hero test passes.
When looking at Jelf's face, the undocumented knight seemed to recognize his identity. Stared at him with wide eyes, trying to open his mouth but not making a sound.
"You have a good rest, and I'll leave the rest to my second B-rank position."
Pouring a bottle of potion into the mouth of the undocumented knight, Jelf slowly stood up. There was a hint of warm anger in his plain eyes at this time.
It's rare that Jelf is angry at an unrelated person, especially if that person is still a man.
"Another death-sending, weak race." The tiger-level underworld did not feel the shadow of death enveloping him in the slightest.
"Do you know what's the most damn place about you?"
"What?"
"It's not too much to kill, you shouldn't insult him."
Jelf shot, just one punch, an ordinary punch. A slow punch. Not to mention tiger-level weirdos, they are also very slow in the eyes of ordinary people.
In the eyes of the tiger-level underground people, this punch is like a slow motion, frame by frame. However, this punch made the tiger-level underground people feel terrified.
Because he could only watch the punch slowly enlarge, but his body was not under his control.
Jelf's fist touched the body of the tiger-level undergroundman...
One punch to kill!
There was not even a scum left of the tiger-level underground people, and the whole person was reduced to ashes.
Looking at the dust drifting in the wind, Jelf flicked his dusty cuffs.
"Actually, I'm a wizard, but I prefer to solve problems with my fists."
on the other side of the main battlefield
The members of the snowblowing team fell to the ground in all directions, and standing in front of them was a super-large underground man. He had three eyes and four arms.
Unlike the usual dark underground, his body bursts with a strange red light like magma. With four sharp swords in his hands, he is invincible, and none of the B-rank heroes is his one-piece enemy.
"I am the king of the earth, and everything that is on the earth shall be under my control."
Very strong, I should say super strong. Freaks of this level have exceeded the limits of their respective snowblowing sets. The abilities of B-rank heroes can't hurt them at all, and they can't even penetrate their skins.
As the leader of the blowing snow group, blowing snow is no longer as noble as the gesture just now, and the precious bags and jewelry in his hands have long been unknown where they have fallen. It was also stained with a little dust, and it looked very embarrassed.
Seeing the invincible king of the underworld, there was a deep fear in his eyes.
Where is this tiger-level weirdo? It's clearly a ghost level and above!