…… What now?

Emilia was in a state of confusion, and at the moment she had no effective way to save herself, but to watch the gut hunters approach her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Will anyone come to my rescue?

Don't want to die yet......

Emilia pursed her lips, her heart filled with despair.

"Oh oh!"

At this moment, a deafening roar came from not far away.

Emilia and the Bowel Hunter looked at the source of the sound at the same time, only to see a giant rushing towards the Bowel Hunter with a club.

That's Lord Roma, who has been ignored by everyone for a long time.

When Firut was forcibly taken away by Reinharut, Rom was knocked unconscious by Reinharut and did not wake up until now.

"Danger! Run! Emilia exclaimed hurriedly.

"Dare to do anything wrong on the decaying territory - unforgivable, unforgivable!! My Firut!! ”

Roma raised his spiked club and struck it viciously on the head of the guttrap, and in his hand, the mace, which weighed no less than ten kilograms, cut through the air like a twig, and the ground shook with the impact, giving the illusion that the earth was shaking.

"It's the first time I've fought against the Giants." The gut hunter showed no fear, and smiled eerily.

Call!

The mace was empty.

The Gut Hunter twisted his unusually agile body and walked around behind Roma, as if he was fooling Roma, and kicked him far away with a random kick.

"-Look at the move!" Rom frozen, swinging his mace again and striking at the sausage hunter, as if he didn't realize the difference in strength between the enemy and us.

"No...... Run away! Emilia was very weak to persuade, but Roma did not listen to her at all.

"The farce is over." The bowel hunter's voice suddenly turned cold, and he raised his arms, and his figure swept over Rom Ye like a bat, and with a shocking blood light rushed out, the sharp scimitar cut through Rom Ye's thick neck in an instant.

"Don't!" It was Emilia's cry of pain.

Poof!

Romu's huge body had already slammed to the ground, and at the same time, a large amount of blood was sprayed from his neck, like a rain of blood, staining the ground scarlet.

“…… Firu...... Special ......"

Until his death, Roma still had Firut's name in his mouth.

The Gut Hunter withdrew his gaze without hesitation, glanced at the pale-faced Emilia, tilted his head, and said, "Do you think there will be anyone who will come to save you now?" Heh, whoever comes, it's going to end up like this rude guy. ”

Lifting the scimitar, he walked over to Emilia again, and the sound of the guttrap's heels slamming into Emilia's heart like a talisman, causing every part of her body to tremble uncontrollably.

Help me...... Help me......

It's good for anyone......

Emilia trembled and clasped her hands as if praying to heaven.

Perhaps because her prayer worked, a thin figure rushed from a distance and managed to attract the attention of the gut-hunter.

Emilia hurriedly followed the bowel-hunter's gaze and looked back, only to find that Su Shu had run back alone.

The gut hunter covered his lips and said in surprise, "Thank you for your prayers, that little brother actually ran back without fear of death." ”

"Sue ......" Emilia fell into despair again, "stupid ......"

"Uh...... You ......" Su Shu was surprised to see Roma lying on the ground and dying, and Emilia collapsed under the dead tree, "What about Arle?" ”

"You mean the man with the helmet?" The guttrap licked the blood-stained scimitar, squinted and smiled, "Seems to have been scared away by me." ”

“…… Sue! Run! Emilia barely stood up, "Maybe I'll be able to stand in the way for a while......"

Before she could finish speaking, her delicate body shook unsteadily a few times, and then collapsed again.

"Don't force yourself too hard, let's just keep lying down." Su Shu sighed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked fearless, "That, sister dachshund, I will give you two choices, one is to commit suicide and the other is to be killed, how do you choose?" ”

"Huh?" The gut-hunter stretched out his voice and felt amused: "Little brother, heroes have to have capital, I can sense that there is no breath of a strong person around. ”

"Are you a blind monk?" Su Shu took out a hand, stroked the messy hair on his forehead, and sneered: "This strong man is standing in front of you. ”

"What a pathetic clown...... Enough is enough! ”

The guttrap didn't want to waste any more tongues, and raised his scimitar at will, intending to cut him in half with a single sword.

"Sue-" Emilia hung her head miserably, not wanting to see what had befallen him.

Su Shu held one hand behind his back, and the whole person stood still, calmly staring at the whistling scimitar.

Everyone treats me like an incurable waste.

That's right!

But who can understand, even if it is a waste, it is dignified!

Even if it's waste! It can also work miracles!

Give me great strength! My life's faith!

With the unyielding roar in his heart, Su Shu's eyes widened, and a strong blood light bloomed on his left hand, and then, the sky became extremely gloomy in the blink of an eye, and a strong storm swept the world.

"What-" Sensing that something was wrong, Emilia jerked her head up, just in time to witness the strange sight of Su Shu's whole body being entangled in the wind.

"You ......" The bowel hunter's face changed, only to feel that the scimitar he swung out had become heavy in vain, and it was actually a heavy pressure from Su Shu's side.

"It's not fake...... It really is! Ahh power! The surprise and fanaticism in Su Shu's heart were incomprehensible, he slowly raised a hand, and the cold strong wind swam to the palm of his hand like a rapid, making him feel an unprecedented sense of expansion.

"Who the hell are you?!" The gut hunter withdrew her scimitar in disbelief, and with her keen instincts, the man in front of her, who had just been extremely useless, was now incredibly strong.

Is it a miracle created by heaven?

The gut-hunter couldn't help but look into the sky, the sky centered on Su Shu was surrounded by a whirlpool, and it seemed that somewhere outside the sky was the source of power in Su Shu's body.

"Believer of the King!" Su Shu only imagined that the strong wind in his hand turned into a wind sword like a substance, and then pretended to be free and said: "I have the most loyal faith, it is the king's mercy that gives me great strength, and tells the world a truth!" Turn trash into treasure! ”

"Turning trash into treasure...... "The gut hunter's face was full of strangeness, and then he let out a shrill laugh, "-hahahaha! Rush is rubbish, and even if you borrow power from God, you're just a little stronger rubbish! Does that make a difference to me? ”

"Of course, you'll soon understand what it's like to be less than trash." Su Shu confidently curled the corners of his mouth, and shook a beautiful sword flower, and the wind was hunting.