Lin Yue was very interested in the man named O'Brien in front of him.

This is a sturdy young man who looks like he is about twenty years old and in the prime of life, he is huge, more than two meters tall, but the surprising reason is that he is actually wearing a thick alloy armor all over his body, and the streamlined armor is very domineering. Behind this man's back was a huge heavy sword and a large shield, and it could be seen from the surface of his feet that he was sinking deep into the ground that the weight he was carrying was definitely not less than a thousand catties, which was not something that ordinary evolutionaries could bear.

On the chest of the armor, a crouching tiger-like pattern is printed.

This is a rugged and ostentatious man, with a resolute and tough face, and the lines are as hard as if they were made of metal, and although the thick mustache on his upper lip is as hard as a steel needle, and covers his upper lip tightly, it can be seen that he is still very young. And those eyes, as pure and clear as two dark green gems, will even feel a clear light flowing after staring at it for a long time. He was dark-skinned, and a reddish scar ran from the corner of his eye across the left side of his face.

This is a recent wound that not only does not spoil the sculptural face, but adds a bit of masculine charm. The leather armor on his body was not of high quality, it had worn out, and there were several scratches that had not yet had time to be repaired. exuded a vigorous and powerful momentum, and the heroic spirit of the rugged and iron-blooded heroes rushed towards him.

His bare chest was tattooed with a flaming cyan tattoo, his torn armor could not hide his strong muscles, and his whole body was like a solid rock, full of masculine majesty.

Behind his back was a massive tower shield made of black volcanic steel, which protected a wide area, but was far heavier than a normal shield, and required more power to wield.

Black volcanic steel refers to volcanic rock with more than 70% metal content in lava. This rock is extremely hard, and has a strong resistance to all kinds of energy except thunder and lightning. Mining this rock is extremely difficult, and ordinary workers risk their lives to mine up to two or three cubic meters of black volcanic steel in a year.

The entire body of this shield is made of this metal, and not only is it extraordinary in terms of defensive power, but it is also heavy enough to reach a point that ordinary masters can hardly bear.

And this shock shield, which is a very useful and delicate piece of equipment, is divided into two parts, and the two heavy shields are almost overlapping on a normal day. The shield warrior attacks by holding the handle on the inside of the shield, and in the event of danger and violent collision, they can activate the mechanism on the handle to activate the part of the shield that overlaps on the outside, so that it immediately separates downward and extends into a huge full-body metal shield, and at the bottom of the shield, there is a small metal pile, in times of crisis, the warrior can also insert this metal pile into the ground to maintain his defensive form, overall, this is a very delicate structure, Moreover, the inside of the shock shield is hollow, and the shield warrior can increase its defense by inlaying other normal shields. This also avoids the disadvantage that once the shield is damaged, there is no way to replace and repair it immediately.

It seems that this O'Brien in front of him is a warrior of the main defense stream.

He carried a heavy sword on his back, the handle of which was half a meter long. The blade of the sword was wide and thick, revealing a chill that made people's hearts palpitate. At the very front of the blade of the epee is a sharp blade that is a foot long. The triangular sharp angle has deep blood grooves, which is obviously a good thing to bleed.

The whole heavy sword is simple and heavy, and there is no pattern decoration at all.

Facing Lin Yue's up and down, the man generously stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"I'm O'Brien, and as you've heard, I want to join your mercenary group, and please give me this chance."

"Mr. O'Brien," Lin Yue sat on the sofa, stretched out his hand, and the metal tray in the distance flew over automatically with the red wine on it, "According to my observation, your strength is probably very strong, so why do you want to join our little-known little mercenary group of 'Broken Blades'?" ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and those faint eyes seemed to have the power to point directly at people's hearts, as if all lies were hidden in him at the moment.

"Because the icing on the cake is far better than sending charcoal in the snow."

O'Brien gave a shrewd smile.

His strength is not false, even if he joins those top mercenary groups, he can get into a good position, but that kind of team is already fully staffed, and the tactics have already been finalized, and they are not short of manpower.

O'Brien's strength is good, and he will definitely not be happy to let him be a small soldier, but for the big mercenary group, the management class has long been stereotyped, is it an elite mercenary...... One more of him is not more, less of him is not too much, it is not worth letting the old man give up his seat for the sake of a newcomer, it is not cost-effective.

Lin Yue's "Broken Blade" mercenary group was selected by him after observing for several days, this mercenary group has just been established for less than a week, but the points have risen very quickly, and the task completion has reached 100%, although they are all C-level missions, it is rare to have such an efficient mercenary team.

