The hall of the central city lord's mansion, the stone structure of the medieval European rough style, the stone seat in the center is high on the top, and the hall below is wide in area, spacious and spacious, and the stone pillars stand up, supporting this building completely made of stone, and countless torches will illuminate the lights here, a kind of majestic spirit ripples in this, and a kind of majesty rises naturally.

It can be imagined that on weekdays, the person in the position of high position here is solemn and majestic when he is discussing with the capable generals.

However, at this moment, this scene has been replaced by another situation, the blood stains the brightly lit hall, and the iron blood of killing dyes the majesty of this place into tyranny.

"Kill !!" , The awe-inspiring killing sound came from the mouth of a stout man, and he was chasing a soldier fiercely and violently at the moment, and it was completely clear from the color and style of the armor that it was the clothing of the Midland soldiers.

And the man has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his upper body is only covered with extremely simple armor, hideous and cold, just like the fierce man that Yuan Tianhua encountered, the two breaths are the same, and it can already be determined that these guys are the wolf guards in the mouth of the guy who Yuan Tianhua directly knocked out.

It was precisely in this way that this man was doing the same thing, and the wolf and pig suddenly caught up with the Mittlan soldier with great ferocity, and raised his hand to give the poor and unlucky man a fierce and savage punch.

Pong！！！ With a bang, the punch hit directly on the weakest fatal temple of the opponent's head, and the violent strength exploded instantly!!

At that moment, the soldier's eyes were like plugs, and they were forced to pop out by the force of the explosion in the skull, and the blood vessels and nerves flew out like a ping-pong ball with a line, trembling and bouncing a few times, and in his mouth and nose, some tattered flesh fragments and red and white mixed slurry squirted out.

At this end, the means are ruthless, domineering and cruel, and he actually blew the opponent's brain through the hardest skull of the human body under a punch, and the high pressure of the change of strength made him die so miserably.

Of course, this also proves that his strength is not so strong that it is unreasonable, and he still retains an intermediate state above ordinary people and under non-people, otherwise if he reaches the inhuman realm, I am afraid that punch will easily explode the unlucky man's head into a rotten watermelon.

However, such a scene is not only here, but in this vast hall, such things are happening in a few steps, such as the mighty shirtless warriors, roughly counting no less than a few dozen people, all distributed in this wide hall, with one enemy two, one enemy three, and even one enemy five crushing those Mitland soldiers.

They were all invincible, violent and barbaric killings, rampage, but firmly formed a period of isolation and protection, resisting the continuous onslaught of a large number of soldiers from the Midland camp, and firmly protecting the people who sat on the most heartfelt throne in the temple, calm as water, and in the prime of life.

This person sat calmly and calmly, a classic image of a medieval European aristocracy, dressed in gorgeous armor, with a cold face but with a hint of nobility, the two mustaches between the mouth and nose, were trimmed meticulously, and I don't know if he had been in a high position for a long time, and his whole body exuded a kind of non-anger and self-authority.

And beside him, there was a man standing quietly like a dormant beast, with explosive muscles, with angular muscle lines, his eyes closed and he didn't say a word, standing there straight, but he didn't exude any threatening aura in the eyes of outsiders.

"Kill the Minister of Fordes, money, status, you can get it at your fingertips!!" , Someone shouted like crazy, and his red eyes were desperate to impact the protective circle.

Through these, the identity of the superior who was being protected was already clear, and it was also understood why the soldiers of the Midland camp, even if they were intercepted by such a terrifying opponent, their morale did not collapse, and they still fought for their lives.

Because there are enough targets for them to use their lives as bargaining chips, but they are just some strong warriors, rushing up, rushing in, anyone can kill the enemy chief sitting there, they don't know anything about real strength, they don't realize the gap between themselves and those fierce men who stand in front of them, and they are still stuck in the vulgar concept that as long as they are lucky and shrewd enough, they can kill the enemy and have a chance to fight for great merit.

So, think about those who are successful, only conceptually have a lot of wealth, a high status...... After all the possible benefits, these aborigines are completely crazy, gambling their lives for the reward they have always dreamed of.