It can be judged that this is in the team, and they are not ordinary mercenaries, and their strength is definitely enough.

And the mercenary group that has just been established for a week, there are only four people in total, far from reaching the situation where the normal use of all kinds of talents in the corps is complete, he is a shield warrior with high defense and high combat power to join, presumably it is what the other party urgently needs, join now, at least you can mix the position of a veteran, even if the mercenary group develops and grows in the future, the core high-level will be indispensable to him.

His goal is to become the greatest mercenary king, and he doesn't really want to go to those big mercenary groups, because the greater the power, the more disputes there will be.

A small mercenary group means less pressure and less trouble, and there is nothing more suitable for him than a strong and understaffed mercenary group like "Broken Blade".

As for why you want to join a team...... There are very few lone mercenaries in the mercenary world, after all, it is more dangerous to do it alone, and in the mercenary group, even if you die unexpectedly, you will at least have a companion to collect your body, without worrying about being in the wild.

"I agree with your reasons, Mr. O'Brien," Lin Yue smiled slightly, the blood-red wine in his hand swayed slightly, exuding a faint blood light, "So, welcome to join." ”

Slapping the table in front of him vigorously, O'Brien raised his head and laughed, "Then, I am a member of your mercenary group!" Uh, by the way, what is my salary? ”

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Sephiroth walked home with a somewhat gloomy mood, God knows how long ago that feeling had been for him.

Fragments of broken scenes kept running through his mind, and he stretched out a finger and rubbed his temple fiercely.

He has been living in the small town of Ankaru with Eresi since he could remember, and the memories of the previous years are blank, as if he is a person who suddenly came out of the world, with no roots, no bottom, no past.

Camus of the Hidden Merchants Association must know something, perhaps...... Does he know his past?

And those people......

He closed his eyes, fragments of broken memories streaked through his mind.

The cold iron bed, the helpless struggle, the cruel and indifferent words, and the sword light of the cold still seem to be close.

"Damn it!"

His hands suddenly turned red, and then in an instant they turned purple and black, revealing a cold and hard luster of jet-black iron, and even his nails became extremely sharp and sharp, and they exuded a metallic glow.

But then, his hands returned to normal.

"Who the hell did all this to me?"

He was full of worries, carrying a huge box on his back, and walked to the outskirts of the station.

As he walked through a grove of trees, where the villa in front of him was already in sight, he suddenly stopped.

An inexplicable sense of crisis enveloped him.

He suddenly looked up!

Suddenly there was a sharp whistling sound in the void, a piercing grinding sound as if the air had been torn apart.

The air was distorted in an instant, and turbulent currents and snow splashed everywhere, rolling up layers of smoke and overwhelming the sky.

Sephiroth was startled, his legs stomped on the ground and exploded, the speed was extremely fast, the air in front of him was cut in half by his body, and the stirring tearing sound was like a heart-rending whistling, especially the snow layer behind him, there was actually a wake wave similar to the sea water being separated.

His dodging posture is very peculiar, his hands are stretched straight forward when flying against the snow, and his legs are completely contrary to human physiology, his joints are reversed, and he stomps on the ground with all his might, and each pedal can allow him to slide for forty or fifty meters.

A silvery arc of light swept across the sky, accompanied by a terrible scream, and a dull sound sounded like the sound of a creature falling from the sky to the ground.

A streamer of light slammed into the course he had run in like a comet, and it smashed a deep crater into the rocky ground.

The power of a blow is comparable to that of a cannonball.

In the midst of smoke and dust, snow and rain, a man in black walked out of it.

He looked at Sephiroth with a cruel smile in his eyes, as if it were a flame.

"Seventh, we're meeting again."

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The man's face was cold and his eyes were deep, and he was quite handsome, but a scar from the right ear to the corner of his mouth made the otherwise handsome face hideous.

"Do you know who I am?!"

Sephiroth had a cold face, up and down, with murderous intent.

The cold killing intent was like a dark and desperate abyss, like countless sharp steel thorns, making people drenched in blood and bruised all over their bodies.

"Of course I know who you are, a little, poor, insignificant test subject."

"Since it's an experiment, you have to have your own consciousness."

The man sneered contemptuously, and stepped down with one heavy foot, and then the entire earth was shattered, and countless stones flew out in all directions, making a whistling sound of breaking the air.

"We have given you extraordinary powers, and you have shamelessly betrayed us."

"Now is the time for you to pay the price for your betrayal."