However, in essence, such crazy behavior of these people is useless, in the face of these wolf guards who are far beyond ordinary people, the scum of their level is completely the level of delivering food, like a moth to a fire.

Every guy who rushed forward with fanatical desire, although he had exerted his combat power far beyond the norm, but under the crushing of the difference in magnitude of power, they were still dealt with like chopping melons and vegetables, causing slight damage to those guys at most.

It is precisely because of this that the frenzied scene of fighting for feats in full swing and beheading the enemy chief slowly began to cool down, and the boiling brains began to gradually calm down, and reason and fear of death returned to them again.

"Ahh They're all monsters!! ”

"Don't!! How could they be so strong!! ”…………

All kinds of frightened and frightened shouts rang out one after another, so that the wolf guards, who were tired of dealing with these fanatics, directly reversed their moods, and on their somewhat numb faces, hideous and ferocious reappeared.

The boring slaughter also became flavorful......

So ......, all kinds of rampant ghosts crying wolf-howling, not like human voices, roared sound, which is a popular expression of the excitement and excitement of these wolf guards.

The murderous aura in the hall began to deflect in a tendency, from the bloody elements fighting and killing at the beginning, to the trend of torture and crushing on the one hand, and being full of malicious evil.

Click!!! One soldier was twisted off his shoulder and unloaded his arm, twisted into twisted flesh, exposing the joints with silver-white periosteal fascia, and the blood spurting out formed a realistic artistic picture.

Then the next moment, in the midst of his whining and wailing, the wolf guard smirked and waved off his own arm, snapped his neck, and then stomped on his head.

And at the same time, another wolf guard, with a bloody smile at the two trembling Mitland soldiers in front of him, like a cat and mouse, was coldly frightened, making the other two people scramble, bringing to the moment when they found out that they had been deceived in a cold sweat, the ape's arm was long, but in the blink of an eye, he quickly pulled out the long sword in his hand like lightning.

In the trembling sound of metal and air rushing by, the two soldiers only felt a thin line of cold in their throats, cold to the bone marrow, cold to the heart, and then a hot flow gurgling, the strength of their bodies instantly discharged, the boundless darkness surged, and the sound in their ears quickly blurred and dissipated.

Sneer——!!!! Blood splattered three feet, and the heads of the two were like ripe fruits, with a rapidly passing warmth, dyed red and dotted the ground.

Such sights abound, and even more, the best of the best, even so overwhelming, that they were so invincible that they rampaged among the soldiers of Midland, and connected their lives like chopping melons and vegetables.

Suddenly, the morale of the Midland camp in the entire area dropped as rapidly as frost, and the thin fighting spirit was crumbling, and at any moment there were guys who handed over their backs to the enemy in panic and confusion, turning the time they should have held out longer into a short moment.

The cries for mercy, the wails, the hysterical revolt, in this hall, actually began to reverse, turning these victors who should have successfully destroyed this place into lost dogs who were about to collapse and retreat.

With such a situation and feat, the Minister of Fortes, who was sitting at the core, finally showed a satisfied look, looking at the invincible and powerful wolf guards below, a rebellious and lonely look appeared in his eyes.

"Kill all these Mittland pigs and dogs!! Let them know the true strength of my Jodah people, let them know their incompetence and lowliness, let them know that they are only worthy of being like rats in the stinking ditch!! ”

"Wolf Guard!! Shred them apart!! Crush them!! Chop off their bones, drain their blood, rip out their intestines, and finally blow their heads out!!! ”

His eyes were as fierce as those of a hungry wolf, his face was bloody, the green tendons on his neck were prominent, and the voice in his throat was so hoarse, just like those who watched the gladiators slaughter and lost control of their excitement, the Duke's excitement at the moment wanted to show his strength and pleasure.

And with his roar, the wolf guards in the field, the momentum on their bodies suddenly changed again, the evil aura became more severe, the expression of the opponent completely disappeared, the face sank like water, the face was like black iron, cold and indifferent became the theme, and under the order, they completely turned into butchers without emotions and routines......

(Choreograph the theatrical version of this crusade against the Minister of Fordes, well, ask for a recommendation ticket...... ）